#i think if scott tried to mention what happened between them in the next season shed genuinely bite him

[loud-whistling-yes]

I'm so sorry I have to Erm Actually this BUT

NO. YOURE RIGHT. THEY KINDA FORGAVE EACH OTHER AT THE END OF DOUBLE LIFE. KEYWORD IS KINDA.

Look I can't convey whatever dynamic they have going on rn with words but I sure fucking can pull out examples of their BIZARRE behaviour after dl. The entire "Scott this isn't fair" thing from limlife. The "Why is it always us two (derogatory)" "you can say it's destiny ;)" thing. Whatever the fuck the "you didn't say I love you back :(" was supposed to be about. AND FIRST AND FOREMOST THE WHOLE "A Real Challenge Would Be To Keep Your Teammate For An Entire Season" RANT BY PEARL IN SECRET LIFE.

It would be more accurate to say current galaxy duo has the dynamic of scott trying subtly not-so-subtly to win pearl back while pearl is still high-key bitter about everything and this is objectively the funniest way this all could've ended

[awakenedevildays]

the urge to just hold stiles face and be so sweet to him because he dosent deserve literley any of the treatment he gets from anyone

「sleepless nights」 Stiles Stilinski x F!reader

tw: traumas, implied violence, nightmares, set right after the end of season 3.

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"Stiles, come to bed." you stir out of your sleep, the empty spot next to you is cold, signaling that he woke up already a while ago, if he ever actually slept. He's sat at his desk, head against his arms on the wooden table, his back is facing you as you get out of the warm sheets to reach him. "Baby," you rub his back delicately as to not scare him and he raises his head to look at you: his eyes are dull and accentuated by two, deep black circles. You give him a tight lipped smile, "you need sleep."

He just shakes his head.

"No." He answers curtly. He refuses to go back to bed, to sleep, to possibly let that thing take control of him again. "I'm fine." He answers and diverts his eyes from you.

"no you're not, you're tired and you need to sleep." You turn his chair around to make Stiles look at you.

He lets you turn the chair easily, his eyes look at you, the bags under them even prominent in the dim light coming from outside the window, "I can handle being tired." He replies stubbornly, but his eyes are telling you that he is already worn out and just when you're about to answer he keeps on going.

"-what I can't handle though, is dreaming over and over about what he- what I did." His voice trembles as he speaks and your heart breaks a little when his eyes become teary. It's the first time he talks about what happened and for the whole past week, after the Nogitsune was defeated, you've tried at least once a day to make him open up: enough to make him understand that you were ready to listen and be there for him but not so much as to make him feel under pressure.

"what he did, Stiles, that wasn't you, it was never you." You kneel in front of him.

"I know-" Stiles answers, his voice becoming thick, "I know that, but- but it was my body, wasn't it? I was there, inside of it, watching." He admits, his head hits the back of his chair repeatedly and his eyes closes shut, like he's trying to get something out of his head.

“I- I can't stop thinking about it." he whispers, opening his glassy eyes to look at you again, you grab his hands, they're cold against your skin and he grips them strongly to hold on something. "Allison is dead, she died because I wasn't strong enough to control him no... because he knew I was weak enough to control and the things my body did to Coach, to Kira and Scott... to you... How can you even look at me after all I did?" he lets out a sarcastic laugh and your own eyes become teary at the mention of Allison.

"No one thinks that what happened is your fault, Allison is not dead because of you, Scott and Kira didn't get hurt because of you and neither did I." You squeeze his hands and bring them closer to you, his bust falls forward until his elbows rest on his knees and his head his slumped in front of your face.

"When the Nogitsune did those things I didn't feel your hands, I didn't see your eyes, I didn't hear your voice." your fingers move to grab his face and caress it softly, he looks at you from between his eyelashes: vulnerable, guilty, and so, so tired.

"How can you say that?" He asks you, and his voice is shaky. "How can you be so sure? Maybe I am evil." he whispers, keeping his eyes close, and you can't help but shake your head as he nuzzles his face in your hands.

"Because everything was so different with him: he was colder, angrier... it was evil, everything that you're not, everything that I'm not seeing right now." your thumbs are placed under his eyes, ready to catch the tears that are threatening to escape.

He leans into your touch, his tired eyes closing and a shaky breath leaving his lips. His shoulders slump forward and his head falls against your shoulder, the wet sensation of his tears against your skin is followed by his breath, like he's trying to fight a sob, trying to control himself. "I don't want you to see me this way," he whispers.

"I don't mind and you shouldn't either, I want to know what's going on in your head all the time, from the dumbest thing to the most serious one, that's what I'm here for." you kiss his temple.

His hands move away from your grip to grab your hips instead, his fingers grip at your skin in an attempt to hold onto himself as he buries his face in your shoulder, trying to hide, embarrassed. He whispers hoarsely, "I don't want to be a burden."

"You're not! You could never be a burden to me, Sti'... You're always there for everyone, always ready to help, let me do this for you, let me be the one to help you this time." You whisper against his temple and it seems to break the last bit of his wall as he finally lets his dam break, his body trembles against you as he finally lets out a broken sob, his chest heaving in a pathetic attempt to keep crying quietly.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry," he says on repeat, his arms tighten around your hips, clinging to you like his life depends on it.

"shhh, you don't have to be sorry, it's okay," you rub his back to soothe him. His sorry's doesn't stop, his face still pressed against your skin and with each apology his grip on you tightens. "You're exhausted, after a night of sleep you'll feel better, come with me." 

He shakes his head again, "No, no I can't-" He doesn't finish his sentence, another broken sob escaping his throat as he tightens his grip on you even further, you doubt he's even aware of what he's doing, lost in another wave of guilt.

"I promise that I'll wake you up if I'll feel you move or mumble." 

Stiles stays in place, still shaking and sobbing against you, his entire body tense with the effort to keep himself together. "Promise?" his voice is a wreck, a barely understandable whisper.

You nod, "I swear." You stand back on your feet and he lets you maneuver him until he is lying on the bed.

"I don't want to fall asleep," he whispers but it's a weak protest, his eyes are already closing.

"I know... I'll be here." you sit on the pillows next to his head and he soon finds your lap to rest on, his arm lay around your thighs next to his face, a tense sighs escapes his lips when he feels your hands rest on him again: the left on his cheek to dry the tears and the other under the collar of his shirt, right between his shoulder blades.  

His eyes flutter shut and his face relaxes at the soothing feeling of your fingers on his body... the guilt, the tiredness, the fear, he let all of that wash away from his body, focusing on your touch and your voice. He fights to stay awake for as much as he can, until the tiredness in his bones eventually drag him in a deep sleep, his breathing slows.

He looks so vulnerable, so at peace that you can see how tired he was in the way his face relaxes, the shadows under his eyes becoming more prominent against his tired face. He looks young, too young to have gone through all of those ordeals. The room door creaks as it gets opened and your eyes shot up towards the noise.

At the door a sleepy, yet worried looking Noah appears, he's dressed in his sheriff uniform, he probably just got home from his shift and you didn't hear the front door open. He looks surprised to see you here, you haven't slept in the Stilinski's house for a whole month and the past week Stiles forbade you to sleep with him so as not to scare you or make you lose sleep "unnecessarily", his words, not yours. 

You smile to wordlessly greet him and cover Stiles ear with your palm to avoid waking him up. "Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on him for tonight, go to sleep," you assure him with a low voice.

He looks at his son, his chest rising and sinking with each breath, then at you: tired, clearly worried but still determined, he takes in the image for a moment before sighing and nodding, his own tiredness makes him accept the proposal more easily than he would have done if he hadn't been so sleep deprived. "I trust you, just... call me if anything happens."

"I will, goodnight Noah." 

He nods with a forced smile. "Goodnight, sweetheart." He closes the door behind him and you go back gazing at Stiles, your breathing coordinates with his, deep and slow, and involuntarily your eyes close a few minutes later in a light sleep... light enough to feel his breath become erratic an hour or so later. 

You immediately open your eyes and look down at him: his eyes are squeezed shut, eyebrows furrowed in the way you've sadly seen too many times these days and his mouth opened to let out small whimpers between his trembling breaths. You sigh and move your hand to shake his shoulder lightly, until his eyes shot open and he takes a a breath similar to what you would usually take after staying too much time under the water.

It would have been ridiculous to think that after everything that happened to him in the last month he would stop having nightmares after just one night, but it's okay, because you know that he can get through it, and that you won't leave him to deal with this alone.

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Hope you enjoyed, recommendations, suggestions and requests are always welcome and open! <3

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[ivys-garden]

Hivy, I'm Ivy, and it's time for..

Life Series Alliance Analysis Session Recap:

Scars Snail cam is the best thing to happen this season.

Yes, another week means another session of Wild Life and damn did this one live up to the name. This session's Wild Card was the Infamous immortal snail, an idea originating from a meme that asked if you would press a button to get one million dollars if it meant an unkillable Snail would Chase you and if it ever touched you, you'd die.

This session's snails were far more dangerous though, resulting in far more carnage and downright Junji Ito-Esk descriptions of the incredibly ominous snails. On session 3 there are already 3 reds on the server and, had Grian not called end of session early, we would have had a first player out. So much happened and yet no progress was made, let's see what the teams were up to.

Also, 34 DEATHS WHAT THE FU

The Fast And The Furious (Gem & Joel)

I'm not calling them the family. That name is already taken. And is also lame.

The dynamic duo start the session by immediately forgetting they're supposed to be trying to shake their Villainous reputation by vowing to convince everyone to kill Pearl & Impulse, an incredibly stupid plot for many reasons:

1.Everyone they convince sucks at they're job

2. By gems own admission, Impulse barely did anything to her

3.joel literally forgot about this, since it wasn't important

4. Pearl literally did nothing to her, she was just they're as Impulse was having a rake in there chest (no the poisoning doesn't count, Pearl would do that to anyone)

5. If Pearl is to be punished for just being in the area, then why aren't Cleo & Scott also punished?

6. Gem and Impulse have no interactions this session

7. Pearl and Impulse STILL don't realise Gem hates them

8. Gem repeatedly calls what she's doing “Social Deduction”... no.

Gem actually has a lot in common with Impulse, they're both being extremely ruthless for no reason (if these two become thr final two and there isn't an AMV of there journey through teh season set to Ruthlessness from Epic I will literally eat snow.)

How will this saga end? Idk but it's very funny. keep it up.

Apart from that Gem built a wall, befriended her Snail and neither died. Well done!

(Sidenote about the Gem-Impulse beef, people forget this since he hasn't mentioned it yet but Joel makes it his mission to kill Scott every season. These teams would still be against each other regardless of what Impulse did, which is also very funny)

The Final Girls - (Pearl, Scott, Cleo, Impulse & Bigb)

Oh Deer. That's a lot of deaths very early for the faverouites to win

So to start, Impulse’s Creeper farm is a bust and likely will never be seen again. Whoopsie.

The team also decided to move a smidge closer to everyone else. Due to the snails no substantial progress could be made on this endeavour from most of the team tho, luckily Pearl (after dying to her snail, immediately proving herself as the teams crash test dummy again) was able to get a grip on her snail and get the build started, unfortunately as Pearl is building it is almost certainly going to become a tower…. Oh Pearl also died again building it. What's up with her this season?

Moving on to the perpetual drama that I'd this team’s dynamic, where once again we see the contrast between how Tumblr acts like this team is and how they actually are, with everyone just having a grand old chill time joking around and petting dogs. Crazy to think that a team made of these 5 goober would actually ENJOY when they're teammates cause chaos, Hmm?

A lot of this team's session is actually spent apart, meaning that there isn't much to talk about with them. But Pearl is on Yellow now, meaning she is definitely killing someone next session (an action the whole team is one board with btw). Once again proving herself as the attack dog of the life Series, she asks the team who to hurt. Impulse tries to convince her to attack Ren for killing him, but Pearl shoots this down, once again proving that she is NOT ruthless like impulse. Remember everyone, Pearl might be a little chaos gremlin but she does need a reason to kill or she won't do it. She isn't actually just a murder machine like in double life

That's the funny thing about double life actually. Pearl has moved in from the tower, its everyone else who is stuck in it.

Anyway, grian has a big ol target on his back, we'll see how that Pan's out next week.

Oh also SNAIL RACE HELL YEAH MOTHER FU

The Bam-Boozelers (Scar, Lizzie & Jimmy)

Lizzie thinks snails are arthropods.

Remember when I said Jimmy was the only confident one on this team? Well I guess he didn't have the confidence brain cell this week because he died. He died so much. The entire session for these guys is pretty much just trying to save Jimmy.

This doesn't go very well at all. Jimmy is able to get one life back through a deal with Ren, but all other attempts to intentionally kill someone fall flatter than Scar in session one. At least he does take initiative and blow up Joel's Hidious-Horrible-No-Good-Mobile. Great work big man!

Aslo, Jimmy admitted to being the harvester of the end! The canary curse isn't dying g first it's dying RIGHT before the Finale! That's Canon! I was right! VINDICATION!

The Tuff Guys (Bdubs, Etho & Tango)

Word of advice, if you need to constantly say your tough, your not.

Somehow despite making literally negative progress, this team still managed to do a lot. Bdubs immediately starts the episode with some light gaslighting on account of being bdubs. After this it is decided he must “do something tuff” and so he is sent to go mess with the Bam-Boozelers.

Keeping up with tuff guy tradition, bdubs doesn't do anything. Instead he enlists the Bam Gang to help him make up a story about how totally bad and evil he is. Bdubs is also allowed to come stay with them when the tuff guys inevitably fall apart. An offer bdubs is willing to accept even after Jimmy & Scar get him killed.

In other tuff news, Etho is desperate to prove that he is super tuff and shows up to kill the Bam-Boozelers cows…while they're away meaning he did not have to display any tuffness. He literally just needed to be in and out before they got back. He also takes a second shot at the final girls at gem's request again, and like the first time it goes horribly. The first time he gets distracted by the snail dance party (who wouldn't) and when he remembers what he actually set out to do, the most tuff then he can think of is empty threats and mild littering. C- for effort.

And then there's poor unfortunate Tango, not only does he go to red this session but he also loses his house after being blamed for the cow deaths etho caused. Oh but don't worry he got revenge on scar… in a way that was easily repairable and did no actual damage apart from massively lowering his own reputation.

That is the great tuffness of the tuff guys everybody! They're failing at everything and getting overly stressed about shelled gastropods!

The Spanners (Grian, Mumbo & Skizz)

Grian seemed to think this card would be easy, and I geuss it is if you k ow what to expect and have one of your mates Snail watching you all episode.

Now, Skizz, majestic failure that he is, went yellow super quickly and so the entire session is spent trying to save his but in a multitude of ways, all of which skizz manages to fail at spectacularly. Grian does manage to save Ren from Yellow for about ten minutes and at the cost of any chance he had of Impulse not killing him.

Eventually skizz gave up on all the compilated plots and just wacked Lizzie until she died.

He then immediately got killed again God damn it skizz.

OK so skizz massively lowered they're reputation with the Bam-Boozelers for nothing AND Impulse's revenge meter is full and his team won't hold him back anymore AND I think Martyn might still be peeved at the Enchanter situation AND Tango probably still wants to kill them AND despite what grian says Gem and Joel don't seem to care about them beyond nudging them to kill Impulse so yeah these 3 are super dead, I give them like a session until one of them drops.

P.S Mumbo calls the Snail meme a “thought experment” and I found that very funny and I think you should too.

Also apparently Jimmy and Grian debate what to do about the snail all the time??

Renwood (Martyn & Ren)

There will be a live Snail reaction meme over yaoi of these two I just now it.

Fallowing they're arc of being nice this season, Renwood goes on a great friend finding journey, allying with Gem & Joel on the condition of totally being super mean to Impulse promise and forming a friends to the end Pack with Jimmy at the cost of a spare life.

Ren probably regrets that particular pact as, while trying to perform a great horse search, he loses a life. And another. And so he must kill, allying temporarily with the Spanners to get a kill on Impulse, something that he immediately regrets, proving he is less of a Rottwiler and More of a Labby. Luckily for ren he avoids Impulse's revenge list for now on account of apologising, getting instant Karma for it and the other final girls desperately holding Impulse back.

Martyn on the other hand has a far better time, gallivanting I'm the Nether with etho for potions (he died doing that but shhh), organising the great Snail dance party and joining up with fellow Chaos Gremlins Pearl and Impulse to have some fun with snails and tnt.

With potions in hand the Renwood duo and Etho got up to all sorts of mischief, turning ren invisible and making Scar's Snail invisible, resulting in him almost dying twice and being out of the series…oopsie.

Also Martyn sucks at explaining the Snail meme and thinks the all spice guy and kool aid man are the same person.

Predictions?

With more information comes the first Predictions from me.

●Someone goes out and soon. Probably Skizz or Scar. Jimmy will survive tho, after all the canary curse means he's the harbinger of the end of the series… though with how it's going, next session very well could be the end of the series.

●Grian Is getting murked next session, probably by Pearl.

● The tuff guys will fall apart. Bdubs will buy with the Bam-Boozelers, Etho with Gem and Joel and Tango will be left scrabbling for someone to team up with.

● Joel will try to get revenge on Jim for blowing up the car and will fail

● Etho will continue to look like a total loser

● One of the people yet to die loses a life next session.

So uh yeah. I'm gonna go lie down for until next week.

Until then I've been Ivy, and this has been… whatever this was.

[fountainpenguin]

"I'm not the kind of girl to get messed up with you- Hello! ... You're all right, but I'm here, darling, to enjoy the party..." (x)

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New Dog's Life chapter today! ~ 3rd Life series fan-season

Chapter 31 - “Flame (Etho, Skizz, Pearl)”

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Scar files a microaggression complaint with the HALO team. Pearl helps Scott settle in while he recovers from glitchy code. They have a spat that's not about a sticker.

Meanwhile, SnifferMyFeet and Etho separate their souls… and start an honest talk about Sniff's identity as Sniff, not Joel. It was needed. It's for the best.

(First 900 words under the cut)

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Etho - Fox

Status: Resting

Self-taught programmer, full-time hero

💙  💙  💙

He gets it now.

It's like ice in your water. It's like marshmallows in your cocoa. It's like wind beneath your wings. The final week before he's due back in Between (reluctantly, but definitely due), Etho flops on his bed and sprawls his arms to either side. Is he giddy? He doesn't mean to be, but this feels…

… Oh, it's a game-changer. Which is exactly what he texts Cleo after scooping up his admin panel. They won't see it if they've left their private server, and since Session 2 of Dog's Life could be starting any day now, there's no telling how long that may take.

Etho: hey so Etho: remember after limlife 4 or 5 when we talked about burnout?

Grocery shopping. For a family dinner- he and Cleo both made one (like a peace offering) in a way that wasn't really flirty married life roleplay, but more like… regular, everyday person roleplay. Did all their shopping together so they wouldn't cook the same thing. Call it 'date night' if you want; he walked her home and there might've been a little 'dramatic logout' roleplay in there. We don't… We don't need to go into detail about it.

To some people that's romantic and to some it's completely gross. Not really sure why… It's a natural process, isn't it? Soul-eaters can't help being what they are, and you may as well snap at endermen hybrids for struggling with eye contact or shame unthreaded players if they expose their glitches instead of keeping them covered up. This world's too big and life too long for arguing. Do you really want to make enemies and be rude to people who are going to carry the echo of your words for the rest of their lives?

Lend a helping hand. Extend a little kindness. Be polite. Respond to the hurt. Try not to avoid responsibility when others are counting on your strength. Sit with the injured, even when the night is cold. They're simple goals, but so easily forgotten these days.

Etho: I think you said if I felt stuck then I should break my routine for a while

Nothing happens for several minutes. Etho rotates words without meaning through his head, then types out something else.

Etho: you were right. I get now why you go on adventures with Martyn. Why you let him and no one else log you out all the time. Thanks for the advice. Let me know next time you need a favor. Rating this cycle 10 of 10 and I owe you big xD

He takes a long, guilt-free nap in his cushioned bed. Catching up on block updates and videos really drains a guy (especially this close to the end of the Hermitcraft season, not to mention Vault Hunters and a Life series on top of it), but he spent all morning prepping the bed and it's already providing every agonizing tick of its worth. Two hours later, he's stirred awake by a buzz on the admin panel.

ZombieCleo: yay! So glad that worked for you <3 I want to hear all about it. Maybe in a couple weekends you can watch MCC with me and the kids + Martyn? If we catch a minute alone, I can recommend more stuff you might be into ;)

The kids refers to Bdubs and Scar, who skated through Limited Life like energetic teenagers spreading their wings. It's goofy, it's endearing, and Cleo's got her roleplay voice on because she knows it makes him snort. His tail gives a twitch as he tries to keep a smirk from creeping out behind his mask.

Martyn, huh? he muses, but doesn't say that. Cleo circles between lovers, friends, and exes like a pollinating bee.

Etho: whoaaaa Etho: inviting a fox? that's dangerous! ZombieCleo: nose out of your tail, fur boy Etho: dibs on Martyn, I see ZombieCleo: If you're serious about returning the favor, Martyn says Rhetoric's down here and this might be our best chance at smash and grabbing from your mum's museum Etho: Hm… ZombieCleo: I mean, you did leave my eggshell when you rescued Grian and that other soul

Yeah- it looked distressed. Now Sniff's down here. He can actually talk now when he couldn't before. Honestly, not the worst decision he could've made.

If anyone's going to try getting into the Fox Dragon's museum, a fox has the best chance of doing so. It's kept separate from the nesting cave where souls respawn, but even the deadliest traps won't keep foxes out since they'll just respawn. Unless they're traps that can't be dodged even with careful planning, or some sort of system that short-circuits code. The phantom roost is nearby, right? Frankly, phantoms are excellent trackers, they can fly, and they're probably the fastest of all non-swimming hybrids, so a phantom alone provides great security as-is.

Etho: I'll think about it. Not tonight, though. Full moon fox face isn't for me. Also if there are raiders there then that's probably the worst time to show up ZombieCleo: Fair ZombieCleo: I can think of something else, but if you ever get the chance, I want it back Etho: duly noted ✌️ ZombieCleo: btw say hi to Scar and Bdubs when you see them. They've been cracking nonstop jokes since you disappeared. One can only imagine they're attempting humor to bury immense throes of pain Etho: D:

[Full chapter on AO3 - Link at top]

[twdmusicboxmystery]

Intersection of the WB Coda and 18 Miles Out From @wdway (Part 1)

@wdway

I mentioned before how I thought it was funny how tptb have down played the variant walkers in Daryls spin-off. They've mentioned them but they have spent most of the time emphasising Paris, Castles, romantic settings, piecing memories together.

Last week when I again saw the shots of Daryl upset, the setting reminded me for some reason of the TWB coda particularly the windows in the background so I decided to go check the coda out again.

In comparing the two settings I do not think that it's the same place. But I thought would took this opportunity to really look at the coda again. I did not rewatch the episode at all I went straight to the coda. I was on AMC+ and when I hit pause the name of the episode popped up alone with the season and episode number. S2e10 The Last Light. And that's when I initially fell into the rabbit hole.

TWD s2e10 was,18 Miles Out. Written by Glenn Mazzara and Scott Gimple.

The episode had basically two story lines, one was Rick dealing with Shane and Randall and the other was Beth who tried to commit suicide but decided she wanted to live.

My thought was, could this be some freak accident, coincidence this TWB final series episode with a coda that will lead into a entirely new arc for TWDU shares the same season and episode number of the duel storylines of Rick and Beth? I think not!

So many other things contributed to me not believing it was an coincidence. Scott Gimple who co-wrote 18 Miles Out now oversees the entire TV TWDU.

Gimple along with Matthew Negrete, a previous TWD writer are the creators of TWB. Matthew Negrete was also the showrunner of TWB series. They would have been the ones ultimately who decided on how many seasons and how many episodes per season.

It's hard for me to believe that the significance of s2e10 would be lost on them especially as I fell deeper into this rabbit hole and entered multiple long side tunnels. You see the first side tunnel revealed that the writer of s2e10 The Last Light was in fact Matthew Negrete.

In watching or re-watching the coda there was something about it that I can't really explain that made me think of Beth reading her journal entry at the beginning of Inmates. I will go into the comparisons between the dialogue in The Last Light and Inmates along with some of the dialog during the fight scene in the episode Still in depth later on, a very separate long side tunnel.

When I went to check out Beth's journal in s4e10 Inmates (yes, it's also an episode 10) I was shocked (in a good way) to realize that the writers were Matthew Negrete and Channing Powell, who was the showrunner for Tales of the Dead. I felt vindicated in comparing the TLL coda and Inmates journal since Matthew Negrete wrote both episodes.

I was hit hard with the realization of how very purposely planned it all is by Gimple. Remember how in 18 Miles Out, the two main story lines were divided between Rick and Beth. Well, the episode before Inmates was After, the story of what happened to Rick after the prison fell and the next episode began with Beth.

This light bulb moment made me want to look and see what else Matthew Negrete had written for TWD or to clarify what episodes the then showrunner and later overseer Scott Gimple assigned him to write.

Get ready for several OMG! moments in this list. To make it easier though I'm going to abbreviate certain names because he co-wrote several episodes. Matthew Negrete MN, Channing Powell CP, Scott Gimple SG, Angela Kang AK.

MN became as a TWD writer in season 4.

E4 Indifference MN

E10 Inmates MN & CP

Season 5

E4 Slabtown, MN & CP

E6 Consume, MN & Corey Reed

E14 Spend, MN

Season 6

E1 First Time Again, SG & MN

E8 Start to Finish, MN

E11 Knots Untie, MN & CP

E14 Twice As Far, MN

E16 Last Day On Earth SG-MN

Season 7

E2 The Well, MN

E8 Hearts Still Beating MN-CP

E12 Say Yes, MN

E16 The First Day Of The Rest Of Your Life, SG & MN

Season 8

E2 Damed and E3 Monsters, MN & CP

E7 Time for After, MN & Corey Reed

E8 Honor, MN & CP

E13 Do Not Send Us Astray AK & MN

E16 Wrath, SG & AK &MN

Season 9

E5 What Comes After, SG-MN

E11 Bounty, MN

E16 The Storm, AK & MN

23 episodes.

In watching the Daryl and Beth segment of Inmates I realized they were setting up symbols to represent Beth. For that matter they did that in all of the Beth episodes starting with Inmates through Coda and then as seasons went on those symbols became moments of connection to Beth. In Inmates we saw focus on Beth boots as she ran. We saw the sunshine almost wash her image out it was so bright connecting her with light. We heard many times how Daryl thought of Beth as an image of light in darkness.

There were rabbits, a green journal, the exchange of a knife between Daryl and Beth, Daryl giving her his black and white bandanna an image from that exchange showed up years later in the form of a portrait that hung on the wall at Hilltop.

She made the search for children her mission before she saw the remains of a single shoe.

The railroad tracks a very important part of a story arc that began in season 4 and went all the way through the series ending in s11. The railroad tracks that we never actually saw Beth on belong to every all the members of Team family except for Beth.

The last image of Beth and Daryl in Inmates is a fire between the two an symbol belonging to both Beth and Daryl.

We saw Beth strike the match that burned down the shack in e12 Still and we saw Daryl many times through the seasons as a fire symbol that always took it back to Beth. The pond on fire at Alexandria. We have seen countless fire explosions through the seasons by Daryl but it all began in s4.

I have a couple of more symbol connections of Beth's from after the prison through the episode Coda.

We saw in Inmates and also in Still Beth wearing Daryl's knife in s5e10 we saw the fulfillment of the symbol when Carol gave Daryl Beth's knife which he wore for a few seasons until it also disappeared. Norman has told us that Daryl still has it, the knife still exist it is just out of sight. Just like Beth.

In Consume the episode where Carol and Daryl search for Beth we see Daryl with a Godly female statue and we know that this symbol will be fulfilled in Daryl's spin-off.

The last one I want to show you hasn't truly been fulfilled yet but it hopefully will be soon.

To Be Continued...

[totaltism]

Emma and Chase is weird because he literally put her in physical danger, laughed about it, refused to apologise, harassed her into taking him back, then still refused to apologise for what he did and expected her to want him back while constantly asking her out despite her not wanting to date him and rejecting him very clearly

Cody and Sierra is weird because Sierra assaulted him on several occasions, harnessed him, stalked him, and was overall just a huge creep who refused to listen to any boundaries he or anyone else tried to set.

These are WILDLY different than what Scott did, and most people from what I've seen just enjoyed their rivalry and build up, sure it's not good what happened between them by any means but it's nowhere near the level of the other two, and it's something you can easily and realistically write them getting past if you wanted to, especially since their whole rivalry was dropped in season 5 and never mentioned again, whereas with the others it's a major part of their character and is present throughout (or will be, it's kinda obvious we're gonna see more of Emma and Chase acting the same next season)

Personally I don't think you can really say 'oh the line is here' because everyone has different views and opinions, but I wouldn't consider ships between any two enemies as 'proship', whereas when it comes to the two relationships mentioned in the post there are a lot of concerning factors like the harassment and such, and for Emma and Chase especially its slightly different since they were together and he was treating her like that, and imo it does display those unhealthy teen relationships where one person will constantly go back to their ex because they think they've changed and they haven't, it's clearly not intended to portray a good relationship at all, instead the opposite and showing that "this isn't a normal thing you shouldn't do this and he hasn't changed at all." And with Cody and Sierra it's clearly depicting an obsessive stalker fan, and for very obvious reasons nobody should be dating their own obsessive fan especially when it's to as strong of a degree as it is with her.

This is just my opinion, but in short I wouldn't call ships between two characters who dislike eachother or are rivals/enemies 'proship', but I would say characters in the show who are clearly meant to be depicting very unhealthy and dangerous relationships are proship, especially when things like harassment.

Additionally alot of the rivals/enemies/etc are only like that because of the nature of the game, they probably wouldn't be doing any of this otherwise, whereas the dangerous relationships would still be the same, especially Chase and Emma as they did date before the game and their relationship was horrible, or Cody and Sierra as she did start all her obsessing before joining Total Drama and just being around him made it worse

I need ANY of you to answer this for me!! I FEEL LIKE IM GOING MAD!? I'm horrible with social cues and NEED a definite line of what's okay and what's not.

Scike shippers and anti's.

If scike were to be okay despite the "Scott ablest problem" then where is the line of problematic ships???

If that's okay then is emma x chase OKAY?? or cody x sierra romantically OKAY?????

IS ABUSIVE RELATIONSHIPS OKAY IF THERES NO PROSHIP STUFF?? WHAT COUNTS AS PROSHIP??

HELP ME MY BRAIN WONT TURN OFF

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[mrsstruggle]

The Lost Child - Chapter 9 // Teen Wolf x Marvel AU

Summary: Y/N Stark was taken from her family when she was three years old. It's fifteen years later and her family believes she is dead. Then how is she living in Beacon Hills?

Warnings: Language, Mentions of Injury, Mentions of Being Attacked, Car Wreck, Mentions of Being Kidnapped, Mentions of Being Experimented on, Mentions of an Inappropriate Relationship Between an Adult and a Minor, Mentions of Murder, Possible Grammar Mistakes (please let me know if there is any more)

Pairings: Derek Hale x Reader, Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes, Bruce Banner x Natasha Romanoff, Vision x Wanda Maximoff, & More To Come

Previous Pairings: Tony Stark x Pepper Potts, Scott McCall x Allison Argent

Words: 2.2k

Note: I am posting new chapters every 2-3 days! I am trying to get on a consistent schedule, but I'm doing a horrible job of that! I'm sorry for the late post, but parts of my exhaust were stolen from my car Friday so I've been dealing with that.

Additional Note: While this is a Teen Wolf x Marvel AU, not everything is true to the shows/movies/comics. I had to change things for the story. This also loosely follows Teen Wolf Season 4.

One Last Note: Y/N was adopted by Tony Stark and Pepper Potts. I did this so that more people can see themselves in this story.

***I do not own Teen Wolf or Marvel or any related characters. This is a work of fanfiction and is meant for entertainment only.***

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"Who knows?" Steve looks up to stare at Fury.

Everyone was now sitting around the living room while Fury and Maria stood in front of them. So many questions and emotions were running through their minds.

Maria shares a look with Fury, "We are the only ones who know. We made the decision we thought would be the best for the team."

"Best for the team," Bucky scoffs under his breath.

"Barnes..." Fury trails off, not knowing what to say.

"You thought that telling us that Y/N was dead would be best for the team?!" Bucky exclaims, his metal arm clenching into a fist, "Was it really best for the team, or was it best for you?!"

"It was what was best for everyone." Maria tries to explain.

"Telling me my daughter was dead was what was best for everyone?" Tony asks in disbelief.

"We did wha–" Fury starts before Tony cuts him off.

"What about me?! What about Y/N?! We could've found her years ago!"

"How do you know that this nurse girl is your daughter?" Maria asks, glancing around the room at everyone's faces, "All you've shown us is a picture of her holding a bear and she happens to have the same name. How do you know for certain that she's Y/N?"

"We don't." Steve answers for Tony, "But we're going to find out. We'll find her and we'll run some tests. We will figure this out."

"What about the girl?" Fury asks.

"What do you mean?"

"What if she isn't Tony's daughter? What if she is? You said she spoke about a brother, right?" Steve nods his head in response, "She was taken from you when she was three and she was taken from Hydra when she was four. How long has she lived with the family she has now? Peter might be her brother but according to her, she has a different one. How is she going to feel when you uproot her entire life? You said she doesn't recognize you, so how do you think the little reunion will go? Do you expect her to leave everything she has here behind and move back home with you? Do you expect her to be the same girl who wanted to be Thor when she grew up or who always had to go to Barnes when she had nightmares because she swore his metal arm scared them off?"

They know in the back of their minds that he's right. They know that if she is their Y/N she will not be the same girl they remember. They don't know what she's been through, and she doesn't seem to know them at all.

"We can't just let it go. If she's not Y/N, then she's not Y/N. But what if she is? She deserves to know her family." Natasha explains.

"What about the family she has now?" Maria questions.

"Look, we aren't going to make any decisions until we know for sure. Right?" Bruce looks to the rest of the Avengers.

Multiple scenarios were running through Tony's head. What if it's not Y/N? What if it is? Would she go back home with them? Would he move here to be closer to her? Does she really not remember them?

"You said they kept files and videos of her." Tony rubs his hands together in a nervous fashion, "I want to see them."

"No, you don't," Fury responds sternly.

"Yes, I do. That's my daughter and I deserve to know what they did to her."

"I will give you the files, but I am not giving you those videos."

"Why not?" Tony stands up in anger, "It's my daughter on those tapes."

"That's exactly why you don't get to see them." Maria tries to explain to him, "That's your daughter on those tapes and you should never see her like that."

"I'll watch them," Sam speaks up. "She's right, Tony. You don't want to see that. There's no way in hell Bucky, Nat, or Wanda are watching them. Steve, you aren't watching them. Neither is Thor. I'm the best person to watch them. I know it will be hard, but I can do it."

"Go get the files from the jet," Fury tells Maria before turning to Sam, "The others can stay here and read her files. You, follow me."

"How do we tell Peter?" Wanda asks.

Tony looks around at everyone in the room, "We don't. Not until we know that she's actually Y/N."

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"So, Peter," Stiles and Peter are awkwardly sitting on the couch in Y/N and Derek's apartment, "why are you here in Beacon Hills."

"We're here on, um, vacation," Peter is nervously looking over to Derek who's standing in the doorway of the kitchen staring at him. He’s now wearing an old shirt that Stiles accidentally left in Y/N’s and Derek’s apartment.

"I'm sorry but I have to ask. How did you save Y/N's life?" Lydia asks from her spot on the armchair.

"Well, she was getting shot at and I helped her take down the hunters."

"You clearly didn't do a great job," Stiles mumbles under his breath.

"What does that mean?" Derek questions Stiles.

"It means Spider-boy over here must have forgot about one because Y/N still got shot in the leg and almost died," Stiles responds, slightly glaring at Peter.

Derek growls lowly and flashes his red eyes at Peter. His claws are digging into the palms of his hands. He never loses control like this but hates it when people hurt his girlfriend. If it was up to him, they'd move out to the middle of nowhere so no one could ever find them or hurt them. He's brought that up to Y/N before, but she cares too much about everyone else to just up and leave them.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Peter yelps, silently wishing he could somehow blend into the couch.

"Don't be scared of Derek. He's all bark and no bite." Lydia smirks back at Derek.

"She's right," Stiles agrees with Lydia, "He's constantly threatening to rip my throat out, and yet it is still perfectly intact."

Derek rolls his eyes, "I should've just killed you and Scott the first time you trespassed onto my property."

"You were the creep that was living out of your old, burnt-down home and scaring people in the woods by being yourself."

"That's your house in the woods?" Peter asks Derek.

"What were you doing at my house?" Derek takes a step towards Peter.

"I, um, I..." Peter would never admit it, but Derek completely terrified him.

"I was parked out by your house." Y/N stated, coming downstairs in a new set of clothes and freshly showered, "I always park over there when I go for a run."

As Y/N walks over to Derek, the loft door swings open. Peter Hale walks into the apartment with an ax in his chest.

"You really need better security in this building," Peter states, wincing as he flops down next to Stiles on the couch.

"Peter, what an unpleasant surprise," Y/N sighs, rolling her eyes at the sight of him.

"Do you mind not getting blood on my couch?" Derek asks.

"Don't you want to ask me if I'm okay or what happened?" Peter rolls his eyes at his nephew.

"What happened, Peter? Who did you piss off this time?" Y/N asks him, walking closer to examine the ax.

"There was some mouthless guy in the parking lot who threw this ax at me," Peter waves to the ax in his chest, "He told me that Derek's next."

"If he's mouthless, how did he tell you Derek's next?" Stiles questions.

Peter pulls a little communicator out of his back pocket, "I was able to get this off of him when he tried to finish the job."

"Okay, Der, you deal with your uncle," Y/N states, grabbing the Camaro keys and her purse, "I'm going to take the other Peter home and then take Stiles back to his jeep. I will be back home after that."

She gives him a quick kiss goodbye before exiting the loft with Stiles and Peter Parker following her.

"So, who was that guy?" Peter asks when they get to the elevator.

"That's Peter." Stiles informs him, "He's Derek's psychotic uncle."

"Why do you say that?"

"The burnt-down house I was parked in front of was the Hale house. It's where the Hale pack lived. Derek and Peter are Hales by the way." Y/N tells Peter, getting off the elevator and walking towards the Camaro, "Anyways, Derek was dating this pedophile of a hunter, or more like she was taking advantage of him due to his age and emotional state. She then burnt down his house and killed almost everyone inside. The only people to survive were his uncle and two of his sisters. His uncle then went on a rampage and killed everyone who was involved in the fire or tried to hide the fact that it was murder."

"Actually, he thought he killed everyone. Kate kinda survived his claws ripping through her throat." Stiles adds.

"How did she survive that?" Peter asks.

"Even though it's rare, if an alpha scratches you deep enough, you could become one yourself." Y/N pulls out of the parking lot after Peter types in the lake house address in the GPS.

"So, he's an alpha?"

"He used to be." Stiles states, "He became an alpha after he killed his niece. Then Derek killed him and now he's an alpha. That's why his eyes are red."

"That seems like a messed-up family," Peter mumbles awkwardly.

"Like you're one to talk," Stiles snorts under his breath.

"I heard that." Peter glares at Stiles as he pretends he doesn't know what Peter's talking about, "So if he isn't an alpha, what is he now?"

"Beta," Y/N replies.

"What's the girl that was hearing voices in her head?"

"She's a banshee."

"What does that mean?"

"It means do your own research. We aren't telling you everything." Stiles interjects into the conversation, "If you aren't going to be honest with us, why should we be honest with you?"

"I just saved her life!" Peter waves his hands over to Y/N.

"I'm sure she saved your ass first."

"Boys, can you just shut up?" Y/N sighs, slowing down to stop at the red light, "None of this matters. I'm going to drop Peter off and we are going to forget this day ever happened. Peter, you saved my life and you seem great, but this is our world and I don't want you to get mixed up in it. I know you deal with a lot of dangerous people so I'm not going to let you deal with our dangerous people. Stiles, he's just asking questions and I'm about to drop him off, and then we will probably never see him again."

"What if I wanted to see you again?" Peter mumbles from the passenger seat.

"Like I said, you saved my life and all, but I have my own issues and I have to work most days because the hospital is understaffed. I'm also sure that your family would love to spend time with you since you are here on vacation with them."

"Fine." Peter sighs in defeat, "But your world is so much more interesting than mine."

"I highly doubt that." Stiles mumbles under his breath, noticing they are the only ones at the light.

As the light turns green, Y/N slowly starts to drive through the light when a large SUV strikes the Camaro on the driver's side. The Camaro slides off-road and tumbles into a ditch. It felt like minutes before the car stopped rolling. It’s now upside down and pinned against a tree.

"What the fuck was that?" Stiles groans in pain in the backseat.

"Someone ran the light," Peter responds, holding his chest in pain from where the seatbelt dug into it.

"No fucking shit!" Y/N exclaims.

They hear doors slamming shut and the sound of boots walking toward them. Peter tries to open the passenger door, but the tree doesn't allow him to.

"My door won't open. The tree is blocking it," He continues to try and get it open.

Y/N unbuckles herself from her seat and falls face-first into the steering wheel. She groans in pain and clutches her nose as she moves into a position to kick through the front windshield. With one hard kick, the remainder of the windshield flies off. She gets cut by some of the glass as she climbs out of the Camaro.

"Stiles, get down in case they start shooting at us!" Y/N yells at him as she helps Peter out of the car.

As Peter shakes off some of the glass, several guns and lights are pointed at him and Y/N. They both get ready to fight before they are shot with tranquilizer darts. Peter falls to the ground as Y/N starts to sway.

A blurry figure walks closer to her, "Shadow Wolf, we finally found you."

Y/N falls to the ground next to Peter. The blurry figure bends down next to them both with a grin on his face.

As he looks over the two of them, Peter notices the red symbol on the man's jacket, "Hydra."

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[memryse]

many thoughts about Scar in Last Life

We all know Scar is one of the standouts of Last Life; he’s always been one of the key players ever since 3rd Life, driving conflicts and shaping the course of the server. His chaotic nature lends itself perfectly to 3rd/Last Life, and he seems to have only refined it in the hiatus between seasons.

In 3rd Life, Scar was more of a subjective villain. From his own perspective and Grian’s perspective, he wasn’t scary at all! The two of them were just having fun and causing problems – sure, they threatened people, but their dumb antics together made them just feel like two friends messing around; their POV was lighthearted until the final session, really. From other perspectives, however (particularly Dogwarts’ POVs), that was not how the two of them came across. They felt malicious, scary in how casually they approached such a bloodthirsty game. They’d laugh as they took lives, showing no care for anybody but themselves – they’d betray their allies in a heartbeat without an ounce of remorse, and the rest of the players knew it. Scar wasn’t someone to fear from his own POV.

Since Last Life began, however, Scar has become very openly malicious. Even watching his own POV, it’s hard to see him as anything but a villain – his own comment section is full of people commenting on how scary he suddenly seems. I want to expand on some of these villainous moments, because holy fuck, Scar.

In session 1, Scar is certainly a prominent figure, but we mostly get to see his classic silly Scar antics. Sure, he plans on “selling souls”, but it feels like the equivalent of his reputation points in S1. We still don’t get the sense of him going full villain arc yet. He allies with Joel and commits a crime, and we all expect another lighthearted Scar scam which definitely does not go to plan.

And that is what happened… sort of. He’s immediately caught by Scott and Pearl, etc etc etc. The two of them cheerfully agree a scheme to try and kill Jimmy, but that casual discussion of murder is as bad as they get.

Session 2, Scar is chosen as one of the two boogeymen, alongside Joel.

Things go decidedly not to plan immediately. The two of them had agreed last session to try and kill Jimmy, and were supposed to be trusting enough to tell each other if they’re the boogeyman – and yet what does Scar do? Immediately try and push Joel into lava. He’d betray Joel without a second thought – already a contrast to 3rdLife, where upon turning red Scar threw flowers at Grian and asked if they could still be friends. He doesn’t succeed, of course, and Scar and Joel realise they’re both boogeymen, before parting ways.

Scar heads to the nether, where he immediately decides to deceive Etho and Bdubs into thinking he’s weak and has no food, so that he can get close to them nonthreateningly or something. I’ll talk about this more later, but here we get to see what a good liar Scar actually is. People want to assume that he’s all bark and no bite, that he’s a schemer who poses no real threat – when Scar plays into this, he can be reallyconvincing.

The next big moment I want to talk about is, of course, Joel’s trap. The first thing to comment on here is that Scar cries “Joel, are you trying to kill your best buddy?!”, and I can’t work out whether this is Scar acting to diffuse suspicion, or genuine surprise that he’d pull the trap when Scar was right there, but either way it definitely has the former effect. None of the Southlanders suspect Scar in the slightest. Until Scar murders Mumbo in a matter of seconds.

What’s really horrifying about this is that Scar had been begging Mumbo to ally with him just last session. And yet here… not only does he go for Mumbo without hesitation, his reaction afterwards is downright chilling. He just laughs, and tells the others “Welcome to Magical Mountain!” – it’s really quite like a movie villain in how little he seems to care. He doesn’t actually say a word about killing Mumbo; again, despite having desperately wanted to ally with him. To Scar, this was nothing more than an opportunity. Or maybe it’s all a show to him. Maybe it’s both. Scar doesn’t actually care about winning this game – to him, it’s more fun to put on as good a show as possible, and drag as many people down with him as possible (which is definitely a “cc!Scar being a good entertainer” thing, but it translates very well into being a LL!Scar character trait too).

He then hands Joel some supplies, and with the exact same level of nonchalance, tells him to go burn Scott and Pearl’s house down. I’m… getting the sense he enjoyed burning down Etho’s castle in 3rdLife.

Not much of note happens during his subsequent conversation with the Southlanders beyond him failing an initiation spectacularly – after this, he heads back to Joel. They chat from opposite ends of a broken bridge, which is quite a poetic scene honestly, representing the gap between their lives, the destruction of their alliance, etc. I’m just here to talk about Scar’s villainous moments, though, so let me point out one specific line from this conversation.

“I did avenge you, to be fair - Mumbo, I burned him to death, which was enjoyable. I heard him cry, so it was- yeah, that was a thing.”

Just… what the fuck, Scar? What? I know he tried to push the “red lives are psychopathic and feel nothing except a small sense of happiness when people die” in 3rd Life, but this was definitely a lie or at least an exaggeration, because 3l!Scar definitely had a much wider range of emotions than that. Either way, here he doesn’t even have the excuse of being a red life; this is just active malice, pure and simple. Bdubs had a similar level of pride in his boogeyman kill, but I never got the sense that he enjoyed it like Scar did.

Scar goes off to visit Scott and Pearl, and figure out whether they have the enchanting table or not. Note the emphasis on simply figuring it out, not actually getting the enchanting table. Here’s where I want to talk about Scar being a great liar: he fully convinces them into thinking that he was willing to trade lives for the enchanting table, and then he convinces them that he’s so desperate to get the table that he’ll lie about Joel burning their house down. The thing is, Scar had no intention of ever getting the table at that moment – he wasn’t going to trade lives for it to begin with. He’d try his luck at threatening them, but nothing more. He got exactly what he wanted out of that situation: proof. Meanwhile, Scott and Pearl were left believing they’d outwitted him, that they’d called his bluff and bullied him into leaving. They never saw his true intentions, never saw him as an actual threat. Scar is much smarter than people believe, which only makes him all the more threatening.

And finally, he goes on to prove this intelligence even further. He figures out that Scott and Pearl planned to trade for the enchanting table simply by seeing Scott ask Lizzie if she’s home in chat. He then goes to visit Lizzie, and she tells him she declined their offer. What’s notable about this scene is how much less belligerent Scar is than usual: he readily accepts what Lizzie says for once in his life and leaves without being too annoying about it. He later talks about lulling the others into a false sense of security, letting them think he’s not after the enchanting table anymore; that makes me think his visit to Lizzie was purely to confirm that the offer was even made, and he’s now certain that she accepted it. It’s not hard to work out, especially if he noticed her life count.

So, all in all, if you’re not scared of Scar in Last Life, you most definitely should be.

Did I forget to mention he’s currently tied for the highest life count on the server?

[rosesvioletshardy]

overtime win celebrations - mat barzal

okay this is very unedited because i lowkey rushed it and i know it’s bad. also this is very bad smut because i haven’t written it in a while and i tried to read others and my old ones to get some inspiration and try to make it at least accurate in a way idk

also a very happy birthday mat today 

(isles win today or else i’ll fly to new york and 🔪) (jk ,,, unless)

this was requested by @gigissports​ who gave me the idea of this fic when i said i wanted to write a fic but didn’t know what to write about or who to write about so thank you to her and i hope you like it

(also idk what that title is it’s the first thing that came to my mind)

(ps y’all should also follow her as well she’s an amazing person)

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warnings: mention of fights, SMUT (18+) (minors please don’t interact), fluff, little angst? (idk mat is a little upset so idk if that’d count as angst)

# of words: 1,941 (sorry it’s short i tried to make it somewhat longer but my brain decided to go into writer’s block so)

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It was all going well, up until it wasn’t. You knew that playoff hockey got even more intense than the regular season and meant that more injuries were prone to happen. Mat told you the night the Islanders got clinched that he wouldn’t try to get into many fights anymore or get anymore penalty minutes seeing that he’s their star and that the top player shouldn’t have that many penalty minutes. He managed to not get into any fights or get any penalties the first 4 games. You would’ve gone to the game but you decided to stay at yours and Mat’s apartment to watch the game due to being busy earlier in the day and Mat was completely fine with however you wanted to watch the game. The only thing he did request before he left was that you wore one of his jerseys that he wasn’t going to be wearing for good luck. As soon as you came home from work it was the first thing you did and you sent a picture to him to show him. You knew he wouldn’t answer right away but you saw that he read it. 

The game was going smoothly up until the second period where the penguins were leading by 3. You knew that the team was frustrated by the way they looked as the camera panned over to the bench and that they were trying their hardest. Mat’s line was now playing and you felt as if they were going to score during that period. It wasn’t until moments after Anthony’s goal where a fight broke out and Mat got into the middle of it. You couldn’t tell what happened but you stood up on your feet and became really concerned. It wasn’t until you saw him walk towards the locker room with one of the medics before they showed the reply. The rest of the game you couldn’t focus on and only worried that something would happen even later into the game. Mat had said he was fine but you knew that he wasn’t from when they showed him. 

The only good thing to come out of the game was the double overtime win and you knew it was going to be a while before Mat got home. You hadn’t really had anything for dinner because of it and could only eat crackers because your mind was only worried for Mat and Mat only. It wasn’t long before you fell asleep seeing how late it was. Mat on the other hand was exhausted as well and it was just from playing almost 5 rounds of hockey. A sigh escaped his mouth when he reached the front door and took out his keys only to find you sleeping on the couch wearing his white jersey. He smiled at the site before dropping his bag and taking his shoes off before walking over to you and crouching down in front of you. Mat took a moment to analyze the details of your face before he started to caress your face and wake you up. Your eyes began to flutter open as you saw him crouched down to your height 

“Hey baby” he whispered as you sat up making room for him

“Hi maty, sorry you had to see me like this” you told as he sat down and pulled you into his chest

“It’s okay you deserve some rest.” he said trying to hide his eye

“Let me see, don’t hide it.”

“I didn’t want you to be mad”

“Why would I be mad?” you asked him confusion running across your face

“Because I promised to you that I wouldn't get into any fights or get any penalties during playoffs” he admitted

“I’m not mad, I was worried the entire time. It happens.” you affirmed him as you ran your fingers over the bruised eye lightly making sure that you didn’t hurt him. The two of you sat there in silence for a while taking in each other’s company before you both looked at each other and brought your lips together. You’ve been with Mat for over a year and a half and yet he still gave you butterflies every time you kissed. Straddling him, you continued to kiss as you ran your fingers through his hair.

Everything in that moment just felt perfect. Mat pulled away and stood up, picked you up and took you to yours and his room. After laying you down on the bed, he began to slowly push up his jersey while pressing small kisses along your jaw and down your neck, leaving marks, making you moan before pulling away to take the jersey off. His breath hitched when he saw the lingerie you had on underneath and smiled and you spoke up

“I was going to surprise you when you got home but i ended up falling asleep, so this isn’t exactly how I planned it” you told him sitting back up

“Well I’m still surprised don’t worry and you still look beautiful” he said before giving you another kiss and laying you back down after you took off his suit jacket, shirt and pants leaving him just in his underwear as you traced your fingers down his body

“I love you so much. Thank you for everything you do. From supporting me at home and away games to dealing with me and my antics” 

Mat unclipped you bra as he pressed light kisses over your collarbones as his hands roamed all over your body and stopping at your thighs, Pushing your legs apart, his fingers hooking onto your underwear before sliding them off and inserting two of them inside you. His eyes never left yours, curling his fingers more and while his thumb rubbed your clit, causing you to moan

“Maty, please” you let out

“In all time princess. It’s all about patience” he whispered in your ear before removing his fingers as soon as he felt you clenching. 

Removing his fingers, he brought them up to his mouth and sucked off your juices and sank down to his knees and kissed the soft skin of your thighs, feeling scruff from his playoff beard he was finally allowed to grow out. He wasted no time when it came to eating you out as he sucked back on your clit. One of his favorite sounds was hearing your moans and whimpers, as a smirk plastered onto his face, gripping your thighs tighter. You became more and more frustrated as you tugged on his hair wanting more. Pulling him closer onto you,  his hands grabbed your breasts making you gasp and moan his name more. He began to slowly lick your clit before starting to suck on it. You can feel him slowly pull away before going back and inserting his finger again

“Oh god. Oh fuck. Mat that feels so good. Please don’t stop”

“What do you need princess?”

“You. I need you.”  

“Fuck, maty i’m so close please” you told him as you could feel him humming against your clit, sending shivers down your spine. The familiar feeling began to coil in your stomach as you tugged on his hair harder and him licking you as his name left your lips, almost to the point where the neighbors would probably hear.

When he pulled away, he pressed a kiss against your lips, making you taste yourself. Mat leaned over to grab a condom from the nightstand next to the bed as you began to palm him through his boxers before pulling it down. You helped him roll the condom on him as he then lined himself in between you and grabbing your legs to hook against him

“You ready?” he asked looking into your eyes, making sure you’re still comfortable

“Yes” you told him as you curled your fingers at the bottom of his hair as he pressed his lips against yours while pushing himself inside you, groaning into his mouth.

His hips rolled with every thrust he gave, his lips leaving yours and pressing kisses along your jaw as he whispered in your ear as the occasional moan left his lips when you marked up his back or tugged his hair more. His hands gripped around your waist as he 

“I love you so much.”

“I love you so much too”

“Are you close?” he whispered pulling away from your neck “Mhm” you nodded as a whine left your left as he thrusted harder, 

“It’s okay, let go” he whispered in your ear as the both of you let go of your highs. Mat came out of you and fell on the bed next to you. The two of you stayed quiet as you both breathed heavily trying to catch your breaths.

“Well that was-”

“Yeah” he finished as he took the condom off and threw it in the trashcan when got up and went to the bathroom

When Mat came back, he started to clean you up with the damp towel, making sure that you were alright and that he didn’t hurt you. He took his time making sure to stop as soon as you started to feel uncomfortable or started to wince. You kept trying to fight off the sleepiness that was taking over so you had a chance to talk to Mat about everything he wanted just so he can get his mind over it. Your eyes were starting to slowly close once again until you felt the bed dip and Mat’s arm pull you so your head was on his chest

“What’s going on through that mind of yours?” you asked him knowing that he was thinking about the game again

“Just the game, the fight, how much my eye hurts” he laughs off but you can tell he’s still somewhat upset causing you to get up and face him

“Mathew, you did your best, and you’ll keep doing your best. I know you know this but you go close to a goal each period and in overtime. Yes, it’s not going well, but you need to have some faith in you. There’s still some positives that happened, you assisted a couple of goals from Tito and Scott, plus the game winning goal. Those are still something-” you told him before he cut you off

“Yeah but they’re not a goal you know? Everyone, from commentators to interviewers have been on my ass about not scoring and it’s frustrating to listen to and when it happens it gets blocked” mat exclaimed, as he ran his hand through is hair trying not to show his frustration

“I hate to be the bearer of bad news but that will happen and things will get better. Remember you were struggling towards the end of the regular season and then you got a goal straight out of the penalty box?”

“Yes but-”

“But nothing. You still have game 6 and I know that you guys will advance to the next round and you will get that goal that you want.” you finished as you now sit on his lap staring into his eyes and grabbing his hands

“Okay, mainly because I trust you and I love you.” he said as he gave you a small peck on the lips

“I love you”

“Now, do you still have enough energy for another round or are you tired?”

“I don’t know, I’m not the one who played 5 periods of hockey and got into a fight” you smirked as he flipped you onto your back

“Well then, you shouldn’t have said that missy” he whispered to you smirking as he went back down on you

[wolfieslae]

"liam saved theo from his never ending nightmare so theo saved liam from himself"

it’s no surprise to anyone, i’m a tiny bit obsessed with thiam.

when theo first arrived to the show i liked him already, i felt like he was an interesting character with an interesting backstory, i wanted to learn more. the more i did the worst it got but i kept thinking he was interesting and i liked seeing how he was able to plan his take on the pack. he managed to insert himself in the life of the characters and turned it around, when his plan failed, he still got his pack but ended up killing them all, i admit, kinda real bad, and then he got drag down to hell.

during the fifth season we found out that when he was ten he was manipulated into thinking his older sister – tara – wanted him to have her heart, because his had a genetic disorder. he believed the dread doctors when they told him they could make him better and he killed his own sister – taking her heart. he then left with them and was raised by them, raised believing that power was all that mattered and that he would be nothing and no one without it.

in season six episode six liam and hayden decided to bring him back because they needed his help with a supernatural creature in town, while hayden was more resistant, liam did not hesitate to smash kira’s sword into the ground and free theo, saving him from his never ending nightmare at the same time.

very rapidly we understood that whatever power theo might have stolen from his chimera pack – more specifically josh – he wasn’t in possession of them anymore, he was back to "classic theo" part coyote and part wolf. after he helped with the ghost rider, liam and hayden locked theo in the holding cell at the sheriff station. theo wanted out and liam wanted answer, they made a deal and liam broke the sword and with it any chance of theo going back to hell, his never ending nightmare.

when they needed him more, liam and stilinski broke theo out of jail but unfortunately the sheriff was taken and only theo and liam were left, leaving them no choice but to work together to flee the ghost riders. they – liam – had one goal, lure them away from scott, lydia and malia who were trying to get stiles back.

the both of them ended up at the hospital where, and i quote, liam said "when the ghost riders find us, i’m not gonna do anything for you, i’m not gonna help you, i’m not gonna save you, i’m gonna do exactly what you’d do to me, i’m gonna use you as bait". we all know he did not keep that promise, in fact, while fighting with a ghost rider, he pointed a gun at the one theo was fighting and shot, saving his life in the process. to "pay him back" and maybe prove that he wasn’t as bad as liam made him out to be, theo offered himself as bait.

while we all thought he had been taken in the hunt, we found out he hadn’t when out of nowhere he came back and saved liam from one of the ghost riders at the school, leaving liam able to get on with his god awful – but working – plan to get into the hunt.

while theo later on fought at the side of scott, malia and peter, he was forgotten and left alone. obligated to live in his car.

we found that out on season six episode twelve, where i noticed that the deputies coming to wake him up seemed to always wear a different uniform, did theo move around? or is the beacon county just, that big?

he was shot and didn’t come back until three episodes later (not gonna lie, these were the three most stressful weeks of my life).

when in episode twelve we found out he was living in his car, we also found out that he might have been the first target for the anuk-ite. thankfully, theo caught the spider early and got rid of it before it took his body and with it, his life.

when he came back in episode fifteen, he was hang up and tied to an electric fence in gerard and monroe’s headquarters. along with two other werewolves. when he thought he was free, he ended not being and was taken into custody.

during episode fifteen, when nolan was caught trying to sneak into the sheriff station liam automatically recognized him as the one who tried to make him shift in front of the whole school by beating him up. by scott’s reaction we understand that he might not have told him. but some of the shots during this scene were interesting, showing liam on the first plan with a close-shot accompanied by a blurry theo in the back. we understand why in the next scene that they share, in the bathroom.

theo confronts liam about what is happening, saying he will not risk his freedom. while liam first manages to stay calm during the discussion, he looses control when talking about brett and lori’s death. he punches theo before heading out and saying "i’m still working on my anger".

while we don’t know what happens between episode fifteen and episode sixteen, we understand that something might have clicked in liam’s brain, because, while he reacted poorly, theo seemed to be the only one noticing that something was wrong with liam. could this be why he brought him with him at the zoo? maybe.

it could also be because theo seems to be able to handle liam. theo has a past and liam knows it, theo doesn’t shy away in front of danger and maybe this is what liam needs at the moment? someone who will not hesitate to get in the way to stop him from doing something stupid?

there is also a line in this episode where theo says "i’m not dying out here because you want pay back against a kid who kicked your ass" and while i have no recollection of anyone explaining to theo what happened in the prior episodes with nolan and liam, maybe someone did between episode fifteen and sixteen, liam perhaps?

the car conversation is also interesting because now theo knows how bad liam has it with his anger, and the fear the anuk-ite brings is not helping "people only feel one emotion at a time liam". he also knows liam needs help "you brought me here because that thing that came out of the wild hunt is affecting you too" at this moment theo has already made up his mind, whether liam wants his help or not, he is going to get it.

and funny enough, liam doesn’t seem that resilient – oh he is yes – but not so much because deep down he knows he needs it, he also knows that whatever technique theo uses, it seems to be working because in episode seventeen, during the locker-room scene, liam calms down a bit too quickly for my liking (wrong i absolutely loved that).

theo uses reversed psychology and makes it to seem like liam would turn into a murderer, into someone like him "i’m the one with experience here", theo even uses "we" so that liam can feel more of a "bad person" because of what he might do. but in the end, it works and liam calms down.

now here is my favorite part, right after that liam asks theo "why do you keep trying to save me" and while theo answers something so dumb i don’t even want to mention it, i know it’s because liam saved him first and now theo feels obligated to return the favor (well, he does seem to enjoy it anyways).

theo can be seen in the next episode, number eighteen, right at the beginning, in the animal clinic with scott, liam and mason.

mason agrees with theo and liam doesn’t seem to like it, everything he says to or about theo seems to come out as an insult, but why? they seemed to be getting along well in the prior episode? finishing each other sentences when showing the dead bodies gabe brought them to to scott and malia? maybe because he’s starting to realize he might need theo more than he thought? and he doesn’t want to acknowledge it?

either way, theo and mason are sent to the tunnels to find aaron. they are both clearly uncomfortable being with each other but theo even more because the tunnels are where everything started and he surely does not want to stay or be here at all.

mason ends up hurt, and theo decides to try and take his pain away. first of all, great decision, it shows that he is trying to change, that he at least knows he can do it at some point and wants to. unfortunately he isn’t able "you can’t take pain if you don’t care". theo still decides to stay with mason while waiting for help.

the next time we see theo, it’s at the beginning of episode twenty, the finale. he is in his car, driving to somewhere on the phone with scott.

here are some details that don’t sit right with me. their phone call lasted twenty six seconds. there is no way theo answered the phone, got in his car, and drove to what seems to be the highway in twenty six seconds, so where was he going? was he leaving town because of what had happened with mason in the tunnels or liam’s sneaky comments at the clinic? because even after all his efforts, he is still not being accepted and knows he probably never will? probably. but i’m glad scott called and asked for his help.

he got to the hospital and saved liam’s ass – again might i add.

then, there is what is for me, their most important scene, for their relationship but also for their own character’s arc.

the elevator scene.

where they promise each other they weren’t gonna die for each other. where they lie their ass off.

i have a theory about this scene. remember the look? yes that one, the famous look down. based on my calculations, it is way too low to be directed to liam’s lips as people believe it to be, no, i think it’s directed to his chest, most importantly, his heart. because liam lied, and theo heard it. now of course theo lied too but he’s a professional he knows how to keep his heart steady.

and of course liam knows that theo knows because the look gives it away, which is why he accepts to fight with him (and damn, they make a pretty good team! i mean, that back roll? come on!) and i think in that moment they understood that no matter what, they can’t hide from this anymore, whatever this is (my money’s on anchor with a touch of love).

but in that moment i knew. i knew that because liam allowed himself to get help from theo, allowed himself to be anchored by theo, he anchored theo too. he gave him a reason and the opportunity to stay on the right path, on the path to redemption. and in that moment theo realized that he mattered, that he had a purpose.

can we also quickly talk about the small shot of theo flinching at the sound of the gun going off? when has he ever done that? he was literally raised by the dread doctors, he’s not afraid of anything, but not knowing if liam was on the other end of that gun shot scared him.

now we all know that part of why theo was able to take gabe’s pain was because he saw himself in him, the kid who trusted the wrong people and suffered the consequences, just like he did. but part of why he was able to care was because liam cared. liam gave theo a reason to care.

and this is why i love them so much. because their relationship, again, whatever it is, is special. it’s unlike any we’ve ever seen in the show. it’s important because it takes into consideration who they are on their own. it doesn’t exist just to add a relationship or a story-line to the show, it exists to fit on their own story-line, to make them better people.

as the title says, liam saved theo from his never ending nightmare so theo saved liam from himself (and fell in love with him in the process).

they are so important to me because i like when relationships have meaning, and theirs seems to be just that, meaningful.

[teenwolffan-with-nolife]

The Witch and The Wolf Pt.56

Word Count: 2,865

Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Scott McCall, Liam Dunbar, Chris Argent, Kira Yukimura, Kate Argent, Reader

Pairings: Derek Hale x Witch!Reader

Warnings: angst, some fluff, mentions of getting/feeling sick

A/N: okay so like i have one scene request for this series, someone wants to know the what happened in Stiles’ head back in Season three, but if anyone wants the convo between Stiles and the reader, send me an ask

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You woke up in the middle of the night, groaning softly as you sighed, looking around the loft before feeling Stiles asleep on your arm. The two of you must have fallen asleep. You reached for your phone, trying not to wake up Stiles, before checking the time. It was only 2 in the morning.

You stroked Stiles’ hair softly, while he scooted closer to you, a small smile on your face while you remembered movie nights before everything happened, where you, Scott, and Stiles would be at peace, either your house or his.

Your mind drifted off to the thought of Derek, and his name as the password. Your heart ached at the thought of losing him. You heard some footsteps, seeing him walk into the room.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” he asked softly, taking a seat next to you.

“Nothing, Stiles just needed me,” you shrugged.

“Yeah? What else?”

“Nothing.”

“Wolf or not, I can tell when you’re lying,” he gave you a look as you sighed.

“Peter told me that you stopped healing, and-” you stopped yourself, debating on telling him about the Deadpool.

“And what?” he asked.

“Why didn't you tell me?” you whispered.

“(Y/N/N), I didn't want to worry you. Look, it’s not like I completely stopped healing, it just takes some time,” he replied.

“I don’t want to lose you,” you whispered.

“And you’re not going to. You're going to be stuck with me, forever. Even when we’re both like 50,” you saw the small smile on his face as you felt warmth in your chest.

“I’m hungry,” you changed the topic while he rolled his eyes.

“It’s two in the morning, I’m not cooking for you.”

“Well, I’m not waking up Stiles,” you replied.

He looked at you for a moment before rolling his eyes, while you smirked.

“Yeah, I’ll be right back,” he stood up, leaning over to give you a soft kiss as you smiled, watching him walk away.

---

“This is a terrible idea,” you, Scott, Liam, Stiles, and Kira stood around the table, four laptops on the table in front of you.

“It’s just 45 minutes,” Scott sighed.

“45 minutes too long,” you sighed.

“(Y/N), please, we need you on the plan to bring me back,” you could hear the desperation in Scott's voice as the rest of the pack turned to face you.

You groaned loudly, before nodding your head.

“Fine, I’ll bring you back,” you sighed before he nodded his head.

“Okay. So, (Y/N), you’re going to stay with Argent. Kira, Liam, and Stiles are monitoring the cameras, right?” Scott asked.

The rest of them nodded their heads before they picked up the laptops. You made your wait to Chris’ apartment, while the rest of them prepared to kill Scott.

---

“What is it?” Chris stood next to you while the two of you while you rubbed your head, leaning onto your arm.

“Nothing,” you replied, awaiting the text from Stiles.

“I know we haven't gotten to talk much as of recent but you do know you can still talk to me, right?” you smiled softly as he put his hand on your shoulder.

“A lot is happening, I just don't know where to start,” you shrugged.

“Yeah? Try,” he crossed his arms while you straightened out, facing him.

“This whole Deadpool thing is just crazy, some random hunter, whose wife I apparently killed came after me,” you saw him tense up as you shook your head.

“I’m fine now, I didn't kill him so it doesn't matter, I just realized that… maybe sometimes it's necessary to kill people. I mean, if Agent McCall wasn't there at the school with me, Stiles would have a bullet through his brain,” you explained.

“Well, if he wasn't there, you would have found another way,” he replied.

“Maybe, but maybe not,” you sighed.

The two of you went silent for a second before he spoke again.

“I can feel you holding back, you know,” he replied.

“I think Derek’s dying,” you said quickly, while he raised an eyebrow.

“What do you mean Derek’s dying?” he asked.

“I don’t… Kate did something to him. He’s losing his powers, h-he can’t heal, or hear or smell o-or anything… he’s dying,” you could feel hot tears rushing to your eyes as you sniffled, wiping them away as you turned your back to Chris.

“How do you know he's dying for sure?” Chris asked.

“Lydia,” you said softly.

He wrapped his arms around you tightly while you moved, burying your head into his chest as you cried softly, holding him tightly.

“I don’t want to lose him,” you said.

“I know you don’t. I’m so sorry, kiddo,” Chris said, while he began to caress your arm.

“We can’t do this right now, we have to wait till Stiles calls us,” you sniffled, wiping your face as you stood up.

“We’ll figure this out,” he said softly.

You could feel more and more tears rushing to your eyes as you closed them, taking deep breaths while you felt a wave of sickness hit you.

Again?

“(Y/N)?” you could hear your phone ringing in the distance as you clenched your jaw, taking deep breaths.

“Are you okay? (Y/N)?” Chris asked again.

You nodded yes, looking at the text from Stiles.

“Scott’s dead,” you held in a groan as you dug your nails into your palm, getting a look from Chris before you opened the computer, while Chris began to enter the log.

Scott McCall dead. Payment requested

Visual confirmation is required. 

You turned the laptop towards you, taking a deep breath.

Visual confirmation isn't possible. Police coming to claim body in 40 minutes. 

Visual confirmation is required for payment.

“Tell him number one on the list is dead,” Chris said.

Number one on the list is dead. I killed him. If the wire transfer isn't completed in forty minutes…

I’m coming after you.

---

The two of you walked into the hospital, making your way to the rest of the pack. You saw Melissa and Noshiko sitting in the car, on watch for anyone that could be the Benefactor.

28 minutes left

“(Y/N),” you heard Stiles call your name as you walked into the empty room, seeing three laptops on the bed, with cameras on each of them.

“Anything suspicious?” you asked.

“No, nothing yet,” he sighed.

“I’m going to go walk around. Don’t do anything stupid, okay?” you rolled your eyes, nodding at Chris as he left the room.

“Has anyone talked to Lydia yet?” you asked.

“No, she’s at her lake house,” Kira replied.

You nodded, before squinting, leaning forward as you groaned.

“What is it?” Liam immediately asked.

“I’m old, apparently. My back hurts,” you whined.

“You’re not even 20 yet-” Stiles interrupted.

“Shh,” you replied.

“Did you see that!” Liam pointed to the camera, while the three of you looked, not noticing anything strange.

“The camera flickered,” he pointed out.

“Maybe it's just old,” you shrugged.

You saw it flicker again before it went out.

“I’ll go check it out,” Kira nodded. 

“What? No, what if it is something?” you shook your head.

“That’s why I’m going to take this,” she held her Katana, before walking out, Liam following her.

“Stiles, text me if anything happens, I’m going to check on Scott,” you said.

He nodded his head, while you made your way to the morgue, finding the tag for Scott’s body as you pulled it out of the cabinet.

You could feel yourself feeling sick, seeing Scott’s lifeless body in front of you, all pale.

“Sensus cordis pulsatio,” your eyes glew purple as you could hear his heartbeat faintly, while you put your hand over his chest. His body was freezing.

You could feel something strange over him, as you closed your eyes, taking a deep breath.

Something was wrong.

You put your hands on the sides of his head, taking a deep breath.

Scott climbed out of the locker, gasping as he fell to the side, noticing he was at Beacon Hills High. He caught a lacrosse ball, thrown to him by Liam.

“That’s because you’re the alpha,” Liam said.

Scott made his way, following Liam through the hallway before he entered the classroom.

“Liam?” he asked, looking around the now empty classroom.

He heard the sound of something slicing, before he turned around, seeing Liam’s face drop, a pained expression taking over his face before blood dripped from his mouth.

He fell to the floor, a military tomahawk buried into his back, with The Mute standing behind him. 

Scott tensed up before The Mute put his finger over the area where his mouth would be, shushing Scott.

You gasped for air, jumping back from Scott as you felt your head spinning, your stomach twisting into a knot while you could barely keep yourself standing up. 

You tried to keep yourself up, rushing over to the sink as you collapsed onto the sink, digging your nails onto the rim tightly as you gasped for air, trying to calm yourself.

You gagged, but nothing came out as you felt the wave of nausea hit you.

You rinsed your face with water, slowing down your breathing before closing your eyes.

You’re okay, you’re okay

You ran your fingers through your hair, sniffling before you closed the cabinet, putting Scott’s body back in, before noticing the lights flickering in the room.

You stopped out of the morgue, hearing people yelling as they ran past you, while you tensed up.

“(Y/N)!” Stiles yelled, running to you while you grabbed his arm.

“Stay with Scott,” your eyes glew purple as he nodded, running into the morgue as you clenched your fist, walking down the hallway.

---

The Berserker hit the wall, before falling to the floor, as you breathed heavily, trying to catch your breath.

“(Y/N)!” Chris grabbed your arm, before noticing the Berserker.

“Did you kill it?!” he yelled, shocked.

“No, it’s just unconscious,” you replied.

“We need to go to Scott’s body, Kate's here and she’s going to try to take it,” you tensed at hearing Kate’s name.

“Where is she?” you replied.

“Don’t even think about doing anything stupid, kid. Just come with me,” he pulled your arm as you pulled away.

“I need to know what she did to Derek,” you ran, hearing Chris calling for you.

---

“Kate!” she pushed you into the wall, pressing her hand against your throat as your eyes glew purple.

“Oh, sweetie, there’s no reason to treat an old friend like that,” you could see the smirk on her face as you pushed her arm upwards, before hitting her stomach, and pulling her arm behind her back as she was taken by surprise, letting out a small laugh.

“What the hell did you do to my boyfriend,” you applied more pressure to her arm, as she laughed again.

She twisted your arm, elbowing you in the head, as you groaned, stumbling back before she pushed you against the wall, putting her arm across your neck to hold you back.

“I didn't do anything. And if you knew what was good for you, you wouldn't try to fight me. Especially not now,” she said in a taunting voice.

“What the hell are you talking about?” you groaned, trying to push away from her.

“Sweetie, you have no idea what’s going on inside of you, do you?!” she let out a sarcastic laugh, having the same smile on her face, the one you used to fear.

“Tell me what you’re talking about,” you demanded.

“You’ll figure out sooner or later,” she shrugged.

“Kate! Let her go! Now!” you heard Chris’ gun cocking, as he stood behind Kate, aiming his gun for her head.

“Chris, come on. We both know you’re not going to shoot,” she let go of you, while you fell to the side, before pulling the gun out of Chris’ hand, hitting him with it.

For someone who was struggling with wolf powers, she was handling it surprisingly well, getting you suspicious. She must have had some form of help.

“Oh my god!” you heard Stiles exclaim as Chris fell into the morgue.

“Stiles, run,” you said.

“What about Scott?” he replied.

“Saepem coici,” you locked the doors of the morgue behind you.

“(Y/N), what are you doing?” you could hear Chris yelling out to you as you dug your nails into your fist.

“You're not taking Scott,” you said.

“Are you going to stop me?” she scoffed.

“Kate, please. We have a plan and we need you to leave, okay?” Chris tried to reason with her.

“Tell me what,” Kate replied, while Chris pulled out his second gun.

“Shoot me, then,” Kate stood proudly, crossing her arms.

“Kate, I don’t want to shoot you. Will you just listen to me and leave?” you noticed Chris’ tensed figure, he didn't want to shoot Kate either.

“Kate, please,” he begged.

She stood there in disbelief, before shaking her head.

“Fine,” she scoffed.

That was all?

You released your spell, frowning slightly before she walked out of the morgue, while you let out a breath.

“Thirty seconds. You need to bring Scott back, now,” Stiles pulled out the cabinet, as you put your hand over Scott’s heart.

“Imperium,” your eyes glew purple as you saw the energy go through Scott, as he yelled, jumping up.

“Scott?” he was startled, taking deep breaths as he looked around the room.

“W-Where’s Kira and Liam?” he asked.

“We’re right here,” the two of them walked into the room, while Scott wrapped his arms around all four of you.

You could see slight redness in his eyes, while you remembered what you saw in his head, you didn't know how long it went on for.

“You did it work?” he asked.

“No, it didn't,” you shook your head.

“Damn it,” he groaned.

“Well, he obviously knew you weren't really dead, which means, he has a…” you started.

“A banshee,” Kira finished.

You nodded your head, while Scott rubbed the nape of his neck.

“I need to go find my mom,” he muttered.

You helped him off the table, as he walked out of the morgue, the rest of them following him.

“Now what’s on your mind?” Chris asked.

“Kate… I need to go check on Derek, I haven't heard from him all night,” you replied.

“Well, get on out of here. Stay out of trouble, I’ll let you know if anything happens,” he replied.

“Thanks,” you said, before you walked out of the morgue, leaving the hospital.

---

“Hey,” you buried your face in his arms, taking him by surprise as he wrapped his arms around your shoulders.

“That bad?” he asked.

“The Benefactor didn't even show up. He has a banshee or something on his side,” you replied.

You rested your head on his shoulder, taking a shaky breath.

“What else happened tonight?” he turned you to face him, giving you a concerned look.

“Nothing, it's just Kate, and she was just saying these things and getting in my head, and-” you started.

“Kate was there? At the hospital?” he asked.

“Yeah, but it doesn't even matter, I just… I don’t know,” you shook your head, looking down.

“Hey, talk to me,” he put his hands on both sides of your face, wiping away the tears you didn't know you had.

“I love you,” you sniffled.

“I love you too. Talk to me, (Y/N/N),” he said softly.

“I don’t want you to die,” you cried softly.

“I’m not going to die, (Y/N)...”

“Y-You are gonna die! N-Now I know for sure a-and with everything…” you bit your lip, holding in your cries as held your hand.

“What do you mean you know for sure?” he asked.

“Lydia,” you replied.

“Banshees can be wrong, you know,” he started.

“No, they can’t,” you scoffed.

He went quiet, before looking into your eyes.

“I say if I am truly dying, then we make the most of it,” he replied.

“Are you… Are you crazy? We should be finding Kate, we should be finding a way to save you,” you replied.

“Why waste our time?” he started.

“Wasting our time?!” you yelled.

“It’s not a waste of time! It’s a matter of your life or your death!” you yelled at him.

“(Y/N), calm down,” he started.

“Stop telling me to calm down all the time! You should be getting mad!” you exclaimed.

“Stop!” he yelled.

You ran your fingers through your hair, before shaking your head.

“I am begging you to stop,” you could hear the desperation in his voice as you sniffled softly.

He wrapped his arms around you tightly, while you could feel his tears falling onto your face.

You closed your eyes, taking a deep breath.

“I’m sorry,” you said softly.

“Don't worry about it. Now, I want you to come with me because I made you a really fancy dinner and I don't want it to go to waste,” you laughed softly, wiping your face.

“It’s like 3 in the morning,” you said.

“I don’t care. Come on,” he pulled you with him, keeping his arm around your waist, keeping you close by his side.

[vaguely-concerned]

X-men Evolution; the great 2021 rewatch liveblog

exactly what it says on the tin, about halfway through the show I had TOO MANY FEELINGS and had to start writing some of them out haha (gets quite gambit & rogue/gambit heavy in the latter half, Because of Who I Am as a Person)

- this is my childhood’s x-men, my formative experience with them, and I’m happy to report that still seems like a good thing. the little eleven year old within me gets to geek out and have a good time with the characters and the surprisingly good animation and writing, adult me gets to CACKLE at regular intervals at the fashion/technology/absolute bonkers hot garbage comic book nonsense they use to justify a storyline every now and then, it’s been a good time 

- I was like ‘ah well it is super dated it probably won’t be quite the same now’ and then rogue’s HAIR did the THING in the opening and ‘it’s all coming back to me now’ started playing in the background... the little baby queer in me swooning across time and space

- such a good beast, both his design and the writing, my heart aches for him all the time. he’s just so passionate! about being a teacher! helping young humans learn the stuff they’ll need in life! the most wonderful nerd man, just let good things happen for him

- I’m going to go ahead and assume that rogue’s ‘crush’ on scott is more of a deeply complex psychological process about desiring normalcy and intimacy and trying to figure out if she’s queer and dealing with her emerging sexuality and latching on to the first and best safely unavailable and nonthreatening older boy to project these issues onto rather than actually being a real thing, because I respect her so much as a person and I cannot bring myself to imagine she’s honestly attracted to a man who has POSTERS OF CARS on his bedroom wall. (I’ll give jean a break just because she seems to have a longer deeper history with him that might counteract some of that libido-kill, and also she’s a jock so lol)

like I am very sorry but can u imagine being a teenage girl with any interest in a boy with model cars in his bedroom when gambit’s swanning around being a much, much, much worse choice on almost every possible level but in a teen girl kryptonite kind of way? inconceivable  

(I drag scott quite a few times in this and it’s not because I don’t love him, it’s just his tragedy to be the most draggable man in the world)

to be fair by the time gambit shows up that whole Situation has mostly played itself out I suppose but still  

- toad’s design is so ineffably brilliant, I can’t quite tell you why but that ugly cute charm has really stuck with me, he’s one of the characters I remembered the best to this day just visually

- poor evan... he truly never had a chance, did he, they just saddled him with the most 90s teen bullshit they could come up with like he’s some kind of ‘what adult writers think teens like’ frankenstein’s monster ;______; it’s not your fault honey

- poor poor POOR storm, she gets one focus episode and they were like ‘we’re going to make an episode so racist -- ‘

I’m still STUNNED at how bad it was, but undeniably I laughed hysterically to the point that my neighbours were probably worried when that dude was earnestly like ‘He [stunningly breathlessly racist caricature of a ‘witch doctor’ guy] has stolen her powers, and he’s going to use them to take over Africa!!!’ fhajsdlfhsakjldfh oh really? tell me more, like how the fUCK this could be on television within my life time fasdlfhsdkjfhsad f  just... fahjksdfh

- it’s a testament to gambit’s appeal as a character that his charm can survive what they’ve done with his hair and beard choices in this one fajskfhs regrettable but true I still fuckn LOVE him and in my highly biased yet Correct opinion he should have been around much more. get you a man who manages to stay hot through sheer Vibes even with a bowl cut

- aw scott/jean is kind of sweet in this show even if it’s taking them forEVER to get there, I like it 

- it’s very nice of rogue to not mention magneto’s romantic daydreams and nostalgic memories about charles xavier after touching his face that one time... or maybe her brain did her a service and repressed it, there’s some stuff you shouldn’t have to know about your father figure   

- the danger room is the very definition of ‘why do we even have that lever’ and I wonder what the fuck prof x does to have enough money to replace everything that gets busted all the time

- I’d say that a lot of the writing holds up surprisingly well! (but some of it is also incredibly inexcusably racist in ways that beggar belief, so... not full marks here) the characters have distinct voices and their arcs are set up and delivered on solidly for the most part, and there’s a lot of love showing through in small moments that are just there to have a funny/interesting thing to say about the characters and how their powers work separately and in combination. listen, sometimes I get so thirsty for like. basic goddamn competency in storytelling, let me have this

- ugggggh why is there captain america in my x-men have I not suffered enough... very very funny when prof x goes ‘sounds like you knew rogers personally’ and logan is like ‘I did ;)’ *all the students ganging up on steve rogers* “did you fuck our teacher, captain america?!”

- fskadfhas WHY are you showing me hot young-ified magneto’s ass fksjahfskj charles is not even here to see it, what a tragic waste erik 

- ...I was sort of kidding before but uh I think logan genuinely did fuck captain america (or at least wishes very much that he did lol)

- wanda can have a little watching the world burn. as a treat for the way every single adult in her life has fucking failed her (’aren’t they treating you well here’ professor x she’s in a straightjacket)  

- poor rogue tho can you imagine finding out after your biggest crush on a girl yet that she’s your fucking MOM in disguise... I would break out in cold sweat every time I thought about a boob forever after

- well seems like they really just had all that homoerotic rivalry stuff between quicksilver and spyke in their first ep only to never do anything with that again ever?? I mean even without the gay undertone that seems like a dynamic you spent most of an episode setting up writers what the hell haha

- dslhfkasjlh GAMBIT THERE HE IS MY BOY IS ON THE SCENE THIS IS NOT A DRILL!!! I don’t even care about his awful hair situation or the fact that his eyes are wrong here (coloured contact lenses, maybe, for a watsonian explanation? though he’d probably have to get them made special, considering he needs the sclera and the iris covered up in different ways, I’ve seen some comic panels indicating he has been known to?)

(cute little detail: when he shuffles the cards the first time we see him he ends with removing the top card to show the ace of hearts beneath <3 foreshadowing baBEY he’s a... good-ish boy deep down. hey he tries okay shit gets complicated sometimes lol) 

- cracking UP at gambit perched cheerily on the edge of a crate dispensing cards in the middle of the battle... he’s like ‘eh it’s a livin’ sfsajkhf remy stop working for supervillains just because you had nothing to do on a thursday afternoon and they said they’d pay you

- I’m guessing magneto must have imposed a strict order of silence on these guys or something because I cannot imagine any other reason for him to shut up, especially once he notices rogue is a QTE (or, far more likely, they hadn’t settled on any voice actors for the new characters until next season haha. it is kind of odd that they’re all keeping up near monastic silence, though, even sabertooth lol) 

- WHAT an epic first meeting for us rogue/gambit fans here... first his shadow like there’s fireworks going off behind him lighting him up and then he gives her the fuckn king of hearts and she’s so enchanted by his dumb handsome face she doesn’t even notice it’s about to blow up in her hands and it all happens in heavily meaningful silence afjsdfjashjk no wonder this ship ingrained itself in my hindbrain  

yeah look smug while you can remy she’s gonna have you on your knees one day and you’ll be happy about it lol

- god storm is so COOL, everything just fading out of focus when she really gets going... give her more screen time, show!!

- mystique is every person... this person... that person... that bird... that cat... that wolf... I’m not even sure she’s not also me... are you sure she’s not you? 

- holy fuck I respect the hell out of the decision to just... blow up the entire status quo in a season ender, I only vaguely remembered that (actually in general I appreciate how good the continuity is -- buildings and places that get damaged in battles need to be repaired or rebuilt, it makes the consequences feel more real even when no one gets seriously hurt. where they get the money to restore scott’s car and logan’s motorbikes every time they go cablooie is still an open question tho lol is it credit card fraud, professor? is it telepathically acquired blackmail???) 

- I first watched this when I was nine or so, so it’s a real experience to go from my starry eyed intrigued ‘oh my god... they’re teenagers’ to my horrified adult perspective of ‘oh my god... they’re TEENAGERS D:’

that goes double for the brotherhood boys honestly, I’m here with tears in my eyes like ‘I’m sorry the system has failed you so badly you’re all just a bunch of dumb kids whose caretakers clearly fucked up spectacularly’  

like lance is always waiting for mystique to come back because she’s the closest thing he has to a safe parental figure, may we speak about how crushingly depressing that is 

- rogue is so ready to throw hands at literally any moment and for that I love and treasure her immensely (I think getting to see her be so surly and unreasonable and sometimes difficult and jealous, like any teenager, meant a lot to me as a kid who was not really allowed to be any of these things, this version of the character has stayed with me so deeply. she holds on so fiercely to her right to feel what she feels and be what she is even when it’s ‘ugly’ or unreasonable, which I think plays in really interestingly with how her powers involve getting invaded by other people’s thoughts and memories to the point of overwhelming her own sense of self and the fact that she clearly has a lot of self-loathing and self-consciousness and confusion about her identity as well. I love her so much)  

- oooof this is the ‘the gang experience a microaggression’ episode huh (well more like macroagressions really)

hits a bit different with adult eyes and perspective huh

- hearing jean sound almost like a child when she says ‘that’s so unfair!’ somehow has me like ;______; -- she has to be so adult and responsible all the time, and having her be reduced to the kid she still is and should get to be in front of this awful awful man she could squash like a bug with the flick of a thought... ugh I’m Big Sad (it is funny that jean seemingly plays Every Sport tho djfhaskj)

- MY BOY IS BACK!!! this time with the duster coat and his eyes the right colour, im so happy (too bad about the subdued colour scheme tho; I adore his dumb bright pink getup with my whole heart)

it’s kind of adorable that he takes the time to take the bullies aside and go ‘I know these guys can’t wreck you without getting expelled, but I think you’ll find no law set down by god or man would stop me from doing so whenever I wanted to. so piss off and leave them alone’ lol he’s looking out for them, in his own way

- in this episode: remy lebeau wrangles some kids while looking bored yet mildly amused the whole time. what the fuck does magneto have on you for you to agree to this level of babysitting duty buddy

- fun detail I noticed b/c when I get a fave I hyperfixate: he gave rogue the king of hearts before, but he ‘introduces’ himself to the brotherhood here (lol) with the jack of hearts, probably to symbolize he’s here as someone who works for magneto in this setting and not as his own man? it’s a demotion he’s given himself there, anyway, might be he’s not very pleased about his current position huh 

- I like it when rogue and kitty team up, they’re not very effective together but their squabbling is so cute and non-aggressive 

- pietro is what draco malfoy would be if I ever found malfoy interesting to watch for even one moment, every time quicksilver talks I’m like ‘what wonderfully insufferable thing is going to come out of your mouth this time you little shit :’)’

- a) why are scott and logan shirtless for this scene? I am not complaining on the logan side of things at least but why and b) I laughed so hard I almost fell off my couch when scott asked logan if he’d ever been in love and he was like ‘once. she was the most beautiful bike I ever saw’ falsdfhaskjfhsakjlfhasklhjfd THE BEST VERSION OF WOLVERINE EVER, ACCEPT NO SUBSTITUTES 

- mystique’s sheer dedication to being a petty bitch is kind of inspirational tbh, almost makes me want to go on a completely bonkers and extra crusade of personal revenge myself  

- oooh they’re doing some genuinely cool things with vision/lack of vision in this one (it’s the scott left on his own in the desert without glasses one btw) even visually, dang! I’m so sad this show didn’t get more seasons than it did, honestly, it deserved it

- hell yeah jean wreck her, go get your man with the suspiciously specific clothing damage normally done to female characters 

awww :’) okay yeah they’re super sweet, I love the tiny loving animation details like how he leans his head against her and her stroking his hair away from his eyes

- nooo don’t bully evan leave my t0tally r4dical sk8er boy alone :(

- I love the running joke of people fleeing in blind panic only to reveal that what they’re running from is kitty’s cheerful well meaning little face fskfaskh 

- scott and jean are already peak married after officially being together for one episode and it’s adorable, and they just stone cold threw logan under the bus, rip wolverine we hardly knew ya

fjasdlfasldfhslajdkfhsadkjlfhsdkjalfhsdakfh h jean establishing herself as the alphabitch of this relationship by throwing her man to the wolves right after dsjfhaskjfhaskjhfsakjdhfaskjhfaskdhfskjahfskdajhf get smarter or get volunteered scott 

- ...eyepatch lady is so hot ngl

oh evan went to the place hank used to go to calm down ;________; (honestly he’s kind of won a place in my heart just by being a pretty normal teenage boy haha)

- jesus fucking CHRIST can you imagine being storm having to look her sister in the eye as she tells her ‘I lost your only child, he’s *vague gesture* somewhere in the sewers we think’ this poor woman

- amanda the self admitted monster fucker you are so VALID (I love her and her family’s design so much tho!)

- it’s so cool that even in his human ‘disguise’ kurt’s fingers follow the shape of his actual hand beneath it rather than moving like a five fingered hand, it’s such a lovingly consistent little detail 

- magneto and mystique in a breathless race to see who can be the shittiest parent... tune in next week for yet another parental nadir (also some low-poly gambit appearances in this one, for those at home keeping score (me), he’s in the background looking like someone drew him with their eyes closed fakjldfhasd look how they massacred my boy)

- someone please teach the brotherhood boys about consent huh

- jean ‘soccer mom before her time’ grey and her SUV dfhakjlhds :’)

- im sobbing rogue baby girl i’m so sorryyyyyy, this voice actress is so good, my parental instincts suddenly kicked into overdrive hearing the crack in her voice :( (bb me was right tho rogue centric episodes ARE the best episodes. that tension between ‘do I identify witn this character or am I crushing on her?? both???’ now has the fun new addition of ‘oh god oh no you are a baby I want to shield you with my body from everything trying to hurt you’)

- mystique is like ‘so you see despite you telling me you never wanted to see me again I completely disrespected that and posed as a friend your age, manipulated you by offering you the mirage of direly needed emotional intimacy and belonging and added some sprinkles of homoerotic tension to it just to massively worsen your already existing grievous psychosexual trauma and identity issues... out of love’

god go jump in a black hole you fucking monster 

- there’s some very interesting and quite subtle subtext about the people she’s morphing into and what that says about her mental state/how it shows off some of her emotional baggage with the rest of the team. it’s like she’s switching between people/powers that fit the purpose as if she’s going through cycles of fight/flight (and then bursts of freeze where she’s herself, which is... so sad)

- this whole episode is hurting my heart but rogue at full power is undeniably epic  

 - ‘professor x get your goddamn act together and get this poor girl some fucking tHERAPY’ challenge

- SAFE PAPA LOGAN ;_____;

- EYYYYYY opening straight on My Lad, I cannot stop winning!!!!! 

fasdfhsad disintegrating the window with a smiley face... remy I do love you more than my heart can bear honestly, hello may we speak about the fact that his urge to be a little shit is so deep and strong it survives mind control (that little breathed out ‘hiah!’ as he vaults the fence too dsakfjsd)

hahaha and he does up the coat fhsalfdsaj 

- magneto dismissing other telepaths like ‘puh-lease, your Meaningful Looks have got nothing on my ex-husband’s’ 

- :’) rogue and kurt sibling timeees

- say what you want but this pyro guy’s got job satisfaction in being a creepy arsonist with a weird recurring horse theme (well at least twice but still weird)

- I love how beast is the kindest man to ever walk the earth but also straight up savage, this man drags people so hard their ancestors wince in their graves

- gambit taking the time to complete the guard’s game of solitaire -- this episode is giving me everything I want. u little disgrace mr lebeau

and THEN he takes the spider out in the most hilariously bonkers way my heart is so FULL

(I love that when magneto moves by he looks startled and has to quickly move his head out of the way to avoid getting kicked in the temple too that’s a fun detail)

I’m so INTO how this sequence shows off that his greatest strength isn’t even his powers (which are pretty straightforward, really, he makes go boom, longer time and bigger thing bigger boom) but that he’s clever and creative and always extremely ready to be the most harebrained-bananapants-extra-in-a-deceptively-laidback-sort-of-way person in the room (I actually have some genuinely Deep Thoughts about how his whole character does a really interesting thing with having the straightforwardly destructive nature of his powers yield to what his nature as a person is, and how using the playing cards play (heh) into it, maybe I’ll write it out some day. just the fact that he could use anything, but he deliberately chose something that adds style and playfulness and corny charm to it and that also limits the damage of the explosions compared to if he habitually used something with more mass... I find it fascinating how much he’s made a story around himself with it and how deeply it shows he does have a good heart, at the end of the day, in almost a metatextual way. he doesn’t want to destroy things or people, he’s at worst (and best lol) a thief.)

- I honestly have literally no memory of white nick fury (which seems so weird now isn’t it funny) in this series from when I was a kid, he clearly did not make an impression on me lol

- mr wolverine ‘assigned canadian at birth’ x-men 

- oh man I dig the androgynity of x-23′s outfit (even tho they had to compensate with the long hair, which... kind of doesn’t make sense in-universe but does on a design level because it’s a crucial thing that she’s a female clone of logan so yeah okay fine whatever have your arbitrary gender markers if you must haha)

ooooooh that’s actually really clever, they make her gender gradually more obvious as she unravels through the episode and her outfit changes -- first the mask coming off, and then her jacket opening to show her silhouette more clearly, that’s cool!  

- my god what really sets this show apart is how much it invests in little character and relationship moments, it’s just so fucking GOOD! it gives laura looking in on those moments such depth and weight because it’s new to her but established to us as an audience, this is how you make found family devastating people (storm growing bonsai trees is so charming too haha) 

- ooof this is honestly quite harrowing 

SHE’S SO SMALL COMPARED TO HIM I’M CRYING (at least that part of his genes translated over faslkfsjdh short king, I say this with all the love and support of a fellow short monarch)  

- tabitha seems to just be running around doing precisely whatever the fuck she wants and you know what I support her even if she is an asshole her father left her a bunch of trauma and no fucks left to give 

- still thrilled about professor x explaining the spider key fuckup to magneto after the fact like ‘magnus you dumb bitch this is why we split up’ 

- awww kitty has anime and movie posters on her wall and sleeps with a stuffed toy :’)

-          remy                           rogue

                              🤝

doing completely unnecessary parkour around the brotherhood living room seemingly just for the hell of it... I’m not saying soulmates but fucking soulmates 

- fhsadkjlfhsakjldfhsadjkfhsdajkfh just as gambit’s soul-level need to be a little shit survived his bout of mind control, rogue’s deep and urgent desire to kiss gambit full on the mouth survived hers I can’t breathe

she looks so pleased with herself too GOOD FOR YOU GIRL at least get something out of this other than more trauma 

also not only the fact that he’s smart enough to figure out what’s going on (though he’s only partially right about who’s behind it. I do so enjoy gambit/mystique deep and sincere antipathy as a constant across all universes tho lmao pure wlw/mlm hostility) but also that he keeps fending her off like he’s not trying to hurt her even though she’s in nigh on unstoppable and invulnerable terminator mode... awww 

- gambit having absolutely no patience for wolverine and sabertooth’s bullshit macho-off and consistently being this little biker trio’s one brain cell is adding years to my life with every passing moment

his voice is a little different in these scenes too, a bit softer and less like he’s trying to impress someone, it’s nice

- hank: well I barely recognize any of these (completely made up) ‘ancient egyptian hieroglyphs’ but from what I can make out -- *proceeds to infodump a perfect coherent narrative* fjdhfak  

listen this whole thing is such nonsense on so many levels, I’m just turning my brain off so I won’t have to think about it okay, the compulsion to put ancient aliens in egypt haunts us as a culture 

- I am CACKLING about gambit in the snow after having to listen to these two chucklefucks ooze testosterone at each other for hours

he started out taking it in good cheer and is now reduced to ‘dieu would both of you just jump off this fUCKING mountain please’

- ah. a little oops-a-daisy there, we seem to have unleashed the apocalypse. please stand by (they really don’t pull their punches with the season cliffhangers in this show haha)

- opening the season on gambit’s merrily grinning face is the easiest way to gain my favour. yes good this season may commence 

baby u r my

 ANGELLLLLLLL

(he’s so cute here tho haha I think it shows the design isn’t unsalvagable, just get him better hair and stubble more like logan has and you’ve basically got it) 

love his exasperated eyeroll when the dude gets spooked (by his eyes? or just the general weirdness?) too

he’s just trying to keep this crazy family of evil mutants together and unmurdered by one another until they’ve managed to avert the end of the world, bless him  

- oh NO rogue’s LIP wobbles my hhhhhheart ;____; such a good animation detail to put in

- like... I know kurt is just a sad scared teenager with a lot of shit going on and all the adults are too busy averting the end of the world to help him... but buddy maybe don’t ask your sister to wake her abuser (who forced her to kickstart the end of the world!!!!!) when she feels utterly unsafe even with her statue version around huh

- ...wanda is good and I want only good things for her. and for her dad to be disemboweled for what he did to her both the first time around and when he forced her to forget I mean what 

- magneto throwing an epic satelite-slinging tantrum b/c ‘no I am the biggest sexiest strongest mutant of the pack :(’... erik fucking get over yourself 

- yes boys absolutely go along with a plan suggested by a dude who looks at you like this 

nothing bad can come of this surely asdfkhsa

- lance’s quarter of a braincell always trying to go ‘hey wait, maybe... not do this???’ and it never helps lol

- in this episode: Logan Has A Bad Day 

...some very specific bondage positions he’s held in here, I am sure this episode awakened something in someone once upon a time lol 

- logan shielding x-23 with his body... im fine it’s okay I’m not crying don’t look at me

- afsdhlsdfjasdlk those sure are some ‘scottish’ accents flsadkjhkdsjahfsd

- scott relieved to finally be able to cede the position of ‘charles xavier’s least favourite son’ to someone else fjsaklfhsajd (poor scott it’s not your fault honey)

supremely cowardly to suggest there is an ex-wife involved rather than charles slutting his way around the british isles back in the day but okay

- kurt with a cold is the cutest thing I’ve ever seen. it’s okay kid it’ll get better soon

- ...is there an implication here that professor x is naturally blond. because I am losing my entire little mind about it (i mean he at least has to carry the gene, as does this lady?)

ETA: upon doing some research into this I can indeed confirm that charles xavier does seem to be naturally blond, and after this knowledge I will never be the same 

- “listen, dracula” fskdafghasd oh scott you sweet baby angel I love you

- I know jean’s abilities are a bit ‘as strong or as weak as the plot needs right now’ at this point (so you can have the setup for what’s going to happen with them eventually and she’s basically invincible ;____;), and normally I’m cool with it but god I want her to just squash lucas like a little bug

- ewwwww please don’t ever say ‘daddy’ like that again

- ...what the fuck is even going on this episode’s a mess 

like okay the split personality thing could be something but the way it’s done... what just happened lol

- MY BOY EVAN IS BACK! with a real glowup too (...though kind of weird how he suddenly looks like a grown man)

- augh scott’s eyes are so pretty oh my god ;__________________________;

- that episode in the first season where evan makes the ‘this is my new family!!’ video is so sad now (also, again, his poor poor parents) 

- time for: life affirming road trip with gambit (involuntary) faskljdfhaskjd

stunt therapist remy lebeau 

- I mean the way he goes about it is batshit insane and it’s very much secondary to what he’s actually up to but this is the first time rogue’s sounded genuinely hopeful and confident and like herself in like a season <3 

- he is disconcertingly pleased about her nearly throwing him off the train, and may I just say I agree it’s so nice to see rogue with her old fire back 

- the first time I watched this it was of course dubbed into norwegian, so I had no idea either of these characters were southern lol (though to be fair I probably wouldn’t have had much context for what it meant exactly either, I was like ten at the time and not too interested in america) I seem to dimly remember the norwegian voice actor did a little more of a ‘french’-tinged accent for gambit all over tho haha  

- you know what respect where it’s due, pyro dude knows to live his life for the lols and one has to admire his sociopathic dedication to it

interesting that he, too, seems to have fucking hated magneto -- I wonder if the implication here is that he kept all the acolytes in line with blackmail or by keeping something/one hostage? (except sabertooth maybe he’d just have to say ‘you get to fuck shit up and fight wolverine’ and that’d be enough)

- fsdakfhsd he’s so focused on her he doesn’t notice that guy about to hit him fkafhsa 

- fuck everything else except whatever the hell these two’ve got going on

- it’s weirdly cathartic to have rogue have a conversation with someone who was not happily adopted as well, I don’t think kurt like. gets it because his parents loved him unconditionally and still do 

birds of a feather motherfucker  

- fun detail: when the x-men team are on the shore and logan is sniffing around scott is stepping in something and trying to wipe it off his boots in the background

- when he wakes up after passing out from the touch he’s smiling even though she’s standing over him looking like the rage of god outlined by the moon fsajfsa well the last time he passed out like that it was from a kiss, maybe he still has some hopes and dreams in that direction lol (also he recovers from the tumble down the hill first and is checking on her before accidentally brushing her cheek with his hand, which I thought was sweet) 

and it was in that moment he knew he fucked up *passes out*

- ‘I can explain’ can u remy. can u  

- did it ever even occur to you to just. ask her. to help you. I mean I know it didn’t but like rogue’s always one second away from throwing hands with some bully and is stupidly ride or die, if you’d given her the puppydog eyes she would have crumbled immediately (fair enough I guess this entire episode is telling us he’s not from a background where he has much experience with people just helping him without a price haha) 

- his eyes glowing when he’s angry or upset or using a lot of his power is undeniably cool as all hell. I’m just saying it would be Big Sexy if they sort of flickered with light in moments of genuine vulnerability okay  

- his coat... his coat is what makes the Silhouette tm and I could not be happier about it 

- another parent of the year contestant enters the running lol “hey remy have you ever considered that you’re more of a walking bomb factory than a person? that’s certainly how I think of you hahaha c’mon kid let’s go” 

- the running joke of jean luc getting dollar signs in his eyes seeing the other mutant powers and gambit being like ‘nO!!!!’ and pulling him along is amazing haha

- from the way he looks when he touches rogue accidentally and the way he talks to his dad I’m sort of getting the feeling this gambit might actually be a bit younger than he looks?

here too -- idk why but it’s making the ‘wait is he baby???’ alarms go off in my head haha. very early twenties at most. 

- and we’ve officially seen him with all the face cards in the heart suit folks! (yes this is the sort of thing my brain notices no I don’t know either)

- poor logan running his ass off this whole episode in a panic and then she’s like ‘nah he’s fine (in several meanings of the word ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ) please put him down’ hfaskfsda

- rogue without makeup!!! her eyes look so naked like this haha <3

- oooh here’s a really interesting thing that tickles my brain a bit in this specific part of the scene where gambit frees his dad -- the part where he’s leaning against the door frame waiting for jean luc, who’s about to suggest using the opportunity to ruin the rival gang from the inside rather than slipping away while they still can

from his expression here he knows what’s about to happen, what jean luc is about to say, and it’s clearly a ‘man who thought he’d lost all hope loses last additional bit of hope he didn’t even know he still had’ sort of situation. he KNOWS what jean luc is like, and it still hurts that he really, honestly can’t give him even this, can’t appreciate that remy’s already done all this shit for him when he extremely didn’t have to, without immediately (no really, it took him less than ten seconds to go there? jesus) demanding more.  

remy tells him “I’m just here for you” and jean luc does not understand it. remy seems to be sincere in this motivation -- rogue certainly thinks so, having experienced it second hand and found enough at least emotional merit in it to decide he was worth saving even after all his bullshit (lol a bit of a running theme maybe. I think it’s very telling that after she absorbed mystique she was like ‘what the FUCK you’re a fucking monster’, and after she absorbed gambit she went ‘you did the wrong thing for the right reasons’ after she got over the first wave of outrage) 

there’s also what he says as he stands there: “You don’t need me for that”, with the distinct implication that jean luc would only keep him around because he has a use for him and for no other reason -- and then jean luc shamelessly doubles down on that by specifying that it’s not even him he’s got a use for as such, just his powers. that’s some kicking puppies level of deliberately missing the point, it’s almost impressive in how cheerfully mean it is haha

this idea of using people is really important in this episode because remy’s doing basically exactly the same thing to rogue to begin with; it doesn’t really matter to his plan that it’s her that’s with him through this, just what her powers are. (I think it’s  p r e t t y  solidly implied that he does actually like her a lot outside of that too and maybe there is some comfort in having her around for this, but mostly he’s behind a smokescreen of lies through the whole thing sooo I doubt he’s even aware of it, honestly)     

but then it does matter that it’s her when she comes back for him, even after what he did. and unlike jean luc he understands what that means, that she did that for him, and that she didn’t have to. and instead of asking her for more, in return he gives her the thing it’s been established is what he considers the most valuable thing he has; his ‘last card’, the thing he’s credited with keeping him alive many a time, basically. it’s gone from using to mutuality, a tentative place of friendship, and at the end of the day he is a different man than his adoptive father, with a capacity for selflessness and love he lacks. which is of course some of the same stuff going on with rogue and mystique too, except rogue acted from a more fragile and unstable place and did something she regrets, or at least has a LOT of doubts about now, and she found some catharsis in helping someone make a different choice in a similar situation. man there’s some Stuff going on under the surface here haha

(by the way it’s a weirdly... meaningless yet intensely meaningful thing, the gifting of a symbol? of an idea? but he’s putting something very crucial of himself into her hands, is the subtext, and he expects her to understand, which she also does seem to do. at the beginning of the episode he’s proving that he’s seen something true about her -- “You’re such an unhappy girl”, knowing where she comes from, the way she’s mourning her lost confidence and autonomy with her abilities -- and here she’s proving she’s seen something true about him. :’) I wish this show had gone on long enough for this dynamic to progress, it’s really interesting and touching)   

- gambit dragging himself up onto dry land seeing someone approaching (to help?!): :D

gambit seeing that it’s logan and the look on his face: D: 

- rogue using her powers so confidently and fearlessly in this episode tho!!!! 

- *me crying* and then her FAMBILY comes to take her home and he says he’s looking out for her too and kurt still loves her even though they’re having a conflict thing between them and she’s finally able to use her powers without so much fear again and --

- ...did I just watch some baby lesbian love at first sight shit right now???  

- okay last two episodes let’s go

- HELL YEAH STORM (I love that she’s like ‘don’t give me a dumb order like that and I won’t have to disobey it’ too sdfjsaj) her voice has such command I’m usually very much not the ‘step on me’ type butttt

- y’know I feel like apocalypse’s main fault across all versions I’ve seen of him is that he’s like an immortal superpowered god king and he’s not even sexy. like at least make him hot if he’s going to be insufferable in every other way 

- also callout post for apocalypse: one time he made gambit into the Horseman of Death... and didn’t even make him sexy!!! you were handed remy lebeau, supreme bi disaster slut of the x men universe, and you couldn’t even make his brainwashed superpowered evil side hot?? a beautiful stubbled twunk with glowing red eyes and extremely charming :> face practically delivers himself into your hands and you do that to him???? I mean I’m sure apocalypse did some other bad stuff too but that was the worst one

(comics are so dumb y’all) 

- having to watch jean cry is emotional terrorism!! ;___; she has such older sister/mom energy, whenever she gets sad and helpless it hurts 

- oh, OH so PROFESSOR X you’ll make into a hunk and ~*strategically*~ rip his clothes to show off a nipple and a flawless pec in a way that makes me extremely uncomfortable because he’s like The Dad??? apocalypse you are rotten to the core this is unforgivable 

- so wait wanda never actually gets her real memories back. what the FuCk I hope that was a dropped storyline because they ended the show tragically prematurely rather than like. the plan

- why is spyke calling storm ‘storm’ show that’s his auntie o!! >:(

- as a society we need to acknowledge that apocalypse looks like a fucking clown

- ooooh yeah I have been thinking that this show’s greatest visual weakness so far has been not having a visual way to show telepathy/battles of the minds, but this is a pretty cool way to do it! better late than never

- I’m so happy rogue gets to end this herself, since she was forced into starting it against her will, it’s just nice and neat storytelling

- YEAH FUCKING TELL HER KURT AND ROGUE I AM SO PROUD OF YOU and she has the temerity to look pissed off oh my god

the only valid thing mystique has done in her entire life is be in love with destiny. literally everything else she gets up to is a travesty. like I know objectively she’s hot but my loathing for her stops me from even appreciating it. I do enjoy loathing her tho so please don’t change her haha

(a bit odd to have kurt’s attitude to her swing so much but I’m just going to assume he and rogue had a good long conversation after ‘cajun spice’ and that he understands what’s going on better now)

- this last part is such a cruel tease faskdfhsdaj ‘here are all the cool-ass things we had planned. sucks you never get to see it huh’ im devastated 

- magneto without his helmet and playing charmingly with children like charles is going ‘well at least I saved my marriage finally’ fsadkhfjsd (honestly tho I would be super interested in seeing how they’d redeem this magneto because he’s been a real bitch the whole time lol) 

there’s an interesting thing here where magneto looks down at wanda as the last thing he does on screen before this epilogue part (yeah I hope it fucking haunts you forever what you did to her erik you absolute piece of hot garbage) and the last thing charles does is look at jean b/c he knows what’s going to happen to her and it breaks his heart... Dramatic Parallells  

- just the hint of jean as the phoenix has me in full D:D:D: mode tho maybe I wouldn’t have survived it

- gambit in the last groupshot with his arm around rogue ;^) I mean I’m sure they’re headed for some turns and roundabouts along the way but what’s that thing she says as her wedding vow, that she’ll always find her way back? anyway that got me in my heart

- man I really wish this show had been given more seasons, we were barely even getting warmed up here :’(

[anxiousstark]

S3 01 | Tattoo

BIG MASTERLIST | TW REWRITE

Stiles Stilinski x Reader! Half-sibling!Mccall

Word count: 1871

Warnings: Mentions of injuries, blood, murder, dead body, swearing (always).

A/N: SEASON 3 HERE WE COME! Double update this week! 

↪ PLEASE RESPECT MY WORK. DON’T COPY, TRANSLATE OR CLAIM THEM AS YOURS. NOT ON THIS WEBSITE OR ANOTHER. ALL RIGHTS ARE RESERVED.

Summer was the greatest thing that happened to us, and without any doubt, the best thing that had happened to me since I arrived at Beacon Hills. Our summer was full of peace, which is what we needed. No creatures were trying to kill us or other people. We were safe, and even though we couldn't avoid being a little apprehensive, we knew that we were finally safe.

Scott, Melissa and I were able to sit down together, explaining to her everything that had happened. We were terrified because it wasn't easy to explain to someone you loved that danger followed you. After all, we weren't humans anymore. That night we told her everything. Melissa got teary, feeling guilty for not being able to help or do anything for us. We told her that we were fine, we would be fine.

During this peaceful holiday, I was able to get closer to both boys. Scott and I didn't throw ourselves at each other's throats. Of course, there was a long way to walk. We still needed to get used to everything. The hazel-eyed boy and I developed a new habit during summer, whenever we felt anxious we seemed to notice, bodies being attracted to each other, hands interlocking, hoping to give the comfort we sought. Holding hands became a soothing gesture between us. We did it unconsciously.

"Hey, Scott, sure you don't want something like this?" Stiles grabbed a folder, holding it up, showing it to the other boy. I walked closer to him, excited to see what was he holding, knowing Stiles, something that would make me snicker. "Too soon? Yeah." Of course, I snickered when I noticed that he was showing Scott the drawing of a beast that looked like the Kanima. Melissa allowed him to get a tattoo.

For what we got to know, Matt was dead. We still weren't sure what that would mean for Jackson. But we had promised ourselves that we wouldn't get into supernatural trouble during summertime. However, tomorrow was our first day back to class, which meant that the supernatural would come back to form part of our lives.

"I don't know, man, are you sure about this? I mean, these things are pretty permanent, you know?" I walked around the room, admiring the drawings decorating the walls.

"I'm not changing my mind." Scott and I got closer especially at night. One night I woke up after having a nightmare where I saw my mother. It seemed like the other McCall was also having a nightmare, which ended in both of us, sleeping on his bed, and talking about the stuff that worried us. That night Scott McCall cried, he missed Allion, but he couldn't ignore everything that had happened.

"Okay, but why two bands?"

Scott shrugged, stating that he just liked it. "But don't you think your first tattoo should have some sort of meaning, you know, or something?"

"Getting a tattoo means something."

Stiles had a small grin on his face, ready to inform Scott that wasn't the point. But the tattoo artist interrupted him. "He's right, tattooing goes back thousands of years. The Tahitian word 'tatua' means 'to leave a mark.' Like a rite of passage."

"Yeah, you see? He gets it."

"He's covered in tattoos, Scott, literally."

"Okay, you ready? You ain't got any problems with needles, do you?"

"Nope." Scott offered me a smile, ready to get the tattoo he has been asking for so long.

The boy standing next to me scratched his chin. "I tend to get a little squeamish though, so..." There was no time to analyze the situation. Stiles was lying on the floor, an uncomfortable posture making the circumstances even funnier.

I sat on the passenger seat on Stiles's Jeep. Scott had bought a bike with the money he had gained while working for Deaton in the clinic. So now, every day, I was driven to class by the hazel-eyed boy.

"Don't you think it was strange?" He asked me again as I spaced out. "It seems like something supernatural to me. Exactly when we go back to class." After Scott's tattoo, we were ready to go home and have dinner together. My half-brother's happiness due to the tattoo didn't last for long as an excruciating pain made him take the bandages off, realizing the tattoo had disappeared. Maybe we should have taken into account that he was a werewolf, and he healed faster. A tattoo was an open wound.

On our way home, we saw Lydia's car, and not to anyone's surprise, she was with Allison. A deer hit the front of their car, making us run to them to check if they were hurt. Scott was convinced that the deer was terrified.

"I suppose, Stiles." I sighed, running my hands through my hair.

"Hey," He glanced at me for a second, quickly looking back to the road ahead of him. "You alright?" His hand ended up resting on top of my hand, which was resting on my thigh.

"I feel like so many bad things are going to happen again." I lamented. "We still don't know anything about me. There are obstacles everywhere."

"I told you. We will find answers, okay?" He squeezed my hand. To be honest, some nights during summer were spent searching for every scaly creature that exists in the supernatural world. But without knowing what I could do, we couldn't conclude anything. When we arrived at school, we walked directly to our classroom.

Stiles and I glanced at each other when only a couple of minutes into the lecture, Scott had to leave class. My mind went to the worst scenario case, thinking that maybe Melissa was in danger. Stilisnki seemed to notice my change of behaviour, extending his hand, offering me to grab it. I did.

He rested back on his chair, sighing, tired from doing whatever the teacher has ordered us to do. "Hey, Lydia. What is that?" When I followed his gaze, I noticed a bandage around the pretty strawberry blonde girl's ankle. "Is that from the accident?"

"No. Prada bit me."

"Your dog?" I asked. Stiles's other hand extended forward, forbidding me from biting my pen, a nervous habit I didn't notice I was doing.

"No, my designer handbag. Yes, my dog." She replied as if I was stupid, which made me grumble a little while Stiles smiled at my reaction.

"Has it ever bitten you before?" Lydia shook her head. "Okay. What if it's, like, the same thing as the deer? You know, like, how animals start acting weird right before an earthquake or something?"

"Meaning what? There's gonna be an earthquake?"

"Or something. I just... maybe it means something's coming. Something bad." Stiles was completely right. Something was wrong, I felt it.

"It was a deer and a dog. What's that thing you say about threes? Once, twice..." Her words were interrupted when something hit the window, leaving a trail of blood. Every student was interrupted form their concentration, glancing at the window. Jennifer, our teacher, walked towards it. Crows, so many crows were coming towards us. Another one hit the window, and then another, and another.

"S-Stiles..." I whispered, my hand rapidly clutching his shirt between my fingers. The windows couldn't resist so many crows hitting it. They ended up being shattered, thousand of crows getting inside the classroom.

I quickly grabbed Lydia as she seemed to be shocked enough to react, covering her head with my arms. I felt someone doing the same thing for me. Stiles's back pressed tightly against mine, the inside of his thighs pressed against the outside of mines. His arms covering my face after he saw that I was hit by a couple of enraged crows.

Of course, the cops had been called. They were now asking around, trying to understand what was going on. However, this was something out of their reach.

"You alright?" Stiles's hands grabbed my cheeks, lightly moving my head from side to side, making sure that there wasn't any wound or scratch.

"You?" My fingers grasped a feather that seemed to be stuck in his hair, pulling it out. He nodded, sighing in relief, taking me into his arms. That is another habit we had developed during the summer.

"Guys," Mr. Stilisnki came closer to us, his eyes focusing on our intertwined hands. "No more class for today, okay?" He offered us a smile. "Go back home, alright? Make sure you guys are in a safe place." We both nodded.

"Yeah, I see it. It's two bands, right? What does it mean?"

"I don't know. It's just something I traced with my fingers."

"Why is this so important to you? Do you know what the word 'tattoo' means?"

"To mark something." Stiles crossed his arms while letting Derek know as if he didn't know already. He looked so proud of himself.

"Well, that's in Tahitian. In Samoan, it means 'open wound'. I knew I wanted to get a tattoo when I turned 18. I always wanted one. I just decided to get it now, to make it kind of a reward."

"For what?"

"For not calling or texting Allison all summer. Even when I really wanted to, even when it was so hard not to sometimes. I was trying to give her the space she wants. Goin' four months later, it still hurts. It still feels like a, uh..."

"Like an open wound." Stiles finished for him. I sniffed, wiping my wet cheeks. I could feel a pair of eyes on me. "Wait, are you crying?"

I sobbed even harder when the boy standing next to me noticed that I was weeping. "I don't know why," I continued cleaning my face. "I just got emotional." The three boys grinned, Stiles embracing me while softly laughing.

"The pain's gonna be worse than anything you've ever felt." Derek let him know, but that wasn't going to scare Scott.

Fire. He was going to burn Scott. "Oh, wow. That's a... that's a lot for me. So I'm gonna take that as my cue. I'm just gonna wait outside." He tried to leave, and I tried to follow him, but Derek wasn't having any of it when he got up, grabbing us from the back of our shirts, and telling us to hold Scott down.

When we were leaving Derek's house after holding Scott down, who cried loudly, until he passed out. The McCall boy couldn't help but grin and be excited about his first tattoo.

"Well, it looks pretty damn permanent now." Stiles examined it, hands deep down in his pockets.

"Yeah. I kind of needed something permanent. Everything that's happened to us... everything just changes so fast." I sighed, linking my arms with both boys, who offered me a smile. "Everything's so, uh... Ephemeral."

"Studying for the psats?"

"Yep."

"Nice."

Scott opened the front door, but rare enough, he examined it while rubbing his fingers against the wood. "You painted the door. Why'd you paint the door?" He asked, looking back at Derek.

"Go home, Scott."

"Hey," I intervened. Scott's breath got quicker, scratching the paint off the door. "What is going on, Scott?" There was a symbol on the door.

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Evolve pt.2

Isaac Lahey fanfiction

Reader x Isaac Lahey

Prompt - This fanfiction is based loosely off of Teen Wolf Season 2, where Isaac first becomes a werewolf. You are new to Beacon Hills High School and you can’t help but develop a crush on your Chemistry partner. But how will your relationship evolve, once your crush is bitten by Derek and becomes a werewolf?

You couldn’t believe Isaac was a suspect for his own fathers murder. You were so shocked at the news, that you didn’t even question how Scott had found out. You went to school the next day and was even more surprised to find out that Isaac had broken out of the Sheriff’s station and was now a wanted fugitive. You couldn’t help but wonder if this all connected to that suspicious guy who had spoken to Boyd at the ice rink. 

Who was he and why was Isaac hanging around with him? It was all to curious. Both Isaac and Erica had both suddenly turned into two completely different people and they were somehow connected to this Hale guy? And Boyd was still missing, after speaking to them all? And now Isaac’s father was murdered and Isaac had somehow managed to breakout of a jail cell? 

You had too many thoughts to process, so you decided to speak to your friends about your concerns. As soon as you mentioned Derek Hale approaching Boyd, they were instantly concerned, which just confirmed your suspicions more. They all huddled around and made plans to visit Boyd at the ice rink. He was supposed to be working tonight. You offered to go with them, but they instantly turned you down, which made you even more suspicious. 

You knew there was something your friends had been hiding from you and you were certain it all lead to this Derek Hale guy. You decided to follow after them and go to the ice rink yourself. 

You arrived at the ice rink early and decided to confront Boyd first. He was cleaning the ice and it took him a while to notice you were there “What are you doing here Y/N?” He asked, looking slightly concerned. 

“Are you serious?” You question, “I’m here to check up on my friend, who hasn’t been bothered to reply to any of my calls or texts!” You took in a large breath before continuing “Some suspicious guy comes to see you late at night and then I don’t hear from you! You didn’t even bother to come to school! Both Isaac and Erica have begun acting strangely and now you! What has Derek Hale done to you all?!” You begin to ease up, wanting to show your concern “Is he threatening you?” You question. 

Boyd finally looks you in the eye “He’s not threatening us Y/N. He’s helping us.” He finally admits. 

“Boyd, Derek isn’t helping you, he’s using you!” Scott's voice suddenly calls across the rink. You spin around to see your friends standing behind you. 

They all approach you, and begin surrounding you. It was as if they were protecting you from Boyd for some reason. Scott continued speaking to Boyd, until another voice cut him off. 

“I’m not using him Scott.” You turn and peer over Stile’s shoulder. Derek Hale was walking across the ice, followed by Erica and to your surprise Isaac. 

You found yourself drowning out Derek’s next words, your main focus on Isaac. His eyes met yours and your heart instinctively began to beat out of control. A mix of emotions passed through you. You couldn’t help but feel this strong attraction towards Isaac, even through the fear and confusion. ‘He could have murdered his father!’ Your mind kept screaming the same thing over and over, but your heart wouldn’t listen. It yearned for Isaac. 

You finally snapped back to reality at the mention of your name “I will take her home.” Isaac says, crossing his arms across his chest and turning to face Scott. 

“Who? Me?” You blurt out, cursing yourself for zoning out at the conversation at hand. 

Isaac lets out a sigh, before finally making eye contact with you “Yes, you.” He says with a bored tone. 

“Wait a minute.” You interrupt, “I’m not going anywhere! I’m here to talk to my friend. If anyone should be leaving, it should be you!” You gesture towards Isaac irritably “You’re literally a fugitive!”

He lets out a dark laugh “Yeah, well, you’re just a human!” He retorts and you gaze at him in confusion. What was that supposed to mean? 

Before you can question Isaac, Derek suddenly interrupts “That’s enough!” He glares at Issac and to your surprise you visibly see Isaac step back slightly. Was he frightened of Derek? 

Derek swivels around suddenly and addresses Stiles “You. Get her out of here.” He then turns to face Scott “We have some business to attend to.” 

Just as you were about to argue further, Boyd suddenly speaks up “Y/N, it’s okay. Go home and I will speak to you at school tomorrow.” 

You look towards you friend “So you’re coming back to school?” You question and he nods in reply “And you’ll tell me everything that’s being going on with you?” 

He stutters over his reply “Y-yes.”

You were convinced that there was some shady business going on between your friends and Derek Hale. But if Boyd promised to tell you what was happening, for the moment it was the best you could hope for. 

You let out a sigh. “Fine, I’ll speak to you tomorrow. But also text me when you get home so I know you’re safe?” 

Boyd smiles at you and nods. You smile back towards him and suddenly Stile’s arm is around your shoulder “Come on Y/N, I’ll take you home.” 

You look up at Stiles and gently shrug off his arm “That’s okay. My car is in the car park, so I’ll drive myself home.” You smile towards the rest of your friends “I’ll see you all tomorrow.” 

They all say goodbye, except for Scott who is too busy staring daggers at Derek. You walk straight past Isaac, not even bothering to look in his direction, but as you drove home, your mind was uncontrollably filled with thoughts of him. 

Could he really have murdered his own father? How could he have escaped from his jail cell? And why was everyone so unconcerned about him showing up at the ice rink with Derek? Was anyone going to report seeing him to the police? Should you report it? 

You pulled your phone out of your pocket at a stop sign and typed in 911. Your thumb hovered over the call button, but for some unknown reason you couldn’t bring yourself to press it. Except it wasn’t unknown. Deep down, you knew that the reason you couldn’t report seeing Isaac to the police, was because you were in love with him. You were in love with Isaac Lahey. A suspected murder. 

At school the next day, there were so many questions you had for both Boyd and your friends. You had planned to corner them all at lunch and force them to speak to you, but to your annoyance, they somehow all managed to avoid you. This just made you more suspicious and honestly plain mad. You were especially mad at Boyd, however. He had promised to speak to you at school the next day, but he was too busy hanging around with Erica that you never got the chance to talk to him alone and find out what was going on with him.  

You knew what you were doing was wrong, but Boyd and your friends had given you no other choice. After school, you waited in the car park for Boyd and decided to follow him home. You watched as he exited the school, except once again, he was joined at the hip by Erica. Usually Boyd would catch the bus home, except today both him and Erica climbed inside a familiar SUV. Derek Hale’s car. 

You trailed slowly after them. Staying a few cars behind, in order to not get caught. They led you to an abandoned Railway depot. You waited a couple of minutes, gathering your courage, before following them inside. 

You crept around the rusting carcasses of abandoned cars, heading towards the faint light in the centre of the depot. You could see a dust covered train in the distance and voices could be heard from inside. You decided to hang back for a moment and wait to see if you could hear their conversation, but suddenly a body was flying through the air and landed heavily on the ground ten feet away from the carriage. Isaac lay crumpled on the ground, gasping for breath. On instinct you rushed towards him and crouched down beside him, helping him to sit up “Oh my gosh, Isaac are you okay?!” You asked a clear panic in your voice “Quickly, we need to get you out of here!” You say desperately, trying not to think about who had just attacked Isaac and thrown him out of the carriage. All you tried to focus on was getting you both away and to safety. 

Isaac finally glanced up at you confused “Emily? How hard did I hit my head?” He asks, pressing the palm of his hand to the back of his head.

You look over him in worry, before using all of your strength to try and pick him up. It was useless. You weren’t strong enough to carry him. “Isaac, do you think you’re strong enough to move?” You question, debating whether to run away quickly to get help first, or to stay by his side, not wanting to leave him alone.

“There will be no need for that.” A deep voice suddenly interrupts your internal rambling and you look up at the figure, standing in the doorway to the carriage. Derek Hale stared down at you, an amused smirk on his face. 

You stood in front of Isaac protectively “Leave him alone!” You shout. Trying to ignore the panicked beating of your heart and the fear slowly creeping through you, paralysing your body. 

“Do you really think you will be able to protect him?” Derek questions, taking one step towards you.

You stand in place, not wanting to back down “Yes.” You say with false confidence “I have already called the police, they will be here soon to save us.” You lie, trying to scare Derek into running away, but this only makes his smile spread further. 

“You’re lying.” Derek begins to advance towards you. 

Suddenly Isaac is standing in front of you. He pushes you back in one swift motion and stands between you and Derek, acting as a protective barrier “Leave her alone!” He shouts at Derek, before facing you. A worried look on his face. 

“Y/N, are you okay?” He questions. You nod in response, no longer trusting your voice. 

Isaac lets out a sigh of relief, before opening his eyes and glaring at you darkly “What the hell are you doing here?” He questions. 

Isaac's attitude had completely changed and it felt like you were facing a complete stranger. You were too shocked to speak. If he was okay now, why wasn’t he running away from Derek? Was he not the person who attacked him? 

Isaac pulls you out of your internal ramblings “Answer me!” He bellows. 

You flinch back in shock “I-I was looking for Boyd.” You admit. “He promised to speak to me and I was worried about him, so I followed him here.” You speak quickly, your voice shaking slightly. 

Isaac once again lets out a sigh “You shouldn’t be here Y/N. This has nothing to do with you.” He says, his voice fading out into a whisper. 

“It has everything to do with me!” You finally speak up “Boyd is my friend! And there is something weird going on with the rest of my friends and I know it has something to do with Derek! And I’m worried about you!” You exclaim. You hadn’t meant to say the last part, but you were so filled with the adrenaline from the recent events that you couldn’t control yourself. 

“You were worried about me?” Isaac questions. He looks away from you suddenly, trying to hide the blush forming on his cheeks. 

For a brief moment, Isaac looked so much like the old him that you let your guard down and approached him, reaching your hand out to comfort him. But as soon as your hand makes contact with his shoulder, he shrugs your hand away and moves back to stand beside Derek. 

“You don’t need to worry about us anymore Y/N. Myself and Boyd, we are doing fine and the only reason Derek is involved is because he is protecting us. He has provided us with a new life.” 

“What does that even mean?!” You question, raising your voice out of confusion and hurt. As soon as you felt yourself getting closer to Isaac, he always seemed to keep pushing you further away. It felt as if he was scared for you to get too close. 

“Please Y/N. Just leave us alone. Pretend none of this happened and go live a normal life.” He is no longer glaring at you. Instead, it seems as if his eyes are almost pleading with you to just listen to what he was saying and leave. Was Isaac actually pushing you away to protect you? 

It had been a week since your encounter with Isaac. It was clear to you that he wanted you to stay away from him and honestly, you thought that it was probably best for yourself also (He was still a suspect for murder after all). So that night, you turned your back on Isaac, Derek and Boyd and made your way home. 

You had also listened to Isaac’s advice about making more friends at school. You still sat with Stiles, Scott, Lydia and Allison at lunch occasionally and spoke to them in class. But ever since the strange meeting at the ice rink, they had all been distant with you also. 

You made your way to your first class and sighed slightly, knowing Mr Harris had planned a group activity, where you had to continuously switch partners. You cursed yourself for being so distracted by Isaac during that class, that you hadn’t bothered to get to know the rest of your peers and you only hoped it wouldn’t be as awkward as you expected it to be. 

You were on autopilot as you entered the classroom and began making your way to the back of the room, towards your empty desk. The seat next to you had remained vacant ever since Isaac had been arrested, except today the space was no longer empty. Isaac was back in his usual seat, leaning back on his chair slightly and staring out of the window. You felt your heart stop. 

Your strides suddenly became shorter and your pace slower as you walked towards your desk, not sure whether the figure in front of you was real or not. You sat next to Isaac cautiously, trying your hardest to slow the beating of your heart. You glanced up at him nervously, not trusting your voice to say hello. 

You waited for a moment to see if he would acknowledge you, but he continued to stare out of the window, clearly adamant on not speaking to you. 

You gazed across the classroom and noticed the rest of the class also sneaking nervous glances towards Isaac. Mr Harris entered the room suddenly and began to speak “As I’m sure most of you have already noticed, Mr Lahey has returned to us. Now, let’s begin on what really matters here. My lesson.” The whole of the class returned to their forward facing positions and were no longer looking between Isaac and Mr Harris. 

You tried to focus on the sound of Mr Harris’s voice, but you couldn’t help but be painfully aware of Isaac's presence beside you. The last time you were seated next to him, he was sliding his hand up your thigh and you had slapped him hard across the face. Your cheeks suddenly warmed and you looked down at your text book, not wanting anyone to notice the reddening of your cheeks. 

After Mr Harris had finished explaining the experiment procedure, he had initiated a new seating system, so that you would work with a number of different students in your class. 

You quickly began the experiment, with no help from Isaac, and after a couple of minutes it was thankfully time to switch. You watched Isaac as he practically sprinted from his seat and made his way to the desk in front of you. He sat next to Scott and began to converse with him in a hushed whisper. Your curiosity began to take over and you tried your hardest to listen into their conversation, before realising that you had promised yourself you would no longer get yourself involved. You pulled yourself back to reality and smiled at your desk mate as they sat down next to you. You dove back into the experiment, trying to distract yourself from Isaac. After half an hour, you were finally on the last stage of the experiment. 

You last desk partner for the day sat beside you and began talking to you cheerfully. He introduced himself as Brad and you found yourself laughing at a few of his jokes. Even though you were getting along with your new desk mate, you couldn’t help but long for Isaac. You gazed across the classroom and found him seated beside Lydia. He was holding the crystal they had made in his hand and was holding it out in front of her face. You looked away quickly, as Lydia bit into the crystal and Isaac let out an almost seductive smirk.

Even though you had told yourself over and over again to move on and forget about Isaac, you couldn’t hold down this burning feeling of anger and jealousy inside you. You tried to calm yourself down by interacting further with Brad and then to your surprise he asked if you wanted to hang out together at lunch. Although you hadn’t felt a physical attraction towards Brad, you had fun talking to him, so you agreed, hoping to gain another friend. 

You had been texting back and forth with Brad throughout the rest of the day and well into the evening. He even called you before you went to bed and invited you to a rave which was happening tomorrow night. A twinge of guilt had spread through you when he asked, knowing he must be asking you on a date. But before you could refuse, an image of Isaac with his arm around Erica in the dining hall entered your mind, followed by an image of him seductively feeding Lydia the crystal in Chemistry and in a moment of pure jealousy you agreed. 

Both you and Isaac were once again ignoring each other in class the next day. You focused on your work and Isaac lay his head on the desk to sleep. It took most of your will power to stop making glances at his cute sleeping form.

Mr Harris decided to step out of the classroom for a moment, and almost instantaneously everyone began talking amongst themselves in a hushed whisper. Letting out a sigh at not being able to talk to your desk partner, you pulled out your mobile. As soon as you did, it chimed alerting you of an incoming text. You checked your messages and saw it was a text from Brad. You looked towards him. He was seated at the front of the class room and had swiveled around in his chair to smile at you. You returned his smile, before reading his text. 

He says he is excited for your date at the rave tonight. You begin typing out your reply, when suddenly you sense a set of eyes glaring at you. 

You look to the side and immediately make eye contact with Isaac. It was the first time since he had returned to school that he had even bothered to look in your direction and now he was practically burning a hole right though you with his intense gaze. 

You’re so flustered that you can’t seem to form words. Instead you just hold his stare, causing Isaac to be the one to break the deafening silence “Don’t go to the rave tonight.” His abrupt comment stuns you for a moment. 

You finally collect your thoughts and reply “What gives you the right to read my texts?” You ask, dumbfounded at his audacity to invade your privacy. 

He rolls his eyes at you, which fuels your anger more “Just do as I say for once.” 

You let out a shocked choke “I can’t believe you! I’ve already done as you asked! I’ve left you alone. I’ve made new friends and I’ve even gotten myself a date! Which, by the way, is none of your concern. So why don’t you take your own advice and leave me alone?!” You spun away from Isaac and focused on the board in front of you, signalling the end of the conversation. 

Isaac let out an annoyed sound, which you almost mistook as a deep growl. He was about to warn you again about going to the rave, but he was interrupted by Mr Harris’s reappearance in the classroom “Stop the chit chat everyone, or I’ll keep you behind after class!” Mr Harris warned. 

You spent the rest of the lesson sitting in a simmering rage, which Isaac could easily sense. Once the bell rang to signal the end of class, and the end of the school day, you rushed towards the exit. Isaac followed after you, wanting to convince you not to attend the rave, as he knew that Jackson would be there to strike at his next victim. However, as soon as you left the class room you bumped straight into Brad, who was waiting anxiously for you. In your fit of rage aimed towards Isaac, you had completely forgotten to reply to his text. 

Isaac noticed you stop to speak to Brad, so he hung back to listen into your conversation. 

“So Y/N.” Brad began “You’re still up for the rave tonight, right?” He questioned, clearly worried you were no longer interested. 

You knew that Isaac was listening into your conversation, which only angered you further. You forced yourself to smile through your fury. Instead of answering however, you asked Brad to walk you to your car. Not allowing Isaac the chance to speak to you again. As soon as you were out of ear shot of Isaac, you assured Brad that you still wanted to go to the rave with him tonight. Even more now knowing that it would annoy Isaac further. 

Tag list - @rogershoe

[yourwakingnightmares]

So I was rewatching Teen Wolf, trying to find inspiration to actually finish my fic, and I noticed something that had nothing to do with Theo or Scott.

In Season 3, we’re introduced to the twins, Ethan and Aiden. And while the show shows us that Ethan is sort of a good guy, who is in a situation he can’t control, it leaves us with the impression that Aiden is much more violent, and vicious than his brother. That Lydia is what redeems him. However, I’ve noticed several smaller things that can be put together with what we know about them from the show, to prove that they’re both good kids who have been pushed to do bad things.

For starters, although Aiden makes a point of threatening Danny if Ethan doesn’t focus... Aiden doesn’t do anything. Ethan doesn’t even respond to his brother’s threat. As if they both know it’s an empty threat. Now, there are several ideas behind why. 

Now it could be as simple as Ethan knows Aiden wouldn’t do anything like that without permission from Deucalion. It could also be that Ethan knows that Aiden is a lot of talk, with no bite, or that Aiden likes to act badder than he actually is. It could be that Ethan knows Aiden is more afraid of what Danny represents -something to come between Ethan and Aiden -rather than Aiden being angry at Ethan’s shifting loyalties.

There’s also the fact that, when Aiden talks to Lydia later, after Boyd’s death, Aiden looks guilty -he doesn’t deny what happened or his part in it, of course, but he does try to explain it away as ‘that’s the way things are done with werewolves’. 

Firstly, let’s just point out that there are plenty of girls at Beacon Hills Aiden could’ve went after if all he was interested in sex at that point; his ‘assignment’ with Lydia was over, and it would’ve been far easier to look elsewhere. But he doesn’t. As well, it can’t be ignored that Aiden does try to explain his part in it as ‘that’s the way things are done’. He doesn’t justify it, he doesn’t say it’s right;  that look of guilt on his face tells us he knows it isn’t right.

There’s also the moment when Kali finds out Ennis is dead. From what we’ve seen, Ennis and Kali have little interaction beyond orders, and the occasional derisive remark towards them. And yet, in that moment, when Kali breaks down? It’s Aiden who holds her. Aiden who keeps her from losing herself.

Now, for the next point, we do have to make an assumption: namely, that the twins aren’t that much older than Scott and the others. Given the fact that they very easily fit in at school, and that they very much act like teenagers, I think we can safely assume that they are -at most -in their early twenties, and it’s far more probable that they’re in their late teens.

Given that information, let’s talk a bit more about their history. Ethan tells Scott and Stiles they come from a pack of actual monsters; that their pack was the sort that nightmares came from. Later in the show, Theo mentions their pack -while it’s a lie, as we come to find out, Theo was well known for covering his lies with hints of the truth. According to Theo, his story took place when he was thirteen or fourteen -meaning at least three+ years before the events of the third season. Putting the twins’ age between 14-19, approximately, given what we have to go off of.

Now, we can also assume that -like Derek -Ethan and Aiden are born wolves; Ethan says that they didn’t know how to do ‘Voltron Werewolf’ yet, implying that they’d been werewolves for a while before that. As well, the odds of both of them being bitten, and turned, at the same time are less likely, not to mention the fact that the whole concept of ‘two souls, one wolf’ thing works much better with them having always been wolves.

With that assumption firmly explained, that means that odds are good Ethan and Aiden were raised in that monstrous pack; that they were there from a very young age. When Stiles snarkily asks, “What, so you were like the bitches?” Ethan looks remarkably uncomfortable before he answers, “Something like that.”

We can see that their position in Deucalion’s pack isn’t much better; as I stated previously, Ennis and Kali mostly ignore them, and treat them derisively when they do talk to them. Deucalion treats them as little more than his personal attack dogs -we can see this time and again in his interactions with them.

And when Ethan takes Lydia to Derek’s apartment, and the two of them confront Aiden and Kali, Kali looks genuinely surprised that Aiden is standing up to her. It takes her a moment, and even then, with Aiden growling at her, and Ethan there to back him up, she doesn’t look even remotely concerned; like it’s more of a nuisance than anything else.

And what’s Aiden’s response? To try and rationalize. To try and not pick a fight over it. Which is the opposite of almost every interaction we’ve seen from Aiden before. Out of the two of them, he’s the one to react with violence first; he’s the one to run ahead, throwing caution to the wind.

But he tries to reason with Kali over Lydia. And when Lydia asks if ‘this is about to get violent’, Ethan looks almost proud as he says, “Probably.” That whole interaction is very insightful, even though it gets overlooked given what follows.

On one final note... When Jennifer comes crashing in, what is Ethan’s first response? He doesn’t go to his brother until after Jennifer makes it clear she’s there for blood; his first response is to protect Lydia -someone he’s never shown any particular worry over in the first place.

Is it because he knows how much Lydia means to Aiden? I believe it is; we’ve seen that during fights they fight together: even when they’re not the super-wolf, they fight side by side. And yet, in that moment, Ethan’s first response is to protect Lydia -as if he knows that Aiden needs her.

[fandomrewrites]

Season 3a, Episode 1: Tattoo

Hello all! I am back! As of now I don’t think there will be a post schedule but I will try to post once a week - sorry ahead of time if that doesn’t happen. Please message me or reply if you want to be added to a taglist. I am also thinking about starting to post my The 100 series rewrite so tell me if that is something that you guys would be interested in reading. I hope you all enjoy and as always constructive criticism is appreciated. 

Season 3a, Episode 1: Tattoo

Pairings: Scott McCall x Twin Sister, Lydia Martin x Best Friend, Isaac Lahey x Reader

Warnings: Mild violence

Word Count: 3,342

Season 3a Masterlist

"Lyds, I don't want to dress up for a date I don't even want to go on." I say exasperated.

"It's not a date. It's a group thing. So hurry up and get your cute little butt dressed in the outfit I picked out. We still need to pick up Allison." Lydia replied leaving no room for argument.

I let out a huff then reach for the clothes to get dressed. 

"Stop your pouting. At least I stuck with black."

I playfully roll my eyes, "Yeah, at the very least."

"Would you prefer pink?" She asks with a raised eyebrow, making her way to her closet.

"God no." I shudder at the thought. Lydia lets out a light laugh and shakes her head. "Okay. I'm good." I hold my hands out and do a spin for Lydia.

"Hot as ever." She replies with a smirk.

I giggle, "Alright, gorgeous. Let's go." I link my arm with hers as we head out of her house to go pick up Allison.

A little while later Lydia, Allison, and I are sitting in Lydia's car driving down the road. "It's not a date. It's just a group thing." Lydia insists.

"Do they know it's a group thing? Because I told you I'm not ready to get back out there." Allison asks from the backseat.

"Seriously. Isaac and I kinda have a thing going. I really don't want to go on a date." I say.

Lydia first addresses Allison, "You were in France and you didn't do any dating? For four months? And you," She glances at me, "Having a thing going is totally not the same thing as dating."

I roll my eyes but let Allison answer, "Did you? I mean after-"

She gets cut off by Lydia, "Do not mention his name."

"Is he okay? I mean, did everything work out?" Allison questions.

"The doctors looked like idiots when he turned up alive, but yes everyone got over it." Lydia replies.

"Derek has been helping me and him with our Werewolf 101 the whole summer." I say looking back at the hunter.

"Like how not to randomly kill people during a full moon." Lydia adds in.

"So you've talked to him?" Allison asks Lydia.

"Not since he left for London."

"You mean since his dad moved him to London."

"Whatever. He left. And seriously? An American werewolf in London? Like that's not going to be a disaster." I let out a light chuckle and shook my head at the remark.

"Then you're totally over him?"

"Would I be going on a group date if I wasn't?" Lydia questions.

Allison and I share a look, both of us having satisfied smiles on our faces. Lydia glances at us then sighs, "Okay, it's a group date. Not an orgy. You'll both live."

She then brakes at a red light. "Isaac better not find out about this." I say, giving my best friend a stern look.

"So is he your boyfriend?" Allison asks with a smile.

"We aren't official or anything. But I care about him a lot."

"And again. This isn't an orgy. If you aren't official he can't get mad at you for going on dates." Lydia says.

Before I can reply Allison gasps from the backseat. She sinks down and has a look of pure shock on her face. I open my mouth to ask what's wrong but she speaks before I get the chance, "Oh my God, oh my God, I can't see him. Not yet."

Lydia and I share a brief look before looking to the side to see Stiles and Scott stopped next to us at the red light. Allison holds her head in her hands trying to hide, "Lydia, go - please. Go, please."

"But the light." Lydia says. Finally, to stop Allison's begging, Lydia steps on the gas, running the red light. With the jeep disappearing in the rearview mirror Lydia asks, "You all right?"

All Allison can do is shake her head. "Lydia, stop. I need to go back. I need to talk to him." Allison says.

Lydia slows the car to a stop. We all glance out the rear window to see that the jeep stopped too. Lydia starts to speak once more but I can't focus. I start to get a dull pain in my chest. 

I look down at my arm to see the hairs start to raise. I cut off whatever Allison was about to say with a very panicked, "Get out of the car."

I reach over to undo my seat belt and open the door, "What?" Lydia asks.

"Now. Get out of the car now." Lydia and Allison both hurriedly follow my directions,  "Move to the back."

"(Y/N/N), what's wro-" Before Allison even has time to finish the sentence a deer comes out of nowhere and slams right into Lydia's car, smashing through the windshield.

"How did you-" Lydia doesn't finish her sentence, too shocked to continue.

I shake my head, "I- I don't... It might have been my danger sense. I just- I never." I can't complete a sentence, still in shock about what happened.

Suddenly Scott and Stiles are now beside us seeing what happened, "Are you okay?" Scott asks.

"It came out of nowhere." Lydia says.

"Are you hurt?" Stiles questions, checking on Lydia then quickly turning to me.

"We're alright. (Y/N) got us out before it hit." Allison says.

I walk over to the front of the vehicle to get closer to the deer as Lydia starts speaking again, "I'm not alright! I'm completely freaked out. Why the hell did it do that?"

Scott starts to make his way over to me and the deer, "It was scared." Scott says.

I look up at him, "No. Terrified."

 *_*_*_*_*_*

 The next morning I quickly get ready changing into something black of course, though to appease Lydia I decided to go with a lighter colored plaid skirt. 

Once at school Lydia and I wait for Allison by her locker. Lydia surveys the faces in the hall, trying to pick out the new faces. "Freshmen. Tons and tons of fresh men."

I smile and shake my head as Allison says, "You mean fresh boys. They're fourteen."

"Some are more mature than others." Lydia tries to argue.

"You know it's okay to be single. Focus on yourself for a little while. Work on becoming a better person." Allison tries again.

"Allison, I love you. So if you need to do the thing where we talk about me and pretend like we're not actually talking about you, that's totally fine. But I don't want a boyfriend. I want a distraction." She pauses, noticing someone, "Like that."

Allison and I both follow her gaze to see a new student moving through the hall. Looking down at his hand I see a black motorcycle helmet held in a gloved hand. A second student joins the first, identical in looks and the fact that they are both carrying identical helmets.

"Brothers?" Allison questions.

"Twins." Lydia and I answer in unison.

As they walk closer to us I pick up a scent. I cock my head to the side as they both make eye contact with me before quickly averting their eyes. Werewolves.

 *_*_*_*_*_*

 Walking into first period with Allison and Lydia, I move to sit in front of Stiles. Lydia sits next to me leaving the only vacant seat right in front of Scott. Allison walks over and awkwardly asks, "Anyone sitting-"

She gets cut off by Scott's answer, "No, no one. It's all you. All yours. Totally... vacant."

Stiles and I both look at him in disbelief. I mean seriously how can he be so awkward with her. Suddenly all the phones in the class start to either vibrate or ding, letting us know that we have a message.

I, along with everyone else in the class, pick up our phones to check what it is. "The offing was barred by a black bank of clouds..." A young brunette woman, that I have never seen before walks in and starts reading the text.

"And the tranquil waterway leading to the uttermost ends of the Earth flowed somber under an overcast sky seemed to lead into the heart of an immense darkness."

She looks at the class as everyone stares back, "This is the last line to the first book we're going to read. It's also the last text you'll receive in this class. Phones off, everyone."

Rather than shutting my phone off I put it on silent then slide it into my bag. Ms. Blake, the young brunette teacher, starts writing on the board. Not even a minute later the door opens revealing the principal. Ms. Blake and the principal speak for a few seconds then she looks towards the students, "Mr. and Miss McCall?"

All eyes fall on me and my brother as Ms. Blake motions for us to follow. We both look at each other trying to see if the other knows why we are getting called out of class. We sling our backpacks over our shoulders and follow the teacher through the door.

"I'm sure it's an emergency if your mother needs you to leave school. But I'm going to give you a warning in the nicest way possible. I'm well aware of your attendance record. I don't want to see you slip back into old habits."

"I won't. It's going to be different this year." Scott immediately answers.

"Don't need to worry about me." I pull my lips into a tight smile.

"Resolutions are only good if you stick with them." Ms. Blake says, looking between my brother and I.

Scott nods, "I will. I swear it won't be ephemeral."

We both turn to leave, I raise an eyebrow looking at my twin, "Ephemeral? Studying started early this year?"

"PSATs." He simply states.

 *_*_*_*_*_*

 Our mom, Scott, and I rush down the hospital corridor. Mom just told us about Isaac being brought into the hospital earlier that morning with some pretty severe injuries. "Why didn't you tell us before?" Scott asks.

"Honestly, I was hoping I wouldn't have to." Our mom answers.

"What do you mean?"

"Everything you've been doing. The extra reading, the summer school, saving up for the bike - even though it scares me to death. I don't want to break a good rhythm."

Scott stops to look mom in the eyes, "It's not going to stop. I'm going to be better this year. A better student. A better son. A better friend. A better everything. I promise."

"Plus if you really didn't want to tell Scott, you could have told me. I mean I should know about Isaac being hurt any way. We do kinda have a thing going in case you forgot." I speak up.

"Which is why I didn't want to tell you. I didn't want you to be worried."

"Well I am mom."

Mom sighs, "He's in 215. If he's not already in surgery." Scott and I both lean in to kiss mom on the cheek then make our way to Isaac's hospital room.

We quickly slip into the elevator, Scott hitting the button for the second floor. As we wait for the doors to close, a blind man walks through the door. "Could you hit the button for the second floor?"

Scott and I glance at each other, then at the already lit up '2' button. Scott reaches over to press it one more time, shrugging his shoulders at me. "Thank you." The man says.

Once the elevator doors open Scott begins to move out but is stopped by the man's cane. "You wouldn't mind helping me out for a second, would you?" He questions.

"We're kinda in a rush sir. I'm sure you can manage-" I get cut off by Scott elbowing me in the ribs. I throw him a glare as he starts speaking to the man.

"Sorry about her, she's a little worried about her boyfriend. I'll help." Scott takes the man's arm then they begin slowly walking out of the elevator and down the corridor. 

I pause for a minute still in the elevator with my jaw open in shock due to how slow they are moving. I throw my hands up and shake my head. Rather than follow after them I start to make my way to Isaac's room.

I sigh when I see that Isaac is no longer in his room. "Dammit." I turn down the hall looking for Isaac, or Scott. I finally spotted Scott and made my way up to him, "Ditched the blind guy."

"Really -" I cut Scott off, holding a hand to his face. My head snapping to where I know the elevators are. My chest aches as I quickly grab Scott's hand and start pulling him towards the elevators with me. 

We make it in enough time to see the elevator doors still wide open. Isaac is in a wheelchair, unconscious and behind him is a man with scrubs. Though Scott and I both realize rather quickly that the man is not a nurse but rather another werewolf.

Without stopping to think Scott and I run forward, both with our claws and fangs out, attacking the man.

The elevator doors close with a ding as the unknown werewolf, Scott, and I begin fighting. Despite it being two against one the other werewolf is a lot stronger than the two of us. 

The werewolf picks Scott and I up by our throats just as the elevator dings again, signaling that the doors are about to open. 

"Don't you realize what you're dealing with? I'm an Alpha." He says, eyes glowing red.

Before he can do anything else, the Alpha jerks forward in shock as claws jam into his back. Derek Hale stands behind him, making his presence known. "So am I."

The unknown Alpha drops Scott and I, a smile making its way to my face as Derek slams the Alpha's head into the wall. He then picks him up and throws him out of the elevator, quickly closing the doors.

Derek turns to Scott and I, "Aren't you two supposed to be in school?"

 *_*_*_*_*_*

 Derek, Scott, and I leave the hospital with a still unconscious Isaac. Just as we are making our way inside the burnt Hale house Scott's phone rings. Stiles calls wanting to tell him about something that happened at the school, but rather than listen, Scott gets him to meet us.

"You don't still live here, do you?" Scott asks as he hangs up. Derek places Isaac down on a charred table in the middle of the room.

As I stand next to Isaac lightly running my hand through his hair, Derek answers, "No, the county took it over. But there's something here I need."

My eyes don't leave Isaac but I make sure to listen to Derek and Scott talk, "It'll help heal a wound from an Alpha." Derek says to Scott.

"But it did heal." Scott says, confusion evident in his voice.

"Not on the inside."

"Are you going to tell us who that was back there? The Alpha?" Scott asks.

"And why is he here?" I pipe up, finally looking towards the other two in the room.

"A rival pack. It's my problem. I know you both want to help. And you did. I owe you one. Now go home. Go back to being a teenager."

"I'm not leaving until Isaac wakes up." I cross my arms.

Before Derek can reply Scott speaks, "Derek. If you want to pay back the favor now..." Derek breaks eye contact with me to look at Scott, "There is something you can do for me."

Derek and Scott sit in chairs across from each other, Stiles now here, stands by Scott's side. I still stand beside Isaac, constantly switching back and forth from looking at Isaac to the three guys clustered together.

"I see it. Two bands, right?" Derek asks. Scott nods, prompting Derek to ask another question, "What does it mean?"

"I don't know. It's just something I traced with my fingers.” He presses his fingers to a dust covered side table, he draws a circle then a larger circle around the first.

"Why's this so important to you?"

Scott lowers his eyes, "Do you know what the word tattoo means?"

Stiles answers this time, "To mark something."

"That's in Tahitian. In Samoan it means open wound. I knew I was going to get a tattoo when I turned eighteen. I always wanted one. But then I decided to do it now to make it a kind of reward."

"For what?" Derek asks as I knit my eyebrows together.

"For not calling or texting Allison all summer." More softly then before Scott continues, "Even when I really wanted to. Even when some days it was so hard not to. I'm trying to give her the space she wants. But four months later it still hurts. It still feels like- like an open wound."

Derek picks up an acetylene torch once Scott finishes his explanation. "The pain's going to be worse than anything you've ever felt."

Scott nods, "Do it."

Derek lights the torch and almost instantly Stiles says, "Yeah. I'm going to wait outside."

"No, you're going to help hold him down. (Y/N) you too." Derek says.

I nod and make my way over as Stiles, less confidently does the same. We each hold on tight to one of Scott's shoulders as Derek slowly lowers the blue flame to Scott's arm. Scott's eyes start glowing yellow, fangs start growing, and he opens his mouth to scream.

Scott quickly loses consciousness as Derek continues to work on his tattoo.

 *_*_*_*_*_*

 About a minute after Derek finishes the tattoo, Scott snaps awake. He looks up at all of us then lets his gaze drift towards his arm. The two bands are still there, confirming that it worked.

Scott slips his shirt back on and turns to leave the Hale house with Stiles. I still refuse to leave since Isaac still isn't awake. Derek makes his way over to me and Isaac as Stiles looks at Scott's tattoo. "Looks pretty damn permanent now."

"I kind of needed something permanent. Everything that's happened to us - it just feels like everything changes so fast. Everything's so... ephemeral."

A brief moment passes before Stiles asks, "Studying for the PSATs?"

Scott nods, "Yeah."

"Nice." 

Scott opens the front door but before he fully leaves the house he turns to Derek, "You painted the door. Why'd you paint it?"

"Go home, Scott."

"And why only one side?" Derek and I both start towards the two teenagers standing in the doorway. 

"Scott-" Derek tries to get him to leave once more but is cut off with Scott unsheathing his claws and scratching the paint off of the door.

Underneath the red paint is a black triskele pattern. "The birds at school and the deer last night. Just like the night I almost got trampled by deer. The night I got bit by an Alpha. How many are there?"

"A pack of them. An Alpha pack." Derek replies.

Confused Stiles asks the same question on my mind, "All of them? How's that even work?"

"I've heard there's a kind of leader. He's called Deucalion. We know they took Erica and Boyd. Isaac, Peter and I have been trying to find them for the last four months."

"What if you do find them? How do you deal with an Alpha pack?" Scott asks.

"With all the help I can get."

I open my mouth to tell Derek to let us help then but before I get the chance a voice behind us speaks, "Where is she?"

We all turn wide eyed looking towards Isaac, who is now wide awake and sitting up on the table, "Where's the girl?"

I quickly make my way over to Isaac as Derek asks, "What girl?"