#derek hale x fem!reader

[s0urw00lf]

Protectors: heart monitor

I have trouble deciding if i want to write in first person or third. SOS send help!!!… jk.

Y/n woke up from the continuous sound of her phone dinging. She groaned and picked up her phone squinting at the brightness, she checked the time, it read 11:42. She sighed, realizing that all of the messages were from Scott, claiming to have had a run in with the alpha. Y/n sat up immediately, now fully awake. She didn’t even respond, she just jumped out of bed and hurriedly put on a jacket and shoes before rushing out of the house, seeing the bright headlights of Derek’s car pulling up in front of her. He must have seen the worried look on her face that she failed to hide, because he got out the car mirroring her expression.

“What’s wrong?” He asked.

Y/n looked him in the eye with a serious expression “Scott had a run in with the alpha” She said.

Derek rolled his eyes and got back into his car, waiting for y/n to get in before speeding off to Scott’s.

Upon arriving to his house the couple climbed up the side of his house and into his window with little to no effort. Y/n shook her head at the fact that he left his window not only unlocked but open. The room was completely dark hinting that Scott wasn’t home. Derek sat on a chair in the corner of the room completely out of sight of the light from the moon, he dragged y/n along with him and sat her on his lap.

“What are you trying to do, scare the boy?” She asked teasing looking back at him.

Derek smirked at her “maybe just a little bit” he replied causing y/n to let out a breathy laugh, careful to keep quiet.

Just then they heard the front door open and close and a pair of feet running up towards Scotts room, it was obviously Scott from the nervousness he carried from the recent scare. He rushed into the room quickly closing and locking the window, letting the blinds down looking out of them making sure it was safe to turn a light on before he switched on a lamp and immediately jumped, gasping as he saw y/n and Derek sitting in the corner.

“You seriously need to stop doing that.” He said.

Derek not caring, got right to business “so what happened? Did he talk to you?” He asked.

“Yeah we had a nice conversation about the weather” Scott replied sarcastically.

“Hey drop the sass, were here to help you. Remember?” Y/n retorted sending him a warning look.

“No he didn’t talk!” Scott replied irritably.

“Well did you get anything off of him? An impression?” Derek asked.

“What do you mean” Scott questioned shaking his head.

Y/n stood up “you have to remember, your other senses are heightened” she said, now standing in front of him.

Derek stood behind her “communication doesn’t have to be spoken, what kind of feeling did you get from him?” Derek asked, feeding off of y/ns comment.

Scott stood in thought for a second before replying “anger”.

“Focused on you” y/n asked.

Again Scott thought for a second “no not - not me” he answered. “But it was definitely anger, i could feel it. Especially when he drew the spiral.” Scott confirmed.

Both Y/ns and Derek’s brows knitted “wait the what? What did you just say” Derek asked.

“He drew the spiral on the window of my car, in the condensation you know?” Scott said.

Y/n let out a breath, anxiety filling her at the information. “What? You guys have this look like you know what it means.” He asked.

Y/n shook her head walking towards the bedroom door.

“No, its- its nothing” Derek replied, following close behind his girlfriend.

Scott grabbed Derek’s arm pulling him back a bit “no-no-no wait a second. You can’t do that. You can’t ask me to trust you guys, and then just keep things between yourselves” Scott commanded.

Y/n sighed “it doesn’t mean anything, trust me” she said, undoing the chain lock Scott has on his door.

“You buried your sister under a spiral” Scott commented.

“What does it mean” he asked Derek directly. Y/n rolled her eyes, irritated with the boy because he kept pushing the topic. Derek sighed as y/n opened the door “you don’t wanna know” he answered before follows the woman out.

The drive back home was silent, both thinking of what the alpha could know about or want with the hale pack. The couple got home and went straight to bed, as it was now about 1 am. Derek kissed y/ns forehead whispering a goodnight to her and she did the same to him. Y/n wrapped her arms around Derek’s torso and derek put one arm under her head and the other resting on her waist.

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The next day at school y/n walked passed scott, who failed to notice her as he continuously muttered ‘stay away from Allison’. Y/n raised her eyebrows but decided not to even question the boy and instead opted on heading straight to class. She walked int the classroom immediately spotting stiles who wore an expression of anger mixed with sadness. Y/ns face dropped, and she quickly made her way over to the boy, who she basically considered a brother at this point.

She sat down at a dest to the left of him and got her things settled before asking “what’s wrong?”, worry clouding her features.

He opened his mouth to begin to speak when Scott walked in and he immediately closed it. Y/n frowned even more in confusion as Scott came and sat down behind stiles. Y/n turned towards Scott who was focused on stiles.

“still not talking to me?” Scott asked.

Y/n looked to stiles who showed even more anger. “Can you at least tell me if your dads okay?” Scott asked.

At this y/n’s worry peaked even more. “Wai- wait what do you mean is he okay? What the hell happened?” She demanded, looking at both stiles and Scott for an answer.

Stiles took out a piece of paper and a pen and began writing something, when he was finished he passed the paper to y/n and continued to sit in silence.

She looked at the not and it read “yesterday Scott decided to take a day of from werewolf duties by turning off his phone, not answering any of my calls, resulting in my dad getting hit by a car chasing a mountain lion”. Y/n looked up, overcome with guilt for not being there “what! Is he okay?” she asked.

Scott spoke up from behind them “i mean its just a bruise right? Soft tissue damage? Nothing that big…” Scott commented. If looks could kill Scott would be six feet under from the death stare y/n shot his way, along with a slap to the back of the head. Stiles still didn’t answer, and Scott sighed “you know i feel really bad about it right?” Scott asked. “Yeah me too, i should have been there.” Y/n said putting a hand on his shoulder. Stiles grabbed her hand, squeezing it to show her that she wasn’t mad at her, but it didn’t ease the guilt much. “What if i told you that I’m trying to figure this whole thing out, and… that i went to Derek for help.” Scott said. Y/n smirked slightly knowing it’d get stiles to talk. He sighed “if i was talking to you id say your an idiot for trusting him, but obviously I’m not talking to you. No offense y/n” he said. Y/n bitchfaced him but didn’t say anything. The bell rung, signaling for class to start, the small silence allowed stiles to give it a second thought and y/n seen the consideration all over his face. Stiles caved and turned around to Scott “what did he say?”. A smile broke out on both Scott and y/ns faces.

“He wants you to tap into your animal side and get angry?” Stiles asked as the trio walked out of the classroom. Scott replied muttering a ‘yeah’ looking over to y/n who just shrugged. “Well correct me if I’m wrong, but every time you do that you try to kill someone, and that someone is usually me or y/n, but mostly me” stiles said. Y/n laughed “Please, he couldn’t kill me if he tried” she said biting back a even louder laugh, stiles smiled trying not to laugh as well. “I know” Scott said replying to stiles comment, opting to ignore y/n’s. “That’s what he means when he says he doesn’t know if he can teach me. I have to be able to control it.” Scott says. “Well hows he gonna teach you to do that?” stiles asks. Scott shook his head shrugging his shoulders “i don’t know, I don’t think he does either.” He said. “He doesn’t, he’s going out on a limb here. Teaching a bitten werewolf is completely different than being born with it” y/n said. Stiles rolled his head back dramatically “okay. When are you seeing him again?” He asked. “He just told me not to talk about it, just act normal and get through the day.”Scott said. Stiles hit Scott’s shoulder stopping Scott and y/n, “when?” He asked again. “He’s picking me up at the animal clinic after work” Scott said. Stiles nodded “after work. All right, well, that gives us to the end of the school day then” stiles said pointing between himself and y/n. “To do what” Scott asked confused. Y/n smirked patting his shoulder “to try and teach you ourselves” she said before walking off with stiles to formulate a plan. It’s not that y/n didn’t trust Derek tot each scott, but who says she couldn’t do a little on her own.

The trio now sat at lunch, scott sat in from-not of stiles and y/n with a book up trying to hide from Allison. Stiles looked back to see Lydia passing by and Allison now sitting alone with a book of her own in her hand. “I think the books making it more obvious” stiles said, and y/n nodded in agreement “she’s reading anyway” y/n said. Scott lifted his head moving the book slightly to see the paper stiles was weighting before quickly moving it back “did you come up with a plan?” Scott asked the two. “We think so” stiles said, loudly biting into an apple. “Does this mean you don’t hate me now?” Scott asked. Y/n tuned out when she got a message from Derek.

Der ❤️: you know, we haven’t had a date since coming back

Y/n: yeah i noticed

Der ❤️: maybe we should

Y/n: when would we have the time?

Der ❤️: we’ll make time

Y/n: Im not mad at that, what were you thinking?

Der ❤️: ill tell you when the time comes. Now get back to class so you can hurry home, I love you

Y/n: love you too ❤️

Y/n smiled shanking her head at the fact that derek was really just a big cuddly loving person, he just hides it to protect himself. When she tuned back in she saw stiles leave grabbing the book Scott was using to hide, and Scott beginning to panic, getting up and leaving with Allison following close behind. Y/n sat in shock for a couple of seconds, wondering what the hell shed missed. Y/n got up and walked out of the lunchroom, almost running into Allison “oh hey” Allison said. Y/n looked around in confusion, as shed never freely had a conversation with the girl, “uh hi?” She replied in a questioning tone. “Do you know what’s up with Scott? He’s been acting really weird.” She asked. Y/n quickly said the first thing that came to her mind “uh, he’s been busy, and super stressed. Don’t worry hell be okay” y/n lied, trying to make it believable while easing the girls worry that she could feel halfway across the school. Allison smiled and nodded letting out a relieved sigh “thank you” she said before walking off, y/n began to walk away as well but stopped when Allison appeared back in front of her. Y/n raised a brow in question. “Maybe we should hang out sometime, i need more girlfriends other than Lydia” she said with an unsure smile. Y/n internally grimaced, not really fond of befriending an argent, but y/n knew she couldn’t hold Allison accountable for the actions of her family, so she plastered a smile on her face “of course! Maybe sometime next week? My weeks already booked, sorry” y/n said feigning excitement. Allisons smile grew and she nodded “yeah, sure. Could we exchange numbers and figure something out later?” She asked. Y/n agreed and the two exchanged numbers before bidding each other goodbyes and heading on their way.

stiles and y/n lead scott to the lacrosse field so they could execute their plan. Y/n took a seat on the bleachers along side stiles who was unzipping his gym bag. Y/n dug in the bag and pulled out a heart monitor “put this on” she said holding it out to Scott, who stood in front of them. Scott looked at the device questioningly “isn’t this one of the heart rate monitors for the track team?” He asked. “Yeah we borrowed it” stiles confirmed nodding. Scott looked up from the device in his hand to the two sitting on the bleachers “stole it” Scott corrected. Y/n rolled her eyes “temporarily misappropriated” y/n said squinting her eyes at the boy. “Coach uses it to monitor his heart rate with his phone while he jogs” stiles explained. “And you’re gonna wear it for the rest of the day” y/n said, smiling. Scott looked to stiles “isn’t that coaches phone?” He asked. “That i stole” stiles said, nodding his head, a look of reminiscing crossed his face. “Why?” Scott asked. “Your heartbeat raises when you turn, for example when your playing lacrosse, when your with Allison, whenever you get angry. So, maybe controlling your heart rate could be the first step to consoling the shift overall. I had to do this to control mine.” y/n explained to which stiles nodded. “Like the Incredible Hulk” Scott says smiling. Y/n frowned, confused. “Kind of like the Incredible Hulk, yeah” stiles somewhat agrees. “No I’m like the incredible hul-“ “would you shut up and put the strap on?” Stiles interrupted, irritated. “What the hell is a Incredible Hulk?” Y/n asks herself.

Scott puts the monitor on, and stiles grabs the duct tape and taped Scott’s hands behind his back. “This isn’t exactly how i wanted to spend my free period” scott comments sarcastically. “Too bad, you wanted help so, that’s what were doing.” Y/n shouts from across the field. “Exactly. Okay, you ready?” Stiles asks scott as he returns the tape to his bag. “No” scott replies. “Alright, remember. Don’t get angry.” Stiles says as he walks away from scott, and towards y/n. Stiles began using Scott as a human goalie, throwing lacrosse balls at him. Scott groans, leaning forward at the impact “okay that one kinda hurt” he said. Stiles picks up another ball “quiet. Remember your supposed to be thinking about your heart rate, alright?” Stiles says. “Stay calm” y/n reminds him. Scott begins chanting ‘stay calm’ as more balls come flying at him. Y/n suddenly feels prying eyes, she looks around the field, but doesn’t see anyone, until she sees Jackson standing behind the bleachers with an amused smile on his face. “Dickhead” y/n mutters rolling her eyes. One ball hits Scott particularly hard making him fall to his knees in pain “ah son of a bitch!” He groans. “You know what i think my aims actually improving” stiles comments smiling. “I wonder why” Scott mutters, sarcasm laced in his tone. Stiles continued throwing balls, as y/n watched Scott’s heart rate, that had quickly started elevating.

Scott dropped back to the ground groaning, as he tried to fight off the shift, y/n and stiles ran over to him, y/n so she could sheild Scott from Jackson’s view in case Scott shifted. Y/n looked at the phone to see Scott’s heart rate going down, she lat out a relived sigh. “Scott? You started to change” Stiles called reaching to pat scotts shoulder “from anger, but it was more than that. Like the angrier i got the stronger i felt.” Scott said. “But you pulled back, that’s all that matters.” Y/n said. “So it is anger then, Derek’s right” stiles comments. Y/n raised her brows, never thought she’d hear those words from stiles. “I can’t be around Allison” Scott breathes. “Just because she makes you happy?” Stiles asks. “Because she makes me weak” Scott says. Y/n just stood there astonished, she couldn’t believe these idiots thought Allison made him weak when its oh so obvious she was his anchor. But she let it be deciding that they should figure it out on their own.

y/n walked off the field, deciding she was leaving early as she was an adult and didn’t want to spend the rest of the day at school. She took out her phone deciding to call Derek because she didn’t have a ride home.

“Hello” Derek answered

“Hey der, can you pick me up?”

“Aren’t you supposed to be in school?” He asked

“Yes i am but I’m a grown adult and I’ve decide to leave, come get me” y/n demanded

Derek let out a laugh “Okay ill pick you up, but I’m on my way to see peter, now your coming with”

Y/n let out a dramatically loud groan in annoyance “fine”

“Alright, be there in 5” Derek said before hanging up.

Y/n absolutely loathed peter hale. Obviously she hated seeing him all unresponsive and paralyzed, but she still couldn’t stand him. The girl stood in thought until Derek pulled up in front of her, rolling his window down flashing that award winning smiles that made her legs feel like noodles. She got in the car, and Derek leaned over pressing a kiss to her lips to which she immediately returned, He eventually pulled away and smiled as he pulled off.

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The couple arrived at the room that peter was settled in. Y/n stopped at the door, feeling sadness creep over ear as she saw the man that was once young and lively, stuck in a wheelchair staring at a window covered by curtains. Derek sat on the hospital bed, turning Peter to face him, Derek’s face remained stoic as he began to speak “i need your help” he said, receiving nothing but a blank stare. “If you can hear me, i need you to give me a sign. Blink, raise a finger. Anything. Just, just something to point me in the right direction, okay?” Derek asked. Y/ns heart broke even more for him if possible. The man had been through so much bad and hurt, and he was still trying to protect the world. “Someone killed Laura. Your niece, Laura?” Derek said as if asking if he remembered. “Whoever he is he’s an alpha now. But he’s one without a pack, which means he’s not as strong. I can take him” Derek said. Y/n stood up from leaning on the door “der-“ “but i have to find him first” Derek said interrupting y/n. “Look if you know something just give me a sign. Is it one of us? Someone else make it out of the fire?” Derek asked “just give me anything. Blink, raise a finger anything” Derek pleaded. Peters silence was eating away at Derek “say something!” He demanded grabbing peters shoulders. Peters nurse came up behind “let him go” she commanded. Y/n had to do a double take at the woman’s audacity. “You think after six years of this, yelling at him is gonna get a response?” She asked. “You got a better method?” Y/n asked. “Patience, he’ll respond if you give him the time” the nurse replied. “We don’t have any more time” Derek said walking out of the room. Y/n looked at the nurse suspiciously, something felt off about her and y/n didn’t like it. She followed Derek out of the room, jogging a bit to catch up with him.

When they walked up to his car y/n spotted something on the windshield “Derek?” She said. He looked at her to see her pointing at the paper under his windshield wipers. He grabbed it and opened it to read it. He glanced over it before looking around to see anyone who could have put it there. “What does it say?” The h/c haired girl asked. Derek shook his head before getting in his car, waiting for y/n to do the same before speeding off. Derek dropped y/n off at home and told her not to worry, before quickly driving off, y/n walked into the house dropping her things carelessly out of aggravation, she didnt want Derek to feel like he had to do things alone and she also hated when he kept things from her. Y/n decided she’d talk it over with him whenever he returned. She didn’t know when that’d be so she opted to eat something and then go to bed.

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[randommultifandomrants]

Being a girl is: wanting to go to bed early but deciding to just get on tumblr/wattpad/Ao3 for a little bit and then end up finding a fic series that you really like and read until well past your usual bedtime then keeping on because it’s already past your bedtime. Then being mad when you wake up in the morning because you overslept your timer.

[chaotic-laila]

The bond between a girl and her favorite fictional man? That shit’s toxic, but in the best way. It’s this messed-up, all-consuming obsession where she’ll go to war for a man who doesn’t even exist—like, literally fight someone for talking shit about him. She knows he’s a red flag with legs, but she’s ready to unpack his trauma and let him ruin her life, because he gets her in ways real guys never could. He’s everything she wants and everything she should probably stay the hell away from, but fuck it. It’s not about logic; it’s about the fantasy of someone who’s so broken, they’d burn the whole world down just to love her.

It’s painful, because she knows he’ll never be real, but that doesn’t stop her from falling harder every damn time she opens the book, watches the show, or reads another fanfic. And yeah, it hurts like hell, but it’s a beautiful kind of hurt. The kind that makes her want to scream and cry and laugh all at once.

Because no real guy could ever compare to that kind of perfectly fucked-up perfection. (And cause he will fuck you till you can't think straight)

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[reveluving]

a little more love ; peter hale x reader x deucalion

summary: when two of the most fearsome werewolves do whatever they can to convince their beloved to cancel dinner night with the pups.

warnings: loads of kisses, hugs and but no s~mut. not yet, at least (still, minors DNI!), very cheesy ngl; peter & deuc just really love their vampire wifey <3

a/n: omg a debut?? s/o to @fanficimagery​; their Peter fics + others are the reasons why I wrote this—awakening another wild side of of mine to the point of no return (affectionately) 😭 I got another one in the making tho, trust! love y’all and don’t forget to leave some sugar! ᐠ( ᐛ )ᐟ

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'Though Deuc and Peter chimed in once in a while, the pack could tell they were giving you most of the spotlight.' ;

The sound of blackbirds chirping outside your window was enough to wake you up from your slumber. You stirred but could barely move with the arm around you and pulling you close. Their chest rose and fell at a pace so relaxing, so comforting, it could've lulled you back to sleep right away.

"Did you sleep well?" You shivered at the voice, deep and barely awake, forcing you to crack one eye open. You craned your neck, welcoming the very sight of the man holding you dearly. You hummed, eliciting a chuckle out of him as you nuzzled into him.

"You're so comfy." You murmured, the silky sheets against your skin would've been more than enough to chain you to bed for another hour or two.

Too bad you had other plans.

"Why didn't you wake me up?" You blinked, noticing the hues ranging from orange to pink coming from the window, an indication that sunset was nearing faster than you had anticipated.

"You looked so peaceful." Deuc responded casually as if you hadn't promised the pack dinner night, which was happening in two hours.

"I didn't even hear the alarm." You blindly took your phone on the nightstand, finding it impossible for you to sleep through one in the first place.

But, Deuc's sudden lack of response told you everything you needed to know.

So, you placed your phone away before turning to him.

"Deuc," He hummed, "Did you have anything to do with this?"

"No?"

"Deuc!"

He barely opened his eyes to look at you before huffing out a 'yes'.

"Can't we just order takeout?"

"Even they can do that from their own home," You grinned, poking his cheek, "And you know no one delivers to this side of the road past seven."

"Then we could always just order now and ask one of them to pick it up later," He was hell-bent on making you stay, the offer especially enticing when he pulled the covers over you with him, "Or better yet, ask him to pick it up and make himself useful for once."

You snorted, only to jump when fingers lightly traced your spine.

"Hey," You admonished lightly, "Behave."

"You can't expect a man to behave when he has such beauty in his arms." He slipped his hand under the blanket, "Come on, all you have to do is cancel it, and we'll make sure to take such good care of you."

You whined, squirming in his arms as though you were fighting your inner demons before sitting up, but not before covering your bare chest with the blanket.

"Nice try, handsome, but I’m not falling for your tricks." You pointed directly at his nose, only to sputter when he countered your sudden determination by nipping the tip of your index finger.

"Angel, you always do," Touché, "The pups can fend for themselves for another day, can't they?"

"Deuc," You sighed shaking your head in amusement; you could never get mad at him. You turned your head a little, kissing his palm before caressing his cheek with your free hand, "I haven't seen them for over a week, God knows whether or not they've taken care of themselves since. It's only for a couple of hours, I promise."

Deuc narrowed his eyes at you, trying not to give in to your puppy eyes.

But he knew better.

He let his head fall to the pillow, letting out a dramatic sigh.

"Alright, alright," You perked up, only to be caught off guard when he wrapped his arms around you. He pulled you down to him for a heated kiss, taking your breath away as his tongue lightly ran across the tip of your fangs. Your whimpers only motivated him to take back his own words and never let you leave the bed, but he loved you too much to say no.

He pulled away, satisfied with the way you looked back at him with wide eyes.

"You didn't think I'd expect some sort of return if I'm going to have to keep my hands to myself for a few hours?"

Puffing up your cheeks in embarrassment, you were barely able to maintain eye contact as intense as his before giving him a quick peck at the lips.

"Angel," He chuckled, "If that's the kind of payment you're planning to give, I'd expect at least a couple more."

"You're enjoying this, aren't you?"

"Very much," He responded nonchalantly as though he wasn't practically basking in your reactions, "In fact, I could wake up to this every day."

There was no point arguing with this man, not especially when you had dinner to whip up in under two hours. So, you took a deep breath, lowering yourself for a proper kiss. Deuc was eager, that much was clear as he chased after your lips, keeping you still with one hand on the back of your head.

He shivered as you lightly ran your nails down his chest, slowly pulling away before letting you rest your head on his shoulder.

"Much better."

It had taken Deuc exactly a good half an hour to get his fill of you before begrudgingly letting you go to take a shower, promising to help you out right after.

You, on the other hand, have been at it in the kitchen for an hour, seasoning your stroganoff before moving on with the dessert.

Just then, you froze, feeling a pair of eyes from the living room watching your every move. You slowly placed the bowl of unwhipped cream onto the counter, hoping to look as neutral as possible. The presence, however, had seen right through you, because as soon as you faced the entrance to the foyer, you felt their warm breath against your neck before they spun you around. You yelped, feeling yourself fall backwards despite their hands securely holding onto your hips.

Your hands shot up to their back, one around his neck and the other gripping the back of their shirt. Had it been anyone else, other than Deuc, you would've instinctively torn their throat out even before they could even put their hands on you.

But, this was Peter you were talking about.

"What's cookin', good lookin'?"

‘You've got to be kidding me.’

"Jesus, Hale," He was clearly proud of himself, the debonair smile on his face especially growing when you released the grip on his shirt in favour of covering a part of your face, thoroughly embarrassed, "That is by far the worst line I've ever heard, coming from you."

"Oh, I know," He shrugged, leaning in closer, "But it's worth seeing that pretty face of yours scrunch up like that."

He pressed his lips against yours before you could even respond with a snarky remark, pulling away just as fast in favour of the adorable stupefied look you always had each time he or Deuc had taken you by surprise.

"But it does smell good in here." He brought up back up from the dip before taking a good whiff of your homemade gravy in the pot.

"Only the best for the best," You mused, hearing him purr in agreement for a moment before adding, "Oh, and for you too, I guess."

He was speechless, to say the least. At least for a while.

"Why, you," He didn't even give you the time to turn away before he attacked your neck and collarbone with wet kisses, the exaggerated sounds of his smooches growing louder the more you cried out to him to stop.

He did, eventually, but he made sure he gave you enough to sag in his arms, resting against him for a moment as he mumbled against your cold skin.

"Would be nice if we had the night to ourselves." Oh. You covered your face yet again, now with both of your hands.

"Not you too," You felt the chuckle vibrating through him, "You and Deuc planned this, didn't you?"

"Depends," He drawled, clearly feigning ignorance, "Is it working?"

Fuck yeah, it is.

"You're gonna have to try harder than that."

Big mistake.

Your mouth gaped open wide as though you had surprised yourself, knowing he had taken your statement as a challenge when he pursed his lips.

"Challenge accepted."

You squeaked as he pulled you to his chest, one of his hands remained on your hips while raising the other that he intertwined with yours. You were sure his eyes had dilated, enjoying the way you bashfully look up at him through your lashes, gasping as soon as his hand crept up past the hem of your shirt.

"Peter," You giggled nervously, "Where is that hand going?"

He hummed.

"Places."

Just then, he switched directions, sliding further down before moving under the waistband of your shorts.

"Places where I'd want to touch," Down, "To kiss," Up, "To lick," Down, "To nibble on."

Each time his hands move, no matter where they ended up, all you could do was shiver. He dipped his head, nibbling on your earlobe.

"If and only if my angel says so."

He was seeking your permission—just like Deuc did.

"I want to," Oh? "But later, okay?" Oh. You tried not to giggle as he deflated from your answer, "Especially since the two of you haven't made it any easier for me to say no today."

Not that you'd ever deny these two whatsoever.

"Please?" You cupped his face, thinking through your next words before mumbling, "Just hold on for a few hours and I'm all yours and Deuc's."

His eyes dilated from the mere promise, holding onto both of your hands and pulling you in to capture your lips with his. It was as deep and passionate as the one you had with Deuc, your legs nearly buckled if it wasn't for his quick reflex.

"Pretty girl, you'll be the death of me."

The audacity.

"Oh, like you're any better," You rolled your eyes playfully, "Now, you either help me with the potatoes or take these plates and march out to the dining room."

He opted for the potatoes, occasionally leaving kisses on your shoulders and nearly causing you to burn the caramel sauce that you were making to pair with your homemade ice cream.

Deuc came down to the kitchen a little while later, only to shoot a glare at Peter for putting him on dishes duty. You saw the way Peter smirked as Deuc stalked out, dropping his expression to a barely innocent kind when he noticed you watching him.

"A grump, let me tell you," Peter commented, not bothering to lower his voice and earning himself a growl from the other room. You silently giggled before pushing him lightly.

Quarter past seven, and you walked out to serve the big pot of stroganoff and a whole bunch of sides in the dining room, where Deuc had just finished wiping the last cutlery. As soon as he did, he wrapped one arm around you, resting his head against your tummy. You could tell he was a little miffed over the petty arrangement, so you leaned in and kissed the crown of his head a couple of times, drawing a soft laugh from him.

No doubt Peter had seen you trying to cheer Deuc up and would probably cage you in his arms until you do the same for him.

A couple of hugs and hundreds more kisses later, the pack finally arrived, their exhaustion from surviving the week palpable as they greeted you with hugs or the Hale's exchanging meaningful pleasantries with you.

Deuc and Peter watched as your face continued to light up, from scooping a generous portion of noodles and stroganoff to listening to each and every one of them about the rough week they all had. Though Deuc and Peter chimed in once in a while, the pack could tell they were giving you most of the spotlight. This dinner was your idea, after all, treating the pack with the endless amount of love you had to offer. They only helped you out, though they'd gladly accept your gratitude at any given moment.

You were not blind to the looks they gave you either, so soft, even you didn't think they were capable of such emotion. You've either looked away or rushed out to the kitchen to 'top up the necessary' as a poor excuse to shy away from their gazes.

Soon, things began to calm down, and you shooed the pack to the living room, but not before being bombarded by offers to do the dishes. You gave in, eventually, and as soon as the final plate was washed, you pointed to the living room, much to everyone’s amusement.

Besides Deuc and Peter, who were helping you with the leftovers, everyone else started doing their own thing in the meantime; Scott, Stiles and Lydia were already lying on your rug, Malia and Kira were looking at your bookshelf, ranging from interesting novels with odd titles to the fishbowl of Marimo moss balls, because you wanted a ‘pet’ that ‘understood you best’.

None of the pack understood you till this day, not until Kira pointed out that Marimo moss balls survived best in low light, and you heard the rest of the pack answer with a collective ‘ooh’.

Derek, just like his cousin, had been doing the same, but from the comforts of the couch he was lounging on instead. Though he was the only one on his own, he seemed to be at peace, the deep wrinkles usually etched in between his eyebrows nowhere to be seen as dinner finally caught up to him. All in all, everyone was looking and feeling much better when they first arrived, but you couldn’t blame them. They were carrying responsibilities that were thrice as heavy as an average teenager.

Basically, you were glad to see them finally taking a load off.

The relief you were practically giving off to both Peter and Deuc was endearing, seeing your unfaltering smile despite the way your sensitive nose scrunched up a couple of times as you scooped the gravy into a container.

“You were right, angel,” Deuc was the first to speak up since the comfortable silence, “This dinner night was worth it.”

“Really?” The shine in your eyes was enough of a solid answer, “What changed?”

“That,” You tilted your head, “That pretty smile of yours.”

You mustered up a nervous smile, peeping out a small ‘oh’ before continuing with the leftovers.

At least, you tried to.

“No, no,” Peter came up behind you, intertwining his fingers with yours, “What did we say about hiding your smile?”

You peered up at Deuc, who nodded you encouragingly.

“That it only encourages you two to make me smile even more.” You whispered just enough for them to hear, trying your hardest to look elsewhere as they praised you with a simultaneous ‘atta girl’. Peter raised your laced hands, kissing the back of yours while Deuc took the other and did the same.

And just to spite you in the best way possible, they kissed either of your cheek, Deuc taking your left whereas Peter on your right.

But before they could melt you further, you heard an ‘oop’, followed by Lydia’s ‘Stiles!’ before she dragged him off. The poor boy had accidentally seen the tooth-rotting display at its peak, especially between his former nemeses and his godmother. It didn’t bother them in the slightest though. They turned to you, only to see your wide-eyed mortification. You could’ve really traumatized him or anyone else for that matter, had Stiles’ interruption not happened, and you had no doubt these two could care less in favour of devouring you in the kitchen.

Shameless.

But you loved them anyway.

That still didn’t stop you from glaring at the two, at least you tried to, losing your composure when they both ganged up on you with their knowing smirk—a telltale that they haven’t forgotten about your promise.

They eventually put you out of your misery, but their lingering touches had only been amped up to the max, letting you know that they were growing impatient to have you.

And the second the pack leaves, boy, were you in for the night.

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[writinglover25]

A True Hero

Derek Hale x Fem!Reader , Pack x Fem!Reader (platonic)

Part 1

This is part 2 of ‘Pack: To Save A Friend(s)’ never thought I’d actually make this. Also, I changed this one a bit to where Reader and Derek are dating and have been for a while. Also Y/n is Scott's older sister b/c why not? Hope you enjoy and thanks for all the support!!

SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG!!!

Side notes: Y/n/n - your/nick/name

Summary: Y/n had saved her friends, she saved the people she loved. But what happens when saving them turns into sacrificing herself? Will she be able to save herself from this fate?

Warnings: Mentions of death/dying, SO much angst, bit of fluff

Y/n saw a figure behind her friend's back, and before she could understand what was happening she saw the shine of light off a sword. Before anyone could react y/n had shoved Allison to the side.

And that's when everything went totally wrong.

Everything happened in slow motion after that. Y/n's ears started ringing, and everything was a blur. She felt like her body was on fire, her entire being was in pain. However through all of it she could faintly hear her friends shouting something.

And the next thing she knew she was being pulled into someone's arms. But, when she looked to see who it was, everything was foggy, she couldn't see what was going on around her.

She blinked her eyes a few times to make the fogginess go away and when it did she could see a face. It was Derek's face..

But- Was he crying? Why was he crying? Y/n tried to lift her hand up to wipe away his tears but that's when she felt it.. The unbearable pain in her chest. She tried to look at it, but she felt a hand on her face preventing her from looking at it.

"Hey no, no, don't look okay? Just look at me. Focus on me." And so she did. She looked at Derek's face instead of her bleeding wound.

"Derek.. it- it hurts. It hurts so much.." She whispers to him, trying to find the strength to keep her eyes open. She was getting tired. Her eyes began to close, but Derek shook her.

"No, no, don't close your eyes, okay? Stay with me. Just- just keep them open for me." She could hear the tremble in his voice as he spoke.

"Y/N!" Alison came running up to her friend and kneeled next to her along with Scott.

"Y/n I'm so sorry I didn't see it behind me and oh my god.. I'm so sorry." Y/n looked at her friend and saw the tears in her eyes.

"It-it's alright Allison. It wasn't your f-fault. I pushed you out of the w-way. Please this.. this wasn't your fault-" y/n winced as her body slightly jolted in pain. She groaned and felt the tears falling down her face.

"Y/n/n!!" Scott called out to his older sister. Landing next to her, taking in her other hand. He brushed the loose hair on her face to the side.

Y/n could see the tears spilling down his cheeks. Could see the look of terror and sadness in his eyes.

But what could she say to him?

That everything was going to be okay? That she was fine? It didn't hurt that bad? No, Y/n couldn't say those things. So.. Y/n said the only thing she could think to say. "I love you little bro... and tell mom I love her-.. '' She coughed and took a deep breath, "that I love her to." She paused, "I'm sorry.." her tears ran down her cheeks.

It was a sad sight to see. Issac was holding onto Alison, Stiles with Lydia, while Derek and Scott sat next to her. And all were crying. Keeping each other upright as they all felt sick and weak. This was their friend, their family and pack member.. No one could move, no one could talk. They stood and watched as their friend, who they considered an older sister to everyone, was dying. For, what were they supposed to do?

Y/n could feel herself slipping away. It was getting hard to keep her eyes open. Her thoughts started to wander. She thought about her family, her friends and pack mates, and her lover.

She thought about her powers. She was a healer, this was her literal job, the thing she did best. Although there was more to it. Others would call her a witch, a very powerful one. Couldn't she just heal herself? She had the ability to, did she not?

But it was too late, Y/n could feel it. She didn't have the strength. Didn't have the energy to call her powers.

Y/n, with what little will power she had left, moved her head to look at Derek. The pain she saw on his face made her heart break more. The tears in his eyes trailed down his face.

She hated it when he cried. And she hated it even more because in this case she was the reason for his tears.

Slowly, she lifted her hand again. With the pad of her thumb she wiped the tears off her lover's cheek, cupping the side of his face in her small and bloody hands.

"Don't cry", she pleaded. "Your supposed to be my sour wolf, not my sad wolf." She finished with a smile stretching across her face.

A small had spread across Derek's face at her attempt at humor. Stiles let out a small laugh, hugging Lydia closer to his side.

He looks at his best friend, his sister even. And he blames himself. He knows it wasn't necessarily his fault for this, but he blamed himself nonetheless.

As if she could read his thoughts Y/n looked at the younger boy and smiled at him. Without words being spoken he new in that moment she didn't blame him, she'd never blame him. Not when it was all out of his control.

"There has to be something, anything, we can do.. You can't just die. Not like this." Scott spoke out loud, though more to himself then the people around him.

“Hey, it's okay.” She looked at her brother with her signature smile. “It doesn't hurt,” she continued. “I'm surrounded by the people I love.. my family.” Breathing in deeply she started to cough violently. “And that's all I could ever ask for.”

957 words

I'm, again, SO sorry for how long this took!!

But on another note should their be a part 3? Does Y/n somehow make it out of this mess alive. Or does she truly and simply die? Protecting the people that she treasures most.

[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

[s0urw00lf]

THIS!!!

You know what’s worse then an author deleting something?

When you remember a fanfic and want to re-read it but can’t remember the author or the name of the story. So now your entire search bar is just ____ x reader and then a random word associated with said fanfic. And ya still can’t find it 😭

I’ve been trying to find this fanfic for an half an hour and I still can find it ✋😫 Help.

[chloe-skywalker]

They Were There - Peter Hale

Peter x Fem!Reader

Warnings: none

Word count: 635

Summary: Derek and Cora know about Y/n and Peter because they were there when he proposed. Everyone else in the pack? Surprise.

Masterlist

Teen Wolf Masterlist

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“Welcome to the family.” Derek smiled, hugging Y/n as she and Peter entered the loft having just got back from their honeymoon. Y/n and Derek had been friends since junior high but now she was his sister in law and Derek wasn’t disappointed. “Cora sends her congrats and welcome but she had to leave.”

“Its okay. I already talked to her.” Y/n smiled, waving it off, her and Cora had already talked a few days before. “Its great to finally be apart of the family.” Y/n groaned back at Peter along with Derek.

“Sorry I didn’t want to rush things.” Peter narrowed his eyes at the two.

“You have been in love with her since you were 14. I think you took your damn time.” Derek raised his brows looking at his uncle with an exaggerated look. Even if he was somewhat commatoused for a few years, his uncle still took his damn time.

“I’m just glad you did it to begin with.” Y/n let out a laugh, it was a long time coming.

“It's been a longtime coming.” Peter pulled Y/n, his wife, into his side and kissed her. He could be soft with her.

“There's a pack meeting tonight here at the loft.” Derek told them after their little moment, Y/n is good for his uncle. Doesn’t mean he wouldn’t kill him again to protect her, but she did make him a better person.

“I’ll be there.” Y/n told him.

“Will you?” Derek asked his uncle knowing how much he did not care for the pack.

“Since my wife will be there, yes. I gotta know what I’ll have to protect you from when their plans go wrong.” Peter stated sarcastically. Y/n and Derek just looked at eachother and rolled their eyes.

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“Your back!” Scott said with a smile rushing over to hug Y/n once the pack entered the loft and saw she was there. They had all missed her.

“You’ve been gone so long.” Allsion said having missed her older friend. Y/n was older than the group of teens, she was the older sister figure of the pack.

“Where’d you go?” Stiles asked.

“Is that a ring on your finger?” Lydia points out having caught the shine of it catching the light.

“You got married?” Allison questioned in shock, having looked down to Y/n’s hand like everyone else after hearing Lydia.

“Yes.” Y/n nodded.

“Without us?” Scott gave her his sad puppy dog eyes.

“We plan on having a reception with all of you sometime in the near future.” Y/n smiled at them and she saw her words lesson their sadness.

“We? Who’s the dude?” Stiles raised a brow.

“Peter.”

“Peter as in Peter Hale?!” Scott’s eyes bulged out of his head. 

“As in Derek’s uncle?” Allison was less shocked but more surprised.

“Yes, she's a Hale now.” Derek smirked proudly.

“I am.” She smiled.

“Peter Hale?” Stiles squinted his eyes, still not believing it.

“Is there something wrong with me?” Peter raised his eyebrows pretending to be innocent. He spoke up for the first time since the pack arrived from his spot on the couch.

“You're a psychopath for starters.” Stiles stated addressing the oldest Hale.

“He’s different with her. I’ll defend him on that. He has always been different when it comes to Y/n.” Derek spoke up.

Y/n walked over to Peter, sitting on the arm of the couch.

“That's because she’s different. She’s mine.” Peter growled the last part possessively.

“And you're mine.” Y/n smiled at him leaning over to kiss him.

“Oh he’s been yours since he laid eyes on you.” Derek teased and he got satisfaction when his uncle flashed his eyes at him but couldn’t deny his nephew's statement.

[sundrop-writes]

Sundrop's Teen Wolf Masterlist

Protective - Isaac Lahey x Fem!Reader. Pining Best Friends. Hurt and Comfort. Set during Season 2, Episode 9. During Isaac's first full moon, he needs something to ground him - so he thinks of you. (2,300 words.)

BRAINWASHED - Virgin!Stiles Stilinski x Fem!Reader. Pining Best Friends/One-Sided Fantasies. Smut/PWP. Panty Stealing. Stiles has been in love with you for as long as he can remember, and since you both hit high school, that love has become perverted by hormones. But he can't help it. He also can't seem to help it when he steals a pair of your underwear that were seemingly laid out for him - but he can't get too caught up in the logistics when he has a hand around his cock. (8,000 words.)

Eager Little Puppy - Sub!Isaac Lahey x Dom!GN!Reader. Friends with Benefits. Smut/PWP. You offer to help Isaac relax, and it ends up being a night he did not expect, though he can't help but to love it. (2,700 words.)

Blood In The Water - Void!Stiles x Fem!Reader. (Pining) Best Friends to 'Lovers'. Pure Angst. Hurt No Comfort. Set during Season 3 (with flashbacks to Season 1). When Void takes control, you worry about the damage that he's inevitably doing to Stiles's body. So you make a deal with him - if he lets Stiles eat, then you'll feed Void with some of your pain. But it's not cuts or broken bones that he wants from you - it's your tears. (11,700 words.)

Why Am I The One? - Isaac Lahey x Fem!Reader. Exes to Lovers. Emotional Angst, Hurt and Comfort, Smut. Set just post Season 3, Episode 4. After Issac is kicked out of Derek’s apartment with no reasoning and nowhere to go, he comes through a rainstorm soaking wet and finds his way to you. Freezing, alone, and looking desperate and sad - will you turn him away for cheating on you, or will you forgive him like you always do? (15,200 words.)

COMING SOON:

Stupid For You - Stiles Stilinski x Fem!Reader. Pining Best Friends to Lovers. Smut/PWP. Sequel to the above fic. Stiles still has your underwear that he stole, and he accidentally drops them in the locker room - in front of the entire lacrosse team. He lies and says that he got them from a hook-up with you, and surprisingly - you cover for him? But only on the condition that you can turn his lie into the truth. (10,200 words est.)

Mister Mxyzptlk - Stiles Stilinski x Fem!Reader Blurb

(Un)Intimidated - Derek Hale x GN!Reader Blurb

Claustrophobia - Isaac Lahey x GN!Reader Blurb

How would Stiles Stilinski and Allison Argent react to seeing you naked by accident?

How would Stiles Stilinski, Isaac Lahey, Lydia Martin, and Derek Hale react to finding out that you're pregnant with their baby?

How would Stiles Stilinski, Isaac Lahey, Lydia Martin, and Derek Hale act while parenting your baby?

What kind of nicknames would Stiles Stilinski, Lydia Martin, Allison Argent, and Derek Hale like in a relationship?

What would Derek Hale, Isaac Lahey, Scott McCall, Stiles Stilinski, Erica Reyes think of you wearing a necklace that represents them?

Isaac Lahey Intimacy and Kink Headcanons

I'm not that good at this yet. - Isaac Lahey Playlist

[s0urw00lf]

Protectors: wolf’s bane

A Derek hale x reader story

Summary: y/n, Derek and stiles were tasked with finding out who it was that sent Allison the message that night in the school.

“Faster?” She asked checking her rearview mirror

"Much faster" Stiles replied looking out the back window at some hunter who was hot tailing them in Derek's car.

Y/n switched gears and pressed down a little bit more on the gas, "and he said id never step foot in the drivers seat" y/n muttered to herself.

"Y/n im not sure you're quite grasping the concept of a car chase" stiles said looking back.

"If she goes any faster it'll kill us" Scott said from the back, as y/n looked through her rearview mirror

"well if she doesn't they're gonna kill us" stiles argued back. He had a point so y/n pressed down harder on the gas's pedal.

Stiles kept looking back "hey they're gone" he said, making y/n check her mirrors again and she slowed down a little bit.

Stiles bought out a radio that y/n guessed belonged to his father. 'All units, suspect is in foot heading into the ironworks' the sheriff said. Y/n sighed speeding back up, quickly arriving at the location, stopping when she saw Derek crouching behind a machine. 'Get in' stiles said opening the door and hopping in the back. Someone from above them began firing shots at them and y/n was quick to pull off before he could even close the door.

"What part of laying low don't you understand?" Scott scolded from the backseat.

"Damnit i had him" Derek said ignoring Scott's comment.

"Who the alpha?" Stiles asked. "Yes! He was right in front of me but then the friggin police showed up" Derek said aggrieved.

"Woah, hey they're just doing their jobs" stiles was quick to defend and Derek practically glared him back into his seat

"yeah thanks to someone who decided to make me the most wanted fugitive in the entire state!" Derek said now glaring at Scott.

"Can we seriously get passed that? i made a dumb ass mistake, i get it but y/n didn't say anything" Scott whined.

"Hey i was in the middle of keeping you two plus the three additions alive while trying not to think about my boyfriend who was lying dead in the school parking lot. So excuse me for not being all that rational" y/n said defensively

"alright!" Stiles shouted from the back to shut everyone up.

"How did you find him?" Stiles asked.

Derek looked between Scott and stiles and shook his head brushing off the question. "Can you try to trust us for at least half a second?" Scott asked

"yeah both of us" stiles added, earning another glare from Derek.

"Come on der, share with the class" y/n muttered lowly, knowing everyone in the car heard.

"The last time i talked to my sister she was close to figuring something out, she found two things. First a guy named Harris-"

"our chemistry teacher?" Stiles asked interrupting Derek.

"Why him?" Scott questioned

"I don't know yet" Derek said

"and what's the second?" Scott asked.

"This symbol" Derek said as he pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket and showed it to the two, as y/n had already known this bit of information.

Scott made a face that y/n caught through the mirror, "what? You know what that is?" She asked.

"I've seen it. On a necklace" He trailed off. Derek looked at him in confusion before Scott finished off his statement "Allison's necklace"

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" this is gonna be impossible you know" Scott says to y/n and stiles as they walk through the entrance of the school.

"Why don't you just ask her if you can borrow it?" Stiles asks.

"And how is he supposed to do that?" Y/n asked.

"Easy ' hey, Allison can I borrow your necklace? To see if there's anything on it or in it? That can lead me to an alpha werewolf that i need to kill in order to get back together with you'" Stiles says. Scott smacks his chest "dude you're not helping" he says.

Stiles points to y/n "why cant you just ask to borrow it? You know girl code or whatever." Stiles asks waiving his arms in his usual manner.

Y/n looked at him as if he'd grown two heads "you want me to ask to borrow an heirloom that currently lies in the hands of someone I'm not even sure likes me, keep in mind said family hates me the previous owner especially, and if by chance i was to be seen with said heirloom id be shot in the heart with an wolfsbane laced arrow? No thanks" y/n said shaking her head before walking off.

A little later y/n came across Scott being threatened by Jackson, she groaned quietly stomping her foot before she walked up and grabbed him by his shoulder "hiya Jackson, i seem to recall where you got this little... scratch from" she said, pulling down the neck of his jacket slightly to get a better view of it.

"You don't happen to want another one do ya?" She asked in a sickly sweet tone.

Jacksons face mirrored someone who'd seen a ghost as he shook his head no. "Oh no? Well id suggest you run along then hmm?" She said pushing him forward and he hurried away.

"So he knows huh?" She asked folding her arms leaning against the lockers.

"Yeah" Scott said, looking worried. "Well let's hope I'm not assigned to him" she muttered walking away.

———————

Y/n followed stiles to where Scott was sitting at the lunch table, separating only so she could sit across from them.

“did you get it?" Stiles asked as he sat down.

"Not exactly" Scott answered, shaking his head

"Well what happened?" Y/n questioned as she sat her backpack on the ground behind her and plucked her phone out of one of the pockets.

"She told me not to talk to her at all" he said defeated.

Stiles took a huge bite of his chicken tender "so she's not giving you the neck-"

"she's not giving me the necklace" scott confirmed.

Y/n placed her head in her hand. "Scott what the hell did you do" she said, lightly banging her head on the table feeling defeated.

“I showed her photos of us from when we were together.” He stated as if it was obvious.

Y/n’s eyes widened in shock and slowly lifted her head up to look at Scott. “You did what?!” She all but shouted.

Scott and stiles looked at her confused.

She dropped her head to her hands and dragged them through her hair. “Scott she already feels bad for breaking up with you. Showing her those photos was just about the dumbest thing you could’ve done. Not only for the necklace but for your relationship.” She explained.

Scott groaned, letting his head fall back. “Okay well did you find anything else out?” Stiles asked still chewing his food.

Scott sighed “just that i know nothing about girls and that they’re completely psychotic.” Scott said defeated

“That’s high school for ya” y/n muttered.

”okay, well i came up with with a plan b just in case anything like this happened” stiles said

”what’s plan b?

“just steal the stupid thing” stiles said

”that’s what i thought he was gonna do in the first place” y/n said as she checked her phone for any messages from Derek

“can we try to at least get to Harris?” Scott asked, seemingly wanting to weigh out his options.

stiles shook his head “my dad put him under a 24-hour protective detail okay the necklace is all we got, steal it. Thank you.” He replied

scott sighed in defeat meeting y/n’s eye from across the table as she began packing up her things “look it shouldn’t be that hard, you’re a werewolf for god-sake just steal the damn thing” she said, standing up and walking out of the lunchroom.

——[time skip]——

When the last bell of the day rang, y/n met up with stiles, whom she'd asked for a ride since 1. Derek wasn’t supposed to be anywhere on school grounds at the moment, and 2. She wanted to see Noah before he went off to the parent teacher conference, which she didn’t have the best feeling about.

Y/n walked in stiles room, immediately sensing Derek’s presence, she looked at him in irritation “what the hell de-“ but the sound of Noah calling out for stiles cuts her off

“hey stiles!”

“yo da-erek” stiles faltered.

Derek's eyes widened and guestered for stiles to deal with his dad who was just outside the door.

Y/n listened to the exchange between the two stillinakis completely forgetting her intentions for coming as she stared at her careless boyfriend.

"What'd you say?"

"What? I said yo... D-Dad'."

"Uh, listen, I've got something I've got to take care of, but I'm gonna be there tonight. I mean, your first game."

"Uh, listen, I've got something I've got to take care of, but I'm gonna be there tonight. I mean, your first game."

"I'm very happy for you. And I'm really proud of you."

"Oh, thanks. Me too. I'm happy and proud... Of myself."

"So they're really gonna let you play, right?"

Yeah, dad. I'm first line. Believe that?"

"I'm very proud."

"Oh, me too. Again, I'm- oh." Noah goes to hug Stiles. "Huggie... Huggie, huggie..." Stiles trailed off awkwardly patting his dads back

“Alright see you there,” Noah said pulling away from his son

”take it easy” Stiles responded

Noah nodded, walking away before pausing “y/n how about coming to say hello next time” he said, and then took his leave.

y/n sighed as her memory had been re jogged

Stiles entered the room again letting out a sigh of relief as he closed the door, only to be pinned to it by Derek, y/n was quick to put herself between the two “Hey, cool it alright” she warned putting some distance between them.

She could handle the jabs all day long but as soon as it began to get handsy she wasn’t going to tolerate it. Y/n decided it was okay for her to move now and settled down on Stiles's bed. Derek quickly looks from y/n to Stiles and points to him

“if you say one word-“ he began but was quickly off by Stiles

“oh, what, you mean like hey Dad Derek hales in my bedroom bring your gun?” He asked sarcastically.

Derek doesn't say anything at his remark, realizing just how ridiculous it sounded. Stiles took that as his cue to keep going “Yeah that’s right, if I'm harboring your fugitive ass that means it's my house, my rules buddy” he said back handing Derek’s shoulder.

Derek nodded in response and fixed Stiles’ jacket, and Stiles did the same to him with a goofy grin on his face and walked away but jumped when Derek fake lunged

“oh my god!”

y/n let a laugh slip through her lips at Derek’s antics.

“Scott didn’t get the necklace?” Derek asked

”no he’s still working on it, but there’s something else we can try” Stiles answered

Catching both y/n and Derek’s attention, as she hadn’t known any of what he was talking about, Derek made a ‘what’ gesture telling him to elaborate.

“The night we were trapped at the school, Scott sent a text to Allison asking her to meet him there,” Stiles said

”So?”

”So, Scott didn’t send it,” y/n said, slowly catching on to what Stiles was saying

”well can you find out who did?” Derek asked

“No not us, but I think I know of someone who can,” he said

—————

“you want me to do what?” Danny asked baffled

“Trace a text,” Stiles said casually ” I came here to do lab work-- that's what lab partners do.”

”And we will! ...Once you trace the text.”

“And what makes you think I know how?” Danny asked fidgeting slightly

“I had him look up your arrest report, so–“ y/n cut in

”I-I was thirteen. They dropped the charges.” Danny said defensively

“Whatever,” Stiles said pitching his voice up a few octaves

.“No, we're doing lab work.” Danny stated.

He then grabs a stool from somewhere near y/n and pulls it up beside Stiles, sitting down and looking at the computer.

Y/n watched Danny in amusement as he looked back to Derek who sat in a chair next to her, fake reading a book.

“Uh- who is he again?” He asked

“My cousin… Miguel” Stiles said, the laugh y/n almost let out would’ve had Derek death staring at her, so she decided against it

”he’s also my boyfriend, cute one isn’t he?” y/n asked teasingly

Danny nodded slightly “I guess,” he said feeling uncomfortable

Looking back at him y/n finally noticed the dried blood on his shirt, but before she Could cover it from Danny’s wandering eyes he spoke up

“is that blood on his shirt?” He asked

Stiles whipped around to see and Y/n winced, “Yeah, yes. Well, he gets this horrible nose bleeds” Stiles explained, y/n had never been prouder at how quick Stiles was to come up with a line than at that moment.

“Hey, Miguel?” Stiles said, turning to Derek. Derek lifted his head with a glare dead set on stiles. “I thought I told you you could borrow one of my shirts,” he said, gesturing to his dresser.

y/n watched in amusement as Derek slammed the book shut and began to take off his shirt, walk towards the dresser, and grumpily rummage through it for a shirt

”uh stiles”

“yes”

” This… no fit!” He said as he tugged at the shirt irritably

”then try something else on” Stiles stated obviously

y/n then got up and pulled a shirt out handing it to him with a small smile on her face, Derek squinted his eyes but pulled the shirt over his head

”Hey, this looks pretty good, what do you think Danny,” y/n asked turning to Danny who was not so discretely eyeing Derek

”Huh?”

”the shirt” Stiles confirms catching on to y/ns game

” It uh- it's not really his color” he answered timidly

“I agree,” y/n said inspecting the the shirt with a fake frown

Derek glared between Stiles and y/n before pulling off the shirt.

Y/n saw Stiles turn the computer to Danny

”you swing for a different team but you still play ball don’t ya Danny boy?”

”you’re horrible people”

”We know it keeps us awake at night, anyway about that text”

“Stiles! None of these fit!” Derek seethed frustrated

Stiles just looked from Derek to Danny with wide eyes

“I'll need the ISP, the phone number, and the exact time of the text,” Danny said making Stiles lean back and throw his arms up in a quiet celebration

Y/n paced stiles while she waited for Danny to retrieve the information they needed

“There. The text was sent from a computer. This one.” Danny said making y/n walk behind them and peer over their shoulders

“Registered to that account name?” Derek asked

“No, no, no, no. That can't be right.”

Y/n frowned in confusion at the name she read on the computer

‘Melissa McCall’

——

“Did you get the picture?” Scott asked, voice ringing through the car as Stiles had him on speakerphone

” Yeah, I did, and it looks just like the drawing.

“Hey, is there something on the back of it?” Derek asked after nearly yanking stiles arm so he could bring the phone closer to him

“I mean there's gotta be something-- an inscription, an opening, something…” y/n said from the back seat

“No, no, the thing's flat. And, no, it doesn't open. There's nothing in it, on it, around it, nothing. And where are you? You're supposed to be here. You're first line.” Scott said to Stiles, and just as his sentence finished y/n heard coach in the background

“Where the hell is Bilinski???”

“Man, you're not gonna play if you're not here to start…”

“I know. Look, if you see my dad, can you tell him... tell him I'll be there, I'll just be a little bit late, okay? All right, thanks.”

“You're not gonna make it,” Y/n said grimly. She knew how happy he was when he got first line, and how happy Noah was for him

“I know,” Stiles responded with the same emotion

“And you didn't tell him about his mom, either,” Derek said

“Not 'til we find out the truth.”

“By the way? One more thing…”

“Yeah?”

Derek grabbed the back of stiles neck and rammed his head into the steering wheel

“Oh, God! What the hell was–“

“You know that was for. Go. Go!” Derek said, rushing Stiles out of the car.

he then looked back at y/n who raised her brows, “you wouldn’t dare” she said in a challenging tone.

“Oh just you wait” he replied with a smirk. Y/n raised her brows challengingly, making her way out of the car but Derek grabbed her arm

”where are you going?” He asked

” With Stiles, god forbid but if the alpha is in there he’s gonna need some sort of help” she explained

Derek faltered, “Just, just be careful ok?” He said

y/n smiled lovingly “Always am,” she said before closing the door

———

the pair had been walking around the hospital for 10 minutes

”yeah I said I can't find her,” Stiles said

”look, ask for Jennifer, she’s my uncle's nurse” Derek replied over the phone

”well he’s not here either-“ stiles said, making y/n look into the room in confusion \

”shit, stiles we gotta go. Now!” Y/n shouted just as Derek had confirmed her suspicions of Peter being the alpha.

Y/n looked to the side only to come face to face with Peter Hale.

“Good to see you y/n,” he said before looking over to Stiles” and you must be Stiles”

Y/n grabbed Stiles’ arm and began rushing away only to be stopped by Jennifer, peters nurse

”what are you doing here, visiting hours are over,” she said menacingly

stiles began to look back and forth between Peter and Jennifer “You.. and him… you’re-you’re the one who- and oh my- and he’s— oh, my god, I'm gonna die.” He said

“You aged beautifully” y/n sarcastically muttered to Peter

Y/n pushed him aside, just as Derek came behind her and punched the nurse unconscious

” That’s not nice, she's my nurse,” Peter said fainting a sad tone

“She's a psychotic bitch helping you kill people, get out of the way”

”you think I killed Laura on purpose? One of my own family?”

This set Derek off as he jumped at his uncle, who threw him into a wall.

Y/n wasn’t far behind, she sent a swift kick to Peter's stomach, knocking him off his feet. He was quick to regroup and grabbed y/n by her arm, flipped her over, and knocked her into the wall, much like he did that night in the school.

He then went over and picked Derek, (who struggled against his grip) up by his neck and began to drag him “My mind, my personality, were burned out of me. I was being driven by pure instinct.” He said before he dropped him.

“So what, you want forgiveness?” Y/n groaned from behind him kicking his feet from under him just as Derek sent a punch to his face.

Peter was back on his feet in seconds, grabbing Derek by his collar“ I want understanding.” He said before headbutting him and landing a kick to his stomach, sending him rolling back

“Do you have any idea what it was like for me during those years? Slowly healing, cell by cell?” He asked turning to y/n who stood ready.

He sent a kick her way but y/n dodged it, catching his foot and knocking him off balance with hers, she then got on top of hem and sent punch after punch to his face, just as she went to throw another, he caught her fist and headbutted her kicking her into the office desk so hard that it knocked her unconscious.

——

When she woke up she was face to face with a worried stiles

“Oh thank god, I though I was gonna have to hit you” he said

Y/n groaned at her ponding head, she looked around and frowned when she didn’t see Derek or Peter

Stiles must have seen it on her face because he immediately answered the question in her head

“He left with Peter” he said

Y/n frowned as tears came to her eyes, she was in a woozy state of mind and felt upset about Derek leaving and the pounding headache she had.

Y/n’s number one problem was how emotional she was when she was in pain.

Stiles panicked, having never expected to see his sister in this state of mind. He grabbed her and bought her in for a hug, telling her that everything was okay.

“Why’d he leave?” She asked sniffling, after a couple of minutes of slowly coming back to her right mind.

Stiles sighed beside her, now his arm rested on her shoulder “I don’t know” he said, wondering the same thing

[s0urw00lf]

OMG! Same!!!

oh yeah i love reading (fan-fictions to dissociate).

[randommultifandomrants]

Being a girl is pt.2: deciding you’ve read enough fics for the moment and swiping out of the app just to re-open tumblr or open wattpad/ao3

[chaotic-laila]

It’s like a full-blown addiction, but instead of drugs or booze, it’s this fictional guy who’s got her wrapped around his finger. She knows it’s fucked up—knows she’s out here daydreaming about someone who’s not even real—but who cares? This guy? He’s everything. He’s charming in the worst ways, flawed in every possible sense, but there’s just something about him that has her hooked. He doesn’t even know she exists, but she’s ready to fight anyone who says a word against him. Seriously, she’ll defend his honor like it’s a fucking life-or-death mission.

He’s a goddamn trainwreck, but he’s her trainwreck. She’ll put up with all his baggage, his emotional scars, his dark sides, because somehow, that brokenness makes him feel more real to her than any real guy could. He’s messed up, but she’ll fix him in her head every single time. Maybe it’s that thrill of knowing he’s dangerous and untouchable that makes him even more irresistible. He might break her heart in a hundred ways, but it’s the kind of heartbreak that makes her feel alive, even if it hurts like hell.

And it’s never gonna happen, right? She knows that. He’s not gonna waltz into her life and sweep her off her feet. But it doesn’t matter. Because she gets to have him on her terms—no messy reality, no awkward first dates, no risking her heart for real. He’s always there when she needs him, in that perfect little bubble of fantasy she’s built for herself. And maybe she’s a little crazy for it, but at least with him, she’s never disappointed. Every time she replays his scenes, reads the fanfics, imagines their future together—it's like a high she can never quite shake. She knows it's all just a mindfuck, but she’s never felt more alive.

[writersmess]

Hello, how are you? I hope you're doing okey so I see that you are taking request again I wanted to know if you could do a Derek Hale x reader when they have Eli and he is at the stage where he's learning how to talks and he only knows how to say his last name so when Derek and reader leave Eli on peter's watch and at one moment Eli is missing his parents so he goes to Peter and says his last name and Peter just don't understand why he is saying that and Eli ends up crying so Peter calls Derek because poor uncle Peter don't know what to do, just something funny and chaotic please ( sorry if this long and if you don't understand everything it's because english is not my first language so I might have confused everything ).

MISSING YOU | DEREK HALE

Pairing: Derek Hale x fem!reader

Summary: While under Peter’s care, baby Eli wouldn’t stop crying. Until everyone found out why.

Warning: none

Word count: 1.4k

a/n: hey sweeties! Thanks for the request! I loved it so much! I hope you enjoy it!!! I apologize for any mistakes, English is not my first language.

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“did you get this on tape?” you asked excitedly and Derek agreed in a murmur. You looked at him and your eyes automatically filled with tears as you saw him with a few tears streaming down his face. he was completely dazzled.

Hale.

It was baby Eli’s first word.

You were playing with the child when he randomly dropped the word. Derek was filming the moment unpretentiously as he always did to keep all possible memories of his little family, and he got to record this moment. It was magical.

“of all the words, he had to chose Hale” Derek said as he hugged you from the side and looked fondly at the baby carefully positioned on the floor with his toys.

“what can I say? He is just like his mama” you joked, hugging him back while laying your head on his shoulder.

You knew exactly why Eli chose that word.

You were Scott and Stiles’ classmate and when the supernatural world began to take over the town, you found yourself in a pack full of scared and inexperienced teenagers. Scott and Stiles took you in and explained what was going on, after you were caught in the middle of the crossfire between hunters and werewolves. Suddenly this bunch of teenagers were best friends and together they were fighting supernatural and human threats.

And there was Derek Hale.

A sourwolf who after so many losses, had to deal with these teenagers full of doubts and fears.

The moment you laid your eyes on Derek you knew your heart was his. And he knew that too, he wanted to love you. But you were too young, it was totally against his morals. And then you went away to study in another state, all of you did. Derek would never admit it but he missed you, missed your irony, missed your passionate glances, your contagious laugh.

He didn’t expect that after a few years you would come back to the city, but your father was sick, he needed you. And it was supposed to be for a while, until you decided to stay. You got a job, got your own apartment, and settled in.

You never imagined that your story with Derek would unfold, indeed you never thought that he would even look at you with second thoughts. The way you looked at him. But you decided to give each other a chance. And it worked, you were perfect for each other. Until a few months after you started to get involved, you found out that Derek’s one-night stand had resulted in a baby. It happened way before you moved back to the city, but that doesn’t mean it didn’t hurt. It did.

But you learned to deal with it and you were willing to help in Eli’s upbringing. You loved him as if he were your own.

Since your school days you have never been able to call Derek by his name. He never really understood why, but you were too embarrassed to address him by his first name so you chose to call him by his last one. Hale. And everyone got used to it, at one point it even became cute. And even after you were together, you didn’t lose that habit, what you didn’t expect is that your son would use that as his first word.

“morning sunshine. the party is about to begin” you exclaimed excitedly as soon as Peter opened the door and he let out a grunt. He had just woken up.

“jesus, i don’t remember arranging that so early”

“what better way to start the day if not with your adorable nephew”

You said, passing the baby into Peter’s arms, and you could see how his face lit up with the baby’s presence. A smile immediately broke out on his face.

“this is not the first time, so I don’t need to remind you of the rules, also I am very eager to enjoy the day with my boyfriend, so I’m gonna get going” You let out a mischievous smile and Peter rolled his eyes.

“first of all, gross. Second, the Hale’s men are ready to take over the town” you laughed leaving them alone.

***

“okay pal, it’s just you and me and a whole day ahead of us. You have to help me” Peter talked to the baby as if he was understanding. It was comic.

He was preparing breakfast when Malia and Parish arrived at the house.

“check it out, looks like we have company today”

Malia said, changing her voice tone and moving towards the baby. She absolutely hated pda, but when there’s a baby as cute as Eli in the house, she couldn’t help herself.

“thank God you arrived. He is here for like an hour and has cried at least three times” Peter spoke and the couple could see the desperation in his eyes, making them laugh.

“he’s a Hale, it’s not like he’s easy to deal with” Parish said and both Hale’s looked at him with deadly eyes. He laughed and went into the kitchen, trying to get out of they sight “Sorry”

***

“did he just say Hale?” Parish asked as the three looked stunned at the baby playing on the floor.

“i guess so” Malia replied and they could see how Peter was smiling. “look at this, uncle Peter is getting emotional”

“shut up” Malia and Parish couldn’t hold their laugh.

What they could not imagine, was that from that moment on baby Eli would not stop crying and repeating his last name for the rest of the afternoon.

“I think he’s broken” Malia said as she shook some toys in front of the baby on Parish’s arms, trying to get him to stop crying.

“dont be stupid, Malia” Peter said with his hands on his head, he couldn’t stand to hear the child’s crying anymore “okay I’m gonna call Derek”

“he’s gonna get crazy, I don’t think it’s a good idea” Malia warned.

“well I don’t know what else to do” Peter said desperately as Eli continued to mumble the word Hale non-stop. “then I’ll call y/n I’m sure she won’t want to kill me”

You and Derek were in the middle of a make-out session when the phone started ringing. You declined the first time, but the fourth time it was impossible.

“jesus christ Peter, what happened? Is everything okay?” You answered preoccupied and you could see Derek’s watchful eyes. He was listening to the conversation.

“Ok don’t go crazy about it, the baby is fine, I’m the one who isn’t” This only made you even more worried. Derek was already starting to get out of bed and look for his clothes.

“why? What happened?”

“there’s the thing! I don’t know! Eli started to cry and hasn’t stopped for at least a couple of hours”

“did you try-“

“yes I did” he cut you.

“but the-“ you tried to say and he cut you off again.

“i tried absolutely everything that you can imagine”

You could sense the tiredness in Peter’s voice and the baby crying in the background.

“he’s not in pain. I tried that too”

“okay we’re coming to rescue you” you said as you finished getting dressed and noticed Derek grabbing the car keys.

“thanks” he mumbled and you laughed.

“he’s okay baby, don’t worry” you said comforting Derek already in the car and he sighed.

“yeah I know”

As soon as you opened the door, you could see what a mess the house was. Toys everywhere, Malia and Parish sitting on the couch and Peter pacing up and down with a crying baby on his arms. Peter was defeated. Eli had swollen eyes from crying and you could see that he was desolated.

“Hale” Eli muttered and stretched his arms out the second Derek entered his field of vision.

“oh hi baby boy” Derek said walking towards him.

The moment Derek held him in his arms, the crying ceased. His little head rested against Derek’s big shoulders and he was now letting out little sighs.

Your heart melted watching that scene and the urge to cry was huge.

“really?” Peter said and the three of them watched the scene in disbelief.

“so hale is Derek? He kept saying that all afternoon” Parish commented and you nodded.

“I can imagine why” Malia said sarcastically looking at you and you felt your face turn red.

“Well what can I say if he’s just like his mama” You joked and let out a laugh.

All this time the baby was just missing you guys, especially Derek.

He really was just like you.

[aloneatpeace]

So i started blocking accounts half way i thought i should send a text to see if it's indeed a bot,I don't know what I'm doing tbh.

Just let me know you're a human reply to the texts. I don't know if Tumblr see me as spam because i send bunch of texts. Hopefully i don't get shadowbanned. Imk if anyone can see my posts.

Blocking blogs that give bot vibes please have any sort of pic as profile pic let me know you're human and I don't know shadowban is still a thing I saw few posts of writers getting shadowbanned hopefully I won't please please please interact with your writers I saw a post saying Tumblr works by reblogging spam likes can get us writers shadowbanned. I have no idea how Tumblr actually works so if I'm mistaken lmk.

But im always thankful for all likes and comments and my readers thank you so so so so much I love you and appreciate each one of you and I hope you're enjoying what I write and I hope you continue to read my fics and hopefully I live up to your expectations. Please keep in that mind to do this with your writers as well.

Have a good day 👋❤️

[samdeancass]

"I Love You"

Pairing: Derek Hale x fem!reader

Genre: Angst, Fluff

Characters: Derek, Y/N

Description: Derek and Y/N are having a fight about how careless he has been lately. This fight leads to Y/N threatening to leave and Derek admitting his feelings.

You sat on the sofa across from Derek, your elbows resting on your knees and pinching your nose with frustration. Not two minutes earlier, he burst through the door covered in blood with cuts and scrapes all over; now he looked like nothing had happened, other than the blood stains on his clothes.

"Derek, we've talked about this. You need to be more careful. You could have gotten seriously hurt, or maybe more. You need to stop taking risks like this." Derek huffed from across the room, causing you to look up and lock eyes with him. "What?! Am I not allowed to worry about my boyfriend's safety?" He rolled his eyes. "Not when he's a werewolf, no! You know I can take care of myself. Tonight, I was protecting someone. Another werewolf who has recently changed. They needed help! What was I supposed to do?" You stormed over and stood toe to toe. Even though Derek towered over you, you didn't back down. "I'm not saying don't help them, I'm saying be more careful about it. I worry about you being out there. I know you can protect yourself, but you have a big target on your back Derek and I'd like you to come home to me."

He narrowed his eyes at you. He opened his mouth to speak, but you didn't give him a chance. You just turned and shook your head. You knew he wouldn't listen. "I can't cope with the constant anxiety that you won't come home to me. I'm packing a bag and I'm going to my parents. Give you some space to figure out what you wanna do." As soon as you took a step, Derek gently grabbed your arm and turned you, fear evident in his eyes. "Please, please don't do that. There is nothing that I want less than being without you. I'm sorry." He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "I love you." Your eyes widened. You hadn't realised how strongly he felt about you. "What did you say?" A smile spread across his features as his hand found your hips. "I love you." Your hands wound around his neck and you pulled his head towards yours, resting your foreheads together. "Then prove it. Be more careful out there. Don't go out unless you have to. I want you to come home because I love you too." As you both stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, a sense of relief washed over you. The tension that had threatened to tear you apart began to dissolve, replaced by a renewed understanding of each other's fears and desires. In that moment, you realized that love was not just about passion, but about being willing to change and grow for the sake of the one you cherish.

Derek pulled away and pressed a kiss to your lips, one that was full of love and promise. He tucked a stray hair behind your ear and looked you softly in the eyes. "I promise you, baby, I'll be more careful. Whatever it takes to keep you here with me." His voice was low and sincere, and you knew he meant every word he spoke. You felt your heart swell with emotion. You pulled him in for a deeper kiss. You both knew you were in this together.

Tags: @bxoken-heartss