#satomi's pack

[pfpanimes]

⌕ parasyte/kiseijū: sei no kakuritsu.

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[omgtheywereawooomates]

teen wolf s3 au: instead of encountering the alpha pack on their way out of beacon hills, erica and boyd are found by lori, who's in town for the game against dev prep. with the promise of food, clean clothes, and a place to crash, derek's former betas are all too happy to follow satomi's beta back to the ito pack house.

[thomas-the-goat-of-satan]

I dooo wish that there were more werewolf girlies in the hit MTV show Teen Wolf. I do, I really do.

[jade-bright]

Stiles and Peter at any given moment...

Talia: *sigh* then it's decided, Stiles will be joining us in meeting Satomi and if anyone unwanted shows up-

Stiles: Then we sick the attack dog on 'em

Derek: *facepalms*

Peter: *deadpan stare*

-

Laura: I'm going out for a run!

Talia: Sorry, not tonight dear, it's still raining and I don't think either of us are interested in cleaning up the mess that'll be your fur

Peter: Not to worry, I'm sure our resident little spark will be able to make the rain stop, won't you sweetheart

Stiles: *sitting in Derek's lap, the reason it's raining and can't figure out how to stop it, glaring at Peter*

-

But also...

Some anti-human in packs Alpha: And if you're sure that your, "honorary" human can create a strong enough ward then-

Peter: That's "Emissary" for you Alpha ___, and it'd be in your best interest to respect his title if you wish to continue our alliance *smiles cruelly*

Stiles: *standing to the left of Peter, face completely neutral but losing it internally at the alpha and his pack's expressions*

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Talia: I'll be going myself and that's final, the alphas are seeking my guidance not a fight

Stiles: At least bring Peter, he's your Left hand, was raised knowing the same stuff as you, it would still establish strength, and it'd be less egotistical than you going by yourself

Peter: *lounging on a chair seeming uninterested, but warmed that Stiles sees him on an equal, if not similar, pedestal as his sister*

[allisonjamaica]

posted abt this literally two seconds ago but i’m still thinking about Them so here we go

like look at that body language!! the open expression!! theo literally dragged him in there while liam was losing control but he’s not giving off any anger toward theo at all until theo goes out of his way to be callous about brett and lori. he’s just so earnestly letting theo in on his line of reasoning and i will never not be obsessed with the way he asks “well, are you gonna watch hunters murder [my friends]?” because he so obviously says it as a rhetorical question like!! tell us you’ve started to trust theo without telling us you’ve started to trust theo why don’t you

first of all liam’s little “why are you yelling” is adorable but second of all can we appreciate how he’s just So Confused but he seems more concerned that theo has lost his mind than anything else? like it doesn’t even occur to him that theo’s doing anything shady, he just has no clue why theo’s screaming in that moment. and his expression when theo yells at him to shut up and his whole “did you really have to punch me?” will never not be iconic like PLS he’s basically just whining at theo at this point, there’s no real anger or concern that theo actually wants to hurt him

MYKONOS SCENE MY BELOVED. look at him!! he literally has to take a breath at the end of his infodump because he was so caught up in letting theo in on his plan. like it’s so important to him that theo understands where he’s coming from?? also liam totally talks with his hands in both this scene and in pressure test when he’s explaining to theo that brett and lori were part of satomi’s pack which is (a) adorable and (b) definitely comes across as a sign of him gradually getting more comfortable around theo

all in all i am obsessed with way liam behaves around theo in 6b because he’s so obviously trying to maintain his hostility toward him, but so many of their scenes together make it so clear that, more and more, he’s forgetting to keep it up

[teenwolf-incorrectquotes]

Satomi: Stiles Stilinski. Pack Emissary to Derek Hale. Stiles: Yes. [clears throat] Yes, if it is to be s-said. Satomi: I'm sorry? Stiles: Uh, if it is to be said, so it be-- so it is. Satomi: ... Are you alright? Stiles: Y-yes, I merely... wish to answer in the affirmative... fashion. Satomi: You can speak to me normally, Stiles. Stiles: Oh, uh, okay, thank you, Alpha Ito. Uh... so I shall.

[teenwolfpackincorrectcaptions]

Question Canons

Questions are separate canon from quotes

There is no head canon for incorrect quotes; it’s random and I will source where I can.

The questions are set in the year 2026 unless otherwise specified

Canon Members of the pack (it’s a rather large pack)

Stiles (33)

Derek (36)

Eli (15)

Hikari (15)

Scott (33)

Lydia (34)

Jordan Parrish (40)

Isaac (33)

Allison (34)

Liam (31)

Theo (33)

Peter (51)

Chris (51)

Melissa (50)

Noah (61)

Brett (31)

Nolan (31)

Mason (31)

Corey (31)

Cora (33)

Alec (27)

There are several villains I won't list, it’ll be at my discretion. 

Characters that I will answer for that are not pack.

Coach Finstock (61)

Rafe mccall (50)

Natalie Martin (59)

Won’t answer questions for 

Kira (She is with the skinwalkers)

Satomi (another Pack)

Dead members that will be answered from time of death prior to 2026

Erica

Boyd

Gabe

Matt

Stiles and Derek are married

LIAM AND HIKARI ARE NOT TOGETHER. HIKARI IS 15

Alec gets into a lot of fights. 

Theo and Liam are married with a baby on the way

Liam is a bit spoiled…

Scott and Isaac are on again and off again. they are currently married, that might change in the future

Isaac, Allison, and Scott live mostly in Paris and are in a poly relationship

Lydia and Jordan are married with a baby.

Scott and Malia are divorced. They have a son named Cody (14).

Stiles is the pack emissary. He makes a lot of decisions. He’s like a pack mom.

Theo is the weapon’s expert

Theo became a Buddhist after the war started.

Scott is Alpha

Stiles and Chris are the only ones who can control Peter.

Cora stayed in South America.

Lydia is the information specialist

Erica and Boyd are dead.

Liam, Corey and Mason are 31 years old.

Stiles, and Scott Jackson, Danny and the twins are 33 years old

Derek is 36 years old

Lydia is 34 and parish is  40

Lydia and Stiles have a Daughter. Her name is Ariel (12)

Noah is 60 years old

Noah Married Natalie Martin.

Chris and Peter are 51.

Peter is usually only telling the truth if someone is with him. 

Melissa and Rafael are 50… I don’t know why but in my mind they were teenage parents.

Danny is a technology expert. He came back after Jackson returned.

Jackson and Ethan are married.

Corey and Mason are on again, off again.

Hayden never returned. She is happy with her sister and does not want to be part of the pack.

Derek is happy to let Scott and Stiles lead the pack.

I answer all questions as if they are post season 6… they focus around the movie timeline.

Kira is still with the Skinwalkers. She is never returning. I don’t like answering questions for her. 

Eli is Derek and Stiles' son, Stiles adopted him about 5 years prior to the movie.

Eli feels a bit left out because his fathers are super protective, but everyone else gets to run into danger.

Eli also feels left out because he is the middle child.

Eli is not allowed to date until he is 17.

Peter and Chris share an open marriage.

Kate is alive but stays out of Pack affairs as a favor to Chris.

Malia and Theo are in charge of training the kids in the pack.

Eli’s full name is Elijah Michael Erikson Stilinski-Hale

Peter and Chris own a chain of strip clubs

Theo and Liam own a bar.

Go ahead and ask me more. I will answer as honestly as I can.

I will be adding to this head canon as I go.

Wolf Pack show canons will be added at will.

[bonniebird]

Derek Hale x Male!Reader

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Request:  Anonymous asked:Could I request a Derek Hale x male!Reader smut? Both are Alphas and have known each other for years, but have never gotten along well cause of the whole dominance thing and overall sexual tension. Reader comes to Derek’s during a full moon, and roughly hook up. Thank you!

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“Who is that?” Scott asked as he spotted Derek talking with someone. 

“That’s (Y/N). He’s one of the other alphas.” Cora said quickly. She said it in a way that made it seem like she wasn’t sure about you.

“So how do you know (Y/N)?” Scott asked curiously. He hadn’t really gotten to know any other alphas that weren’t trying to kill him and it was a nice change.

“(Y/N)? He’s been a friend for years.” Derek muttered. Scott nodded. Stiles, who had joined the group in meeting up shortly after Cora had left, looked at Derek curiously. He had seen you and Derek debating about something rather loudly and was certain that there was something more going on.

“Just friends?” He asked curiously. Derek shot Stiles a look.

“You sound like Cora.” Derek grumbled. Earlier that morning he had helped Cora with her workout. She needed to tire herself out before the full moon. While he’d been helping her she brought you up. 

“Why don’t you just talk to (Y/N). It’s obvious you have feelings for him.” Cora said as she tried to tackle him.

“We’re friends. Of course, I have feelings for him.” He muttered gruffly and managed to throw her away from him. She landed on her feet with a sigh.

“You know what I mean Derek. The sexual tension between you two is too much to bear.” Cora said quickly. Derek scoffed at her and then lost his focus for a moment. He tried to think hard and figure out if there really was tension between the two of you, beyond the alpha rivalry. Cora got the upper hand and knocked Derek down. He grunted and slowly got up.

“We’re just friends.” He muttered.

************************

You waited for Derek impatiently. He was late again. He had started arriving later and later. Two alphas from rival packs normally caused a lot of issues but with Satomi in the mix as well the territory lines were tight and tense.

“Sorry. I didn’t think I would be so late.” Derek muttered awkwardly. He looked uncomfortable. Rolling your eyes you scoffed and crossed your arms.

“You could have called. Once you knew you were going to be late.” You snapped. Unforgiving in your irritation.

“I didn’t have time.” Derek said though his tone was hesitant. He knew he could have called. He was just putting off seeing you for as long as he could.

“Didn't have time? But my pack has all the time in the world to cater to you.” You snapped at him. He grumbled under his breath, a sound that was almost a growl and glared at you.

“We have something attacking people, running around. We needed to put a plan in place to sort the problem…” Derek started but you turned towards him and stepped closer, feeling furiously angry.

“I am aware of it. We met with the packs last week to go over this! You’re not the only one who has a pack to protect.” You glared at him, feeling your eyes glow. He was infuriating. He had grown more stubborn and infuriating as the two of you grew older and it stirred up a hot feeling in your chest.

“I have had enough of you thinking that you and your pack come first!” You snapped and growled. Your eyes glowed red and you lunged. There was a tension that had built and without thinking about what it could be or why you had such complicated feelings about Derek you collided with him. Your claws and teeth snapped and scratched at each other. Crashing into furniture in the run-down building that the two of you used to meet up in. Slowly claws retracted and the biting changed to a different kind of roughness as the mood changed between you. There was a pause as the pair of you realised what was going to happen and you found that neither of you cared. The two of you kissed roughly as you tangled together releasing the tension that had built for years.

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[buckybarnesss]

Heather - I once again come to you with strange character choices that Jeff made that actually make sense?

Like how Derek just stood there and took Allison's abuse of him (and by extension his pack) when she was manipulated into becoming emo!allison at the end of season 2 - but he still doesn't tell her??! that her mom was also a kool aid drunk psycho who wanted to kill the love of her life and also just a tiny baby 16 year old?! He doesn't tell her! He just stands there, stoically and withstands the abuse.

S3 derek is so _chefs kiss_ I LOVE LOVE that arc of him becoming more like his mother, where he embraces his ideals of power and family and pack and GOD I will never forget that moment in s4 where satomi looks like LOOKS at derek and goes "you really remind me of your mom" I gotta make that gifset one of these days.

derek and allison parallels my beloved.

derek is fully aware allison would never believe him about what went down with her mother no matter what he said. instead he tells her, "your family's little honor code killed your mother, not me." which is true. the argent code of suicide rather than be a werewolf due to their own bigotry is what ended up really killing victoria in the end. not once did chris or victoria stop to question it or the impact this would have on allison or how gerard could manipulate them and her. they're both fully indoctrinated into the hunting delusion of righteousness.

no the information that victoria attempted to kill scott has to come from scott. that's why derek kept pushing scott to tell her the truth. he could've ignored it all together but derek respected allison enough to believe that she deserved the truth of what happened. that it was unfair to hold back a vital piece of information as to what occurred in the timeline of victoria's death that led to allison being manipulated by gerard.

the truth doesn't exactly clear his name with allison but it provides context that derek was acting in defense of scott. something that could change allison's perception. i think some part of derek sympathizes with her because he's been manipulated, lied to and abused in the past himself. he knows what can happen to an otherwise decent person under those circumstances. he to an extent understands allison's pain.

scott withheld the information from a place of good -- he didn't want to hurt allison further by tainting the memory of her mother -- but ultimately doing so i think was selfish. the lack of information is what harmed allison more in the long run as it allowed gerard to manipulate her.

derek values truth and forthrightness which contrasts peter and lessons peter has attempted to teach derek. derek spends a lot of season 2 contending with that conflict and when he gives up his alpha spark to save his sister he proves to be his mother's son over peter's protégée. derek was able to walk away from power in a way that duecalion, peter, kate, gerard and jennifer were not. they were consumed by it and derek instead used his to save cora's life.

[sterek-ao3feed]

Always be my Alpha

Read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/59937220

by FireFlareC

Derek Hale was born thirteen minutes after his older sister and as far as his mother is concerned he was nothing more than her spare. When the Alpha and Druid councils send an invite for Alpha training, his mother is happy to let Laura go without even considering that Derek would be a good candidate. The Pack elders however step up and convince her that he and his sister should compete to see who gets to go since both of them meet the requirements. So now Derek has just over two months to get an eight-man rowing team together to beat his sister. None of them has ever done more than light recreational rowing on the lake before, and so with the help of his former High School lacrosse team coach and actually most of his former lacrosse team as well. Can Derek, finally beat his sister and prove he is good enough to a mother who always finds something to blame him for? Also could Stioles for the love of all things that is good stop sucking on things in front of Derek? Did he really not realise how he was getting under Derek's skin? Also, why does Uncle Peter keep laughing at him?

Words: 7683, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M

Characters: Stiles Stilinski, Roscoe | Stiles Stilinski's Jeep, Jackson Whittemore, Peter Hale, Laura Hale, Cora Hale, Jordan Parrish, Sheriff Stilinski (Teen Wolf), Talia Hale, Alan Deaton, Isaac Lahey, Allison Argent, Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Theo Raeken, Kira Yukimura, Erica Reyes, Vernon Boyd, Danny Māhealani, Malia Tate, Ethan (Teen Wolf), Aiden (Teen Wolf), Lydia Martin, Melissa McCall, Derek Hale's Father, Satomi Ito (Teen Wolf), Liam Dunbar

Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Ethan/Jackson Whittemore, Lydia Martin/Jordan Parrish, Isaac Lahey/Kira Yukimura, Vernon Boyd/Erica Reyes, Derek Hale's Father/Talia Hale

Additional Tags: Derek Hale Deserves Nice Things, Derek Hale is Bad at Feelings, Not Canon Compliant, Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Sports, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Werewolves Are Known, Stiles Stilinski & Jackson Whittemore Friendship, Peter Hale Is Malia Tate and Jackson Whittemore's Parent, Malia Tate & Jackson Whittemore are Siblings, Derek Hale & Laura Hale Are Twins, Everyone Is Alive, Emissary Alan Deaton, Good Alan Deaton, Good Peter Hale, Good Parent Sheriff Stilinski (Teen Wolf), Bad Friend Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Past Lydia Martin/Jackson Whittemore, Past Derek Hale/Paige, Past Kate Argent/Derek Hale, Peter Hale Ships Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski

https://archiveofourown.org/works/59937220

[socialoutsiderwritings]

Always,Only. You. 31.1

Talia had taken Y/N in to her pack after your parents and their pack  were brutally murdered. For years she trained and learned under Talia alongside Derek, Laura and Cora. One night Talia tells you along with Derek that you two have to imprint on each other, to become each other’s mates. Your connection to Derek has always been stronger than his to you. So after the fire it killed you to be away from him, but you had to do it for your own survival. 7 years after the fact, you return home. Back to Beacon Hills. But the Derek you return to is not the same Derek you know. Will Y/N ever get Derek to accept the fact they are meant to be together?

Beacon Hills High School

Cora stayed hidden in the corner of the hall by Erica’s locker. When the bell rang and the halls began to fill with other students, she waited until she saw her friend before popping out.

“Cora.” Erica smiled at her. “I thought we were meeting after school to talk to the animal doctor?”

She ignored her friend's question. “Where’s Isaac?”

“He had history. This way.” She said and began walking. “What's going on?”

“Nothing.” She answered, but Erica could tell there was something wrong with her friend.

Erica frowned at her fiend but stayed quiet. They found Isaac with Allison at her locker. Cora rolled her eyes and waited for him to finally spot them to call him over.

“Isn’t it weird he’s dating Allison and Scott still took him into his pack.”

Cora scoffed. “Isaac is never going to be a part of his pack.” She stated rather coldly.

“Cora.” Erica softly slapped her arm.

She sighed and continued, “I mean, every beta has as much say who their alpha is, just as much as the alpha does. All alphas are superior but it doesnt mean every beta succumbs to them when they have someone else they are loyal to. When you’re part of a pack your loyalty is everything. Isaac is loyal to Scott but,” she looked to Erica now, “he wouldn’t die for him.”

“Who wouldn’t die for who?” Isaac asked as he approached the girls.

“Nothing.” Cora replies before Erica could get a chance to.

She suddenly gets this uneasy feeling they’re being watched and motions her friends to follow her.

“I went to see Deaton.” She finally shares. “Someone from Satomi's pack stopped by not that long ago, looking for Y/N. He told Deaton where they could be found, in case she ever stopped by."

"Thats good news. But why would you go without us?" Eric asked.

“What’d he say about the fly?” Isaac asks next.

Cora looks over her shoulder, not at him particularly, but to find the source of who she felt was watching them. She didn't spot anyone obvious and turned her attention back to Isaac. “What fly?”

“Cora, the fly.” Isaac tells her.

She stopped suddenly and blinked a couple times at him. "It's gone." She finally told them. "I woke up this morning and the thing turned to ash as soon as the light hit it." She explained.

Erica and Isaac glanced at each other.

"You don't believe me?" Cora asked angrily.

"No, of course we do." Erica answered, stepping in front of Isaac to prevent him from speaking. "We believe you. So what do we do?"

"We go find Satomi's pack. And we ask her what she knows about the nogitsune."

"Are we even sure she'll know anything about it?" Isaac asked.

Just then the school bell rings, causing the students to scramble the halls once again.

"We won't know unless we ask." She looks over her shoulder again, "be careful. The twins have been following us." She tells them. She uses the opportunity of the crowded halls to sneak away from her friends.

“Cora, wait.” Isaac reached out for her wrist but she slipped her hand away from his grasp. He looked down at Erica.

She gave him a knowing glare.

Isaac didn’t need to ask. He didn’t need to say anything either. He already knew what had to be done.

Erica squeezed his arm, as a gesture of encouragement and gratitude before going after Cora.

As the halls slowly emptied, Isaac turned around. Instantly, he noticed the twins at the end of the hall staring at him.

Isaac smirked to himself, and waited.

———————— 🐾 ————————

Eichen House

“I knew you couldn’t be trusted.”

You woke up, startled by his voice. The room was dark, save for the single light that shined from above you. You closed your eyes, and blinked rapidly to adjust your vision to the dim brightness.

Once you had gained it back, you noticed your arms strapped down to wooden armrests with chains at the wrists. You attempted to break them free, but failed.

“What the hell?” You muttered to yourself. That’s when you noticed your legs were bound at the ankles as well.

“I knew you would get out of control.” His voice came from behind. You turned your head just as he was walking from behind you and in to view, until he was standing in front of you.

“Nobody believed me.”

“Derek.” your voice was shaky. Your heart pounded in your chest so fast you could hear thumping in your ears.

You were terrified. You now knew what was happening. You’ve been here before. In this dark, dingy, cold room. With a Hale, also.

“Derek,” you whimpered, “please.”

“See, you tried to convince everyone, that I was wrong. That following in my mom’s footsteps would be the end.” He took a few steps closer to you. “And yet here we are.”

“I didn’t mean it.” You told him. “Derek, I swear.”

Of course, you don’t remember saying any of that. But you were terrified. You wanted to get out of this nightmare. But this, this wasn't Derek either.

“I didn’t mean it.” The tears cascaded down your cheeks as you begged. “Please, Derek. I didn’t—,”

“Of course you didn’t.” He remarked sarcastically. “Just like you didn’t mean to kill Ennis. Kali. Wait, no, you wanted to kill them.” He stepped forward again.

“I was just protecting everyone—,”

Derek scoffed out a dry chuckle. “Right.” He nodded, “right.” He took another couple steps forward as he continued, “you’re not on trial here, sweetheart.” He stated. “That excuse isn’t going to work. This was no accident, it wasn't to protect anyone. You wanted to do this. That’s why everyone’s decided. Well, most of us who are left.”

“What?” You genuinely asked. “What are you talking about?!”

Derek ignored your question and began walking, painfully slow, around the chair. “Cora. Peter. Scott. Isaac.” He announced all their names, slowly leaving your peripheral. “Even Sheriff Stilinksi.”

You inhaled a shuddering breath, “Derek,” you sobbed, “I’m sorry! Please, just please! Don’t do this!”

“You killed Stiles.” Derek stated. He was now out of you but you knew he was standing right behind you. “Not another werewolf, Y/N. But a human.”

“No,” you shook your head, “no, I wouldn’t.”

“But you did.” He clarifies. “That’s why we decided to put you down.”

“Put me down?” You spat through your sobs. “Like some kind of animal?!”

“Exactly.” He lowered the band over your head. You inhaled a breath, forcing yourself to gain and keep your composure. You gripped the end of the armrests so tight, your knuckles turned three shades lighter.

This wasn’t real. It couldn’t be.

You were dreaming. Of course you were.

“It’s all just a bad dream.” You whispered to yourself as you closed your eyes.

Just then, a hand squeezed your shoulder. You opened your eyes, feeling the same ice cold feeling from when Stiles touched your shoulder the night at the hospital. You turned and he was staring right at you, smiling wickedly.

"You have no idea." he told you, just right before the shock coursed through your entire body.

Penthouse

You splashed your face with cold water a few times before rubbing at your face gently with your palms. Your brain was pulsating in your skull so hard it felt like it might explode. You kept you head lowered for a moment, and when you finally looked up, you stared at your reflection in the mirror.

The scratches had already healed themselves. You only knew that by the torn up clothing on your body and the dried blood. You had no idea what had happened.

You had woken up on the sofa to Peter tending to a wound on your thigh. Brett was tending to Lori, and when he had realized you were awake, he helped his sister to her feet and took her to another room. Away from you. Ethan and Aiden were sitting against the wall, healing themselves, but also staring at you. An unknown expression on their faces.

Your hands gripped the sides of the sink as you stared at yourself. You hated your eyes. You hated what you have become. You hated everything that has transpired since coming back to Beacon Hills. Without realizing at first, you had formed a fist and raised it, ready to punch at your own reflection, until a soft knock came from the bathroom door.

You didn't answer, but you lowered your fists.

"Come on out." The muffled voice came from the other side. "We need to talk."

The heavy footsteps retreated. You stared at you reflection a little longer before grabbing you sunglasses again and putting them on.

*****

You stepped out into the den of the penthouse. The twins were standing behind the couch that Brett and Lori were sitting on. He had his back turned to you, but when he noticed the teens' eyes avert away form him, he turned to face you.

You were a little embarrassed to ask what happened, and felt asking him why he was there would be an insult to his help. But the air in the room was different.

Something was wrong.

"What's going on?" You asked the group.

"Your pack is missing." Peter stated.

[realmscupcake]

NEED MORE FICS

I really NEED more Theo x chimera!reader fics, like reader was turned few years after him or something like that (they came with him and doctors to BH) but like they're not as evil as him and don't end up in skinwalkers prison and then Theo is back... (just some loose idea)

AND MORE BRETT X READER, like I f** NEED more fics with him. like they are together in Satomi's pack and their interactions with Scott's pack or something like that (another loose idea) or like whatever the reader can be in scott pack or can be human or whatever ANYTHING

(fluff / angst / hurt/comfort ANYTHING)

[derpylittlenico]

"...hey. c'mon, dude, you're far too pretty to be out here by yourself."

teen wolf au in which Stiles literally trips over the future love of his life Brett Talbot as the beta is fleeing the most recent Big Bad Annoyance to plague the beacon hills preserve.

bonus points if: Stiles meets the ito pack, utterly flummoxing Satomi, who defk there was a free ranging Spark just, like, vibing w the bh pack until he showed up with her injured beta.

[websterss]

A LUNAR KISS — BRETT TALBOT

REQUEST: Could I get a nye write up with Brett pls if you have the time🥺

WARNING(S): Angst, fluff.

WORD COUNT: 2,115

PAIRING: Brett Talbot x fem!Reader  

A/N: Hope you enjoy it! Feedback is always welcomed!

MASTERLIST

You closed your eyes. Your muscles tensing up as you pull and squirm under your restraints. The loud clang from lifting your hands caused Brett’s head to swivel around. He spared one glance towards your chained up self before directing his attention to the moon illuminating the dark basement. He nodded, raising the red solo cup in his hand up to his lips. The alcohol had no effect on werewolves but that didn’t stop him from drinking it.

You growled his way. Watching his foot tap to the music booming from the first floor. The party’s uproar hurt your ears. Wincing from the sensitivity. You closed your eyes pulling again at the chains drilled into the wall behind you. They wouldn’t let up, and you wanted nothing more than to crush the stupid speaker between your hands.

“Are you– serious right now?” Your breathing became labored as did trying to control yourself from shifting. One of the many downsides of being a new beta…your control was shit. You closed your eyes again. Your face pinched as every ache and urge to kill flowed through your system.

Brett halted his minimized dancing and gave you his full attention. “I’m missing out on the best New Year’s party to make sure you don’t end up on national television for manslaughter– I am serious.” He fixed his posture. Adjusting his body that leaned up against the wooden beam that connected to the staircase above him.

“Wow…such an inconvenience for you. Would that really be just a bad thing though? Surely there’s someone intolerable upstairs for me to get my hands on.” You make a grabby motion with your claws drawn out. You smirked as he frowned, unamused by your antics.

“A few...but I wouldn’t waste my time on them.” He brushed it off. Your breathing grew heavier as the moon appeared to shine brighter through the small window. It highlighted Brett’s features, he looked like a goddamn model. Your heart skipped at the mere thought of being alone with him. Although this was only the first of many times he had to watch over you during the night of a full moon. You didn’t want to admit it but Brett unsettled you in the best way possibly. After Satomi bit you and introduced you to the pack. It was Brett that caught your attention first. His tall frame. Blue eyes, and caring attributes had you falling miserably fast for him. Too fast for yourself to even keep up with. It’s why it bugged you even more when Satomi made you his responsibility on a night out of being teenagers. You sure were enjoying your youth right about now. 

“I would!” Your voice deepened into a monstrous octave. This caused Brett to straighten up and allow for the shiver that ran down his spine to happen. One cautious step towards you had you trying to create distance between the two of you. You hate his cocky demeanor, but that didn’t mean you had the need to hurt him. You shook your head back and forth. Claws out in front of you. You couldn’t retract them. The full effect of the moon finally taking its toll on you. “No!” Your now goldened eyes met his ocean blue ones. “Stay back!” You warned. Your wrists turning red from how hard you pulled. If you tried harder, you’d break through the surface of your skin. You’d cause blood to drop from your wrist. The pain, not nearly as horrible as turning was.

“See, I get that you’re trying to sound intimidating but it’s not really working-” Sarcasm was Brett’s go to. He’d try to be a wise guy during serious situations, but that only pushed your buttons further. He crouched a few feet from you. A stupid smirk plastered on his stupid face. You wanted to claw at it. Dig your tips into his flesh.

“I said step back!” You growled. You reached out and lunged at him. The chains were long enough to shorten the distance he put inbetween you. You were at an arm's reach when the chains gave. Your body smacked into the hard cement a few inches from where Brett remained crouched. You wheezed as the air was sucked out of your lungs. You slowly pushed yourself up with your hands, head turning towards him. You took in a few deep breaths trying to remain calm. The hard part was over. You shifted, then came back to. It became your greatest weakness, not having control over the monster that wanted to escape. Where Satomi saw improvement, Brett countered and only saw where your weakness could be used against you. 

“You’re not in control.”

“No shit!” You bluntly said. 

“Do you even use the mantra I taught you? The sun, the moon, the truth...” He recited it because you surely couldn’t have forgotten it. He bugged the shit out of you any chance he got. He’d be in your head. That little conscious that you wanted to shut up but would never leave your shoulder. You’d be sitting in class only to hear the faintest whisper of those six words. It’d scare you at times because he hardly shared any classes with you, but there he was, in your ears, talking.

“It never works.” You let your voice break. The heavy weight in your chest returned as you pushed yourself up taller. Sitting back against the back of your shoes. “I’m not gonna get this, Brett.” You finally allowed yourself to have the strength to stare into his eyes. Genuine hopelessness resting across your features. You were battling with inner demons that were fronting. Making themselves become seen. Your vulnerability caught him off guard. He eased up with the cocky attitude, his face relaxing and lips forming into a thin line.

“You will.” He gave a solid nod, meeting your eyes and slowly shifting them downwards. 

“How can you even be sure about that? I just tried to claw your face off.” Your shoulders slumped.

“Hey, I call that a step up from biting me last month.” He revealed his teeth. His shoulders shook as laughter took over him.  

“I said I was sorry.” You huffed, muttering underneath your breath.

“I know you were...” His laughter died down. 

Your ears picked up on the loud rambunctious upstairs. You chuckled in disbelief as you heard the echoes of the countdown. “It’s almost midnight...” You hummed in amusement. The realization that you were going to enter the new year with fangs and claws had you shaking your head and straining your hearing to focus on everyone’s chants. Brett’s eyes shifted to the ceiling. He nodded hearing the party that was still in full motion. He could’ve been up there, but looking down at you, fiddling with the cuffs, he realized he wasn’t the only one missing out. You showed up for the party only to be dragged to the basement the second your foot passed the threshold. Your appearance, forgotten, and never acknowledged, now that he thought about it. No one from school even knew you were here. Just Brett. Your high school experience was as scarce as your social life. You were alone when Satomi found you in the woods one night, and you still had yet to make a friend at school. You mostly kept to yourself and found security in the library. 

Satomi took pity on you when she found you drenched in a milkshake. Your introduction to the pack left you more humiliated than you already had been. A smile crept its way onto his lips thinking back to how you smelled like strawberries. The flavored drink you were covered head to toe in. 

23, 22, 20, 19, 18, 17, 16, 15, 14...

He took one glance at your chained wrist then made up his decision. Your eyes shifted to him as you picked up on his movements. Your eyes widened with wariness as you started backing away from the key he pulled from his back pocket of his jeans. 

“Brett no-”

“Look at yourself, you’ve calmed down!” You tilted your head at his attentiveness. Silently pleaded with your eyes. 

“The moon is still out, we can't risk it!” You denied his attempts to approach you with the key. “You said so yourself I’m not in control-”

“Do you trust me?” His abruptive question had you stumbling over your words.

“What? No. I don’t think this is a good idea-”

“Y/n, do you trust me?” He repeated the question again. Hands reaching forward to keep you still. You really hoped that he wasn’t picking up on how fast your heart was beating. You remained quiet for a second. He just needed a yes from you. Just a yes. 

“Brett...” You closed your eyes, trying to avoid the fact he was really close to you. “Y-Yes.” You gave him an affirmative nod.

“Yes?”

“Yes. Don’t make me change my mind.” You huffed, pushing out your wrist for him to unlock. The clang of the chains hitting the floor caused you to relax your shoulders. You rubbed against the skin of your wrist, trying to soothe the slight ache that lingered. Brett’s cocky demeanor returned as he smirked at you, then pulled you towards the staircase. You halted as you both were halfway up. He looked back as he felt you attempt to tug your wrist back.

“You’ll be fine. I won’t let you kill anyone tonight.” He really had you going there for a second, but his reassurance was all you needed to let him continue hauling you up the stairs and into the party. He turned the knob of the door and continued forward. You had to adjust to the change in lights. You didn’t take into account just how dark it really was in the basement until you ventured back upstairs. Yet, you kept letting Brett lead you to...wherever he was trying to take you. 

The countdown was nine seconds away from welcoming in the new year. Brett kept glancing back towards you, making sure you were still behind him, though, that was hardly impossible. He wasn’t exactly letting up on his grip. Your anxiety grew as he pulled your towards the living room. Bodies and more bodies, littered the space. A countdown projected onto the big flat screen. A few of Brett’s team mates lingering onto cute girls as they anticipated the strike of midnight. Your mood only uplifting upon seeing some classmates wearing gigantic 2023 glasses and top hats. A few party blowouts awaiting to be blown in people’s mouths. You weren’t entirely sure why Brett had dragged you all this way. Especially within a crowd. Your eyes wandering, falling onto familiar faces, and not so familiar faces. This was one step out of your comfort zone, even more so without mental preparation. You could only socialize for so long until your battery ran out. That’s what the preparation was for, to help you face any outcome. However, nothing could have prepared you for when the clock struck twelve and the party went up in an uproar. Streamers being blown, kisses being given, and Brett turning your chin towards him to plant one himself on you. Your pupils dilated as he cupped your face. You were tense for half a second, then allowed yourself to find peace in his arms. In the warmth that radiated off of him. You were hesitant at first, but surely, your hands slid up across his chest, and rested behind at the nape of his neck. A few of his own buddies, cheering the kiss on, and slapping their hands against his back, telling him to get it. You mentally rolled your eyes at that one. You pulled back first, finding the need to breathe your primary concern at the moment. You took in a few deep breaths, then settled in his arms again. You looked up, a timid laugh falling past your lips as you found him already smiling at you. 

“Was that your first kiss?” He licked his lips. His ego building. 

Oh god...

“Yes. You’ve now stripped me of my innocence.” Brett rolled his eyes. “Now please do so again before I feel obligated to appease my sinful thoughts. Starting with this henley...” Brett gulped nervously, seeing you drag a claw against his shirt. You followed your finger, tracing over where you were sure an eight pack was hidden underneath. You raked your eyes upward and locked onto his incredibly blue eyes. Like two oceans. “I bite Brett, hard.” You threatened, if he didn't kiss you again.

“I know you do.” He nodded. “It took a week for my wound to fully heal.”