#jackson teen wolf

[ru-fiction]

Discovery: Stiles x Male Reader

Second chance at first line

You let out a frustrated sigh as your friend kept following you around with all his questions. You admired his curiosity but you were in school and rather not get into the logistics of your powers where anyone could hear.

You turned towards him and gave him an annoyed look.

"Look Stiles, I love you but you're being annoying right now."

You smiled before continuing to your locker. He raises his hands in defense as he leans against the locker next to yours.

"Sorry, Sorry. I'm just excited!"

Your eyebrows raised as you tilted your head slightly.

"Yeah, I can tell."

"I just never had a friend who was a vampire before."

You chuckle.

"We've literally been friends since we were kids."

Stiles wagged his finger at you while he laughed with you.

"Doesn't count because I didn't know."

You shake your head and playfully rolled your eyes with a smile stretching along your face.

"Were you born this way?"

You shake your head.

"No, I was turned whenever my mom started dating my dad."

"I remember that, that's when you started wearing these baggy clothes..."

He slightly tugged on the sleeve of your jacket.

"I always thought it was because you're always cold."

You winced and shifted your eyes around when you realized he was talking about your body heat that was non-existent.

"Side effect of being half dead I guess..."

You paused for a moment.

"Would it even be half dead if I never died? Undead maybe..."

You furrowed your eyebrows when you felt a fire in the pit of your stomach and the next moment Scott appeared, grabbing on to Stiles shoulders making him slightly brush against the locker.

"I need you."

Scott gave Stiles a pleading look with a hint of shock. Stiles nodded and patted Scott's shoulder before looking at you.

"See ya bud, gotta be supportive to the other friend.."

Stiles held up his fist and you lightly tapped it with your own, you nodded as they walked off towards the locker room.

—🧛🏼‍♂️

A little while later you found yourself on the bench watching the boys practice, your hood was up blocking the sun from touching your face. You covered your ears each time the coach's whistle sounded. You watched the sweaty boys on the field line up again waiting for the coach's next order.

Scott seemed distracted from where you were seated which wasn't good because Jackson looked about ready to take him down. He seemed to focus a little after awhile and started running up towards Jackson only to be knocked down by him, you winced at the contact and the sound of his body hitting the pavement. You heard Jackson mock Scott before walking away, this had caused you to roll your eyes at his cockiness.

The coach soon followed in Jackson's footsteps and started taunting Scott in an act to provoke him and get him to do better.

Scott had moved back to the start of the line as the coach repeated that he was going to go again.

You watched as Jackson's cocky face shifted as a smirk etched at his lips under his helmet.

After the whistle was blown, Scott quickly made his way towards Jackson, knocking him off of his feet with a huge amount of force effectively harming him.

You stood up in concern for both guys, watching the scene with worried eyes that shifted between Jackson and Scott. You watched as Scott was escorted off the field by Stiles and waited a few moments before going after them in case of an emergency, Not even noticing that Derek was watching from the sidelines.

-

You walked up to the locker room and grabbed the handle quickly pushing inside as you heard Scott's angry yell.

Once inside you noticed an angry Scott chasing around a frightened Stiles, his eyes glowed a bright yellow as he hopped from locker to locker, his eyes trained on Stiles as he stalked his friend, waiting for the opportunity to attack.

Scott climbed onto the ceiling as he chased Stiles who had tried to hide in a locker and watching as he gave up and started heading to the door where you were. When Scott lunged for him but you acted faster pulling Stiles behind you before pushing Scott into the lockers knocking some of them down under his weight from the amount of force you had used. Scott got up once more to attack but Stiles quickly grabbed the fire extinguisher, quickly pulling you behind him before spraying his other friend in the face in hopes of cooling his temper.

"Stiles? Y/N?"

Scott asked softly as he finally came to his senses, he looked extremely confused, he was panting heavily and his face was full of sweat. Stiles' fear instantly turned into relief as he dropped the extinguisher and threw off his gloves.

"You tried to kill us... It's like I told you before. It's the anger, it's your pulse rising, It's a trigger."

Stiles squared in front of his friend as he spoke to him.

"But that's lacrosse."

Scott responded in exhaustion as he breathed heavily.

"It's a pretty violent game, if you haven't noticed."

"Well it'll be a lot more violent if you end up killing someone on the field."

Stiles scolded.

"You can't play Saturday. You are gonna have to get out of the game."

"But I'm first line."

Stiles shook his head as he gave him a firm look, putting his foot down.

"Not anymore."

You looked between the two boys as they stared at the other, Scott looking upset and Stiles looking worried for his friend.

"You okay?"

Scott nodded at your question.

"You?"

You placed a hand on Stiles' shoulder which he pats softly in return.

"Yeah, I'm okay."

—🧛🏾‍♂️

"He probably hates me."

"He doesn't hate you."

Stiles groaned as he leaned into your side, the two of you were currently watching some movie at his house that neither one of you were really paying attention to. You were running your fingers through his hair trying to soothe him from the stress he was feeling about his friend.

"You think I was too hard on him? Maybe I should have—."

"Nope, don't start. You did nothing wrong, you were just looking out for a friend."

You hushed softly as you massaged his scalp, causing him to melt against you. Your phone pinged causing you to stop massaging him to pull your phone out.

Stiles glanced up at you, eyes glittering with curiosity.

"What's up?"

You turned your phone around so that he could read the message you got from Lydia. Stiles sighed as he pulled away completely.

"Where are you going?"

You questioned as your brows furrowed together, you were already missing the warmth his body provided.

"I'll be right back."

Stiles disappeared for a moment before coming back with his laptop in hand and toy gun in hand. He got back onto the couch taking his place near you again, he had been facing away from you this time having his back up against your chest as he started to call up Scott.

When Scott answered, he picked up the gun and started pressing the trigger causing it to light up, You chuckled as his face shifted with pure joy.. Scott jumped at the sound from behind the camera, a concerned look on his face.

"Did you hear that?"

Stiles raised an eyebrow, not knowing what Scott meant.

"T-That sound. It sounded like some type of laugh?"

Stiles laughed.

"Dude, that was just Y/N."

"Really? I don't see him."

"What do you mean dude he's beh—woah."

Stiles noticed that you were not visible in the camera. He turned to look at you then back at the camera then back at you again.

"What? I can't be caught on camera."

"Is that why you usually keep your camera off?"

You shrugged.

"Pretty much."

Scott nodded as he was processing the information.

"So what'd you find out?"

Scott asked, changing the subject.

"Well it's bad. Jackson's got a separated shoulder."

Scott deflated slightly.

"Because of me?"

"Because he sucks/Because he's a tool."

"Well i-is he gonna play?"

"Oh, they don't know yet."

Stiles shrugged.

"Now they're just counting on you Saturday."

Scott sighed and shook his head, you frowned when you noticed the slightest movement behind him. Stiles had noticed too as his eyes squinted to try to see better.

"What?"

The connection started to get a bit shaky, so Stiles began to type. Your eyes widened when you finally saw what or who was in his room.

"It looks like what?"

Scott questioned as his brows furrowed in confusion, he watched as the screen started buffering, he got a little frustrated the longer his computer acted up.

When the computer finally started working again he could see Stiles new message. He was more confused but as the realization filled his eyes, the line cut.

—🧛🏽‍♂️

[dcangel]

one thing I don’t understand abt jackson (whittemore) is that he’s supposedly gay but what was that thing with allison going on in the first season???

[knomelooking]

Teen wolf movie reminded me that in fact teen wolf was not great. But certain characters made it great.

[headcanonthings]

Stiles, at Starbucks: Can I get a venti vanilla latte with um, seven espresso shots. Jackson, in line behind him: Jesus Christ, Stilinski, just do cocaine.

[pkrosche]

Teen Wolf Incorrect Text Posts 12/?

[nobitchs-world]

If I ever get these men in my claws I will transform into the ultimate freak

[raccoonsockss]

this was basically the plot of teen wolf right

(kids left to right: stiles, malia, scott, kira, jackson, allison, erica, isaac, lydia, boyd, + cora in the baby carrier)

edit: i cannot BELIEVE i have to say this but if you rb this and tag it as sterek i will block you because why are you looking at an adult drawn with a bunch of children and thinking about them together. i don’t really care enough about the ship itself but THAT is gross

[usermischief]

Teen Wolf

1.01 - Pilot

[nightlark100]

Stiles sets up a betting board rather early on, figuring it'll be something that might help the betas bond a bit. It started off with a few silly things but the main category quickly became 'what is going to try and kill us next'. The name was changed after Derek expressed concerns over how cavalier Stiles was about dying and instead became 'what is going to put us in danger next'. The rules were simple:

Each of them contributed to a pool.

Each beta was given the opportunity to change their pick after something tried to kill them or once a month (if things were quiet)

Winner got the contents of the pool

If there was no clear winner or if there was more than one and they didn't want to split it, pack could make an argument for why their pick was the closest.

Scott put down 'Peter betraying the pack'

Peter in retaliation put down 'Argents being Argents'

Both refused to change it.

Stiles put down 'Dereks love life'

Erica put down 'Stiles losing his mind in a haze of caffeine after too many sleepless nights researching'. Boyd silently added his name against that pick as well.

The problem was Stiles seemed to always get it right. No matter what he wrote down each time, it usually happened in some way.

Derek's love life - a barista he'd been tentatively flirting with at the coffee shop turned out to be a succubus

Extreme cold (mocked by the others for being written down in the middle of a heatwave)- an abominable snowman popped up and set off a cold spell that even werewolf heat and Isaac's scarves couldn't ward off

Scott's cooking - After breaking some of Melissa's kitchenware while trying to make a romantic meal for Allison (the exact details of how remain a mystery, although Isaac was involved) and replacing it with a new set from a cute little shop that seemingly popped up out of nowhere, the pack quickly found out that there was a poltergeist attached.

The only time he didn't put anything down, was when he got possessed. And Peter argued that he technically still got it right since the only thing in his section was his name... Which was accurate in its own way (Stiles was not pleased by this logic and refused to talk to anyone for a long time)

He began to get gradually weirder and weirder with his picks, not even really trying to win after a while. He was a little confused and concerned by his strange predictions and hoped that eventually it would get too absurd to possibly come true.

Musical theatre - a siren showed up and almost lured Isaac into the swimming pool with her voice.

Killer Tomatoes - Lydia ended up nearly choking on her salad

Hummus - Jackson managed to ingest poisoned hummus and became practically feral.

Puppies - Stiles woke up one day to a very stressed Derek with an armful of his now tiny canine betas. Stiles didn't mind that one so much.

[incorrectsterekquotes]

stiles, talking to jackson: I am NOT gaslighting you. I am lying to you. Gaslighting implies a level of effort I am simply not putting. Deceiving you doesn't require much.

[jade-bright]

Big brother Stiles (+Derek) with little Malia and Jackson

Stiles: Okay puppies, there are 206 bones in the human body, but! I’m gonna teach you how to dislocated someone’s body in 230 ways-

Derek: Stiles, they're kids!

Malia & Jackson:

Stiles: Oh yeah! You’re right.

*turns around for a few moments before turning back with puppets over his hands*

Stiles, in somewhat a kermit voice: Hi kids! We're going to show you how to dislocate someone's body! Let's start with the Clavicle region. Do you know where that is?

Derek: Oh my god

———*after a while*———

Peter: Wait what did you teach them?

Stiles: There are 206 bones in the human body...

Peter: Mischief! They're CHILDREN! *turns to the kids*

Peter: If you are fighting an opponent your age pups, there may be up to 270 bones in the human body. Children's bones ares still fusing together. Here is how you can use that....

[ru-fiction]

Discovery: Stiles x Male Reader

Wolf Moon

⚠️Small instance of abuse in this chapter⚠️

You opened your eyes at the sound of knocking at your door. You were currently floating in the air, a red mist surrounded your body; your red eyes now looking at the door waiting for the person to enter your room.

Your mom entered a moment later dressed in a dark red Gothic dress. Her eyes shine with mischief as she taps her long black nails against the door.

"Hey, honey."

You dropped down to your bed, your eyes were now a normal color than blood red.

"Hey, what's up?"

Your mom shrugs as she walks into your room. She slowly looks around the room before picking up a picture of Danny.

"I miss this kid. Why don't you ever bring him around much anymore?"

You sigh at her question, she knew the reason.

"We broke up, Mom. I'm lucky enough to still be his friend."

Your mom places the photo down before picking up a drawing, this one was miniature versions of you and your friend, Stiles.

"Is there a reason you're here, Mom?"

"Right, Sorry."

Your mom places down the picture before walking over to your bed and sitting next to you with an excited look on her face.

"As you know the full moon is soon."

You nod your head along with her words.

"Right.."

"And your father and I were thinking, that this could be the perfect opportunity to train and level up your powers."

You stare at your mom for a moment before shaking your head 'No'. Your mom frowns at that.

"Why not? You never come hunting with us."

You roll your eyes as your mother begins to cross her arms and pout like a petulant child.

"I'm perfectly fine practicing in the comfort of my room."

She leers at you as you begin to float off of your bed, the red mist beginning to surround your body again.

"That's nothing. You'll never get your full Vampire powers staying in your room meditating and you know that."

You land your feet on the ground and cross your arms.

"And I've made peace with that. I don't want to go out and attack people to gain powers. I'm perfectly fine with my hospital blood."

Your mom stands up and grabs your arms before shaking you back and forth.

"This could be a real bonding experience for us."

"Can't we play board games and bond like a normal family?"

Your mom plants her face into your shoulder and continues to sulk. You sigh at her dramatics.

"What about the hunters? Don't they come out every time the full moon does? Don't you care about your safety?"

"What if I get staked in the heart? Would you want me dying knowing that it could have been our last night together?"

You sighed.

—🧛🏻

You found yourself walking behind your parents in the forest in the dead of night.

"Are you really gonna find people in the forest?"

Annoyance quickly seeping through your voice. Your father laughs.

"You'd be surprised about how many idiots find themselves outside at this hour."

"That's Ridic-"

All of a sudden the sound of light footsteps and crunched grass filled your ears. Your dad turned towards you with a wicked smirk upon his face.

"Would you look at that.."

Your face dropped at the prospect of actually witnessing your parents trying to kill someone. You start to run your hands on your pants, feeling nervous about what was going to happen.

"I-I don't know about this. M-maybe I jumped into this too quickly. I wanna go home."

Your father gives you a hard smack on the shoulder.

"It's fine Kiddo. You don't have to do a thing. Just watch and learn."

Your parents pushed you in the direction of the voices, both of which started to sound familiar the more your family got closer. You could hear one of them taking a sharp breath and the sound of an inhaler soon after. Why them?

You started to panic and pulled out of your parents grasp.

"Stop, Stop."

Your parents grew annoyed at your antics thinking it was because of your refusal to fully immerse yourself into becoming the vampire they wanted you to be.

Not even a moment later did a pair of teenage boys emerge from the trees and into the clearing of where your family stood. Your mother's eyes widened and the Male with buzz cut stared back in confusion.

"Y/N?"

You laugh awkwardly before sending him a small wave.

"Hey, Sti."

He turned to stare at his fluffy haired friend before turning back to you.

"What are you guys doing here?"

"Um..."

You turned to look at your parents hoping that they would give you some help but the two just stared off in different directions. You sigh before facing your friend, Stiles.

"Picnic?"

"This late?"

He crosses his arms as he stares into your eyes. You scoff before turning it back on him.

"What about you? Spying on your dad's jobs again?"

He eyes shift towards his friend, Scott and he gets a nervous look on his face like he had been caught doing something he shouldn't, which guessing from the way he was acting, it wasn't a totally off base assumption.

He turns towards you with an exaggerated smile on his face showing off his dimples and clasps his hand in yours.

"Y/N!! Buddy!!"

You smile at him.

"You didn't see me, I didn't see you."

You nod and shake his hand.

"Pleasure doing business with you."

You pull him into a quick hug waving at Scott behind his back as he does the same to your parents.

You pull away and pat his shoulders.

"See ya at school."

"Right back at ya."

You and your parents watch as the two scurry off to do who knows what. Your father sighs as he watches them disappear.

"No dinner tonight I guess."

You glare at him not noticing your mother staring off in the direction that your friends went.

—🧛⚠️

Your mom walks into your room to find you asleep with your alarm clock going off. She walks up to your bed and shakes your leg to try and wake you up, you stir a little but otherwise you stay asleep. She tries again and still nothing so she walks up to your window and pulls open your curtain. You stir again uncomfortably this time, sweat starts to appear on your brow. Your mom stared at you as you tossed and turned before leaving, not even a moment later your scream fill the house.

You ran into the hall to get away from the light to find your father there looking like he was ready to kill. After he realizes nothing was after you he looks at you to find burned scars on your face. Panic fills his eyes and he speeds through the house before coming back and dabbing a wet towel on your wounds that were slowly healing. He leads you back into the room after closing the curtain.

"What have I told you about sleeping with your curtain open? You're thin-skinned, you aren't sun resistant like your mother and I."

"But I closed it last night. I don't know how it could-"

Your mom walks into the room and tosses a banana and some sunscreen on your bed.

"Good you're finally awake. Come on, we got places to be."

She walks out and your father follows her with a glare on his face.

"Honey, we need to talk."

You let out a sigh and closed the door giving yourself five minutes for your burn scar to heal. Luckily you woke up before it did too much damage otherwise it would have taken longer to heal. You put on the sunscreen and throw on your clothing finishing the look with a hoodie that looks baggy on you to protect yourself from the sun.

You grab your backpack as you leave the room finding your dad standing by the door with the keys instead of your mom.

"Where's Mom?"

You followed your dad to the car after he locked the door to the house.

"We decided that I was going to take you to school and drop her off later.''

'Code for your mom is in big trouble.'

You nod at your dad and hop into the car.

A short drive later you find yourself in the driveway of Beacon Hills High.

"Thanks for the ride."

Your dad ruffles your hair causing you to groan and pull your hoodie over it. Your dad laughs.

"Be safe, Kiddo."

You smile and send him a nod before heading out the door.

"Watch out for that sunlight.''

You look around to make sure no one heard him but everyone was in their own conversations.

"I will."

"I love you."

You roll your eyes playfully.

"Love you too Dad."

You close the door before he can say anything else and start to walk towards the school's entrance. You stop when you notice Scott and Stiles and decide to go up to them and say Hi before class.

"You look like you're gonna ignore me."

You start to laugh at Stiles failed attempts at winning Lydia's heart but the closer you get to the pair, a fury of rage starts to hit you. That only happened around certain creatures people. You looked around to see if you could spot a specific person but you didn't see him in the crowd.

You finally made it to the pair and quickly realized why you were feeling this way. Stiles instantly lights up at the sight of you and pulls you into a handshake. You end it with your fingers intertwined before Stiles pulls you into a side hug and pats your chest.

"Now this guy. This guy gets me cool points."

You were so fixated on Scott that you didn't really hear what Stiles was saying at the moment. There was a deep frown on your face you felt the need to protect Stiles from his friend even if he himself wouldn't know what you were protecting him from. Scott's eyes locked with yours, his brows furrowed also but for a different reason than you. You knew he felt what you did but he couldn't understand why he was feeling that way.

"Uh, are you guys okay?"

The two of you quickly snap out of it and turn your gaze on a confused Stiles.

"Yeah.''

"Uh, Yeah."

Scott sends you a nervous look as Stiles looks between the two of you.

"You sure? You two were just staring at each other..."

"It's nothing. Lets get you to class."

You smile at the boy. Wrapping an arm around him, you pull him into the school with a confused Scott following behind.

-

"As you all know, there was indeed a body found last night.''

You watched as Scott turned to look at Stiles who sat in front of you. The two gave each other a look that only the two of them shared when they were keeping secrets. You were close with Stiles, there were things that only the two of you knew about each other not including the fact that you weren't entirely human. Sometimes you envied his relationship with Scott though they were like brothers, you would usually never see one without the other, they had inside jokes, one look and they instantly knew what the other was thinking. You realized a long time ago that your bond with Stiles was different from his and Scotts. There was something unspoken between you that neither one of you acted on. The reason you and Danny broke up.

"But I am here to tell you that the police have a suspect in custody, which means you can give your undivided attention to the syllabus which is on your desk outlining this semester."

You sigh before glancing outside. The loud ringing of a phone filled your ears, you already knew where it was coming from because you were already looking at the culprit.

A brunette girl with pale skin, she wore a pale brown jacket, white blouse and blue jeans paired with some boots. You couldn't really see her face since she was looking down but by the sounds of it she was talking to her mother.

You turned your gaze over to Scott and found that he was also looking at the girl, his eyebrows were pinched together in confusion, he stared intensely at the girl as the principal came and took her. If you weren't sure about what he was before, the fact that he handed her a pen randomly when she entered the room confirmed it.

"We'll begin with Kafka's Metamorphosis on page 133."

—🧛🏾

The bell rings signaling the five minutes the students had to get to their next class. You walked up to your locker to grab your books for your next class, the same bubble of rage clouded you as Scott took his spot beside you.

He was staring at the new girl, you had caught a glimpse of her out of the corner of your eye. She was smiling at him well until Lydia came over and took her attention.

You could hear the conversation clearly, Lydia asking about her jacket, her explaining it and Lydia saying she was her new best friend. Then her saying hi to Jackson and giving him a wet kiss. You shivered as the sound rang in your ear.

Stiles found his way on the other side of you, now you were caged in between the two.

"Can someone tell me how new girl is here all of five minutes and she's already hanging out with Lydia's clique?"

A feminine voice said to you. You all turned in the direction of Lydia's group.

You used to be a part of Lydia's main group but after she started dating Jackson, you started to distance yourself since he was always around. You had a deep disdain for Jackson and couldn't stand how he treated Lydia. Though you couldn't stand to be in a room with Jackson, you were still friends with Lydia and would hang out with them occasionally.

"Because she's hot."

Stiles said in a breathless tremble.

"Beautiful people herd together."

You shrug not seeing the big deal.

"I hang out with them."

Stiles turns to look at you. You notice how his eyes slowly glanced over your body. He clears his throat as his eyes meet yours before turning his attention back to Lydia's group.

"Exactly..."

He whispers to himself but you most definitely heard it.

You also heard Lydia and Jackson inviting her to a party on Friday, the same party you were invited to but decided not to go to in favor of spending the night watching movies with Stiles. You smiled at the thought glancing at Stiles as he talked to the girl beside him in an animated like fashion.

—🧛🏼

Sometime later in the day you found yourself outside watching the lacrosse tryouts. You really didn't want to be at school longer than you had to but Stiles ever the persuader that he is, somehow convinced you to stay and watch him make the team again. Hopefully this time when he makes it he can actually play.

You covered your ears each time the coach would blow his whistle. This was becoming torturous. Lydia pulled you into a tight hug as she and the new girl sat next to you on the bench.

"I haven't seen you all day."

Lydia squealed before pulling away and gesturing to the new girl.

"This is Allison~"

Allison smiles shyly and tucks her hair behind her ear.

"Allison this is Y/n, my best guy friend."

You wave at Allison but notice how she's staring at Scott. Stiles instantly came and sat on the bench, you reached over to tap his shoulder making him turn to look at you. He smiles at you, his smile makes you feel so warm inside like the sun was shining a light on your soul.

"Are you gonna actually play this year?''

Stiles groans before motioning to Scott who was currently standing in front of the goal.

"Well thanks to Scott, I have to. I can't be shown up by my best friend, how else am I going to impress people?"

You send him a teasing smirk, nodding your head towards Lydia before whispering so that she couldn't hear.

"You mean Lydia?''

He groans at your teasing causing you to laugh. You could hear the girls talking about Scott. You looked over at him and the smile on your face disappeared completely.

You liked Scott you did but you know something happened to him. That he was different. Your frown deepens as you watch him grab his ears to try to block off the sound of the whistle. He was so distracted he had ended up getting hit in the face and fell into the goal.

"Hey, Stiles?"

Stiles let out a noise of acknowledgement, there was concern written across his face when the rest of the team including the coach started to laugh at Scott.

"There's something that's been on my mind..."

Stiles instantly turns to look at you.

"Did something happen last night...y'know with you and Scott?''

He shakes his head.

"Nah, my dad caught me so I ended up having to go home."

"Scott was by himself?"

"Yeah, he stayed behind, he said he ended up finding the body we were looking for."

"And Then?''

Stiles looks back at you. He raises an eyebrow and squints at you.

"And Then?"

"Did anything unordinary happen?"

He looks back at Scott trying to think back to the events of the night before.

Scott looked over at Stiles who made a face at him.

"He said he was scratched by a wolf."

You made a look of surprise, It was mostly just for show since you already felt the difference. Scott moved his eyes over to you and you looked back at him before he turned his attention back to the team.

This time when the ball came at him he ended up catching it. He was surprised for a second but that instantly turned into excitement.

The team all looked shocked including Stiles but he instantly started cheering for his friend.

Another ball came at him and he caught that too getting a louder cheer from Stiles.

His reflexes were kicking in and he blocked every ball that tried to get the goal. Allison was impressed, Lydia was shocked but also impressed, Coach was still surprised, Stiles was happy, and Scott happily hopped on his feet when he heard Allison's comment about him. Then came Jackson....

You instantly rolled your eyes, you could practically feel the anger coming from him with the way he was glaring at Scott.

He skipped the line you guessed to try to personally embarrass Scott, He ran at him before trying to shoot the ball and Scott ended up catching it. Stiles hopped on his feet cheering him on. And on a personal level you were happy for Scott. Stiles had always told you that Scott had always wanted to be a starter on the team, you just wish the metaphorical building wasn't going to crash down on him sooner rather than later.

Jackson glared at Lydia as she also cheered for Scott, She didn't really care though.

—🧛🏽

"You really aren't going to come see the body with us."

You sighed as you closed your locker and turned to look at Stiles, who was leaning against the locker beside yours giving you pleading eyes.

"Come on, it'll be so cool."

"I don't really find dead stuff cool, but you guys have fun with that."

You patted his shoulder and tried to walk away only to get pulled back.

"Come on, come hang out with us."

You sighed again.

"Stiles, I have to study."

Stiles groans.

"School just started, what could you possibly be studying for?"

"Defense against the dark arts?''

You winced at your statement before shrugging earning a glare from your friend.

"Seriously."

You sigh.

"Okay, look. I just don't have the time today but I'll hang out with you tomorrow."

He groans again.

"The body won't be there tomorrow."

"That is a crazy line to say."

Scott walks up to the two of you.

"What's going on?"

"Y/n says he's too busy to come with us."

Scott looks confused.

"Well if he's busy then he just can't come. I don't see the problem."

Stiles looked betrayed.

"You're supposed to be on my side."

You ended laughing causing Stiles to roll his eyes but he ends up smiling because of it.

"Fine, you win. But please tell me we still have our movie night."

You nodded.

"For sure."

His smile widened before he turned and patted Scott on the shoulder.

"Lets go Scott, looks like we're on our own."

🦇

[st4rswrld]

sarcastic sassy men are going to do it for me every single fucking time.

[jessmalia]

Mal's Teen Wolf rewatch: Shape Shifted (2x02)

[headcanonthings]

[The pack at Disneyland, in the teacups] Lydia, Alison, Danny and Boyd: *talking and barley spinning* Stiles, Scott, Erica, and Isaac: *flying past them, spinning as fast as they can, screaming* Derek, Cora and Jackson: *standing outside the ride and pretending they don't know any of them*

[voidstilesplease]

swearing is basic. at this point in my life, only a few things faze me anymore. "I hope that 200k, 55 chapters ongoing fic on AO3 that you're religiously waiting to update weekly gets abandoned by the author." LE GASP. you sorry exCUSE of a CUNT—