#if you don't like allison just know i'm watching you as you sleep

[blackhholes]

-blood marika hackman

we always seem to find each other anyway. even Allison.

[teencopandthesourwolf]

"I'll text Stiles," Scott says, grabbing his backpack. "Then I'm gonna go see Allison.”

When Scott turns back around, Derek's lips are a thin line and they are the only part of him that moves when he asks, through his teeth, "Are you going to talk to her, too?”

Scott just squints. Because—huh? 

"Derek, what do you mean, am I going to talk to her, too?” He narrows his eyes even more, suspicious. “Why else would I be going to see Allison, if not to talk to her? I don't just, like, watch her from afar like some creeper, you know." 

Scott isn't about to admit that he has, embarrassingly, done just that on occasion. Alright, occasions, plural—but only once or twice! Five or six times, tops. And only ever when he thought Allison was, or could possibly be, in danger. It's not weird, though. It's not! It's noble, okay? It just sounds weird when you say it out loud. Even if he hasn't actually said it out loud. Well, at least not just now anyways; he's said it in front of the mirror a couple times and it turns out your reflection can be pretty hurtful and judgemental which, honestly, is a little upsetting.  

Just as Scott realises that Derek must know he just told a lie—half-lie!—the Alpha's face does a thing that Scott has never seen it do before. Ever. The dude looks almost… Human. 

And, what the hell? 

Derek clears his throat and shifts his weight from one foot to the other and worries at his bottom lip a bit and now Scott is feeling anxious because who is this guy? And what has he done with Derek ‘I Will Never Give A Single Thing Away About Myself Ever Other Than The Fact I Am Eternally Pissed’ Hale? (that's one of Stiles's). 

Just the possibility of Derek ‘Emotionally Open and Vulnerable’ Hale is, like—it's just way too much for Scott to handle on a Sunday morning when he's supposed to be at the veterinary surgery in less than fourteen minute's time and has to somehow manage fitting in seeing Allison on the way.

But it seems Scott is also too nosy to just move on from this and let sleeping dogs lie. And both of those things are really annoying because strange old phrases and being overly curious is usually a Stiles thing, not a Scott thing, so Scott really doesn't know what he's supposed to do! 

W.W.S.D. 

What Would Stiles Do?

"Um, Derek, have you been—"

"Firstly, McCall, following somebody around and watching them from a distance is not creepy if you think that they need to be tailed for their own safety, alright?" Derek starts and—well.

Exactly!

Scott actually genuinely likes Derek, for just a moment, because he knew he'd been right about that! He gives himself an internal high-five and an imaginary congratulatory pat on the back because being kind to yourself is never a bad option. Unfortunately, Scott now also has to admit to himself that it does, in fact, sound weird when you say it out loud. Or, well, think it out loud. Whatever, he knows what he means.

He realises that Derek is still speaking.

"...because Stiles is human and also the biggest danger-magnet in the pack, so it makes sense that one of us should be keeping tabs on him. Thirdly, I—“ 

“Someone, Derek!” Scott blurts, “I was going to ask if you've been creeping on someone!" he interrupts because—honestly, in the most way possible—what?! The hell?!

Scott is both stunned and annoyed at hearing that Derek has been following Stiles (hiding around dark corners and slinking about the place like a wolf ninja. Scott should know. Shut up.) 

Because Stiles! Is Scott's best friend! 

And, like, how long has he been doing this? And for what purpose, really? Because Derek's heart just skipped about twelve beats, never mind one, so reason number two was obviously at least a half-lie of his own. 

That's when Derek's mouth clacks audibly shut. 

Scott just stares. And he knows; there is more going on here than meets the eye.

Then it's obvious that Derek knows that Scott knows and then everybody is knowing and looking and looking and knowing and Scott just—he can't stand it, okay? He needs confirmation. He doesn't necessarily want it, but it's like his mom always says: Life's tough sometimes. 

Eventually, he manages to say, "Are you stalking Stiles, Derek?" and hopes to hell he's wrong because he now feels somewhere in between being affronted on his best friend's behalf, totally grossed-out because it's Derek, ugh, and maybe just a little bit amused. Or is it bemused? Possibly confused. Scott is definitely some of those words. 

And again, seriously, what the hell?  

Has Derek honestly been creeping on Stiles because he's concerned for Stiles's safety? And, if so, why? Like, does Derek even get concerned for humans? Or other wolves for that matter (apart from maybe his own betas which is probably only a biological thing anyway, Scott reckons). Does Derek care about anybody? At all? Dude doesn't even care about himself, Scott doesn't think.

Scott now tries his best to come up with another reason, any other possible reason, that someone might have to follow a person around, but he can't seem to land on—OH, GOD! DOES DEREK HAVE A CRUSH ON STILES? Oh, shit! Oh, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit! He can't. But he—nope. No! Because what. The actual. Hell! He just—no. No, no, no. He can't! Can he? Oh, my God, what if he does?! And if it is true... ew! Derek Hale crushing is just gross! And on Stiles?! Just, no. But also, why? And also-also, how the hell did Scott not notice something sooner?! 

And another thing: Did Scott somehow wake up this morning having somehow travelled in his sleep to one of those Affirmative Universe places that Stiles is always banging on about?

Man, Scott has, like, so many questions. 

Derek still hasn't said anything and is just standing opposite Scott with his stupid arms folded across his stupid chest with his stupid beard in his stupid loft looking really, really stupidly sheepish, and Scott thinks, yep.

Affirmative Universe. 

He doesn't know what to do and Stiles isn't here to ask, so he waves a confused (and maybe amused and bemused) arm in the air and says, “Derek, what the hell is going on? Have we travelled to an Affirmative Universe or something, because—”  

“Don't you mean Alternative Universe?”  

“—you never just, I don't know, don't throw something offensive or at least defensive back at me when I'm talking to you about Stiles. Or, you know, anybody else. Or anything else, come to think of it!”   

Derek now looks, for real, actually scared.

And Scott? Well, Scott is now officially terrified.  

His phone starts ringing and, as it's already in his hand, he just answers it without looking, eyes still fixed on Derek The Imposter. 

“Yooooo, amigo, what's the plan?” 

It's Stiles. Of course it's Stiles. 

Stiles is on the phone and Derek Hale might-probably-definitely have a crush on him, and Scott may or may not be in an Affirmative Universe but can't know for sure and can no longer speak or think or breathe.

“Uh, Scottie? Scottland? Sir Scott-A-Lot? You there, ol’buddy, ol’pal?” 

Derek can obviously hear who is on the other end of the phone. He looks positively constipated, his brows knitting together even tighter than before, tighter than ever before, and his lethal jaw is ticking away like it's being controlled by the World Clock in Berlin that Scott learned about in middle school.

Scott sighs, heavy, like he's seventy years old instead of seventeen.

Derek is now giving his best version of Scott's own speciality Puppy Dog Eyes (something Stiles and Allison always accuse him of), with a definite flavour of please, don't tell…

And Scott wants to cry. Like a baby. Like, throw himself onto the floor and scream and shout and kick his feet in the air. 

Instead, he grits his teeth together like the mature person he is, feeling very firmly smooshed between a best friend-shaped rock and a werewolf-scented hard place. 

Ugh, his life is just so unfair!

He mouths YOU OWE ME to Derek, and Derek's whole body visibly sags with relief. 

Then he takes a deep breath and answers Stiles—who is now chanting ScottieScottieScottieScottieScottieScottieScottie down the phone—with, “Dude, shut up and listen, will you! I think we might have a very real problem with Affirmative Universes!”

[kjupchurch-xx]

The Fight - WattPad Request

I sighed as I ran my fingers through my hair. Hugh and I had been together for one year, but the year hadn't been the easiest. I was not used to stardom or used to being with someone that was an actor. While I could understand the flirting and intimacy while filming a movie, I didn't understand or appreciate the flirting during interviews. It was unnecessary.

Hugh sighed, "You know I'm just playing the part, babe." He said as he sat down on the couch, beside me.

He shifted on the couch, "Why do you do this?" He asked sincerely.

I looked over at him, giving him a side eye, "Why do I do what?" I asked him sarcastically.

He wasn't going to spin this around on me. I've sat through fan girls gawking over him, I've sat through men gawking over him, I've sat through his films watching the sex scenes or the kissing scenes. Interviews were where I drew the line.

He raised his voice, clearly becoming annoyed, "Do shit like this, Kaitlyn! You know I'm promoting a film. I'm not sleeping with my bloody interviewers!" He said as he threw his hands up in defeat.

I took a deep breath, "So what's the deal with the girl telling you she feels as if you're unreachable and asking if she can sit on your fucking lap?!" I asking impatiently, raising my voice with the last sentence.

He shrugged, "I don't know. I was just playing along with it." He said bluntly, looking at me with an irritated expression.

I quickly jumped off the couch and looked down at him, "Playing the part? So was playing the part fucking kissing her and 'taking her as your Nicole'?!"

This interviewer was an attractive foreign girl dressed as a cheap flight attendant, who had interviewed Hugh for his Wolverine Origins movie. Hugh knew she'd crossed a line in the interview and knew I'd be livid after seeing it. This was different from the other interviews. With Allison, she's a friend of mine and Hugh's. I know she genuinely means no harm and is only being funny and flirty for her viewers, and even though she is a beautiful woman, I know Hugh would not be sexually interested in her.

I trust Hugh, but I don't trust the slutty women that throw themselves all over him during an interview. But the problem is whenever you've been apart for quite some time for filming and now some slutty ass bitch is practically throwing her soaking wet vagina at your man, and he knows he could take it if he wanted to.

He sighed loudly, running his fingers through us hair. "Look, I know I fucked up. I'm sorry. The interview was disrespectful to you and I'm sorry. I don't know what else you want me to say."

I chuckled dryly as I rolled my eyes, "I guess you'll just have to figure that one out for yourself." I said bluntly as I walked into the bedroom, flinging myself on the bed.

I didn't want to be mad at Hugh, I love him with all my heart, but the thought of that girl telling him to move things to his bedroom, seeing him kiss her twice while also joking about how his bedroom had a nice view, really rubbed me the wrong way and if I'm being honest, disgusted me beyond belief.

I heard him frustratedly say, "Goddamit." From the other room, but chose to ignore it. He knew my past and how every man I'd ever been with had cheated or used me for their own pleasure. He knew that there were still things that triggered me, yet chose to feed into her bullshit on camera. It almost felt like the way he was looking at her, was the same way he looked at me.

I felt a stray tear begin to fall down my cheek. I sniffled, quickly wiping it away but more began to fall. I hugged the pillow beside me and cried into it. Seeing him kiss her was the worst part. Joking about his bedroom being something she'd enjoy hurt me to my core, regardless of if he were joking or not. He's a jealous person, and I know if the roles were reversed, he'd be just as upset, and he knows he would.

I heard footsteps coming towards the bed, looking to see him peering down at me.

“Baby.” He said softly, as he realized I was crying.

I sighed, quickly trying to wipe the tears away as he sat beside me on our bed.

“Baby, I’m sorry. I know the interview went too far.” He said, his voice gentle.

I looked up at him, not wanting to talk. I couldn’t figure out what to say without wanting to continue to lash out.

He began caressing my arm, “I love you. I never want you to feel like there’s anyone else I want or would be with romantically or intimately.” He said softly as I turned to face him.

I ran my hand over my nose, sniffling. “It’s hard to not feel that way whenever you do interviews and act the way you do.” I said as my voice cracked.

He sighed deeply as he laid beside me, pulling me into his chest. “I know. I wasn’t thinking about it. I was just trying to promote the film and finish the interview as quickly as possible.”

I took a deep breath, inhaling sharply. “I don’t want you to not be yourself during interviews or to avoid playing around because of me. I’m not threatened by your interviews with Allison whatsoever, but the way this bitch was acting towards you makes me want to claw her fucking eyes out.”

He chuckled softly, “You have nothing to worry about, babe. You make me so incredibly happy. There’s no other woman on this planet that I’d want to spend the rest of my life. Regardless of how mad she is over me.” He said as he wrapped his arms tightly around me, kissing my head.

I smiled as I traced patterns on the fabric of his shirt that was covering his chest.

He caressed my back as he spoke, “I promise I’ll tone the interviews down, okay?”

I chuckled, “You don’t have to do that, baby… just… if they try to throw their vaginas at you, just… fuck, I don’t know.” I laughed. “Tell them your girlfriend will literally smash their face into the sidewalk.”

He laughed as he nodded, “You’re something else…” he said through his laughter. “I love you.”

I smiled, lifting my head to kiss him, “I love you more.”

[sexualtensiongrowing21]

Prompt: “Just a while longer.” // Stiles Stilinski x reader

Trigger Warnings // None?

I got home from the hospital this morning. Five days of being stuck there and I was finally home. Scott and Isaac haven't left me alone since they helped me lay down on my bed.

“You don't have to babysit me. I'm fine, really.” I flash a smile their way.

“Y/N, you were attacked by an alpha. We could have lost you.” I grimace. I had snuck into the abandoned bank with Allison to try and help the boys. Before Ennis fell with Derek he had thrown me into a wall. The next thing I knew I was in the hospital and Derek was dead.

“Yes, but I'm okay. I promise. I'm not going anywhere. Now please. Leave me alone. I need to shower and I don't think either of you want to be here while I change.” Scott makes a face of disgust while Isaac raises his eyes in thought. He clears his throat “Well, I mean if you’re offering…” He smiles while my brother grabs him by the shoulder and makes him follow him out of the room.

I get up slowly and walk to the bathroom. Turning on the water as hot as it will go I let it run while I undress. New scares litter my body. Across my collar bone, nail marks along my wrists, scratches down my thighs. A completely different person stares back at me from a year ago. Before I knew of werewolves and there were no crazy darachs trying to sacrifice anyone. Sighing, I step into the shower.

I wrap a towel around myself as I step out of the bathroom into my room. I come to a stop when I see Stiles on my bed. He stands quickly once he finally notices me.

“Uh- Scott let me in. Said you got home this morning.” I look at him. He looks awful, like he hasn't slept in days.

“I did.” As if just realizing I am only in a towel his face reddens and he turns around while covering his eyes. A small laugh escapes my lips as I grab my brother's Beacon Hills lacrosse t-shirt and some shorts. Once I am dressed I make my way to the bed grabbing Stiles hands and pulling him to sit with me on the bed.

He is examining my face closely as if trying to memorize all my features. He places his hand on the side of my face and leans his forehead to mine. “I thought I lost you.” He says barely above a whisper “Never.” I said, closing my eyes and meeting his lips with mine.

We are cuddling under the blankets watching Twilight when I finally have the nerve to ask him the question that's been on my mind since I woke up in the hospital five days ago.

“Why didn't you come and see me?” I pause, moving in his arms so that I am facing him. He closes his eyes with a pained expression.

“I was there.” he swallows. “But I couldn't bring myself to go into your room.” I furrow my brows in confusion. “What? Why?” He won't look at me so I bring my hands to his face so that I can see his eyes. I always get lost in his honey brown eyes.

“I was supposed to protect you. But when I looked around you were gone. You had left and I didnt notice.” a single tear escapes his eye. “If I wasn't so distracted I could have stopped you and you wouldn't be hurt.” He puts his hands on top of mine and pulls them from his face to intertwine his fingers with mine.

A pang of guilt hits my heart. “Oh Stiles, it's not your fault. I knew you would try and stop me.” I squeeze his hands. “I promise I will always tell you when I'm leaving, but just know I will always try and help. No matter what. I can't lose my brother.” he slowly nods his head. “I know.. I was just scared. You mean so much to me Y/N.” I smile and lean over and kiss him which he returns.

After the movie was over I had fallen asleep and started to wake up to the feeling of Stiles trying to get out of bed. “Stay.” I mumble sleepily. “It's late. Scott wouldn't be happy if I stayed the night.” Reaching around the bed with my eyes closed I find his chest and push him down to me. I place my head back on his chest. “Just a while longer, I sleep better when you're here.”

He finally gives in and his arm comes to wrap around my back. He kisses the top of my head. “Fine. Only for you.”

Just before I am about to fall asleep again I whisper. “ I love you, Stiles Stilinski.”

[hedwig394]

The Piece That Doesn't Fit

Derek Hale x Sarah McCall

Timeline: After the last episode of Teen Wolf: Season 2

Derek's POV-

Sarah sleeps in my arms peacefully. Idly stroking her arm, I look at the ceiling and then back at her head, which is lying on my chest. I wonder what she thinks when she looks at me. I wonder why she trusts me. I kiss her head, whatever the reason is, I'm grateful that she does.

Gerard is dying, quite fast compared to cancer, according to what Chris said. He deserves it. I'm not big on forgiveness, and I haven't forgiven Allison either, but that's a story for another day. Everything else in the world can wait, I just want to be here with Sarah.

I have no one in my pack now, I realise. It's only Isaac, but he's more loyal to Scott. And I don't want to fight with Scott again, not after I've seen what it does to Sarah. Being torn between her brother and her boyfriend isn't the best place to be, and she used to be so frustrated and angry at everything.

Words flash into my mind for the hundredth time after the fight, words belonging to Gerard Argent. I'd rather never think of the bastard, but what he said feels like it's true.

"Scott, don't. You know that he's gonna kill me right after. He'll be an Alpha." I plead. Scott doesn't listen. He walks towards me determinedly, and Sarah yells, "Scott stop!" She tries to run towards us but the kanima throws Allison to the ground and grabs Sarah's throat instead.

My own death doesn't scare me more than that monster's hand around Sarah's throat. She isn't giving up, though. My brave, strong woman. My heavenly fire, she isn't giving up even in the face of imminent death.

"That's true... But I think he already knows that, don't you, Scott?" Gerard says, smirking. "He knows that the ultimate prize is Allison. Do this small task for me, and they can be together."

Sarah looks at her brother with disbelief, her eyes slowly flood with tears. "Scott...don't." She chokes. But her brother doesn't stop. He walks towards me, and I've never imagined a day where I'm afraid of Scott. But today is that day.

"Scott if anything happens to Derek, I'll never forgive you!" Sarah shouts, tears streaming down her beautiful face.

I try to reach for her, but can't. Listening to my name from her mouth feels like a declaration of love, and the fact that she's willing to go against her own brother for me makes me feel more loved than I have ever been. But it also makes me feel shameful. She's going against her brother for me.

Scott gives her a pleading look before sinking his claws in my neck. I groan in pain as he hauls me up.

"How very touching," Gerard says, looking at Sarah with malice. "You are the only piece that doesn't fit, Derek. And, in case you haven't learned yet, there is just no competing with young love." He spits at me.

Scott forces me to bite Gerard's arm and drops me to the cold ground. But I never hit it because two soft yet strong arms wrap around me, cushioning my fall. I collapse in Sarah's arms, resting my head on her shoulder. Sarah holds me tightly and whispers, "Don't worry. I'm here for you."

She is. I wrap both arms around her, inhaling her scent. She is here for me. She shouldn't be. What have I ever done to deserve her?

That's the same thought in my head as I reel out of the memory and look at her again. She stirs as if woken by the gravity of thoughts. Holding me tighter, she doesn't have to even look at me before saying, "Can't sleep?"

I pretend to be asleep, but she says, "Don't pretend. I may not be a werewolf but I can detect when you're not asleep."

"Fine," I grumble, turning to my side so that I'm spooning her now. "I can't sleep. Happy?" I kiss her shoulder and inhale her scent of vanilla and jasmine.

"Of course, I'm not 'happy'." She says, turning around to look at me. "Tell me why you're awake. You're supposed to be asleep."

"I know." I sigh, "I was watching you sleep."

"Right. And that's not creepy at all."

I laugh. "You look beautiful when you sleep. Your mouth's slightly open, and you hold me close to yourself. Of course, I'd love to see that."

Sarah blushes. Even after we've been together for months, she still blushes every time I say something romantic to her. She pulls a straight face again, and says, "Hey! You can't distract me by being romantic. Tell me, what's keeping you awake?"

"Nothing," I say, shrugging. She doesn't believe me. "I'm not stupid, Der."

"It's nothing, Sarah." I say, "Go back to sleep."

"I will once you do." She says adamantly.

Even when I don't want to, I turn my back on her, facing the other side. She hugs me from behind and says, "Tell me. What's bothering my Sourwolf?"

Stiles Fucking Stilinski. He gave me that nickname long ago and Sarah loved how mad I got because of it. So much so that even she calls me that.

I don't get mad at her when she calls me that, but still, it's obnoxious.

"Is it what Gerard said?" She asks, and my silence gives her the answer.

"Der, look at me." She says. I turn around and she kisses me. I kiss her back, pulling her on top of me. She breaks the kiss and lays her head on my chest again. I sigh contentedly.

"He was wrong when he said that," She murmurs, and I shake my head, "Was he? I think he was right. I don't fit among you guys, Sarah. I don't fit in Scott's perfect pack, not the traumatised, rude wolf, no."

Sarah doesn't say anything for a long time, and I almost think she has fallen asleep. But then she says, "Not yet."

I scoff. "You think's Scott gonna wanna want me as his ally? After we've been hating each other for months?"

"If there's anything my brother excels at, it's forgiveness." Sarah says slowly, "You may not be a part of Scott's pack, but that doesn't make you insignificant, Der."

I'm sure that she does not want to see me wallow in self-pity, but I can't help but say, "Gerard said otherwise."

"Since when do you take the old hog hag's words seriously?" She chides and I almost laugh. She's right, I shouldn't take Gerard seriously. But I cannot help it. I can't help but doubt if his words are true. Sarah would never let me believe it, but I do feel insignificant.

I turn around, and hug her. What would I do without her? When I came back to Beacon Hills, my sole purpose and focus was finding out who killed Laura, and leaving immediately after.

But then I saw two boys trudging around my house, one of them too noisy and the other wheezing from asthma. When the latter lost his inhaler, I had hoped that he wouldn't come back. I don't want anyone near my house.

But they did. And not just them this time, with them was a woman. Great, I had said to myself, I did not script in more guests. But then I saw her face, only from afar, but my breath was stolen out of my lungs. After a long time, I found myself smiling.

Sarah tries not to fall asleep, and I kiss her. She kisses me back and gives me a goofy smile. But then her face turns serious again.

"Gerard did whatever damage he could." She says grimly, "He said what he wanted to. And Derek, there are going to be people in your life who'll say some pretty mean shit to you."

"And I should rip their throat out." I say nonchalantly and she rolls her eyes, "No. How many people would you kill?" She asks me, and doesn't wait for an answer, "You know what, I actually don't wanna know."

I chuckle and she smiles at me softly.

"My point is," She says, "People talk. One day about one person, and the next day about the other. You cannot silence everyone. You cannot control what you hear, but you can control what you listen to."

I blink. That was a very heavy statement.

"Don't listen to people who don't care about you." She shrugs, "Listen to those who actually care about you."

"Like who?" I tease, stroking her thigh.

"Oh, fuck you." She yawns, "I'm sleepy. Not tonight."

I laugh. As much as I would like to tear our clothes apart and bury myself inside her, she's right. Even I'm getting sleepy.

"And just because someone said something doesn't make it necessarily true." She says and kisses my cheek. "I know it's easy to talk about all of this and much more difficult to actually implement it, you have to try."

Her hair fan her face, and I stroke them away as I plant a kiss on her head. There she is. My paramour. Capable of understanding me.

I keep her hand on my heart, wishing that she'd be able to feel what I cannot say. Feel what runs through my veins, feel that every single beat of my heart calls her name.

She's right. As much as I still feel like an oddball, I feel different with Sarah. With her in my arms, I feel like I'm home. I feel that I fit in, in her company. In her arms. In her life.

[burningmoonus]

TUA SPOILERS!!!

Sorry for the mistakes. I'm half asleep

Boy oh boy.

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Now that was ....something. actors did they job kudos to them. But goddammit. Whoever wrote the script...I'm under your bed, watch out.

Starting off strong, the first thing that threw me off was a time jump. If it's done properly, it works just fine. You can't just give me a recap of season 3 finale and then BOOM 6 years later with no explanation or whatever. And that little introduction into character's lives now is not it.

You need to do more than that. Because it creates some plot holes and not just some.... Big plot holes.

Like what happened to Sloane? How did our characters got to where they now? And why some of them act the way that they act.

Why do I have to think of it? I'm a watcher I wanna WATCH it.

The scene with Allison where she's like 'oh they probably hate me for what I did, I can't go in blah blah...' this scene pissed me off.

Yeah I know we had SIX year gap from the last season, but Jesus christ, you can't just take away someone's superpowers and then write your character's as If they ok with it. That doesn't make any sense.

Luther and Sloane. So you telling me that Luther found the love of his life MARRIED her, and then she disappeared and what? He's not looking for her? Just a brief moment about her wasn't enough. He finally found someone who loved him no matter what, and then she was taken away, and that's it?

The Klaus plot line is useless and tiresome. Instead of making his character go through some development as he gains his power back, the writers just make him go back to his antics ? Drinking stealing, etc.... like that's boring. I was skipping almost all of his scenes. And he's my favorite character, mind you.

Five and Lila. I don't want to comment. Just gross. And annoying.

Lila annoyed me this season a lot.

Yeah, you hate your family, I get it It happens.

But Jesus, why don't you talk to Diego about what you feeling? And the book club/keepers meetings? Of course Diego would think that you'd cheat on him. Instead of hiding things try talking about them.

Five was kinda useless this season. All he did is said that we all must die. Yeah he tried to work things about Ben/Jennifer but instead of finding the solution he started sleeping with Lila. Yikes and then he didn't wanna leave back to the present days; and wanted Lila to stay with him when she has a whole ass family with 3 kids????

Ben and Jennifer....well at least they went with a bang(get it?...cause the reason they gone was because they started to bang each other. sorry that was a stupid joke)

I did NOT feel bad about Jennifer...bc I didn't feel the connection to her, that's bc she was written badly she was kinda bland, and I'm sorry.

Why Ben was the only one who was destined for whatever this was? Why wasn't it someone else?Just bc he died saving her? And don't give me this soulmates bullshit or fate shit! It doesn't make sense.

You telling me that when I just got Ben back you taking him away????

Out of all characters I liked Reginald the most.

And that should tell you have little the writers cared about these characters.

The amount of plot holes and some stupid nonsense is the reason why I haven't seen 1 positive feedback about this season.

[knickknacksandallthat]

wait so do the foxes actually think kerejean is a thing?

or do they still think its just sex, cause kev never actually explained it

LMAO anon - this is a fabulous question! And I feel like, in true Fox fashion, Kevin hasn't answered it.

AKA the Foxes, while Kevin was at the hospital checking up on his dad the next morning, were definitely taking bets on what the hell just happened.

Boyd: *stuffing his mouth full of bagel* Dude, no way. They're banging. You see that possessive move by Moreau? Man was practically announcing to the room how they're bumping baguettes now.

Aaron: bumping baguettes? what the actual fuck, boyd?

Dan: *banging spoon on table* I will not allow stereotyping at this breakfast table! Observation allowed, withdraw the metaphor.

Matt: Withdrawn. Sorry, your honor.

Dan: Don't let it happen again.

Nicky: *on Kevin's laptop which the Foxes definitely found and powered up without asking* Okay, nope. Not enough. Those Trojans are the literal definition of touchy-feely, and they definitely turned Jean once he got there. So I need some facts - does Kev have a hickey? Are they wearing each other's clothes? Did you find a used condom in the bathroom trash can?

Aaron: I am NOT fucking digging through their trash, Nicky! Are you kidding me?

Nicky: *shrugging* You want proof? I'm just offering the method.

Allison: Nope, I'm calling it right here, right now. It's the whole enchilada. The big L, sex - the works.

Dan: Evidence?

Allison: Are you kidding me? Have any of you even been watching them? Neil, tell them.

Neil: *without looking up from his bowl of cereal* no.

Allison: See? That's proof right there. Neil would be denying it if it wasn't.

(Neil scowls at her.)

Aaron: okay, not that I'm buying into this whole "they're dating" thing, but they did sleep in the same bedroom last night.

Andrew: So did you, me, and Nicky for two plus years in college. Are you saying we all slept with him?

Allison: I don't know. Did you?

(Now Andrew glares at her.)

Aaron: *rolls eyes* That was different, Andrew.

Nicky: Well, I know I sure as hell didn't because lord knows I tried. That boy is the king of snacks and he let me starve. For years.

Dan: All right, so it sounds like we've got three categories: it's nothing, they're fucking, or they're an item now. Show of hands? Just raise the number of which choice you believe it is and I'll mark 'em down.

Katelyn: you guys are the weirdest bunch to eat breakfast with.

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Chapter Two of Stars around my scars - Jake kiszka fic

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phoebes note: Hope you enjoy feedback is very appreciated thank you for reading

Allison stirred in her sleep Her heart fell into her stomach as she almost fell off the Bench She sits up immediately gripping the bench with a fist " Allison?" She heard a Voice call from across the Street She looked up Seeing Sam and Danny walk across toward her Shit she thought She got up off of the bench and Pulled her backpack on fixing her hat She grabbed the store keys from her pocket and began unlocking the door "Allison?? Hello??" Danny repeated again.

They were now right behind her Allison turned around to face them Earning a Gasp from both of them " What?" She asked her eyebrows furrow Sam raised his hand to her cheek "Dude what happened? Your Cheek is fuckin bruised like hell!" She Covered it immediately "Nothing um-" "Why were you sleeping out here just now Allie... Are you okay? You never come to work this early." Danny cut her off

" Yes, I'm fine! God! What is it with you people and thinking I'm not okay all the time?!" She seethed through clenched teeth squeezing her eyes shut and clenching her fists A frustrated sigh left her lips "I'm sorry I-" " It's okay Allie let's go inside you've gotta be cold," Sam said looking down at her He places a hand on her back leading her into the Music store " Thanks Um-" " You don't have to Explain Allie It's okay. Just chill out behind the Desk and We will split your work alright?" Sam said Raising his eyebrows in an 'Okay?' She nodded "Okay.. Thanks Sammy."

Allison sat behind the counter picking at her nail polish as The Boys walked around checking all the Vinyls and Cds checking if they were in their right spots Sam didn't even work there but he had learned over the Few Months Daniel and Allison had worked there on what to do like Setting up Guitars and Other Instruments Danny began sweeping the floor when The Bell over the door rang Allison sat up looking over Greeting their first customer of the day. " Hey Welcome to The Rainbow Records How can I Help-" She met eyes with His Deep Brown eyes " Oh, Hey Jake.." She smiled weakly He turned away from her looking down at the First Crate of Vinyls near the door "Yo Jakey! Come over here and Help me with this amp!" Sam shouted causing Jake looked over at Her again then cutting off their eye contact once again walking over to his little brother a Smile immediately grows on his face as he saw Sam and Danny Their laughter rang through the Store making her feel miserable Allison watched them closely Seeing Jake work on the Broken amp Making jokes to make his little brother laugh

"What is wrong with you? and Be real with me because you know I don't judge." Danny Had come up and leaned against the Desk Looking at Her with a Worried Expression He tried to get her to look into his eyes he leaned down to see her eyes fully her left eye was almost swollen because of the bruise it must've swelled overnight. She hadn't realized how hard her mother had hit her. " I uh-“ She paused Rolling her eyes sighing “I ran away that's why I was um- sleeping on the bench outside... My Uh My mom." She pointed up to her Cheek " She hit you?" His eyebrows furrowing "Oh my God." He traveled behind the Desk And Wrapped her in his arms holding the back of her head "How long has this been going on?" He said talking into her hair still holding her

No one really Knew Knew that Allison was Abused at home Except Karen and Kelly and Now Danny knows. Everyone kind of just thought Her mother was a Strict bitch and Josh didn't even know all of the details She was just really good at hiding bruises and scars But whenever She hit her in the Face it was always hard " It's okay!... It's okay! because You can just stay with us okay? You can stay with us for however long you want to I'll talk to Karen she will let you stay." Allison Shook her head furiously "No Danny I can't I- I'll just go back home I can't just intrude on their Life She already has four teenagers living with her She doesn't need Five."  " Six. It would be six cause I'm always over there... But you're missing the point you can't go back over there if your mom is being an abusive bitch." Danny leaned against the counter crossing his arms His face in that serious ‘You know i’m right’ look "I don't know Dan.. Maybe she's forgotten about it when I go back home it'll be better by tonight I know it will! She'll act like nothing is wrong!" the Bell Above the door rang again Making them all turn their attention to the door.

" Dovey... My Dove I have- Um What the fuck happened to your fucking face!" Josh Exclaimed running behind the Counter Grabbing Her chin and holding it moving her face all around evaluating her “Her Mom Hit her last night Sam and I found her Sleeping outside on the Bench." Danny filled Josh In and Josh Crossed his arms "Honey it was Below fifty degrees last night?!" Josh lectured "What were you thinking?? why didn't you come to our house?? You know you're always welcome there." Allison sighed " Because I didn't want to bother you guys... Everyone looked so Happy I couldn't ruin it." Josh furrowed his eyebrows "What on earth are you talking about? You don't ruin anything Dovey." He looked in her eyes holding her face "Now Listen, You can Stay at Our place I'll call Momma right now One second." " Josh-" He walked away dialing his mother's Number

"Hey Momma-" Allison turned away from Josh blocking out his voice Turning back to Danny "This is too much trouble I can't do this Danny Jake hates me right now. I can't-" "Why would Jake hate you? He loves you Man We all do. Come on Don't think so negatively all the time." Danny squeezed her hands then walked away to Sam and Jake

Jake had got the Amp working he Strum the chords of the guitar playing a Familiar tune He was playing Valarie the Amy Winehouse song she had played Last night Allison could feel his eyes on her when she looked up His eyes were fixated on her but then went back to the Guitar She swallowed dryly pushing that aside She looked down at her open backpack seeing that same Polaroid from last night Picking it up She stared at Jake in his frozen photo form " Dovey, Momma said you could stay forever if you wanted to" Josh smiled coming Back from his phone call " Hey... What's that?" He looked over her shoulder at the Polaroid in her hand and smiled at it Reminded of that night " You did keep it. Ha! Sammy looks crazy in this doesn't he." He turns it toward her eyes She just nods clearing her throat again "What did you have earlier when you came in?" she asked His face lit up "I have a Gift for you!" He smiled cheekily "a Gift? Josh you didn't have to?- Oh my god??-" She got cut off by him raising a golden Star necklace He smiled at her "I have the Sun necklace You have the Star and Jake has the Moon... I thought it was cool since we've been friends the Longest you know? It's like Trio shit and You don't have to Wear it if you don't want to-" " Uh Yes I'm going to wear it?? Hello?? Here put it on!" Allison turns around raising her hair into a fist Josh strung it around her neck having trouble getting the latch to connect "My big ass fingers-“ He fought with it some more and then “Alright there we go! Spin for me." He smiled as She dropped her hair back down Spinning around towards him The Golden star sitting over her shirt 

Josh's grin turns into an open-mouthed grin "It looks so good!! Let's go show Jake-" Allison shudders as Josh grabs her hand pulling her out from behind the counter "Uh Josh I don't know let's wait he's busy right now-" Now she stood straight in front of him he had the matching silver moon on showing on his Bare chest his navy buttoned up shirt the top two buttons unbuttoned He looked up looking at his Twin "What's up Josh?" He had ignored her completely "Look at Allies Necklace It matches ours." Josh Smiles pointing to His sun and then to Her Star Jake finally took a look at Her His eyes on the Golden Star then up to her face Something in his face moved She saw it his expression had changed somehow without even moving "What happened to your face?" He asked Her stomach twisted "Nothin." She replied sheepishly He turned again back to Josh "I thought the Necklace was for Sam?" Josh's grin faded "No.. I told you at the Shop that it was for Allie.. Daniel and Sam already have matching braclets I thought we could have matching necklaces..Remember?" Jake looked back at Allison with a Sour expression " don't think I want to Match jewelry with a Person who doesn't keep their promises." His glare deepened when He stood up walking past her bucking her shoulder with his own Her heart splintered slowly watching as he walked away toward the Front Door

"Well, I'll see you guys at home.."  and with that he left walking out of the door the bell chiming.. Allison turned back around towards The Three others Sam and Danny Side eyeing eachother with wide eyes Josh stood there with his hands on his hips " What the hells going on?" He turned looking down at Allison "I- I said I was sorry" She rubbed her face mumbling the rest "I don't know what else to do Josh."   Josh sighed " Don't break your promises then Allison and maybe he won't be mad at you." Allison dropped her hands Looking at Him " Are you Kidding me Josh..? I cant handle you being mad at me too I- I Yes! I snapped at him I can't help it you know I can't we've-" She huffed out a Breath "We've talked about this before.. I promised all of you I know and I'm sorry I just can't help it..i'm trying!!" She shouted at him tears streaming down her face "I'm trying." she said finally storming out of the Store Sam Just turned around Sighing"She will come home later on tonight.. Just let her go for now we don’t want her to feel worse."

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Allison walked beside her bike towards the Kiszka house it was now about 12 o'clock at night She had school tomorrow well today really.. They were seniors Finally Sam and Daniel were Juniors She stood at the Top of the Road Should she stay there? Or go back home to to the wretch that was her mother. The December wind blew through her causing a Shiver and we’ll that alone had made up her mind. She then rolled down the Hill and swerved into the Kiszka Driveway walking up the Porch stairs and Knocked on the door waiting for someone to come to the door She turned watching the Road The Door clicked and Opened She turned around Sam stood there Bare chested with Red pajama pants on "I knew you'd come. Cmon everyone's asleep except me and Josh.." He smiled pulling her inside They walked through the house to the Garage Josh sat in Sweats and a Sweater on the Orange couch "Thank Fuck.. I was Worried you went back to your moms." Allison dropped her bag on the floor and walked over to Him sitting beside him on the Couch hugging him She started whispering all these apologies to him whispering all the words she could find and say and She slowly fell asleep laying back on his shoulder exhausted Josh looked up at Sam "Toss me that blanket please." Sam picked up the blanket but didn't toss it he covered them up as best he could "Night Josh."  "Night Sam."

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The Next morning Allison had woke up her neck hurting from the abnormal position she slept in She felt her hair matted against her face and groggily sat up, rubbing her eyes. The events of the previous night came rushing back to her, and she glanced around the garage, realizing she was still at the Kiszka house. Josh was still asleep beside her, his peaceful expression bringing a small smile to her face. She carefully untangled herself from him, trying not to disturb his slumber, and stood up, stretching her stiff muscles.

As she made her way back into the house, she found Sam in the kitchen, pouring himself a cup of coffee. He looked up when he heard her footsteps and gave her a warm smile. "Morning, Allie. How did you sleep?" he asked, concern evident in his eyes. Allison yawned and ran a hand through her disheveled hair. "Not the most comfortable, but I'm grateful for the shelter. Thanks for letting me in last night Sammy." Sam nodded, his gaze lingering on her. "Of course, Allie. You're always welcome here." Allison sighed, her shoulders slumping. "Things have been rough lately, and I just needed to get away for a bit you know?" Her hand fighting the urge to cover her bruised face Sam shook his head, his expression filled with empathy. "You know we're here for you, right? Me, Josh, All of us." Allison nodded, feeling a lump forming in her throat. "I know, Sam. And I appreciate it more than you know." the sound of footsteps echoed through the house, and Veronica appeared in the kitchen, rubbing her eyes sleepily. She glanced at Allison and Sam, a knowing smile playing on her lips.

"Morning, lovebirds," Ronnie teased, causing Allison to Chuckle and Sam to roll his eyes."We are not lovebirds," Sam retorted, trying to hide his own blush. Allison chuckled, grateful for the lightheartedness. "Yeah, Ron, don't jump to conclusions." Ronnie smirked and poured herself a cup of orange juice. "Sure, sure. Whatever you say."

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As the morning continued, Allison found comfort in the presence of the Kiszkas. They shared breakfast together, laughing and joking, momentarily she had forgotten about her life. In that Moment being at peace for once. Until He trudged in His Eyes landing on her He rolled his eyes at her turning towards the stove grabbing his plate and sitting down beside her on her left while Sam sat on her Right "Good morning Jake." Allison said looking down at her plate of bacon He made a noise that sounded like a grumbled growl "Jake don't be mean." Josh stabbed his fingers into Jakes side Causing him to glare at his twin "Ill be mean if I wanna be mean Josh." It then got Awkwardly quiet

Allison looked up from her plate when Karen started talking again, "I can't believe it's your last senior semester, It feels like just yesterday you were just starting Kindgarten Oh my Babies. I remember when You all met Allison for the first time Both of you were so Smitten for her.. Still are." "Momma.. That's embarrassing." Jake groaned Josh agreed, "time really flew by. But it's also kind of surreal that we're almost done. I can't believe that we only have a few more months before we're off to college." Josh grinned showing off his pearly whites Jake rolled his eyes, "Please, can we not talk about college right now? I don't want to think about it." Allison nodded, "It's scary we all have to start thinking about our future soon." Jake chuckled Finally looking at her in the face "Oh please Alice we all know you can't afford college."

"Jacob Thomas Kiszka!" Karen shouted throwing her napkin down on the table top pointing her finger at her son her face screwed up in anger It was clear that Karen was fed up with her son's behavior, and she was ready to lay down the law. As a mother, She had seen the way Jake has treated Allison over the Years She was Fed up it was like he was bipolar or something.

"Jacob Thomas, that is enough. You are not going to behave like this in my house," Karen said sternly, her face set in a serious expression. "You will apologize to Allison right now, and you will start treating your her with respect. She has it a Hell of a lot harder than you do Buddy and You need to get a Grip Son and I mean it. Do I make myself clear?"

Jake who had his fork in a fist and a scowl on his face, looked down at his plate, clearly feeling ashamed of himself. "Yes, Momma," he muttered, looking up at his mother Allison was grateful for Karen's intervention. She had always felt welcomed in their home and considered Karen a mother figure, but this was the first time she had seen her discipline her son in such a way or anyone for that matter. It made her feel valued and cared for, and she knew that she could always count on Karen to have her back in any situation She had saved her when no one else would.

Karen turned to Allison with a warm smile. "You've got a bright future ahead of you, and I know you'll achieve great things. I'm proud of you." Allison smiled back at her A Knock sounded at the Door "Must be Daniel." Karen then Got up walking to the door to let the boy in "m'sorry." Jake mumbled

Allison smiled a tad and shrugged "it's whatever You're right anyway." She finished eating patted his shoulder and walked back to the Garage and Got some clothes out of her Bag and walked to the Bathroom and Changed as She brushed her hair she thought about Jake and She knew she had hurt Jake but she had no idea how to make things right. She wished she could just take back her words or reverse time, but she knew it was too late. She kept replaying the argument in her head, wondering what she could have done differently. She had never meant to hurt Jake like that, but she had let her anger get the best of her. But then she started to think that She did nothing wrong and He was overreacting but then again This was her fourth time snapping at him and he didn't deserve it But whatever she thought I'm not gonna dwell on it She walked Out of the bathroom turning the Corner into the Kids bedroom hall all their Rooms were in one hallway and the other side of the house had Karen and Kelly's bedroom She headed for Josh’s room but she was stopped By Sam "Hey Allison?" He stood at his Door as if he was waiting for her to pass he kept rubbing his hands on his jeans and then Running a Hand through his hair "Yeah?" She asked coming towards him  "Um.. It's okay if you know-“ He coughed “You don't want to but Y’know how The Snowflake ball thing is coming up?" He had made eye contact with her Finally Causing him to stutter a bit "Uh I was wondering and Uh-" He swallowed and squeezed his eyes shut at her almost like it was painful to say what he said next. "I was wondering if You would go With me?” he asked “and Danny? like a friend thing?" he added and opened up one eye to look at her the other one still squeezed shut Allison nodded and smiled "of course! I'd love to go Josh doesn't do School dances so That's perfect." Sam smiled widely "Really? You mean it?" Allison Nodded "Duh I'd love to go with You and Danny It'll be fun!"

"See you in the garage After school?" She asked "Maybe I don't know." He said tapping his finger against his chin and acted like he was in thought She quirked her eyebrow her hand coming out to tickle him "I know! I know! Jeezus Those nails!! I’ll See you in the Garage!" He ran into his room and shut the door

Sams eyes froze onto the back of the door and then it hit him like a Wave He started leaping up and down and then danced around his room silently Then he awkwardly stopped and cleared his throat He fixed his hair into a Low bun and pulled on his shoes and grabbed his school bag and walked out towards Jakes truck Josh and Allison had already left in Josh’s car Danny sat up front so Sam got in the Backseat

"Allie said Yes to the Snowflake!" Sam Gripped Danny's shoulders and shook him slightly "Really? What did you say to her?" His Curly haired friend turned in his seat to hear giving his Best friend his full attention "I told her that me you and her were all going together." Sam smiled "Why'd you include me??" Daniels eyebrows knitted together "I thought you wanted to be Her date why am I coming?" He added

" I got nervous! What was I supposed to do?" Sam exclaimed Jake rolled his eyes as he drove them to school "not ask her out.. It's going to be a boring night for you Sammy Boy." Sam looked at his Older brother "What are you talking about? Why are you being so rude anyways? She's been through enough she doesn't need you as extra baggage." Sam seethed becoming protective over her immediately Jake laughed "Oh yeah? What has she been through?" Dannys Face scrunched up that set him off immediately " She’s being abused Jake. That's what and If you were a Good fucking friend you'd be there for her, She doesn't need you to be a fucking dick to her all the time She's practically Homeless right now She got Punched in the fucking face last night because she came to Your Show." He spat "Your Fuckin show. She didn't have to come but she Did Because She cares about you Man and you treat her like she's Gum on the bottom of your shoe." Jake didn't look at him he just focused on the Road "Well tell her to start being truthful and Not break the promise that she swore to us all."

Danny scoffed "What fucking promise Jake? She can't help the way she is?!" He was throwing his hands around as he spoke "She has an Explosive disorder! you don't help it at all! Of fucking course she's gonna blow up on you because You are a Fucking Asshole!"  Sam nodded at Danny agreeing with everything he said "Treat her better man.. She's one of the Sweetest girls we know and For you to just treat her like shit all these years really Ticks me the Fuck off. Fix your shit Jake." Danny Demanded They were now parked so Danny got out and slammed Jakes truck door Hard and Walked off towards Allison Marcy and Josh who stood near the Gate. Jake looked at Sam in the rear veiw mirror "Hope you have fun at the Dance." with that he got out and walked into the school.

Sam watched as his brother walked away, feeling a mix of anger and sadness. He had never seen Danny lose his temper like that before. He knew that Jake was being unfair to Allison but he didn't know how to get through to him and He also really didn't know why Jake hated her so bad.

For as long as he could remember His older brothers and Allison were as thick as thieves but then all of a Sudden Jake started getting distant from Allison and he constantly made snide remarks about her when They talked about her around him or Straight to her face and then they'd be fine again.

He didn't know that Her mom was the way she was Sam had never met Any of Allisons family She never talked about them the only time she would was when she'd say Something like I need to go home My moms worried and so on.

after his history class He made a beeline for Allison's locker, hoping to catch her before class started. He found her there, grabbing a book she needed for their Music class. "Hey, Allie," he said, trying to sound casual. "You ready for Band rehersal today?" Allison turned to look at him, her eyes wide with surprise. "Sam, hi. Yeah, I guess so. you okay?"Sam hesitated. "Yeah, I just... I just wanted to talk to you about something." Allison nodded, her expression serious. "Sure, what's up?" Sam took a deep breath. "Jake... Uh he's been really horrible to you lately and I just want you to have fun at the Snowflake Ball Don’t think about him cause he’s being an asshole but i know you care about him But i’m just saying that You deserve to have a good time don’t let him ruin things for you." Allison's eyes widened but she then smiled "Thank you Sammy That’s Sweet." His heart felt like it was gonna hop out of his mouth by the way it pounded against his throat "Of course, I don't want my Best girl to be upset all the time.. I'll try and talk to Jake maybe He'll back off with the Asshole remarks." Just then the bell rang Sam ran to his locker opening it quickly grabbing his music book and watched as Allison made her way to their music class feeling a sense of relief as he watched her turn into the door. He knew he still had a lot of work to do to convince Jake to treat Allison better, but he was glad that he had finally said something. Sam couldn't help but grin all the way there excited for the Snowflake Ball. Sam walked in and took a seat next to Allison. She greeted him with a bright smile and he noticed that her eyes seemed to sparkle in the light They had a Tinge of Green in the brown. He help the feeling in his stomach and the pang in his heart as he looked at her. Sitting next to her, he couldn't help but notice the way her hair fell around her face, and the curve of her smile. He had to remind himself to pay attention in class, but his mind kept wandering to thoughts of her.

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Sam and Allison walked together to their next classes. Allison asked him how his day was going, and he nodded along as She ranted to him about her Solo in Theater and all he could think about was how He desperately wanted to ask her out, but he didn't know how.

the bell rang So Sam and Allison went their separate ways. Sam couldn't stop thinking about Allison's smile and the way she twirled her hair when she talked. He knew he had to ask her out before it was too late, but he was too afraid of being rejected. During lunch, Sam sat with His brothers, Danny, Joey and Their Drummer Adam, who were discussing the Band. Although Sam was interested in the conversation, he couldn't help but think about how much better it would be with Allison sitting next to him. —

Allison stood on stage practicing her solo As Sophie from Mamma Mia It was the Opening number Josh hadn't been casted in this Musical because he wanted to Direct it He sat in the Audience listening to Her sing He would occasionally tell her to move around so he could teach her the blocking he had laid out in his mind She had finished singing her last song and Bent down to take a drink of her water Josh gave her an Applause standing up Clapping Dancing around a little as he walked up to the stage "Wonderful as Always Dovey!" He smiled She smiled back at him "Thank you Josh." She sat down on the stage as he came closer " You know what happened this morning?" She asked Josh He shook his head " Nope.. What happened?" Looking at her with his full attention When Josh looked at Allison it was like you could see the whole world in his eyes they were always big and bright and just beautiful to look at "Sam asked me out to the Snowflake." She sighed looking down at her water bottle "Mm." Josh hummed biting his bottom lip nodding crossing his arms "What'd you say?"

"I said yes of course? I couldn't break his heart he was so nervous.." She sighed " I just don't know though because I need to fix things with Jake and This is going to make it so Much worse." Josh frowned " Why would that make anything worse?" Allison shrugged "He’s like territorial? I don't know and I assured him that I don't like any of you more than the Other..Well I like Danny more then all of you But-" "Hey! That's not Fair?!" Josh Exclaimed Making her Laugh loudly " I'm joking! I don't have a favorite." Josh looked up at her with a Sly look on his Face "Oh?" She looked down at him a smirk on her face "I don't have a favorite," she repeated firmly, "but if I did, it would be you." Josh smiled at her, his cheeks turning pink. Allison felt a flutter in her chest as she looked into his eyes. He was such a sweet and caring person, and she loved spending time with him She caught his hand in hers and swung it back and forth.

Then, she remembered Sam's invitation. She felt a twinge of guilt as she thought about the situation with Jake. She didn't want to hurt either of them, but she also didn't want to miss out on the opportunity to go to the Snowflake Ball. She sighed loudly. "Josh, what do you think I should do about going to the Snowflake Ball with Sam?" Josh's expression turned serious. "Allison, you can't let other people dictate what you do. You have to make your own decisions based on what you want." Allison nodded, feeling a sense of clarity wash over her. "You're right, Josh. I'm gonna go to the Snowflake Ball with Sam, and if Jake has a problem with that, then he'll have to deal with it." Josh nodded. "Just be honest with him Tell him to Fuck off He has no right to be Upset." Allison smiled. "Thanks Josh. I appreciate it." Josh smiled back at her. "Anytime, Dovey. That's what Im here for."

"Now Let's take it From the Top!"

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Allison Walks into the living room proudly showing off her gorgeous Red dress to The Kiszkas and Daniel.

"You look beautiful, Allison," Sam says, unable to stifle a smile. "you're glowing," Danny adds, smiling at her They both Stood in Matching Tux's With Red button up shirts and Black Ties. "Thanks." Allison says, feeling her cheeks turn red. Allison feels Jake's eyes on her. But she Ignored him It's not the first time he's given her this sort of attention and she's used to it. tonight there's a different edge to his gaze. He watched as she pinned Sam and Danny's Boutonniers on their jackets How Sam looked at her so lovingly as she was hard at work pinning the flower on him She didn't see him looking at her.

Allison turns around and Smiles Getting in the middle of Daniel and Sam putting her arms around their waists "Okay! Now we are ready for the Picture!" Karen said smiling wide Josh stood Beside his twin in his Pajamas Jake stood in His Tux He had Decided to Go because They didn't have a Car and Sam had begged him to drive them there and Back So he had decided to just go.

The Twins Watched the Trio get their Photo Josh bumped Jakes Shoulder with His own and then leaned on Jakes Shoulder "Reds Really Her color Dont cha think?" Josh asked Jake nodded "Always has been." The trio did different poses for Their Mother until she was Satisfied "Okay You guys go Have fun! I love ya!" She smiled Josh nodded "But Not too much fun right Momma?" She nodded "Please No drugs." Which made Everyone laugh Josh Was behind her Mouthing words to Allison and Making Motions with his Hands.

"If you smoke without me I will Take you DOWN." He mouthed harshly Pointing his finger downwards Dramatically with his face all screwed up eyes wide making her Giggle she blew a kiss at him "Joshua Michael! What are you Making fun of me right now?!" Karen turned around to her Oldest "No Ma! Of Course not!" He smiled The Four walked out of the House Jake walked Towards his truck Unlocking it Allison and Sam hopped in the Back and Dannt Infront seat "I hope they play some Actual good music." Sam Spoke starting conversation with Danny He leaned forward over the Middle Console As Jake drove he would look at Allison through the Mirror She was always looking at him aswell and That would make him look away immediately. —

Allison walked out of the gym, taking a deep breath of fresh air. As she looked back inside, Jake's gaze met hers. He looked at her with such intensity, as though she was the only person in the room. There was an emotion in his eyes that she couldn't quite place. Is it anger? Or something else? She wasn't sure. Sam walked out of the gym towards her, two cups of punch in his hands. He stood in front of her, his face screwed up with concern. "Hey, Allie, you okay?" he asked, handing her the spare cup of punch. "Yeah, I'm fine, it's just..." Allison paused. "It's just that the gym is really stuffy and sweaty, isn't it?" she laughed. Sam smiled and nodded at her. "Totally agree. I mean, is our school that broke? They could afford some type of AC or something, am I right?" Allison nodded and took a sip of punch. "Are you having fun?" she asked him. Sam nodded. "As long as you're having fun, I am." This made Allison blush Sam took her hand and began to led her back inside the gym. "Come on, let's dance," he said, his eyes bright with excitement. Allison nodded and allowed herself to be led. As they made their way to the dance floor, she saw Jake watching them like a Hawk But She brushed it off.

As they began to dance, She closed her eyes and felt herself sinking into the music, into the moment. The world around her seemed to disappear, and all that existed was the warmth of Sam's hand in hers, the sound of the music, and the feel of his body against hers.

For a moment, she forgot about Jake and the complicated emotions that she felt towards him. She was fully immersed in the moment, fully alive and happy and As the song ended, Allison opened her eyes to see Sam looking at her, a smile on his face She smiled. "What?" She asked "Just looking at you." He said "Why?" She asked and then He drug in a Heavy breath "Because I couldn't Bare it. to- T-To look at anyone else... You are The Sole star in my Sky Shining so Brightly right infront of me and I just can't help but look at you." Allison was taken aback by Sam's words. She had never heard anyone speak to her in such a way before. She felt a warmth spread through her chest as she looked back at him. "You're...you're something else, Sam," she said softly, wrapping her arms around his shoulders.

"I mean it." He Said " I mean It. Wholeheartedly Allison." He sucked in another breath and Looked at her again " This May seem stupid But In this moment.. I find myself Stuck in your eyes Lost in them.. My Troubles Have Dissipated You have casted a Spell on me. My Thoughts always turn to you You are the- The Beacon in My Darkness and I've-" He shut his eyes His voice trembling "I've- I just can't hold in how I feel About you anymore Allison I- You are always on my mind and You don't have To Worry or Say anything Back to Me Just know that I will do anything in my power to make you Happy." He started stuttering " I- I'd." "I'd Walk on my hands.. I'd do Cartwheels.. Hell I'd Climb a Mountain to Get you the Flowers from the peak!" He smiled His Eyes met hers again "Anything for you I will Provide it."

Allison gazed up at Sam, amazed by the words coming from his mouth. She had never heard anyone express their feelings so beautifully her eyes filled with tears. She had no idea how to respond, but she wanted to let him know how much his words meant to her. She leaned in and kissed him on the cheek, then whispered in his ear, "Thank you Sam." she laid her head on his chest and With that Sam was Content.

The two of them stood there, holding each other, lost in the moment. It was as if the rest of the world had disappeared, and they were the only ones that mattered.

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[writtenicarus]

AFTG Headcanon Series [2] Neil

part 1, part 2, part 3

So we all know that Neil and Mary would sleep with their backs to one another, right? Well from this I like to interpret as one of the main ways Neil likes to feel safe is by being held

Not because Mary held Neil, because she didn't, but because he was always so close to her every night and after years of pain not once did she turn to face him and hold him, and now he was in a safe environment, he ached to be held

Of course, when Andrew finds out about this, he is more than happy to hold him when he can and feels comfortable to do so

Neil doesn't share Andrew's love for ice cream. However, it's Kevin who introduced him to the world of sorbet. His favourite is raspberry.

Neil likes to play with fashion. Growing up clothes never had any gender, they wore what they found. Imagine Neil in neon tops and long, flowy skirts

HE LOVES TEA. HE CHANNELS HIS INNER BRITISH GENES OKAY? STUART SENDS HIM BOXES OF YORKSHIRE TEABAGS (im projecting again my bad)

Him and Allison go on weekly lunch dates every Saturday to catch up and gossip with one another, at first Neil is reluctant but he eventually loves them

Kevin comes to him whenever he's feeling anxious or upset

Has a really strong relationship with Jean after the Nest, they often call and text each other and love seeing each other at games, banquets etc

I'm sorry but I have always seen his hair as GINGER as in ORANGE not Auburn, he has ORANGE HAIR YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND ITS JUST BRIGHT AND COLOURFUL LIKE HIS EYES

Cannot drink any form of soda/fizzy drinks or juice unless it's HEAVILY DILUTED. He actually recoils and squints. He hates it.

Uses he/him pronouns but doesn't really know what's going on with his gender. He only started thinking about it when he discovered people can identify however they want to. But when he's asked what people should refer to him as, he just says he doesn't care (he would prefer if you didn't refer to him at all)

You may think Neil is the one doing all the rambling? You're wrong. Apart from exy, Neil is a listener. He grew up being quiet all the time and sometimes going days without uttering a word. It's Andrew who rambles to him about his day, his hobbies, a bird he saw on the way home etc. Neil smiles, nods, and tries to remember every word

Ends up having loads of fidgets and little things to play with on a lanyard he uses in class because he just has to be doing something. Whenever he's in an open environment he has to be moving constantly

Jumps when the toaster goes off every fucking time lmao

Does maths for fun?! What a weirdo but he definitely likes how organised and calm writing out all the steps makes him feel

Can do that weird thing where you make your tongue into like a flower shape

Wherever he is his laptop is not far behind. That kid always has it on him and is almost always using it for something whether it be studying or watching exy reruns

Gets lots of piercings!! It's how he starts reclaiming his body whilst also playing it safe with the FBI

Had the softest most beautiful most gorgeous most oh my god did you hear that? Laugh ever.

I'm telling you his laugh is just genuinely so elating that it makes everyone around him feel at ease

Just generally the type of person you can be around and never feel uncomfortable, Neil always likes to make sure people feel safe around him. Not that he tries really hard to find out what people do and don't like, but he's so calm and passive he never does anything to push anyone anyways

ABSOLUTE BADASS some of the things he mutters under his breath are so fucking funny it's shocking sometimes

Overall, just an amazing human.

But he could kill you. Remember that.

[cmncisspnandmore]

Study Breaks

Pairing: Stiles Stilinski x Reader

Warnings: Smut, Minors DNI, NSWF, Swearing, P in V Sex, Praise kink,

Beta Reader:

When you first met Stiles, you were both in diapers. Your mothers were childhood friends, they did everything together, they were maids of honor at each other's weddings. They found out they were pregnant a month apart, Stiles was older than you by exactly a month. You grew up together, you did everything together. You were there for him when his mom died, you attended the funeral with him. Bravely holding his hand the entire time, you put on a brave face for him when he would cry. You held him in your small arms when he couldn't sleep because he kept reliving the last moments of her life. Watching her fade away, it almost destroyed him.

Now 9 years later, you’re both 17, starting your junior year of highschool. That alone would be enough to make anyone stressed. But the fact that you were constantly dealing with the supernatural beings in Beacon hills on top of it. You were both stressed out. 

Between dealing with Scott being a werewolf, and the Kanima, terrorizing everyone. Plus a certain Hale alpha making a new pack using teenagers. You were about ready to bite someone's head off. Not to mention this year was the most important year grade wize for college. You had no room to fail this year, especially if you wanted to get into a good college. 

You lay across Stiles’ bed, your feet crossed as you look down at the history homework in front of you. The words blur together from staring at it so long. You rub your eyes, sighing softly as you put your head down on the open book. 

“You alright?” Stiles asks, looking over at you from his desk, and you lift your head looking at him.

“I feel like I've been staring at this forever and haven't read a single thing,” you groan, closing the heavy book and shoving it harshly off the side of his bed. It slides to the floor with a heavy thud. 

Stiles grabs his drink from his desk and watches you over the rim of the can, his knee bouncing. “How about we take a break?” He suggests, taking a sip of his soda.

“I can’t, I need to finish,” you sigh, sitting up. “You know how important grades are Junior year.”

Stiles raises an eyebrow at you,”And your sanity is important too. Why don't you take a break and then go back to it? It’ll make you feel better.”

You pull your knees to your chest, looking at him for a moment. You chew your bottom lip as he puts his soda can down on the desk, and swivels in his chair, turning towards you fully. His long legs outstretched as he crosses his arms across his chest. A small smile on his face as he watches you debate it in your head.

After another long moment you let out a breath, “okay, fine.” 

Stiles gives a small cheer as he stands from his chair and comes over to you, settling next to you on the bed. His back against the wall, legs out in front of him.  His shoulder bumps yours and you can't help the smile that breaks out on your face. 

“So what do you want to do? We can watch a movie, or just talk. I feel like i haven't seen you in forever even though we spend almost everyday together. Between everything going on with Scott, Derek, the Kanima, and school. I haven't had time to actually talk to you.” Stiles says softly, as you lay your head on his shoulder. Something you have done a million times, in your years of friendship.

“I know, I feel like it's never just you and me anymore. It’s always you, me and scott. Or you, me, Scott and Allison. I'm honestly surprised one of them hasn't called us tonight to drag us off somewhere to do something.” You whisper, trailing your hand up and down his red hoodie sleeve.

Stiles turns his hand over on the bed, exposing his palm to you, you trace patterns into his palm, something you have done since you were kids. You used to just sit next to him and draw patterns into his skin for hours. It soothed you, now, whenever you and stiles were sitting together, he would turn his hand over so you could draw patterns. It was an instinct for him now, oftentimes not even realizing he had done it.

As your fingers trail along his palm, Stiles leans his head against yours. The vanilla scent of your shampoo, settling the every present anxiety in his chest. He would never admit it out loud, but you were like his own anchor. Whenever you were around, he was able to focus more. He wasn't terrified of the unknown as much when you were around because he knew you would always stay. There wasn't anything he could do that would cause you to run. You have proven that time and time again. It was something Stiles was grateful for, especially lately. 

You turn your head ever so slightly so your cheek is pressed into the soft fabric of his red hoodie. You let your eyes fall closed as you inhale the amber and musk scent of his cologne filling your lungs. Your fingers pause their patterns and you slide your hand into his. Hooking your fingers around his, holding his hand gently. Butterflies erupt in your stomach, sure you have held hands plenty of times. You held Stiles’s hand more than you held your own mothers as a child. But lately, things have felt different between you two.

There had always been the what if thoughts. What if you dated? What if you kissed? What if you were more than best friends? 

There was this underlying tension lately.

Probably because of what Allison and Lydia had said a few weeks ago at lunch. They had mentioned that you would make a cute couple. They were surprised you hadn’t dated already, but you knew Stiles was helplessly in love with Lydia so you laughed it off. 

Stiles had too. 

Until now, when you're sitting shoulder to shoulder, his hand in yours, his fingers tightening around yours ever so slightly. His cheek resting on the top of your head, yours pressed against his shoulder.

“Y/N?” Stiles whispers, and you tip your face up. Your y/e/c eyes meeting his light brown ones. His cheeks slightly pink as he looks down at you.

“Yeah?” You ask softly, your eyes flickering between his, as his flit between your eyes and your mouth. Your heart hammers in your chest as his free hand comes up to cup the side of your face. He slides his hand into the hair at the nape of your neck, his thumb brushing along the top of your cheek bone. Your breath catches in your throat as he leans down, his lips brushing against yours softly.

Your cheeks flame as he kisses you, your eyes sliding closed as he guides you closer with his hand on the back of your neck. You lean forward, pressing your lips against his more as you sigh, your entire body relaxing into him. Your lips move softly against each other, your hands coming to rest against his chest. You fist the fabric of his hoodie, as you drag him closer. Stiles shifts, laying you back against the bed, holding himself over you with his arms. His hips settled against yours, as he nips softly at your bottom lip. Eliciting a small moan from you, Stiles smiles against your lips. 

He pulls away slightly, breathless as he looks down at you. You can't help but blush and smile, trying to catch your breath. 

“Are you okay with this?” He whispers.

“More than…” You whisper, leaning up and capturing his lips in yours again. Your hands slide under his hoodie and shirt, your nails skimming across his stomach. The muscles flex and tense under your hands. Soft moans leave your lips as he nips and sucks on your bottom lip. Stiles hand grazes the bottom of your shirt and you gasp, as his fingers dig into the soft flesh of your waist. 

Sparks of electricity sizzle across your skin as Stiles’ fingers skim up your waist to brush along the skin of your ribcage. You tug the bottom of his shirt and Stiles sits up on his knees, settled between your spread thighs as he pulls his shirt and hoodie off in one smooth movement. You bite your lip as your eyes rake over his chest and abs, he was lean, with defined muscles from playing Lacrosse. Even though he didn't get much time on the field during games he still stayed in shape. 

Stiles leans down and kisses you once more before he tugs your shirt up slightly, and you lean up on your elbows. Balancing in a half sit up position as you tug your shirt up and over your head. Leaving you in your lacey black bra, Stiles lets out a small groan as his eyes trail down your chest. 

“Fuck, you’re beautiful,” he whispers as he leans down, kissing you roughly. There's more passion behind the kiss as his arms rest on either side of your head. The kiss becomes a flurry of clashing teeth and tongue. 

Somewhere along the line you both end up under his sheets, bodies bare of clothes. Stiles hovers over you, his knees between your thighs. Stiles trails a line of kisses down your neck, nipping softly at the skin there. You moan softly, as one of his hands skims down your chest between the valley of your breasts towards your stomach. His fingers brush along your waist as before his fingers slip between your folds. 

“Stiles… Please,” You whimper, your eyes closed tight as he eases a finger into you. Slowly he begins to thrust his finger in and out of you, working you until you’re breathless.

“Shhh baby, gotta open you up for me first.. Don't want to hurt you,” he whispers against your ear. His tongue flicks out to trace the shell of your ear, as he adds a second finger. Your slick coats his fingers, each thrust of his fingers inside of you makes the pleasure pooling in your lower stomach coil tighter. 

“Look at you, so wet for me,” Stiles whispers,”Such a good girl,” 

You can't help the lude whimper that leaves your mouth, you reach down, hands wrapping around his wrist, stopping his movements. 

“Please, i need you,” You pant, turning your head towards him, your tongue licking along your bottom lip. Stiles smiles down at you, before leaning in and kissing your full lips. His lips leave yours a second later, as he reaches over to his nightstand and pulls open the top drawer. He grabs a foil packet and holds it between his teeth. You watch through half lidded eyes as He sits up, the sheet falling from around him. 

Stiles tears the condom open with his teeth, before rolling it down his long, thick cock. Your mouth waters as you watch, you attempt to squeeze your thighs together to create some friction. Stiles’ eyes meet yours and he resumes his position, hovering over you. One hand gripping the base of his cock as he settles between your thighs. He slowly pushes forward, the tip of his cock bumping against your entrance. He slowly sinks into you, a low moan rumbles in his chest. 

“Fuck, Stiles.” You gasp as he bottoms out, filling you. There's a delicious burn as he slowly starts to thrust in and out of you.

“Fuck baby, you’re so tight.” Stiles grunts as he picks up his pace, his hips hitting yours with each thrust. 

“Don't stop,” You gasp as you grab the sides of Stiles’s face, bringing his lips to yours for a brief kiss. Stiles’s head drops into the crook of your neck as he pants against your skin. A layer of sweat clings to his skin, as his hips hit yours in a bruising pace. 

Your nails rake down his back leaving red nail tracks across his pale skin. You���re reduced to nothing more than breathy moans as your orgasm peaks. Stiles senses your closeness and snaps his hips against yours harder. The hard thrust of his hips tips you over the edge. Your orgasm crashes into you with a loud moan of his name.

Stiles’s thrusts become sloppy, as his own orgasm teeters on the edge. You lean up and kiss and suck along his neck to his ear. “Let go baby, please, come for me.” you whisper in his ear and Stiles’s thrusts a few more times before he stills inside of you. His cock twitching as he spills into the condom. 

Stiles pants and pulls out of you, before he climbs off the bed and cleans himself up, he grabs a towel and hands it to you. You clean yourself up before throwing it off to the side and laying back on the bed. Stiles grabs a pair of boxers and pants and pulls them on before handing you your underwear. You pull them on and then reach over grabbing his hoodie off the floor before Sitles climbs into the bed. He lays behind you and pulls you back against his chest. His hands snaking under the hoodie and his palm rests flat against your lower stomach. His arm anchors you in place. 

“See, I told you taking a break from studying would be worth it,” he whispers in your ear.

‘Mmm, totally worth it…” You whisper as your eyes flutter closed.

[taeswolfie]

𝑱𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂 𝑭𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 : 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑻𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒆

☽︎𝑷𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝑴𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚☾︎

Ch.02 - Ch.04

Series Masterlist

Pairing: Stiles Stilinski x fem!Reader

Word count: 4.4k

Y/n lays asleep in her bed, hair splayed across her pillow and lips slightly parted as slow and steady breaths move her chest. Her sleep is peaceful until a distant howl is heard. Her brows furrow and her breathing picks up a bit as she starts to shift in her sleep. Her hands clench and her legs move, her sheets quickly becoming wrapped around them as her head moves to the side. Another howl rips through the air. Her skin is coated with a thin layer of sweat as she starts to pant, her face conveying the fear from her dream.

Screams.

The color yellow.

Bloody claws.

Red eyes.

She sits bolt upright with a gasp, her eyes wide and glowing their violet hue, hands grasping at her chest. She looks down and holds her hands in front of her face. When she sees they're clean she sighs in relief. She rakes a hand through her hair as she takes deep breaths to calm herself. In through the nose, out through the mouth. As she calms down her irises dim to their normal e/c hue. The details from her dream instantly start slipping from her mind and she can't remember anything that happened. All she remembers is the fear when she saw them. The red eyes. They were angry, power hungry, a fire of rage flickering within their depths. She had a feeling she wouldn't be getting back to sleep tonight so she grabbed a blanket and went to the living room to watch TV until it was time for her to get ready for school.

...

"So you killed her?" Stiles asks as he opens the school door, letting Y/n and Scott through before following himself. Scott had been telling them about his nightmare where he wolfed out and killed Allison on a school bus.

"I don't know." Scott shrugged. "I just woke up. And I was sweating like crazy, and I couldn't breathe. I've never had a dream where I woke up like that before."

"Really? I have. Usually ends a little differently."

"TMI, Stiles." Y/n gave him a slightly disgusted look, but still chuckled at his blunt delivery.

"A) I meant I've never had a dream that felt that real, and B) never give me that much detail about you in bed again." Scott continued.

"Noted." Stiles nodded. "Let me take a guess here."

"No, I know, you think it has something to do with me going out with Allison tomorrow, like I'm gonna lose control and rip her throat out."

"No, of course not." Scott looked at Stiles for a moment before he caved. "Yeah, that's totally it. Hey, come on, it's gonna be fine, all right?"

"You know, dreams have a way of showing us our own stresses and desires. We process things through our dreams. That particular one could be your own worries and fears about hurting her." Y/n shared.

"Personally I think you're handling this pretty freakin' amazingly." Stiles complimented. "You know, it's not like there's a Lycanthropy for Beginners class you can take."

"Yeah, not a class, but maybe a teacher." Scott hinted.

"Who, Derek?" Stiles smacks the back of Scott's head and Y/n promptly returned the gesture to Stiles. He looked at her in offense, rubbing the back of his head.

"Don't hit him. He has a point." She scolded.

"You forgetting the part where we got him tossed in jail?"

"Yeah, I know, but chasing her, dragging her to the back of the bus, it felt so real." Scott said.

"How real?" Y/n asked.

"Like it actually happened." The boys open each door and Y/n trails behind Stiles as they walk out only to take a few steps and pause at the sight of a bloody and damaged school bus.

"I think it did." Scott looked at Stiles shocked.

"She's fine, Scott." Y/n assured as she and Stiles followed the now panicked boy.

"She's not answering my texts, Y/n." He fretted.

"It could just be a coincidence, all right?" Stiles tried to reassure.

"A seriously amazing coincidence. Just help me find her, okay?" Scott frantically looked front and back for any sign of Allison. "Do you see her?"

"No."

Y/n could hear his rapidly increasing heartbeat. "Scott, you need to calm down. Allison is just fine." Her words fell on deaf ears as he anxiously raked a hand through his hair and turned a corner. Y/n and Stiles fell back when he leaned against a locker. He gripped it as he breathed harshly before yelling out and punching the locker so hard the door dented and swung crookedly on one hinge. Stiles went to go to him but Y/n stopped him. "Just wait. I've got a good feeling."

"How can you have a good feeling about that?" He flailed an arm loosely in Scott's direction.

She turned to look at him. "Just trust me." He looked between her eyes, his own showing hesitation, before he nodded. They watched as Scott backed away from the locker and into the adjacent hall where he bumped right into Allison, accidentally making her drop her books. Allison smiled and said something they couldn't hear and Y/n could practically see the relief on Scott when he realized it was her. "See? I told you." Y/n smiled at Stiles in triumph and he just huffed a laugh at her. Everyone's attention was then drawn to the PA system as an announcement was made.

"Attention, students, this is your principal. I know you're all wondering about the incident that occurred last night to one of our buses. While the police work to determine what happened, classes will proceed as scheduled."

There's a collective groan from the students and Y/n chuckles at their reactions. "Come on, let's get to class." Y/n grabbed Stiles hand and led them down the hall.

In Chemistry, Mr. Harris writes on the chalkboard. Y/n sits in the farthest back corner away from the teacher due to the fact that she wasn't a big fan of him and sitting there, there was less chance of her being called, him being a douche, and her responding in kind resulting in detention. No matter how much she tried to hold her tongue something in her blood made her snark back at him.

"Maybe it was my blood on the door." Y/n's writing pauses as she hears Scott quietly talk to Stiles who was sitting right behind him.

"Could have been animal blood. You know, maybe you caught a rabbit or something." Stiles speculated.

"And did what?"

"Ate it."

"Raw?"

"No, you stopped to bake it in a little werewolf oven. I don't know, you're the one who can't remember anything."

"Mr. Stilinski, if that's your idea of a hushed whisper, you might want to pull the headphones out every once in a while." Mr. Harris said snidely. Y/n had to clench her teeth and close her eyes at the ass of a teacher. "I think you and Mr. McCall would benefit from a little distance, yes?"

"No." Stiles denied but his mind was set. Mr. Harris gestured to different seats farther apart and the boys obliged.

"Let me know if the separation anxiety gets to be too much." Stiles scoffs a laugh and settles in the empty space next to Y/n.

"You guys need to learn how to whisper better." Y/n actually whispered with a teasing smile. Stiles nudged her with a small smile and she quietly snickered until a gasp rang through the room.

"Hey, I think they found something." A girl jumped from her seat and everyone followed her to the window to see a group of EMT's wheeling an injured man on a gurney to an ambulance.

"That's not a rabbit." Scott pointed out. The man sat up and screamed, making everyone in the class jump back and scream. Scott backed up more than others in shock.

"Hey, this is good, right?" Y/n asked when she noticed Scott and followed him, Stiles coming a moment later.

"Yeah," Stiles agreed, "this is good. He got up, he's not dead. Dead guys can't do that."

"Guys..." Scott called. "I did that."

...

The trio grabs their lunch in the cafeteria and goes to an empty table. "But dreams aren't memories." Stiles said.

"Some people dream about their memories." Y/n pointed out.

"Then it wasn't a dream." Scott reasoned as they sat down. "Something happened last night. And I can't remember what."

"What makes you so sure that Derek even has all the answers?" Stiles asked.

"Because during the full moon he wasn't changed. Ask Y/n, she saw him." Stiles looked at the girl who shrugged and nodded. "He was in total control while I was running around in the middle of the night attacking some totally innocent guy."

"You don't know that." Y/n denied.

"I don't not know it. I can't go out with Allison. I have to cancel."

"No, you're not canceling, all right?"

"You can't just cancel your entire life." Stiles agreed. "We'll figure it out."

"Figure what out?" Lydia's voice appeared with her sitting her tray down next to Scott and across from Y/n.

Stiles practically choked on a laugh and Scott was caught off guard at the sudden appearance so Y/n rolled her eyes and spoke up. "Just homework." Y/n smiled at her friend.

"Yeah." Stiles agreed and then whispered to his friends. "Why is she sitting with us?" Scott gave him a look that said he didn't know while Danny sat next to Y/n, Allison sat next to Scott, and another boy and girl took the empty spots on either end of the table.

"Hey, Danny boy."

"Hi, Y/n." He smiled in greeting. While Y/n didn't get along with Jackson, his friend Danny wasn't so bad.

"Get up." Jackson ordered the boy sitting at the end next to Lydia and Danny.

"How come you never ask Danny to get up?" The boy complained.

"Because I don't stare at his girlfriend's coin slot." Danny sassed back. Jackson practically shoved the boy off the chair and sat down himself. Y/n grimaced at the new addition to the table. "So I hear they're saying it's some type of animal attack. Probably a cougar."

"I heard mountain lion." Jackson said.

"A cougar is a mountain lion." Lydia smartly corrected. Jackson gave her a weird look and she smoothly backpedaled into an unsure look. "Isn't it?" Y/n raised her brow at Lydia's act, shaking her head with a small huffed laugh.

"Who cares? The guy's probably some homeless tweaker who's gonna die anyway."

"Literally no one asked for your thoughts on that, Jack-ass." Y/n glared at Jackson who returned the gesture, but before he could retort Stiles piped up.

"Actually, I just found out who it is. Check it out." He held out his phone so everyone could see the news report being played.

"The Sheriff's department won't speculate on details of the incident but confirmed the victim, Garrison Meyers, did survive the attack. Meyers was taken to a local hospital where he remains in critical condition."

"I know this guy." Scott realized.

"You do?" Allison asked.

"Yeah, when I used to take the bus, back when I lived with my dad. He was the driver." Scott, Stiles and Y/n were slightly stunned by this revelation but it didn't really mean much to anyone else.

"Can we talk about something slightly more fun, please?" Lydia asked. "Like, oh, where are we going tomorrow night?" Allison looked at Lydia, chewing her food in a surprised manner. "You said you and Scott were hanging out tomorrow night, right?"

Scott looked at Allison and she swallowed. "Um, we were thinking of what we were gonna do."

"Well, I am not sitting at home again watching lacrosse videos, so if the four of us are hanging out, we are doing something fun. Y/n, are you coming?"

The h/c raised her brows at Lydia. "Uh, no, I'm not. There'll be enough estrogen with you, Allison, and Jackson there so I'm good." Lydia playfully glared at her while Jackson rolled his eyes.

"Hanging out?" Scott questioned and Allison looked like a fish out of water. "Like, the four of us?" Stiles put a hand over his mouth and squeezed his eyes shut to block out the horror going on. Scott looked at Allison again. "Do you wanna hang out, like us and them?"

"Yeah, I guess. Sounds fun." Y/n watched this exchange in utter amusement, sipping on her drink to hide her grin.

"You know what else sounds fun?" Jackson asked and picked up a fork. "Stabbing myself in the face with this fork." Stiles rolled his eyes as he drank some of his water.

"That does sound fun! Let me do the honors for you." Y/n brandished her own fork with a sickly sweet smile.

Lydia reached over and snatched both of their utensils. Then she gasped. "How 'bout bowling? You love to bowl." Lydia looked at Jackson. Stiles munched on a fry and desperately tried to signal to Scott with his eyes to get out of this situation.

"Yeah, with actual competition."

"How do you know we're not actual competition?" Allison challenged. "You can bowl, right?" She asked Scott.

"Sort of." He replied not-so convincingly.

"Is it sort of, or yes?" Jackson dogged down Scott.

"Yes." This time Scott sounded more sure. "In fact, I'm a great bowler."

"You're a terrible bowler." Y/n laughed as she and Stiles followed Scott through the halls.

"I know! I'm such an idiot."

"God, it was like watching a car wreck." Stiles observed. "I mean, first it turned into the whole group date thing. And then out of nowhere comes that phrase." Stiles gripped his head in remorse at the dreaded phrase.

"Hang out."

"You don't hang out with hot girls, okay? It's like death."

"You guys hang out with me. Am I not as pretty as Allison?"

"No." She raised a brow at Stiles like you really just, and he quickly backpedaled. "That- that's not what I mean. It's different with you."

"How?"

"It just is." She scoffed and rolled her eyes, picking up her pace because now she has to go to the Clinic with Scott today because Stiles kept her from it the other day.

Stiles turned back to Scott. "But once it's hanging out, you might as well be her gay best friend. You and Danny can start hanging out."

"How is this happening? I either killed a guy or I didn't."

"I don't think Danny likes me very much." The two boys now having very different conversations.

"I ask Allison on a date, and now we're hanging out."

"Am I not attractive to gay guys?"

"I make first line, and the Team Captain wants to destroy me, and now-" Scott looks at the time on his phone, "now I'm gonna be late for work." Scott caught up with Y/n as they left the school.

"Wait, Scott, you didn't- am I attractive to gay guy-" he tried yelling out but stopped himself, "you didn't answer my question." He muttered and walked the other way.

...

"Don't worry, Scott. It's just a couple minutes." Y/n assured as she and Scott dismounted their bikes outside the Animal Clinic. Scott rushed in while Y/n went at a normal pace.

"Sorry. Sorry." She heard Scott say once he got to the back room.

"You're all of two minutes late." Alan said.

"Told you." Y/n smiled once she also got into the back room.

"I just don't want you to think I'm slacking." Scott explained.

"Scott, I guarantee you, you're one of the least slacking kids in this town." Scott smiled.

"I hope I'm one of the others?" Y/n looked at Alan.

"Of course. When you actually make it in, that is." He joked.

"I said I was sorry for the other day! I can't help Stiles dragging me this way and that." Y/n helped move a box around and Scott smiled at the exchange, but it faded when he saw the Sheriff at the door. He became anxious until the door opened and he saw one of the K-9 police dogs with him. Y/n looked over at the noise and instantly went into doggy voice mode. "Hi there, buddy. Are you ready to get your stitches out? Huh?" She kneeled down to the German Shepherd and petted his fur. "Hiya, Sheriff." Her voice was normal when talking to the humans.

"Hi, Y/n. Hey there, Scott. You staying out of trouble?"

"Yeah." Scott said simply. Alan helped Y/n lift the dog onto the exam table. He whimpers as his bandaged front leg is moved but settles down onto the metal surface.

"Oh, you're such a trooper." Y/n cooed and stroked the dog's fur to calm him more.

"Hey, listen, while I'm here, you mind taking a look at those pictures I was telling you about? Sacramento still can't determine an animal." Noah handed an evidence envelope to Alan.

"I'm not exactly an expert." Alan pulled out the photos and looked at them. "This is the guy who was attacked in the bus?" Scott's head picked up at this and Y/n glanced at him.

"Yeah. And we found wolf hairs on Laura Hale's body."

"A wolf?" Scott asked. "I mean, I think I read somewhere that wolves haven't been in California for, like, 60 years."

"True enough, but wolves are highly migratory. They could have wandered in from another state driven by impulse or strong enough memory."

"Wolves have memories?"

"Long-term ones, yeah." Y/n informed.

"If associated with a primal drive." Alan added. "See this one here?" Alan showed a picture to Noah.

"Yeah."

"Those are claw marks. A wolf would have gone for the throat or the spinal cord with it's teeth." He curled his fingers in front of his neck for demonstration.

"So what do you think, it's a mountain lion?"

"I don't know. A wolf could chase down it's prey, hobbling it by tearing at the ankles. And then the throat."

...

In the evening it was only Y/n and Alan left in the Clinic. They had finished closing up and they now stood in the back room, Y/n had just told Alan about Scott's 'dream'. "And the weirdest part is I had a dream too. I can't remember what it was but I remember red eyes. And I think I heard howling, but I'm not sure."

"You think it was the Alpha that attacked that man?" Alan asked.

"Yes. Scott isn't like that, he wouldn't attack someone like that. But the Alpha... I feel like he definitely would. And the eyes... It's not a coincidence."

"He must have at least been there to have a dream or memory like that."

"He can't remember. If I wasn't hiding I could try and help him remember but..." Her brows furrow and she frowns.

"It's okay. You're not ready to share who you are and that's perfectly understandable considering your past."

Before she can respond she gets a message from Stiles saying that he was picking her up with Scott. "Looks like I'm going out." She sighs as she puts her phone away and gathers her things.

"I know you're capable, but just be careful, all right?"

She gave him a smile. "Always." She gives him a hug before they part ways, him going home and her waiting for Stiles. Once they arrive she hops in the back and they fill her in on where they're going. Derek had told Scott to go back to the bus and let his senses remember for him.

Stiles pulls up near the closed fence of the school. The three get out, Y/n leaning against the front of the Jeep while the boys walk off. "Hey, no, just me." Scott said to Stiles. "Someone needs to keep watch."

"Y/n's doing that."

"Stiles."

"How come I'm always the guy keeping watch?"

"Because there's only three of us and the more eyes watching out, the better."

"Okay, why's it starting to feel like you're Batman and I'm Robin? I don't want to be Robin all the time."

"Nobody's Batman and Robin any of the time."

"Not even some of the time?"

"Just stay here."

"Oh, my God!" Stiles groaned and trudged back to the Jeep. He gets into the driver's side and she gets back into the back.

"What's wrong, Stilinski? You don't like keeping an eye out with me?"

"No, I just don't want to be on the side lines." He pouted.

"You're not. This is just... This is something he needs to do alone. He needs to be absolutely focused on his senses so he can remember." They lapse into silence for a while, watching Scott's figure inside the bus as a light rain started. She glances over at Stiles after a minute and noticed he was still pouting. "Don't pout." She chucked him under the chin. "You're too cute to pout." She smiled and winked. His eyes slightly widened at her actions, and before he can even think of responding lights caught their attention, drawing their eyes away from each other and towards the bus. "Crap." She reached over and started honking to get Scott's attention.

Scott scrambled out of the bus and clambered on top of a red car, somersaulting over the fence. "Come on, come on." Stiles urged as Scott hurried into the Jeep.

"Go! Go! Go! Go!" He yelled and Stiles peeled away from the school.

"Did it work? Did you remember?" Stiles asked frantically.

"Yeah, I was there last night. And the blood- a lot of it was mine."

"So you did attack him?"

"No. I saw glowing eyes in the bus, but they weren't mine. It was Derek."

Y/n perked up at this. "What color were the eyes?"

"Why does that matter?"

"What about the driver?" Stiles cut in.

"I think I was actually trying to protect him."

"Why would Derek help you remember that he attacked the driver?" Y/n tried to reason.

Scott sighed. "That's what I don't get."

"It's got to be a pack thing." Stiles theorized.

"What do you mean?"

"Like an initiation. You do the kill together."

"Because ripping someone's throat out is a real bonding experience?"

"Could be, who knows? But the point is you didn't do it, which means you're not a killer!" Y/n gave him a smile.

"And it also means that-" Scott cut Stiles off.

"I can go out with Allison." Scott smiles with relief.

"I was gonna say it means you won't kill us." Stiles gestured to himself and Y/n.

"Oh, yeah. That too."

...

Y/n sits in the corner of her room, the corner she has dedicated purely to art. Not many people would guess but Y/n loves to paint. Granted she doesn't do it that often but when she does it's either because she had muse to or because she just needs to get her thoughts and feelings out and a great way to do that is through art. When she's in these moods it usually takes a lot to drag her away from her easel.

With everything going on lately she definitely needed a night to use her favorite outlet. She set up a large-ish canvas, about 18" by 26", on her easel and set her paints on a black card table, speckled with paint from previous works. She has a tall Mason jar filled with water and paper towels to dry and clean her brushes. She ties her hair up, rolls up her sleeves, turns up her music, and gets to work. She goes into a type of trance, the kind where you're so focused on what you're doing the outside world is faded and you don't even really notice what you're doing either. She lays a foundation of black, scarring the inky surface with angry reds and blazing oranges. She pours everything she's been feeling lately into this piece. Her frustrations, her fears, her worries, her nightmares. Everything.

She finally takes a break after a while when her phone starts to ring. She glanced at it and saw it was Lydia. She sighs and puts the brush into the cloudy water, turning down the music before answering. "Hey, Lydie."

"Hey, N/n."

"What's up?" She sat on her bed.

"Oh, nothing. I'm just with Allison getting ready to go out. Are you sure you don't want to come? It'll be fuuun." She added in a sing-song voice.

"I'm sure it will, but as much as I love being a pain in Jackson's ass, I don't really feel like being the fifth wheel tonight."

"Aw, boo." Y/n could practically see Lydia's playful pout now and smiled. "Alright, well if I can't convince you I'll let you go to do whatever weird things you like to do."

"Why, how gracious of you!"

Lydia sighed. "I know. You're so lucky to have me as a friend."

The two laughed. "I sure am. Bye, Lydia. Say hi to Allison for me."

"Will do. Toodles." Y/n laughed to herself again as she hung up with the red head. She set her phone aside and turned her music back up to finish her painting. It would be another few hours before she decided she was done. She put the brush in the jar and stepped back to really see what she had painted.

A black sky was dotted with glowing embers that rose from a raging fire that was taller than a man. A pile of wood was set ablaze and in the middle a woman was tied to a stake. Face tilted to the sky, hair flying upwards from the heat of the flames and slightly obscuring her features. Her eyes are specks of amethyst in the ruby inferno. Her flowing white dress is billowing and charred at the ends. Behind the fire, barely hidden by the flames, are a pair of red eyes, glinting sinisterly in the firelight. The edges of everything were a bit blurred, giving the whole picture a dreamy haze.

She jumped slightly when her phone went off, but this time it was a text from Stiles.

The bus driver succumbed to his injuries.

She frowned at the news and glanced back at the painting, the scarlet orbs holding an extra layer of blood in their depths.

Ch.04

[botanicallyinclinednerd]

Umbrella Academy season 1 episode 1

Okay, someone correct me if I'm wrong, but this girl was not pregnant before she went in the water

I love it when a question of mine immediately gets answered

This feels cartoon villainish as fuck

Why is Tom Hopper in space

So they're all *supposed* to be the same age but Five is due to time travel shenanigans as I understand it

I get the feeling that Klaus will not, in fact, stay sober. I do immediately like his vibes

What a shitty way to find out your father is dead

I was right about the sober thing

Is this a weather powers thing? Or is this a coincidence? I don't actually know what most of their powers are

There are only 6 children in that portrait, and suddenly the "brothers" instead of "siblings" question makes a bit more sense...

Damn this guy was really bad at keeping his kids around/alive, huh

What did Vanya do?

Hearing Tom Hopper do an American(? It sounds a bit odd to me) accent is unsettling

A monkey!

Well that's appropriately heart breaking

Well these vibes are weird as fuck

Yeah, that went well

I now understand the rumor thing

Ooh, teleportation

Does Ben turn into a creature? Is that his power?

"I'm afraid there's just nothing special about you" wow holy crap, what an asshole

Whoops

I dance like Vanya

There he is

None of them seem to like each other (except for Allison and Luther), but I'm trusting the process, this is only episode 1 after all

Ah so they are cold towards her because of the book.

Five seems... hm. I don't know how to put this? Sympathetic but in a gruff way. Cause aren't they all dead in his future?

These feel like valid arguments, and he should say them, but I feel like this was not the best time for them

The boys are fighting!

I love Klaus putting an arm back to shield Five and he swats it away with a Look at Klaus

Is the Ben statue going to- yup. I had a feeling due to the blocking

Okay so the going from him watching them sleep with the brain activity, to specially Vanya, the "not special" one of the group, to present day of her knocking back pills? Makes me wonder if she DOES have abilities, he knew it, and he kept that from her and the others while giving her medication to supress it, leading to her alienation and breaking away from him and the family. Or those could just be perfectly normal prescription drugs and I'm over analyzing

Oh good they establish right off that he's a murderous bastard

Is the person Klaus is talking to Ben? :D

If this show makes me love the dead guy and then he ceases to exist, imma be upset

Im either going to really like the relationship between Vanya and Five or it's going to destroy me, potentially both

Oh damn. Uhhhh. Okay I think I understand more why he is like this if he was alone for all those years. But I somehow doubt he was entirely alone?

Well I am certainly intrigued!

[sunnyie-eve]

30 | Confident

Series: Indispensable | Teen Wolf

Paring: (Stiles Stilinski x OFC Martin)

Word Count: 1.9k

Warnings: None

| MASTERLIST |

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"Where's Julia?" Scott asks Stiles as he pulls up with Kira at the station.

"She's helping set up Danny's party with him and the twins." Stiles rolls his eyes getting the keycards ready for him.

"That's a first she's not with you. It's crazy how she's with them." Scott laughs knowing it was bugging him at the moment since it was obvious.

"Can we not? Now, listen." He gives Scott the run down on the keycards.

While Stiles waits for the two inside he still wonders why Julia decided to help the twins. Yeah, she had no plans but still. What if he and Scott needed her and it was serious?

Meanwhile with Julia and the twins, Aiden wouldn't leave her side bugging her about how to win over Lydia, "Will you please give me space dude?" She whines as the loft started filling up with party goers.

"But I could use advice from you."

"I already gave you advice Aiden. Show you care about others, help others. If you want Lydia and in the pack... show you changed and mean it. Don't fake it." She gets a little face paint done.

"What if..."

"Aidan!" She glares at him.

"Fine, I'll give you space till Lydia shows up." He walks away from her and she gets the sense someone was watching her so she look over to the dark corner to see no one.

When Aiden goes back to find Julia a little bit later, he sees her drinking in a corner alone dancing, "I didn't invite you to party..." He crosses his arms as she spins around making her neon green mini skirt twirl.

"No, but Danny did." She smiles taking a sip of her beer.

"Are you a light weight?" He laughs at her.

"A bit yeah. I wish I was a werewolf so I couldn't get drunk." She sees Lydia walk in, "She's here by the way." She nods her head over at her.

"Not yet. I don't want to seem desperate."

Julia can't help but laugh, "But you are." She walks off to join the crowd of people to party.

At the moment, Isaac and Allison show up and he tells her Derek can never know. She looks at him then at the party with wide eyes, "And if he does?"

"We're all screwed."

Allison scans over the crowd and sees Julia dancing with a guy who was all over her, "I think Julia is drinking a bit too much." She points her out so Isaac could see her.

"Oh hell." He rushes over into the crowd to get Julia away from the guy, "Hey, Julia." He naps in her shoulder.

"Hey, Isaac." She smiles still dancing.

"Excuse me, I just need to borrow her." He grabs her arm making the guy pissed off.

"Dude, we're having fun here."

"Well, I don't care. Now, Julia." Isaac pulls her away cause her to complain that she just wants to have fun, "You can but not with him."

"Why not?"

"Why not? Julia, I'm trying to save you from doing something stupid with him. What if you get too drunk and sleep with him. You told me you have to earn it." He holds her by the shoulders so she would listen to him.

"It doesn't matter anymore since I already slept with Stiles. So I don't care if I hookup with other guys now like Lydia used to." She explains to him not meaning to slip up.

"When the hell did that happen?" He shouts surprised.

"Last night." She says then walks off as Allison joins Isaac.

"Everything good now?"

"I have no idea honestly." He shakes his head just standing with Allison while they watch Julia party with guys.

When Scott, Stiles and Kira show up, Stiles talks about a new key he has that he had no clue where it came from. As Scott asks if he wants to leave to figure it out, Stiles spots Julia with the group of boys.

Scott looks at where he was looking and chuckles a bit, "Aww she's growing up."

"Not on my watch." Stiles rushes over to her causing Scott to laugh at his best friend.

"Stiles!" She gets a big grin on her face seeing him, "Excuse me, boys. My boy is here." She leaves to go to his side, "Wanna dance with me?" She holds his hand.

"How much have you drank?" He asks as she moves to the music.

"Not much but I am a light weight." She laughs, "Now, dance with me or I'll go back to the group of good looking guys." She smirks walking backwards.

"Let's dance!" He shouts so she grabs his hand again dragging him to the middle of the dance floor. "You know, I've been through your closet so where the hell did you get this outfit?" Stiles eyes her.

Her mini skirt was so short that the bottom of her cheeks were peaking out and her top was basically a bikini top with dangly beads.

"Because it was in my dresser, dummy. Do you like it?" She spins around for him.

"It works for you." He tries not to stare at her too much.

"Should I have wore my light blue instead?" She says knowing that's blue was his favorite color.

"You know what, yeah. I would have liked it more."

As the two continue to dance Aiden tries talking to Lydia but she was still not giving in to him pissing him off. Walking off from him she looks out at the crowd to see Allison and Isaac together then Julia and Stiles.

"Just get together." She groans watching her sister.

"Wanna get a drink?" Julia asks Stiles to they walk off to go sit and drink. "Bottle opener, please." She puts her hand out for his keychain so he gets it for her. "Stiles, why would one of your keys have phosphors on it?" She shows him.

"Huh... So when did you become more outgoing with boys?" He changes the topic.

She giggles looking at him, "Alcohol makes me more confident."

"Oh, I've noticed that."

"How so? Besides from the boys?" She raises an eyebrow with a slight grin.

"Your body language speaks loudly." He eyes her lips.

"And your eyes speak loudly as well, Stiles." She makes him look up at her, "How good I look tonight, how you want to kiss me again." She leans closer to him.

"Fuck it." He closes the gap between them kissing her before pulling back, "Exactly how drunk are you, first?" He wanted to make sure.

"I would say I have a buzz so I know what I've been doing, what I've said, and I'll remember it all the next day." She explains so her places his lips back on hers again.

As the kiss gets a bit intense he pulls back again, "Sorry, I am but what are phosphorus?" He asks curious.

"Oh, They're any substance that luminesces. It's in our teeth, fingernails, laundry detergent, and also in this." She wipes the paint that was smeared on his face. "It reacts to the UV light, that's why it glows."

"How did I get phosphorus on my key?" He asks so she thinks looking at his keys.

"This one is new."

"Yeah, I just saw it this morning. I have no clue where it came from or goes to." He huffs.

"You could have got chemicals in it from school." She states so they just look at each other thinking the same thing, "It couldn't be right?"

"One way to find out. You stay here while I go to the school. I'll update tomorrow, I promise." He gets up rushing off to come back with a bottle of water, "No more drinking incase you accidentally do something you will regret." He gives her a quick kiss before rushing off again.

"Hey, Aiden! Have you seen Lydia?" Julia walks over to him as he looks around.

"Not for a while, no. Have you seen Ethan? Danny and I don't know where he is."

"I haven't seen him in like an hour." She thinks back as they look around for the two of them. They find Lisa outside on the ground shaking, "Lydia!" Julia gets down by her, "She freezing. Get her inside, please." She tells the guys so Aiden carries her in taking her by the heating vent.

Aiden holds her close to his chest with his arms wrapped around her to help give her warmth, "They came out of the dark." She tells them.

"Who did Lydia?" Julia rubs her hands on her to help warm her up. "Aiden, I had a feeling someone was watching me in the dark corner earlier."

"I couldn't find one !" Danny comes over as Derek shows up making everyone leave just for the guys in black come out.

"Get her out of here. Julia go with your sister." Aiden tells her.

"No, wait. I want to know what's going on first. Go Danny. I'll see you at home Lydia."

"Be careful, Julia. Aiden, please." Lydia tells them as she leaves with Danny just for the guys in masks turn to Aiden and Julia.

"Guys, they're all looking me and Julia." Aiden says stepping a little closer to Julia as they take a step closer to them.

"Why are they all looking at us?" Aiden asks everyone again and no one answers as they step forward to the two again.

"Guys?" Julia says this time.

Scott and Derek try to intercede. Derek even breaks one's neck but it recovers and both are beaten back. Isaac steps up to help but the warrior he faces pulls a sword from inside his body and spins it around like a pro making Isaac backs off.

The warriors make it to the two and two of them hold Aiden still while one walks up to Julia, "Don't touch her!" Aiden tries to get free while one brands Julia, "Julia!" Aiden shouts as she falls to the ground then the same happens to him.

Derek jogs over to Julia holding her in his arms rubbing her shoulders to warm her up while Ethan helps his brother.

"What the hell were those things?" Scott asks so Isaac looks at Allison.

"Your dad's 24 hours are up." He tells her going over to help Derek with Julia, "Derek, don't have a jacket to warm her up?"

"Yeah, let me get it." He passes Julia to Isaac to hold.

Isaac tries he's best to give Julia warmth while Derek gets a jacket for her to put on. Once they help her put it on Derek takes her an again to warm her up. When she's was warmed up a bit, Aiden said he would give her a ride home and Ethan would accompany them:

Dropping her off at home she thanks Aiden, "I'll be sure to let Lydia know that you did good." She hands him his helmet.

"You don't have to, Julia. She'll never forgive me."

"She'll start to when she knows you cared about me with those guys. Plus you gave me a ride home." She tells him, "Believe me you two, you're working your way up on being trusted by everyone." She tells both of them.

Inside she goes by Lydia's room to check on her, "Are you okay?" Lydia gets out of her bed.

"Yeah, I got branded as well. But Aiden did his best and was worried about me. He gave me a ride home."

"I'll be sure to thank him next time I see him." Lydia hugs her, "Now how come you got a jacket." She laughs.

"Derek got it for me since Isaac told him too."

"Damn, you really had everyone helping you while I just got three people. You, Aiden and Danny." Lydia playfully shoves Julia.

"I had three people too. Aiden, Derek and Isaac." Julia walks towards the door to go to her room to get some rest.

[idontplaytrack]

“Flowers? What for?”

Capri Donahue x fem! reader

Warnings: fluff

In which Capri wakes up in the morning before reader and gives her couple little surprises — and then some

Usually, Capri would wake up later than you did. And on this rare morning where she was the one who woke up first thanks to a long night last night, she decided to surprise you with your some flowers and your favourite breakfast.

You both had the day off from lectures so last night you and Capri got into some cheeky business. Usually you were a very light sleeper so Capri’s never got to do something like this for you before and she was so excited.

Capri quietly got freshened up then gathered her wallet, keys and purse and snuck out of the apartment. She took a bus to your favourite bagel shop to get you what you your usual order. It was barely seven in the morning.

“Hi, what can I get for you today?” The staff greeted, then she recognises Capri, "Oh, my god- Capri, good to see you back here. Do you want your usual?"

"Hi, Allison." Capri waved with a smile, stepping closer to read the menu, "I will get the usual, but double the cream cheese. y/n really likes it so I just wanted to get her more to last a little longer."

"Sure thing." Allison acknowledges, "You're early." "There's no line, I'm kinda shocked." Capri laughs a little, "She's still sleeping which is rare, so I wanted to surprise her with her favourites this morning."

"That's so sweet." Allison remarked while busy preparing the order, "Oh, hey- would either of you like to try the new cream cheese flavour? I could give you a little sample to take home." "You don't have to."

"Just take it." Allison insisted, "Coffee?"

"Just one for me."

"I know, I was just asking if you wanted it." Allison laughed, placing the bag of bagels and cream cheese in front of Capri.

"I'm paying." Capri interjected.

"Please- even my boss has realised how much the two of you have spent here and asked me to give y'all a bit of free stuff here and there." Allison scoffs.

"Alright, fine. Just the coffee and a bit of the new cream cheese."

"Here you go."

"Thanks, Allison. We'll be back." Capri paid then turned to leave.

"We'll be waiting!" Allison chuckles over her words right as Capri stepped outside. Next, she took another bus to the flower district and hand picked a bouquet of flowers for you. Finally, she took yet another bus back to the apartment. She proudly made it back in under an hour. Setting the paper bag and bouquet down, she pulls out a couple of plates to prepare the bagel for you, well — she just put one on the plate, but it looked nice. Capri then boiled some water to make you tea. In the meantime, got the tray table out and put the plate, and bouquet of flowers onto it first, the last thing being the mug containing your favourite morning tea.

Carefully reentering your shared bedroom, she places the tray onto the nightstand and woke you up. You fussed a little, but you did wake up after a minute or so. "Good morning." Capri says, turning over to reach for the tray and then placed it down for you. "What? Oh my God, babe. What is all this?" You were still groggy, but you could obviously see what was right in front of you.

"Capri...flowers? What for?"

She chuckles, "What? I need a reason to get you flowers?"

You mirrored her smile, "No, I- I'm just a little surprised is all. Thank you, babe. This is so sweet. Thank you, thank you."

"Anything to see that smile on your face." Capri grins, leaning in to smooch you on the cheek, "Dig in."

————

Capri joins you for breakfast in bed, then you two proceeded to watch a little TV while waiting for the food to digest more so you guys could jump in the shower. "It's too early, isn't it?" Capri gives you a sheepish smile.

"No, I'm fine. We wake up around this time every morning anyway." You told her.

Capri nodded, wrapping her arms around you from behind, her bare body pressed up against yours. She presses a kiss on your shoulder, "I love you, baby."

"I love you, too." You couldn't help but smile, the warm water hitting your skin relaxing your slightly sore body even more. Capri was more affectionate this morning than usual, but you were simply enjoying the pampering. She helped you shampoo your hair and squeezed the body wash onto your loofah, things like that. Nothing extravagant but it made your heart melt. You and Capri finished showering in comfortable silence and got changed. You then crawled back into bed to wait for her to finish drying off her hair, watching her every step of the way. She caught you looking in the reflection of the mirror and smiled, a smile forms on your face at the sight. The sound of thunder caught your attention and your head whipped towards the window right when a light rain started to fall. Capri climbs into bed with you, pulling you closer to her — if that was even possible. She traces random shapes on your palm while enjoying the view of the rain, you leaned your head on her shoulder but soon shifted to her lap instead. Her face meets yours with a sweet smile, "Hi, you."

You blushed and she presses a kiss to your forehead. Capri caresses your cheek softly, now just looking at you. "Can we light a candle?" You ask after awhile.

"Of course." She agreed, so you two got out of bed briefly to pick one out and light it. Obviously, you and Capri were back in bed again after that was done. You started babbling just about anything that came to mind and she listened attentively no matter what. You loved that she was always so interested and have also started watching your favourite shows on her own time just so that she could actually understand what you were saying. And you just had to tip your hat off to her because your favourite show was dramatic, tense and twenty-five seasons long. Capri got just as invested in it as you were, and you simply did not expect her to because she was not one to watch TV shows — much less 25 seasons worth of nearly hour-long episodes (Yes, it's SVU)

"Hey, you never know, baby." She had a hand on your stomach under your shirt, "We live in New York now, we just might run into your favourite actress one day." Only she would say something like that to make you smile. (Mariska Hargitay, lol)

"Come on, this place is huge." You laughed.

"Sometimes these things just happen, y/n." She winked, grinning, "We're much closer now to where they typically film, y'know."

"You are simply feeding my delusions, Capri Donahue." You sigh, that smile still not leaving your face.

This was an amazing morning: no classes, no worries...just you laying in the arms of your girl and it feels so freaking great. And as if things couldn't get any better, let's just say that while you two were out for dinner that night, Capri was right. So right.

"I told you." She captures her lips into her own, "All you gotta do is believe."

[moistvonlipwig]

3, 12, 18, and 19 for teen wolf (no worries if you want to pass on any of them)?

3. screenshot or description of the worst take you’ve seen on tumblr

oh see now this question is impossible because teen wolf fandom is capable of producing bad takes that other fandoms can only dream of. "scott helping align a dog's broken leg in his capacity as an assistant vet tech is animal abuse." "stalia is problematic because malia is 45 in coyote years." "scott violated/raped derek" (re: a scene in which scott is forced under duress to make derek bite gerard, which derek only objected to because he did not know about scott's secret plan). "stiles is the only one who ever respected derek." "scott has been narrating the entire show to make himself look better." "deaton is shady and evil." "scott abused jackson" (a real thing someone sent to my inbox). even jeff davis got in on it with "kira's story didn't have anything left to explore." however despite stiff competition i do think we have to give this award to "scott is a werewolf colonizer" because there is something so special about accusing a mexican boy of colonizing the culture of white people who are living in california. and also because it is so so funny to say.

12. the unpopular character that you actually like and why more people should like them

hm. i don't know if i like any characters who are unpopular within the fandom circles i travel in. like certainly scott is unpopular with the fandom at large, we know this, but i don't travel in those circles so. idk. i guess i think victoria argent is interesting? imo after allison she's the most compelling argent. i think killing yourself rather than becoming a werewolf shows a kind of commitment to one's ideology that automatically makes a character interesting. i don't know what the popular opinion on victoria argent is but that's my take.

18. it’s absolutely criminal that the fandom has been sleeping on…

see again i could point to fandom at large for this but frankly fandom at large sleeps on anything that isn't sterek or steter so i could say anything and it would be true. so my actual answer is that i think more people should ship theo/mason. i get why sceo is popular but i don't know why thiam is so big when...thason? meo? (personally i am voting for meo as a ship name because it looks like meow. however i am willing to be overruled.)...is right there. one of my actual most unpopular opinions is idgaf about morey because i couldn't care less about corey. i don't even know that boy's last name. he's nothing to me. but theo/mason??? both of them experimented on by the dread doctors, one of them 'evil' and the other 'good' (too 'good' to be traumatized, if you ask jeff davis, which is why you should never ask jeff davis), one of them so compassionate and caring, the other callous and lacking empathy, on opposite sides of the fight, yet both bound by the same trauma, and both deep inside wanting to help? look i'm not a big m/m shipper so i'm not gonna write the fic but SOMEONE should write the fic. is what i'm saying.

19. you’re mad/ashamed/horrified you actually kind of like…

disclaimer i am not ashamed of liking anything because, to paraphrase the great cordelia chase, shame is not something to be proud of. however i am a little mad that stiles and derek genuinely have such a fun relationship. i do actually wish they had more scenes together and i would happily watch an entire episode that was just the two of them on a buddy cop roadtrip and if people wrote more platonic fic of them with their canon personalities being forced into Situations together then i Would read it. i don't ship them because it's not my cup of tea shipping-wise and i think fanon sterek is nothing like canon sterek and is deeply uninteresting but in the year 2024 i must confess that canon stiles & derek did make some points.

[yallemagne]

So, I was clued in by several references to Micheal Myers that the movie my brother was making me watch was a Halloween movie and, having never watched a single one, I went to the Wikipedia to catch up. I figured out through getting through all of the Wikipedia synopses that the film I was watching was the final one! Amazing.

Spoilers. Also, trigger warning: I hate slasher films. Not for moral reasons, so slasher nuts can put down their pitchforks. I just. Blech. But this film had a silver lining.

EDIT: I misspelt Allyson's name bc it was misspelt in the subtitles.

For a moment, at the beginning of the film, I thought maybe they were referencing Mikey as a horror movie icon, but that was not the case. I had been tricked-- HOODWINKED -- into watching a film from the Halloween series. But I couldn't walk away now!! I already sat down!!

I didn't care about the kid. Honestly the sheer amount of blood and also the weird way he fell took me out of the scene. I was half like "was this staged by the kid, too?"

Corey was already giving me vibes of an anxious teen who messed up in the past, and like this was the only chance he has to show he's a good guy, and like that was the reason he was panicking so hard in the attic? Anyway, whomp whomp. This is why you don't bully someone with anxiety in a horror film, kid.

Time skip, he gets bullied by some high schoolers and JAMIE LEE CURTIS appears to the rescue! The band kids are mean to her, so maybe they deserve-- just kidding lol. I'll call her Laurie from here on, she offers boyo a knife to fuck up the car. Wahoo.

His hand is messed up and Laurie's granddaughter is a nurse, what can go wrong? Introducing a young woman to a male main character in a horror film has neeeeeever led to predictable and blegh-y deaths ahahahah. But I was wrong in thinking she would be killed for making premarital eye contact, so that's neat.

And then someone makes premarital eye contact with Laurie and I'm like noooo oh he's gonna die too? seriously?? I don't even know this guy. But the writers did not hate me today.

Let's skip, so Corey gets thrown off a bridge because he called out someone's daddy issues and is pulled into some weird... sewer cave? I don't know what it is. I don't think Mikey did it, but I'll get to that. Corey wakes up and gets strangled by Mikey, but then he starts getting flashbacks to the worst day of his life, which I guess is symbolic of his mental break.

ONE LITTLE TANGENT. I hate how horror films villainize the mentally ill. And how apparently being mentally ill gives you superpowers. Maybe I should get evaluated just to see if I can raise a barn on my own. I know someone may scold me like "it's not black and white, there's no ableist messaging inherent to this genre, there is no war in Ba Sing Se", but you are wrong, bye.

Corey gets away but the homeless man I predicted would die jumps him and oh look. He's ~crazy~ too. But I guess he did not receive an official diagnosis because he does not come back to life after being killed. Also, I think maybe this guy is the one who dragged Corey into that place because of his obsession with Mikey, but that's minor.

Corey tells Allison he's a murderer. I was... pleasantly shocked they didn't start making out immediately. But she still stayed with him. And I wasn't fully paying attention because of my reading, but I seriously thought she knew he was doing even more murders, but apparently she... didn't? Even though they were people who inconvenienced her?

Corey meets Allison's ex and then lures him into Mikey's lair. Mikey gets knocked down and Corey yells at him to show him how to kill people. Mikey's like "okay shit" and stabs the guy a few more times than necessary just to make sure Corey understood. I was kinda cheering about boys night because that is exactly what this was.

The boys kill a doctor who was mean to Allison and the woman he's sleeping with, and I was like SERIOUSLY?? MOVIE??? I caught up in the Wikipedia and saw that apparently, the woman got a promotion because she was sleeping with him... but that's still killing a woman for having sex. Oh well. Also, the eye contact between the woman and Corey was weird, I thought, am I missing something here?? Eh.

Laurie confronts Corey, and she's so badass, and I love her so much. Tells him to back the fuck up. He refuses and tells her to go apeshit. OHHH DUDE. You do NOT WANT THAT. She literally vanished, and I was like "TOLD YOU SO BOY". I knew she wasn't gonna kill him right then, but I kept making *teleports behind you* jokes.

Since Corey is a wuss, he calls Allison up because he knows Laurie is gonna get his ass. Allison argues with Laurie that Corey isn't evil, and at this point, I genuinely thought she was gaslighting Laurie because HOW DOES SHE NOT KNOW??? But she truly didn't know that her boyfriend was JD.

Corey shows up at Mikey's hidey hole and they have a silly little tussle. It's so fucking funny. The boys are having a little wrestle! It's so silly. Corey steals Mikey's mask so he can be Mikey (his own mask wasn't cool enough) and kill a bunch of people. His stepdad is collateral damage, and I groaned so hard at his death. That man teleported into the bullet. Had to look away from the yucky ew because I don't trust my unconscious mind with gruesome imagery.

Laurie is amazing she is so cool. Corey tries to get her but she fuckin GETS HIM. She's so fucking badass I love her. Laurie is my bias.

Corey does the "if I can't have her, no one will" again and does a self-stabby to frame Laurie bc he knows he has his official diagnosis and he'll come back to life. In the meantime? Mikey has come to take his mask back. He permanently kills Corey by revoking his blessing (that's what I got from it at least) because no one kills his sister but him!!!

Laurie is fucking GREAT SHE FUCKING YES MAN. The foreshadowing of the exploding microwave and like boom man. I was cheering GET HIM LAURIE GET HIM. He tries to get rid of her hand, she says "no sir I like that hand". She gets his mask off, and he's like "nooo you know how insecure I feel without the mask >:((((". So many knives. I mean so many knives get put into this man. He can fit so many. One is in his hand and he RIPS HIS HAND IN HALF to choke her after she slit his throat. I don't know how effective choking would be with a hand that fucked up but oh well.

"Do it pussy," she says as she's getting flashbacks to every previous movie, and I'm so happy I watched none of them and just this one. It's all I need. Allison comes in and slits his wrist. I was groaning. "Come on, you think that will work? What next? Is the blood gonna start seeping back into his cuts?" But apparently bloodletting keeps him down for a while.

Cops show up, "Micheal" "He's dead" "Not dead enough", THANK YOU ALLISON I LOVE YOU SO MUCH.

There's this big procession of cars, everyone's there. We cut to several faces that would be familiar if I watched anything else in this series. I was like "oh my god it's just like End Game. Everyone's here and I don't care"

BUT GUESS WHAT? THEY THREW MIKEY IN THE SHREDDER!!! No fake outs, no Mikey getting up and murdering an entire town, HE WAS SHREDDED!! YESSSSSSSSSS! BEST MOVIE!!

I was a little bit in doubt. It's a slasher film, after all.

Allison tells Laurie that she believes her that Corey was bad now bc she just watched Heathers and took some notes.

There was a knock on the door or a ring of the doorbell, I don't remember, and I'm like "better not fucking be Corey, he got his privileges revoked".

It wasn't, it was Laurie's boyfriend. Oh yay. That man didn't die.

Okay. My attitude towards death in slasher films? I just like when unimportant characters aren't killed for the sake of it. It pleases me because it subverts my expectations. With films like these, you can only really trust that a character will survive if they are a murderer, which bores me. I like innocent randos living against the odds.

They cut to every room in the house, and I know that it was to show "look at all these rooms that were destroyed, now they are back to normal" but... Laurie... please move. Also I was expecting Mikey in any one of those rooms, but there was only his mask kept as a trophy, I assume. WHAT THE FUCK SHRED THAT, TOO. The continued existence of the mask is sequel bait, I know it's literally called "The End" but I have trust issues.

So? Pros? Okay, loved Corey and Mikey's relationship, it was funny. Just a couple of rowdy boys tussling in the sewer cave. Laurie is my bias. THEY SHREDDED MIKEY!!!!! YESSSSS!!!! Cons? I CAN IGNORE THEM BC THEY SHREDDED MIKEY!!!!