#teen wolf: new pack

[teenwolfnewpack]

Teen Wolf: New Pack - Plot

It's been 25 years since the fight against the Anuk-Ite and Gerrard. It's been years of peace.

Everyone has moved on and has been living their lives. Some back in Beacon Hills, some not.

Around 10 years ago, the US government was able to get concrete proof of the existence of the supernatural. In a few months, then 32-year-old Agent Mieczysław Stilinski-Māhealani was named Assistant Director of the new Supernatural Affairs Division, SAD, with Headquarters in San Diego.

But now, sad news comes to everyone in the McCall Pack, and what's left of the Beacon Pack(formerly known as the Puppy Pack): Sheriff Noah Stilinski has been diagnosed with stage II pancreatic cancer.

As everyone comes back home, the group of the teenager 9 sons and daughters of the two old packs, plus a new kid in town, will be forced to know each other, and figure out if they can figure out just what the deal is with all these new deaths in Beacon Hills.

[blackhholes]

teen wolf - down

now i don't quite know what i'm doing anymore i mean i'm struggling just to see the floor

[so-long-soldier28]

i finished the show 😭 (minor teen wolf spoilers)

it was way less a tragic ending than predicted, thank god. everyone and their mother showed up in the last thirty minutes and i loved it, coach, especially; you CANNOT tell me he didn't know something was up. man was johnny on the spot with that stick. minorly confused on alec, but i think i understand, the more i think about it? oh!, and mason and corey were so cute. scott without eyes is my sleep paralysis demon. they should've kissed in the elevator.

[azraphels]

Liam: 34 Dollars… *walks staggering towards the car after all five have left the American Dinner* … 34 Dollars… Mason: look on the bright side… he gave you a little discount Liam: two dollars and a Donuts Nolan: Only two dollars… *looks down at the Donuts that fell out of his hands as he was about to eat it.* Theo: *holds back laughter* Liam: next time I offer you something, it shouldn't be more than a paperclip and a button

[jjkyaoi]

teen wolf is a known horrendously bad show but do not ever doubt the fact that they had stiles stilinski clearing bitches left and right. he did not ever HESITATE

[ginger-grimm]

I'm tired of always sitting back and letting people walk all over us. I get it, you want to be bigger than them. But it doesn't always work. Especially not this time. It's about time we fight back.

inspo/playlist

TAGLIST: @waterloou @eddysocs ​ @ocs-supporting-ocs @foxesandmagic @veetlegeuse @decennia @hiddenqveendom @arrthurpendragon @luucypevensie @kentaroranda @noratilney @wordspin-shares @oneirataxia-girl @endless-oc-creations @lucys-chen @andromedalestrange @far-shores @daughter-of-melpomene @bibaybe

[inutaffy]

theo is such a good character because he was DEF bad. like. the hate for him by the pack is warranted. no other villain split them up like that, no one questioned scott as an alpha, or got that close to killing him for good. theo was right, emotional pain is the pain that lasts. and it lasted!!!! they aint forget!!!!!!

[obisamya]

... and now you’re mine.

[hippielittlemetalhead]

Intro To The Supernatural: Supernatural 101

Part 2 of my Sterek fic on AO3. There's a fair bit of canon twisting mostly just making it all add up and make sense and leaning into the "Stiles is scary smart and resourceful and some sort of magic to the point The Wild Hunt and the Nogistune saw him as the one to take out to make their job easier" plus some other bits that are just for my amusement. Always open to questions and comments and headcanons.

Still not be doing a tag list for the crossposted works but I'll keep y'all updated on that if it changes.

It had been such an uneventful couple of weeks (barring that failed attempt at a meeting Stiles had dragged him to with Argent and Deaton). Ever since Deaton had informed Stiles of his Spark the boy had thrown himself headfirst into researching just what the hell that meant but that didn't keep him from turning the rest of Beacon Hill's supernatural world on its head. After they had handled Jackson's whole Kanima issue and taken out Gerard, Stiles had sat Chris, Deaton and even Uncle Peter down in the middle of the pack's den (a great spacious loft that was almost as derelict as the subway station) for a long overdue crash course on the supernatural world and adjacent topics for the recently initiated. Including the Sheriff.

Stiles had burst in through the loft's sliding door as his betas were getting settled -as far from Allison as they could without offending Scott- with his father in tow and sat him down with a huff before moving to stand behind Derek's left shoulder. He had stiffened as Stiles took his place, leveling a glare at his father and the rest of the pack all the while. He had barely been able to suppress the shudder as the pups started to fall into line, Scott and Allison untangled themselves from each other (much to Chris' relief) and the Sheriff seemed to deflate at whatever he saw in his son's face. Peter barked out a laugh and he felt Stiles' ire shift towards his uncle for a moment.

"Care to share with the class there, creeperwolf?"

"Oh nothing of note, Spark. Nothing at all." He sees Lydia perk up at the mention of Stiles' own touch of Other.

"Whatever," The boy grumbles out and Derek can feel when he steps forward before he places a hand on his shoulder, his grip light but grounding and more appreciated than he thought it would have ever been.

He can see the way the Sheriff tenses at his son's lingering touch on the older man's shoulder. The older man he had personally arrested under suspicion of murder. "Stiles-"

"Alright, so welcome to the first meeting of Intro to The Supernatural." He doesn't need to be watching the boy to know he's avoiding looking at his father who does not look happy at being talked over. "We're gonna do some introductions for the uninitiated or just those of ya who haven't been payin' attention. So uh, I expect a few of you to take notes here cause there will be a test at the end. Okay then, for this class your professors here are: Chris Argent, Hunter of the Argent clan and currently regent and representative of the local branch until our own Aly comes of age for her grand destiny and claims her place as Matriarch. Next we have Dr. Deaton, Beacon Hill's local vet and Emissary to the late Alpha Talia Hale, 15th of her line to stand as Alpha to the Beacon Territory Pack. Former Emissary Deaton is a practicing druid and has been recognized by most supernatural forces to be an acceptable placeholder until the Hale pack is back up to snuff. After that ya got Peter Hale, Left-Hand to the late Alpha Talia Hale and blood kin to Alpha Derek Hale. Due to certain circumstances Peter's current place in the Hale Pack is undetermined and will be discussed once those who are due a say are brought up to date on his transgressions against Kin and Pack and Territory and what this means in the supernatural world and furry politics." He takes a deep breath and the hand on Derek's shoulder tightens. The Sheriff's eyes that have been trained on each man as Stiles introduced them are now resting on him, flicking over his tense form and the hand on his shoulder up to the boy still standing in a position of importance and power even if he doesn't know it. But this is Stiles so he probably knows exactly what he's doing. "And here we have Alpha Derek Hale, son of the late Talia Hale and 17th of his line to stand as Alpha to the Beacon Territory Pack. Though young for his station Alpha Hale has proven his worth as a provider and defender to those in his care and has earned his Claim to the title of Alpha and the traditional territory of the Hale Pack."

He expects Stiles to move away after that. To give his shoulder one last grounding, reaffirming, squeeze then move off to sit with his dad or pull back to stand vigil in his unwitting place of honour. But he doesn't. The younger man's hand seems to rest heavier on his shoulder like it's all that's holding him up as he squeezes almost painfully. Stiles' scent turns that ash and sour of nerves and anxiety and frustration that he had almost gotten out of the damned couch the boy usually spread himself out on when he had taken over the loft researching whatever the star of that week's horror show was. It shifts and Derek feels his hackles raise and can see the way his betas all react, sitting up and staring at the boy with curious eyes and invasive noses. Stiles takes a deep breath and shifts to stand a little closer to Derek, close enough to share body heat, close enough for both their scents to get a little mixed up.

"I'm not really gonna be one of your teachers but uh-" Another deep breath and the hand is gone and he moves to stand in front of Derek. A solid wall of 147 pounds of pale skin and fragile bone and sarcasm wrapped in the scent of earth and storms, fire and blood and Other. "My name is- ho boy- My name is uh, is Miecyslaw Stilinski, Beacon Hills' resident Spark and member of the Hale Pack. I stand as Emissary, Second and uh- and Left-Hand to Alpha Hale until a time as he chooses someone worthy of each role. You can still just call me Stiles for now."

Not so unwitting after all then.

Derek knows he's staring. Knows that the Sheriff is looking between the two of them with something edging on rage and resignation and confused desperation. He knows that the betas are confused by all of the formal language and titles and are just waiting for Stiles' permission to let the floodgates open on all of their questions. Lydia is watching the entire room with that cold calculation that makes him think she might be perfect for Emissary or Left Hand but next to her Jackson is glaring at Stiles like the boy's very existence offends him.

"Wait," Allison has pulled herself from using Scott as a body pillow and is leaning forward, her attention focused on Stiles where he still stands firm between the rest of the room and Derek. "That's not possible. You're not allowed to be Emissary and Second and- and his fucking Left-Hand Stiles. Do you even know what the left-Hand is?!"

"Allison-" Chris sighs like just the thought of the impending argument exhausts him.

Stiles laughs. It's a sharp bark of sour humour that cuts Chris off and makes the rest of the room shift uneasily. "You think I went into this blind Aly? You think I didn't do my fucking research? I know exactly what every role I have claimed entails and I will do my damned best to fulfill every single duty until the rest of you are ready to step the fuck up and start making this half-assed attempt at a pack something that will make everything out there think twice before they set so much as a foot on Hale Land."

"Stiles," When did he stand up? When did he move close enough to lay a hand on the boy's shoulder and try to pull him back into his space? "Come on-"

The boy whirls back to look at him and there's something burning in his eyes that makes Derek dry swallow. "No, Derek. There is too much crap out there that we are not anywhere equipped to handle and I refuse to stand back and let them twiddle their thumbs while the rest of you pull your heads out of your asses. So the four of you are going to walk everyone in this room through the basics of what it means to be in a werewolf pack or allied with one. What the roles are and what is expected of them as betas. You are going to tell my dad about just what the hell has been going on these past few months so I can be sure he's not going out there to fight some big bad half-cocked and blind. Deaton is going to help Lydia figure out what the fuck she is that the bite didn't kill her and didn't take and you Argent-" Now his fury was trained on the tired looking man, "You are going to explain your family's long and fucked up history and morals to your daughter and the kids she almost helped kill and to my father and to every wolf in this room so they have an idea of just what the hell they are dealing with. Deaton, I expect full answers that actually make sense and Peter-" He's breathing hard now, hard and fast and Derek can hear the worrying speed of his heartbeat. "Just try not to screw us over and I might not find a way to send you back to wherever Lydia dragged you from."

Peter laughs between an exhausted looking Argent and Deaton who reeked of fear and nerves despite his usual stoic expression. He smiles at Stiles and it's all teeth. "Oh I knew I should have bit you when I had the chance. You are a formidable human, but you would have been a glorious wolf."

[shinigamimailjeevas]

coming up with a new idea at work and being all excited to tell the beta and realizing they are asleep 😭

[youareperfection]

I need teen wolf fic recs!!

The fic needs to include these things:

•sterek

•bad friend scott

•good peter

•hale pack can include derek, stiles, peter, jackson, isaac, erica, and boyd

•mccall pack can include scott, malia, kira, lydia, allison

•its fine if it's a little switched, doesn't matter but derek, stiles, peter, and issac NEEDS to be in the hale pack

•hale pack treats stiles like he's a child that needs to be protective, so definitely overprotective!pack

•hale pack absolutely HATES scott's guts

PLEASE RECOMMEND ME A STEREK FIC LIKE THIS WITH THOSE THING IN IT, IT'S A LITERAL NEED!!!!!

[derangedangel]

Hate seeing people say Scott McCall was boring like being turned into a werewolf, having a Romeo and Juliet love story with a hunter, and still remaining a good sweet bean while being through a bunch of crappy murderous situations is boring.

[rosalinesurvived]

The way Lucas is in my head is like, pre-dread doctors trauma bonded with Corey and severely anxious but undiagnosed leading to him having a low libido despite very much being gay/wanting to be normal. Like he very much needed help but dragged himself along and was misunderstood a lot. Corey's parental neglect gave him invisibility powers, i imagine that Lucas had a lot of buried rage that he bit down leading him to feel even more fucked up and lauding him into getting scorpion stingers/venom post-dread doctors.

Obviously there's no proof of this whatsoever but i like the idea of Lucas willingly going along with the dread doctors because hey, if it works then it works and just not exactly understanding what he was getting himself into, which fits into the whole "better to survive" moral code he and Corey both exhibited to Mason and spiralling downwards hard after waking up from the grave. Considering how he wasn't spewing mercury and was just murdered by them in sinema i do wonder if he knew more than they wanted him to and the doctors wanted nothing getting out, which paints a pretty horrific scene considering just how screwed up he was once confronted (especially if he retained all his memories...)

[azraphels]

And then it was Liam's turn who with that charming smile on his face, made the girl giggle a little and Theo almost threw up on the spot <I would like a chocolate milkshake and pancakes with Nutella topping>

The young girl bit her lower lip while writing Liam's order <nothing more?> here she is with that flirtatious voice that Theo couldn't stand at nine in the morning.

<why? What more would you like to give me?> And Theo rolled his eyes, what a squalid answer Liam, what a squalid answer. Even the ugliest dog in the world would have done better, come on!

<can I surprise you?> the blonde was into Liam's flirt? How much IQ did she have to have on average to accept such an approach?

<Sure> and at that point Liam winked at the blonde. Only to Theo, at that precise moment, Liam looked like the genetic mutation hit by a nuclear bomb right in the face between a llama and a blobfish?

[fluffypotatey]

Okay so it's only loosely a crossover (the characters don't directly interact until the end) but whatever.

Anyway, after 1500 years, Excalibur has become....kinda like Mjolnir (hammer of Thor) meaning it's semi-sentient and Will Not let itself be picked up except by A) Merlin, B) Arthur, or C) someone it knows to be worthy. The bitch don't stay in the lake, either. It goes where it's needed, and right now, that is the Clusterfuck of Beacon Hills, where it appears buried in a rock (commit to the bit) and when the pack finds it, everyone has a good laugh bc they think it's a prank....except none of them can pull it out. Even with super werewolf strength.

But Stiles can.

(Deaton almost has a fucking stroke when he sees it)

And the rest of it is kinda just vague monster fighting shenanigans at this point, tbh, with plenty of Sterek (obviously) and also Stiles learning magic (I swear I'm not bitter) and at one point there is a dragon that does not get slain but very politely agrees to find a different plot of land to claim after "the blade-bearer" asks her to please leave.

Legit Merlin and Arthur only show up in BH at the end, after the crew is Tired and Bloody and Just Wants A Nap, and Merlin's like, "Christ, can you never stay where I leave you, you overgrown letter-opener?" to Excalibur, and Arthur is just like, "DON'T BE MEAN, MERLIN, hey, kiddo, can I have my sword back now?"

Leaving the rest of them to just be like "..........." bc they just met THEE King Arthur and Wizard Merlin, and they were dressed like a spring break Chad and his prep-goth lesbian wife.

lmao love how Merlin and Arthur come like they've just finished their honeymoon (well deserved tho)

but yes of course Excalibur ends up at Beacon Hills (a beacon for the supernatural am i right? eh?) just sitting pretty in its rock, chilling. it probably didn't even expect to be picked up by anyone other than Merlin or Arthur. sure, Merlin had said "someone [the sword] knows to be worthy" in his spell, but that was never meant to actually happen.

then the McCall Pack saunter in (well, maybe not saunter....more like stumble into the sword's domain because of some outside force or something) and begin their fun little challenge to see who gets to pull the Excalibur out of its stone. it's the most fun the sword's had in ages. then fucking Stiles Stilinski goes to pull out the sword as a joke.....and Excalibur feels its hold on the stone loosen.

oh dear

and you know, you'd think the sword would be pulled out for Scott (main protag and true alpha, all that jazz), but the sword is in Stiles's hands, and now all of them are freaking out (Stiles is the most smug he's ever been, much to the annoyance of everyone).

and then after all the shenanigans are over and our lovely Arthurian duo come in to retake Excalibur. cue Arthur and Stiles becoming petty rivals over the sword because i said so.

Stiles: Finder's keepers Arthur: Uh, no, that's my sword Stiles: And you abandoned it for a couple centuries, and it chose me, sooooo...mine now Arthur: Merlin-- Merlin: No, no, the kid's got a point. I mean, you were dead for 1500 years, give or take Arthur: ....yOU thREW the dAmN sWOrd iN thE fUCkiNG LAKE

[sapphireginger]

Chapter #10: Summary

Kaiden “Kai” Noah Hale was born on June 5th at two am to Alpha and Alpha Mate Hale at the base of the Nemeton. They are surrounded by their pack, their pups and the magic. The magic of the Nemeton, and Stiles's magic envelope them, a vibration of celebration, welcoming the newest Hale.