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Pack Mentality pt. 2

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(Teen Wolf rewrite)

Fandoms: Teen Wolf, Supernatural Warnings: usual TW stuff, usual SPN stuff... Pairings: Stiles Stilinski x reader Words: 1,2k

<<;back // next>>

Scott and Stiles were getting their lunch while Y/N had already gone to find a table to eat their food at. The guys were whispering as they slowly made their way over to her. Scott set his tray on the table and took off his backpack before sitting down, Stiles doing the same sitting across from him right next to Y/N. 

“Something happened last night and I can’t remember what,” Scott said as he stared at his food. Y/N looked up from her phone and blinked a few times.

“Yeah, you said that already.”

“What makes you sure that Derek even has all the answers?” Stiles asked, ignoring Y/N’s comment.

“Because during the full moon he was in full control while I was running around attacking some totally innocent guy,” Scott poked his food with a fork. Y/N looked back down at her phone not really paying attention to the conversation between her two friends. She was sure Stiles would repeat everything to her later anyway. 

“I can’t go out with Allison. I have to cancel.”

“You’re not canceling, okay? You can’t just cancel your entire life! We will figure it out.” Stiles gestured to himself, Y/N and Scott with his hand as he was talking. Suddenly someone slammed their tray on the table, making all three of them jump.

“Figure out what?” Lydia asked. Y/N frowned. What was she doing, sitting with them? She quickly turned her head to look at Stiles, rolling her eyes when she noticed how he was staring at Lydia. 

“Homework,” she answered quickly, smiling at Lydia - it looked more like a face someone would make after licking a lemon. More people started sitting down at their table, making Y/N shift in her seat. She wasn’t comfortable around all these wannabe cool kids. Y/N watched Jackson kick one of the people out of their chair so he could sit down. 

“I’m giving this ten minutes. Then I’m leaving,” she mumbled to Stiles. He didn’t respond though, making her sigh. 

“So, I hear they’re saying it’s some type of animal attack. Probably a cougar,” Danny broke the silence at the table.

“I heard a mountain lion,” Jackson said.

“A cougar is a mountain lion,” Y/N said at the same time as Lydia, both sounding annoyed. Both of them then looked at each other making eye contact. Danny and Jackson stared at Lydia, visibly confused.

“Isn’t it?” Lydia then asked, making Y/N raise an eyebrow at her and then frown. Why was she playing dumb? Y/N shook her head and looked back down to her phone, ignoring anything else being said by the people around her. She was going through articles about the mysterious black goo appearing all around America. She was sure all of those cases were leviathans. She hoped her brothers had everything under control. 

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“You’re a terrible bowler!” Stiles said loudly after the three friends left the cafeteria. Y/N was laughing next to him as Scott groaned.

“I know! I’m such an idiot!” 

“It was like watching a trainwreck! First, it turned into the whole group-date thing, and then out of nowhere comes that phrase-” Stiles continued.

“Hang out,” Y/N said, nodding. Scott rolled his eyes.

“Yes. Thank you.” Stiles said and then looked back at Scott. 

“You don’t hang out with hot girls, okay? It’s like death. Once it’s hanging out, you might as well be her gay best friend,” Y/N frowned a little when she heard Stiles say that. Scott looked at her and then at his best friend.

“You and Y/N hang out.”

“That’s-” Stiles turned to look at Y/N for a few seconds and then back at Scott. 

“That’s not the same. Y/N’s not-” Stiles stopped talking when he noticed the look Scott was giving him. He was staring at Stiles with a slight frown, one eyebrow raised. Stiles blinked a few times, realizing what he was saying. He turned around to face Y/N, who was staring at her shoes pretending she wasn’t listening. 

“I-” he started but she looked up at him shaking her head. 

“No, it’s okay. I know what you meant,” she mumbled, putting on a fake smile. 

“No, you don’t-”

“I do Stiles. I know I’m not hot. And to be honest I’m glad. It means no one can be attracted to me. Which means fewer people to worry about, so you know..” She shrugged.

“I’m a Winchester. We don’t do relationships anyway.” She made a face and then motioned with her hand toward the door.

“I’m gonna go, I need to call my uncle.” That was a lie. Scott knew that, Stiles seemed to believe it tho. Y/N didn’t wait for them to say anything and just left. Scott waited till she was far enough, then he hit Stiles’ shoulder.

“Ouch! What was that for?” He asked, putting a hand on his shoulder, scared that Scott might hit him again.

“You are so dumb,” was all Scott said.

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Y/N walked all the way from the school to the Argents’ house. She looked around the streets of Beacon Hills trying to remember all the bookstores so she could go and search for some old lore books in case she needed them. She also decided to actually call Bobby when she got inside her room where she was sure no one could hear her.

As soon as she unlocked the door Y/N ran up the stairs ignoring Chris staring at her from the doorway to the kitchen. She slammed the door behind her, threw her backpack at her chair, and plopped face-first on the bed with her phone in her hand. 

“Mhkay,” she mumbled after a while and rolled over so she laid on her back. She then finally pressed the call button on her screen. The phone beeped a few times. Right as the timer of the call popped up on her screen she started talking.

“Hey Bobby! I-” She was interrupted by a voice that didn’t belong to her uncle.

“Y/N, hi.” 

“Dean? Why do you have Bobby’s phone? What happened?” She sat up on the bed, ready to pack her things and run to help her family if needed. 

“Please don’t freak out. Everything is under control.” Dean was trying to calm her down, but not very successfully. 

“What happened?” She asked again. 

“Bobby was shot. By a leviathan. But he is okay. They saved him Y/N. We thought he wouldn’t make it, but he is okay and sleeping now.” Y/N got up from the bed and started pacing around her room. 

“He could have died? Why didn’t you call me?” She yelled.

“We wanted to, I swear! He told us not to.” Dean sighed. 

“I-...” Y/N teared up. 

“Okay, I’m gonna go. Tell him I said hi please,” she whispered, forgetting why she even called in the first place. 

“Yeah, will do. Bye Y/N/N,” Dean said. She could hear Sam saying bye in the background before she hung up. She took a deep breath and looked in the mirror. Research by herself it is then.

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Pack Mentality pt.1

Also on AO3 and Wattpad

(A Teen Wolf rewrite)

Fandoms: Teen Wolf, Supernatural Warnings: usual TW stuff Pairings: Stiles Stilinski x reader Words: 1.8k

<&lt;back // next>>

Y/N was in the bathroom connected to her room when she heard her phone ring. She quickly ran back into her room, toothbrush in her mouth, and she unplugged her phone from her charger before she read the name of the person calling her so early in the morning. She smiled and quickly picked up.

“Hey Sammy,” she mumbled, pulling the toothbrush out of her mouth and going back into the bathroom to spit the toothpaste out.

“Hi Y/N/N, how are you?” Sam’s voice made her feel sad. She missed her brother so much.

“Meh, I’m okay. Dean’s still asleep?” She put the phone on speaker and set it on the counter next to the sink. She washed her face while listening to Sam’s answer.

“Surprisingly not. He went to buy some food though, we are running low on road snacks. I just wanted to call you to tell you about the stuff you asked about. I didn’t want Dean to hear, probably for the same reason you asked me instead of him,” Sam said. Y/N made a face at herself in the mirror and sighed.

“From the sound of your voice, there’s something more. Spill.” She looked at her phone as if it was Sam and frowned. She heard him sigh and mumble something about her being annoying with being able to tell when something has been bothering him since she was little.

“Uhm, we are not really talking to each other?” Sam said. Y/N rolled her eyes.

“What did you do now?”

“Me? Why do you think I did something?” Sam asked.

“Well because he usually gets mad at you for doing something, but true, true you can get mad also. But you’re like this big walking puppy so you know-”

“He killed Amy.” Sam interrupted his sister. Y/N stared at her phone with opened mouth.

“Amy? Like killed-her-mother-to-save-you Amy? When? Why? How?” She grabbed her phone and looked at the clock. She still had something around two hours before school was supposed to start.

“Yeah that Amy. Uhm her son needed the live food to stay alive. I let her go. Dean tracked her down and killed her.” Sam said. Y/N groaned.

“Yeah, don’t mention anything I texted you to him. He would come here and kill literally everyone.” She sighed.

“Anyway, back to the thing you asked. I couldn’t find anything about wolfbane being used for burial. But I think it might be something werewolves do like a tradition?”

“Yeah, that’s what I thought too. I’m gonna tell Stiles there was nothing.”

“Stiles? What kind of name is that?” Sam laughed.

“Shut up, I think it’s cute,” Y/N giggled into the phone.

“Cute? Does the youngest Winchester finally have a crush?” Sam teased. Y/N gasped.

“Sam! Why does everyone think I like him?” She asked.

“I didn’t ask if you liked him, I asked if you had a crush on him,” she could hear Sam laugh at the other side of the phone.

“Welp.. Hehe.” Y/N let out an awkward laugh and looked outside.

“Okay I’m gonna go now, Dean just parked outside. If you’ll have some wolf trouble call me. And if you will have wolf trouble that needs killing, call Dean.”

“I will. Say hi to Dean from me please. Bye Sammy,” Y/N teared up. She quickly blinked to get rid of the tears in her eyes.

“Bye Y/N/N,” he chuckled and hung up. Y/N put the phone down and threw herself into her pillows. She missed her brothers a lot.

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A few hours later Y/N walked into school. She looked around until she saw Scott and Stiles walking near the lockers towards their class. She quickly ran up to them.

“So, you killed her?” Y/N heard Stiles ask Scott, who just shrugged.

“I don’t know. I just woke up. I was sweating like crazy and I couldn’t breathe. I’ve never had a dream where I woke up like that before,” Scott said. Y/N frowned. Who were they talking about? Did Scott kill someone?

“Really? I have. It usually ends a little differently-” Stiles said, making Y/N choke on her spit. The two boys quickly turned around, suddenly startled by the noise.

“Never give me that much detail about you in bed again,” Scott said to Stiles and then took a few steps closer to Y/N to somehow keep her from choking.

“Whooo, hell, Stiles why would you ever say something like that in public?” Y/N asked, her face red and tears glassy from tears. Stiles’ face turned red.

“Oh, you heard that?” He nervously scratched the back of his head. Scott looked at both of his friends, sniffing the air. He frowned and then made a face as if he realized something. Before they got the chance to notice, he changed the subject back to what he was telling Stiles.

“Anyway, if you tell me it has something to do with me going out with Allison tomorrow, like I’m gonna lose control and rip out her throat, I will key your car,” Scott said, making Stiles gasp.

“You wouldn’t!” Stiles almost yelled. Y/N laughed and shushed him.

“I have no idea what you guys were talking about. And I don’t have a car, so I can say that I completely agree with you losing control and ripping her throat out,” Y/N said. Scott sighed sadly.

“Hey, come on! I think you are handling this pretty freaking amazingly!” Stiles smiled at his best friend. Y/N nodded.

“I mean, it’s not like there’s a Lycantrophy for beginners class you can take. So you are doing a really good job.” She smiled at Scott.

“Yeah, no class… But maybe a teacher?” Scott looked from Y/N to Stiles. The two looked at each other and then back at Scott.

“Who? Derek?” Stiles asked. Scott just continued to stare at him, which made Stiles smack him on the back of his neck. Y/N quietly giggled.

“You forgot the part where we got him tossed in jail?”

“Yeah, that doesn’t sound like a good plan,” Y/N mumbled.

“I know. But chasing her, dragging her to the back of the bus… it felt so real…” Scott said. Y/N still had no clue what were they talking about.

“How real?” Stiles asked. The three of them started walking again, leaving the building to get to the one with their class.

“Are you two planning on telling me what are you guys talking about?”

“Like it actually happened,” Scott said. Stiles and Scott suddenly stopped walking, standing stunned in between the doors. Y/N looked at the two of them and then at the place they were looking at. She gasped, opening her mouth to say something, but nothing came out. She was staring at the bus covered in blood, surrounded by deputies and random students trying to see what is going on.

“I think it did…” Stiles said. Y/N turned around to face Scott. He was staring at the bus with guilt and shame.

“I- I need to see Allison. I need to know I didn’t kill her- I-” Scott panicked. A loud smack could be heard as Y/N slapped his cheek.

“Ow-” Scott turned to her holding his cheek. Y/N was swearing under her breath shaking her hand.

“Son of a bitch why is your face so hard-”

“Why did you hit me?” Scott asked. Stiles just stared at the two of them with his mouth wide open.

“You were panicking. Allison is fine. I walked with her to school.” Y/N grinned, making a face right after.

“I think I broke my fingers-”

“Oh god,” Stiles mumbled. 

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The three teenagers were in their Chemistry class, each of them sitting at a different desk, still right next to each other. The teacher was writing notes on the chalkboard and Y/N was the only one of the three who actually wrote them down in her notebook. Scott and Stiles continued the discussion about what Scott could have done last night for the bus to look the way it did.

"Maybe it was my blood on the door," Scott said, Y/N quietly shushing him.

"Could have been animal blood." Stiles shrugged.

"Maybe you caught a rabbit or something?" Scott shot his friend a look as Y/N laughed. 

"And did what?"

"Ate it," Y/N finally looked up from her notes. Scott looked even more horrified after hearing her say that.

"Raw?" 

"No, you stopped to bake it in a little werewolf oven!"

"I don't know, you're the one that can't remember anything," both Stiles and Y/N spoke at the same time. None of them noticed Mr. Harris stopped writing the notes and just stood there staring at them.

"Mr. Stilinski, if that's your idea of a hushed whisper, you might want to pull the headphones out every once in a while." The teacher's voice startled all three of them, making them look his way. Stiles let out an embarrassed laugh.

"I think you and Mr. McCall would benefit from a little distance, yes?" Mr. Harris asked, clearly not wanting Stiles to answer.

"No!" Stiles let out. The teacher just stared at him, motioning with his hand towards the front desks that were empty. Scott sighed and moved to the front. Harris then did the same hand gesture but this time he motioned towards the empty desk in the opposite corner of the room. Stiles picked up his stuff and moved there. Y/N was still silently laughing.

"And since Ms. Winchester seems to enjoy sitting alone, you can join Mr. Stilinski in the back and keep an eye on him so he actually writes his notes for once." Mr. Harris said, turning back to the board to write more stuff. Y/N got up and quickly walked over to Stiles with all her stuff in her hands.

"He didn't think this through. Like, does he not realize us two sitting together will annoy the hell out of him?" Stiles silently asked as she sat down.

"Shut up Stiles. I would like to keep this seat as I don't think I would survive next to someone I don't even know," Y/N whispered. She then opened his notebook and stared at him till he started writing down stuff from the board.

"Hey! I think they found something!" Someone suddenly yelled. The whole class suddenly ran to the windows to look outside. There, in the parking lot, was an ambulance with its sirens and lights on. Two paramedics were quickly wheeling a stretcher towards the ambulance. Y/N leaned forward to get a better look. She could see a man laying on the stretcher. He looked dead.

"That's not a rabbit," Scott mumbled next to her. They watched the paramedics lift the stretcher into the ambulance when the man suddenly sat up and screamed. The students flinched at the sudden movement and let out startled noises. 

"This is good. He's not dead. Dead guys don't do that," Y/N heard Stiles say. She slowly turned around.

"I mean, some do-" she started, but stopped right as she noticed Stiles giving her the 'You're not helping' look. Scott didn't look like he heard them. 

"Guys... I did that."

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Masterlist

Teen Wolf

Stiles Stilinski x Winchester!reader

Series rewrite

season 1

- Wolf Moon Pt.1 Pt.2 Pt.3 - Second Chance at First Line Pt.1 Pt.2 Pt.3 Pt.4 - Pack Mentality Pt.1 Pt.2 Pt.3 - Magic Bullet Pt.1 - The Tell Pt.1  - Code Breaker Pt.1 Pt.2

Thomas x reader

coming soon

Joel Dawson x reader

coming soon

Mitch Rapp x reader

coming soon

Dave Hodgman x reader

coming soon

Stuart Twombly x reader

coming soon

Richie Boyle x reader

coming soon

Colin x reader

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Supernatural

(currently just Teen Wolf and Criminal Minds crossovers)

You can find some of my spn fics on my other acc, HERE

Criminal Minds

Spencer Reid x Winchester!reader

Familiar Faces

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currently brainstorming plots and twits for my teen wolf rewrite and all i came up with so far i can only use in seasons 3 and up and i am going crazy 😂

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Familiar Faces 1/?

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3msVElm

by notanettelmao

When the BAU team gets a new case, Y/N realizes she knows the bad guys really well. She grew up with them. How is the team going to react? Are they going to catch them? Will they be able to keep them locked up?

Words: 2573, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of Supernatural Minds

Fandoms: Supernatural, Criminal Minds (US TV)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Spencer Reid, Jennifer "JJ" Jareau, Emily Prentiss, David Rossi, Aaron Hotchner, Derek Morgan (Criminal Minds), Penelope Garcia, Reader, Castiel

Relationships: Spencer Reid/Reader

Additional Tags: winchester reader, slight deancas if u squint, bad writing probably

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3msVElm

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Pack Mentality pt. 2

Also on AO3

(Teen Wolf rewrite)

Fandoms: Teen Wolf, Supernatural Warnings: usual TW stuff, usual SPN stuff... Pairings: Stiles Stilinski x reader Words: 1,2k

<<back // next>>

Scott and Stiles were getting their lunch while Y/N had already gone to find a table to eat their food at. The guys were whispering as they slowly made their way over to her. Scott set his tray on the table and took off his backpack before sitting down, Stiles doing the same sitting across from him right next to Y/N. 

“Something happened last night and I can’t remember what,” Scott said as he stared at his food. Y/N looked up from her phone and blinked a few times.

“Yeah, you said that already.”

“What makes you sure that Derek even has all the answers?” Stiles asked, ignoring Y/N’s comment.

“Because during the full moon he was in full control while I was running around attacking some totally innocent guy,” Scott poked his food with a fork. Y/N looked back down at her phone not really paying attention to the conversation between her two friends. She was sure Stiles would repeat everything to her later anyway. 

“I can’t go out with Allison. I have to cancel.”

“You’re not canceling, okay? You can’t just cancel your entire life! We will figure it out.” Stiles gestured to himself, Y/N and Scott with his hand as he was talking. Suddenly someone slammed their tray on the table, making all three of them jump.

“Figure out what?” Lydia asked. Y/N frowned. What was she doing, sitting with them? She quickly turned her head to look at Stiles, rolling her eyes when she noticed how he was staring at Lydia. 

“Homework,” she answered quickly, smiling at Lydia - it looked more like a face someone would make after licking a lemon. More people started sitting down at their table, making Y/N shift in her seat. She wasn’t comfortable around all these wannabe cool kids. Y/N watched Jackson kick one of the people out of their chair so he could sit down. 

“I’m giving this ten minutes. Then I’m leaving,” she mumbled to Stiles. He didn’t respond though, making her sigh. 

“So, I hear they’re saying it’s some type of animal attack. Probably a cougar,” Danny broke the silence at the table.

“I heard a mountain lion,” Jackson said.

“A cougar is a mountain lion,” Y/N said at the same time as Lydia, both sounding annoyed. Both of them then looked at each other making eye contact. Danny and Jackson stared at Lydia, visibly confused.

“Isn’t it?” Lydia then asked, making Y/N raise an eyebrow at her and then frown. Why was she playing dumb? Y/N shook her head and looked back down to her phone, ignoring anything else being said by the people around her. She was going through articles about the mysterious black goo appearing all around America. She was sure all of those cases were leviathans. She hoped her brothers had everything under control. 

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“You’re a terrible bowler!” Stiles said loudly after the three friends left the cafeteria. Y/N was laughing next to him as Scott groaned.

“I know! I’m such an idiot!” 

“It was like watching a trainwreck! First, it turned into the whole group-date thing, and then out of nowhere comes that phrase-” Stiles continued.

“Hang out,” Y/N said, nodding. Scott rolled his eyes.

“Yes. Thank you.” Stiles said and then looked back at Scott. 

“You don’t hang out with hot girls, okay? It’s like death. Once it’s hanging out, you might as well be her gay best friend,” Y/N frowned a little when she heard Stiles say that. Scott looked at her and then at his best friend.

“You and Y/N hang out.”

“That’s-” Stiles turned to look at Y/N for a few seconds and then back at Scott. 

“That’s not the same. Y/N’s not-” Stiles stopped talking when he noticed the look Scott was giving him. He was staring at Stiles with a slight frown, one eyebrow raised. Stiles blinked a few times, realizing what he was saying. He turned around to face Y/N, who was staring at her shoes pretending she wasn’t listening. 

“I-” he started but she looked up at him shaking her head. 

“No, it’s okay. I know what you meant,” she mumbled, putting on a fake smile. 

“No, you don’t-”

“I do Stiles. I know I’m not hot. And to be honest I’m glad. It means no one can be attracted to me. Which means fewer people to worry about, so you know..” She shrugged.

“I’m a Winchester. We don’t do relationships anyway.” She made a face and then motioned with her hand toward the door.

“I’m gonna go, I need to call my uncle.” That was a lie. Scott knew that, Stiles seemed to believe it tho. Y/N didn’t wait for them to say anything and just left. Scott waited till she was far enough, then he hit Stiles’ shoulder.

“Ouch! What was that for?” He asked, putting a hand on his shoulder, scared that Scott might hit him again.

“You are so dumb,” was all Scott said.

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Y/N walked all the way from the school to the Argents’ house. She looked around the streets of Beacon Hills trying to remember all the bookstores so she could go and search for some old lore books in case she needed them. She also decided to actually call Bobby when she got inside her room where she was sure no one could hear her.

As soon as she unlocked the door Y/N ran up the stairs ignoring Chris staring at her from the doorway to the kitchen. She slammed the door behind her, threw her backpack at her chair, and plopped face-first on the bed with her phone in her hand. 

“Mhkay,” she mumbled after a while and rolled over so she laid on her back. She then finally pressed the call button on her screen. The phone beeped a few times. Right as the timer of the call popped up on her screen she started talking.

“Hey Bobby! I-” She was interrupted by a voice that didn’t belong to her uncle.

“Y/N, hi.” 

“Dean? Why do you have Bobby’s phone? What happened?” She sat up on the bed, ready to pack her things and run to help her family if needed. 

“Please don’t freak out. Everything is under control.” Dean was trying to calm her down, but not very successfully. 

“What happened?” She asked again. 

“Bobby was shot. By a leviathan. But he is okay. They saved him Y/N. We thought he wouldn’t make it, but he is okay and sleeping now.” Y/N got up from the bed and started pacing around her room. 

“He could have died? Why didn’t you call me?” She yelled.

“We wanted to, I swear! He told us not to.” Dean sighed. 

“I-...” Y/N teared up. 

“Okay, I’m gonna go. Tell him I said hi please,” she whispered, forgetting why she even called in the first place. 

“Yeah, will do. Bye Y/N/N,” Dean said. She could hear Sam saying bye in the background before she hung up. She took a deep breath and looked in the mirror. Research by herself it is then.