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Day Three - Christmas dialogue prompt 35 "Is one normal Christmas too much to ask for?" with the McCall/Hale Pack

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It was absolute chaos. All you had wanted was to host Christmas dinner in Derek’s loft, since it was the only space big enough to host everyone. You hoped it would be something nice, especially with everything the group of teenagers had been through recently.

There was a turkey and a range of differently made potatoes, cooked vegetables and cranberry sauce and a stuffing made from a special family recipe that had been passed down through several generations of your family. It was meant to be perfect, with music and eggnog and mingling. It turned sour, though, as soon as everyone sat at the table to eat.

The food was torn to shreds within seconds, and it was surprising how little was left. You should’ve predicted how much a group of teenage werewolves (and Stiles) could eat. So much so, that the nice dinner had turned into a free-for-all within minutes.

Stiles and Liam were seconds away from engaging in hand-to-hand combat over the last helpings of stuffing, Lydia and Scott arguing about whether or not he spilled his drink on her brand new skirt in an attempt to get the last of the turkey, and Malia and Kira were shouting that, despite the three bowls of potatoes you’d made, there still wasn’t enough for both of them to have more.

At each head of the table sat you and Derek, both trying to gather your own food onto your plates, and very obviously failing. Sighing heavily, you scooped the last of the stuffing that Liam and Stiles had been fighting over onto your plate, catching their attention as you muttered, “Is one normal Christmas too much to ask for?”

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The Kid

Author: @sarcasmdunbar

Pairing: Derek Hale x kid!reader, Scott McCall x sister!reader, 

Word Count: 1,024

Warnings: none.

@automaticgothcloudsalad :This is a really odd request I know but could you please do one where the reader is like 3 and someone's little sister who has the entire pack wrapped around her finger. She most specifically seems drawn to Derek of all people who is his usual grumpy self and tries to get her to go away but she won't and draws a picture of him and gives it to him and he completely melts and gives in. Just super fluff please. Ilysm

I’m sorry if this isn’t how you might have wanted it, but I hope you enjoy!

Even at the young age of five, (Y/n) McCall knew she had the entire pack wrapped around her tiny little fingers. Each and everyone had the inability to abstain her cuteness. Whether it was her older brother, Scott giving her all the hugs she wanted. Stiles telling her stories, using exaggerated hand motions and getting her to laugh. Lydia spoiling her with toys, even when it wasn’t her birthday or Christmas.  Kira carrying candy specifically to give to her whenever she saw her. Even Malia couldn’t resist her.

One thing nobody could quite understand, is why she was so drawn to the broody moody Derek Hale. It seemed to be (Y/n)’s favorite past time to bug Derek, and every single time she saw him she wrapped her arms around one of his legs and wouldn’t let go until someone physically pulled her off. Overall Derek Hale seemed to be her favorite person. 

So when Scott came up in a pickle, with his mom at work and his friends requiring him elsewhere, he found himself asking Derek for help.

“Babysitting.” Derek repeated after Scott and Stiles showed up at his doorstep. “You want me to babysit.” 

“Well technically it’s toddler sitting if you really think about it.” Commented Stiles, earning a grimace from Scott and a death-glare from Derek. “What? I’m just pointing out the obvious.” 

“Please, Derek. I wouldn’t ask if I didn’t need to.” Scott begged, turning his attention from his best-friend to Derek. Derek looked at Scott, contemplating, his arms crossed and a permanent scowl written across his facial features. 

“Fine.” He spoke reluctantly, He pointed his finger at Scott. “But you, you owe me.” Scott nodded frantically. 

The two boys returned an hour later, little (Y/n) in tow. Scott thanked Derek for the fortieth time, and then they left. Babysitting was not something Derek was totally fond of.  Upon seeing Derek she immediately wrapped herself around his leg.

“Derek!” She called in her childish voice. He had to rip her from his leg bidding goodbye to Scott and Stiles and making sure they’d be back at the time they said. 

For the first half hour it was quiet. Derek worked on something while (Y/n) played with some toys she had brought from the McCall household. Derek suddenly felt a tug on his pants. He turned his gaze from whatever he was working to gaze at the girl, smaller than half his leg. 

“I’m hungry.” She whined. Derek grunted, setting his objects on the table and getting up and ambling towards the kitchen, little girl in tow. What do little kids even like to eat? 

“What do you want?” grumbled Derek. The little girl paused for a moment, thinking.

“Cereal!” She practically shouted. 

“Cereal?” Derek questioned. She nodded vigorously, a toothy grin never leaving her face.  Derek obliged, taking out a box of Fruity Pebbles and fixing her a bowl of cereal. 

Another half an hour went by before (Y/n) tugged on his pants again. 

“What?” He grumbled. 

“Will you play with me?” She questioned batting her big eyelashes at him, giving him the puppy dog eyes. 

“Not right now. Go play with your toys.” He shooed a bit harsher than he intended. 

“But, I don’t want to.” (Y/n) complained. 

“Well then-” Derek started, eyes sweeping for something for her to do. They landed on a pen and a pad of paper. He got up and reached for them, clicking the pen and handing them to her. “Draw me a picture.” The girl smiled her big toothy grin again and nodded. 

Derek watched as she returned to the spot on the floor where she had been playing previously and begin drawing. A small smiled fell on to his lips, hoping she would be distracted for a while. 

About twenty minutes later, she appeared in front of him. In her hand was a a picture. She shoved it towards him, a proud smile across him face. He gingerly took it, examining the messy child drawing. There were two stick figures, scribbly lines representing grass, a sun, and what he assumed to be a tree. Next to the smaller figure was an arrow with “Me” and next to the taller stick figure was “Derek” written “Darrick” in sloppy hand writing. Both of the stick figures were smiling, despite Derek almost always having a scowl on his face. 

Derek couldn’t help but smile at this point. He’d never had a child think of him so highly, they were mostly scared of him. “Thank you.”

“Will you play with me now?” Asked (Y/n) sweetly. Derek had given up his gruff, apathetic persona at this point. 

“Okay.” Derek spoke, placing down the drawing on the coffee table. “What do you want to play?”

“Hide’n’seek!” (Y/n) exclaimed. 

Derek counted first. The game of hide’n’seek continued for about an hour. Derek had forgotten what it felt like to be young. It was all fun until (Y/n) tripped, busting her lip on the floor of the flat. Derek scooped her up as she began to cry, resting her on the couch. 

“Shh,Shh,” He cooed. “It’s alright.” (Y/n) calmed down after a moment, and Derek got to work cleaning her wound.  

After a while she had tired, and had worn Derek down completely. He collapsed on the couch, exhausted. He startled as (Y/n) climbed up onto the couch, snuggling in against Derek. 

“Derek will you tell me a story?” She questioned sleepily.

“Sure.” 

And so Derek rattled off a fictional tale of a princess being saved by a prince. After a moment, snores erupted from the child and a breath of relief escaped him. Eventually, without thinking, he fell asleep.

When Scott arrived well past the place-time he was supposed to pick (Y/n) up, he expected yelling. Anger. What he didn’t expect to find when he unlocked the door was Derek asleep, (Y/n) curled up next to him. 

“Wow.” Commented Stiles breathlessly in a not-so hushed whispered. “I can’t even get her to sleep when I watch her.”

“Shh.” Scott said, scooping up (Y/n) into his arms. “Maybe we should get him to babysit all the time.” 

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Drug Addict pt.2// The Pack

Word count: 2,762

Characters: the pack, Theo, Hayden, Corey, Josh.

Triggers: feelings

Chapters: Part 1

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Lunch finally made its way to being a part of the day, sighing in relief at the sound of no more teachers and for her to find a quiet place for her to eat and smoke in peace. But, then suddenly she gets a text on her phone from an unknown person.

Reading the text, she sighed in anger as she just remembered that she had told those two boys that she would sit with them, ‘curse my will to be nice to people.’ She said in her head as she made her anger and frustration go away as she grabbed the rest of her snacks and headed to the cafeteria.

 On the text had directions to where to go when she had already gotten her food to eat, walking in she could spot the two boys quickly as they were the only two sitting at the middle table in the cafeteria.

 She went to go get her food and head over to them and eat her food quickly and kindly tell them that she had to use the bathroom as her way to escape the table and the two boys at the table.

 They spotted her as she had turned around with some more food in her hand as they waved her over with their hands. Since it was a roundtable she sat somewhat in the middle of them both. “Hey.” She said to them as she adjusted in her chair a little bit.

 “Hey.” They both said at the same time with a smile on their face as they saw her again, “Wow, for a girl you eat a lot.” Stiles said noticing all the food around just this one girl. “What? You're meaning to tell me that you haven’t seen a girl eat this much?” she asked him with a shock expression.

 “Out here most of the girls have a thing about being pretty and not being them, they cray wild girls that you would see at a party… here they are mean and snarky and always wanting to prove something.” Stiles said.

 “I’m pretty sure not all the girls here are like that.” (y/n) says as she begins to eat her food and snacks in front of her as she hands over two different sour patches to the boys… which made them smile as they accepted the offer.

 “I love how open-minded you are,” Scott said with a smile as he took one strip of the sour candy and placed in his mouth with a smile.

 Then suddenly the table started to fill up with faces (y/n) hasn’t seen before, but she did recognize two faces. Which were the boy and girl that she had parked next to this morning, assuming that they were dating because of how close the redhead was sitting next to the guy with the dumb car?

 “Who is this newcomer sitting at the table?” a girl with dark brown hair asked with a smile as she sat down next to Scott at the table.

 “That there, is (y/n),” Stiles answered as he was eating his candy that (y/n) had given him. “Well, nice to meet you (y/n), I’m Allison.” She said with a smile.

 “Nice to meet you too.” I said as I returned her back with a smile…” Well, since Scott isn’t going to introduce you to the rest of us then I will.” The redhead said as she looked at (y/n).

 “I’m Lydia, and this is my boyfriend Jackson. On the right of you is Isaac, Liam, Mason, Hayden, Corey, and Erica I have a feeling that you already know Stiles.” She said with a flip of her hair. (y/n) smiled and waved at the group as they did the same.

 “And on the left side of you is Kira and Malia.” She finished as (y/n) waved at them and smiled as well.

 “Nice to meet all of you.” She said with a smile as they all said the same back to her. “Wow, you have a lot of food.” The Kira girl said as she looked at all the food that (y/n) had on the table.

 “I have a long hunger span out to a decade.” She said sounding a little bit sarcastic, “I have a feeling you are being sarcastic.” Stiles said with a smile on his face.

 “Just a little bit.” She said with a smile at him. “So, (y/n) where did you move from?” Isaac had asked with a slight smile.

 “San Francisco.” She said as she finished the rest of her food that was on the table, and it was now time for her to make her move to escape the table and head to the so-called bathroom.

 “I hear it's very beautiful down there, is it?” Malia asked (y/n).

 “Considering I use to live in a house that was by the ocean and the golden gate bridge, I’ll say it is very beautiful… I’ll talk to you guys later.” She said as she was getting up and picking up all her trash to throw away.

 “Wait, where are you going?” they asked as they watched her get up from her spot, “I want to look around the school more… see ya.” She said as she walked away and out of the door to the cafeteria.

 (y/n) walked around the school until she had found a spot of the field far away from the school to sit and to be alone. She sat down on the grass as she inhaled all the fresh air into her lungs… there was only one period left until school got out.

 And since she had a free period and her sixth period being it she decided to smoke it out, pulling out her blunt from her pocket with her trusty lighter and lit it. As the first wave of smoke entered her lungs she felt relaxed.

 She laid flat on her back as she looked up at the sky which had these white puffy clouds in it, she tried to find that one cloud that looked like a unicorn dancing on a beach ball. She found that very funny every time she smoked and saw the unicorn.

 But, she then remembered, she’s not in San Francisco anymore where you could see it perfectly with no problem. Taking a deep breath of air in as she had already finished her joint she got up and walked to her locker to take out the things she was going to take home with her.

 Then she went to the bathroom to somewhat freshen up what she was doing outside a few minutes ago by brushing her teeth, hey it might sound weird knowing that some people brush their teeth at school but hey it’s a way of life.

 Next, things she was out in the parking lot going to her car to sit in it and relax for a little bit more before he drives back home, it isn’t safe to drive home when you are tired. She cracked the window a little bit and closed her eyes.

 She heard the bell ring and students begin to leave the campus but, she didn’t care. she put her headphones in and listened to some soft and soothing music as she slept in her car. (y/n) always gets tired after she smokes so it was completely natural to her.

 Within a couple of minutes or an hour or so most of all the kids had left the school when (y/n) had opened her eyes then closing them again. She saw that all except a few cars and a couple of people that (y/n) had recognized, the people that she had met today.

 They were all leaving the school heading to their cars, but then the red head had gotten suspicious about (y/n)’s car still being in the parking lot of the school. She looked at the car and then at her friends.

 She walked over to the car and tapped on the window and then looking through it to see if she sees someone. But all she saw was a sleeping (Y/n) in the car with the window half down.

 She tapped on the glass to try and wake her up but nothing happened she still was sound to sleep, she called out her name but soon gave up on that action when she saw that (y/n) had her headphones in.

 The rest of the group walked over to Lydia to see her looking into some random car in the parking lot, “Lydia what are you doing?” Alison asked as she looked at her best friend who she thought was trying to break into somebody’s car.

 Everybody looked at Lydia as they waited for an answer from her, “(y/n) is sleeping in her car and I'm just trying to wake her up but she’s not waking up.” She said to them as Scott and Stiles looked at her and then at each other.

 “(y/n) is in there?” they said at the same time as they went her window and looked to see a sleepy (y/n) in her car. Scott tried knocking on the window load enough for her to hear but then he sees (y/n) has her headphones in so she wasn’t going to hear them.

 “What are we going to do, she looks like she's burning up in there?” Liam asked as he tried to open the door but it was locked. Then suddenly Stiles came up with a good idea as he pulled out his phone to text her.

When he sent the message he can see that she had gotten it, but it wasn’t enough to wake her up so he tried calling her, and soon as he pressed the call button and her phone started to ring he knew this would get her up.

 (y/n) woke up and rubbed her eyes as she picked up the phone and answered it “Hello.” She said to the person on the phone who answered back with a laugh which made the people around him laugh as well.

 “Look out your window.” He told her as everyone watched her look up and see them laughing and having smiled on their faces. She smiles to and hangs up the phone as she got out and greeted them.

 “Hello,” she said with a tired smile and rubbing her eyes again as she went to sit on the hood of her car. “Hello, yourself. Are you okay?” Scott asked as he looked at her.

 “Yeah, why?” she asked as she looked at them with her blood shot eyes. “Because your eyes look like they’ve been crying,” Erica said.

 “And you look like your high.” Lydia said as she looked at (y/n), “Wait, that’s a good question… are you high?” she asked her as (y/n) looked at her with her droopy red eyes with a smile on her face and shook her head no.

 “Huh, well if you aren’t high you won’t mind me asking this question, would you?” Mason said as he looked at her.

 “go ahead, what’s the question?” she said with the smile as she looked at him or at least tried to.

 “Do you have a lighter?” He asked her and waited for her to give an answer. “Uh, yeah right here.” She said with a smile as she handed over the lighter to him with her right hand with a smile. Everyone looked at Mason confused at what he was doing until he asked the next question.

 “Damn, I left my blunt at home… do you have any?” He asked her with a stern look on his face as (y/n) moved her hair from her right ear and pulled the blunt and handed it to him. Everyone was shocked to see a smart girl smoke drugs and at how Mason got her to give the drugs to him and that she even managed to smoke at school without being caught.

 “(y/n) you're high.” Mason said as he looked at her with a straight face, “I’m not high.” She said with a smile as she began to rock from side to side.

 “Oh, yeah. Then if you not high then what are you?” Alison asked.

 “Fucking faded.” She said as she laughed it off then looked at the blunt that is in Mason's hand as she held both of her handmade grabby hands for the medicine that was in his hands. Mason shook his head and gave it back to her because he knows that they just met today and he didn’t want to start anything that would cause trouble.

 Everyone looked at him with shocked expressions as he had handed her back the drugs, Scott didn’t like what he was seeing as he then steps to the plate to try and take it from her but only for Mason to hold him back and shake his head.

  “How, are you getting home (y/n)?” he asked as he looked at her.

All she did was look at him and smile as she waved her hand towards him and said, “Don’t worry about it.” She then got back into her car and started it back up. Scott and Stiles looked at each other with questioning looks as they then looked back at her.

They had never seen someone that they knew smoke before, well they technically don’t know her. Because obviously they just met her today. And they all knew that it wasn’t their place to speak on what she was doing to herself.

Track: Aftertheparty – Embargo

She turned the music up in her car as she began to bag out of the parking lot and drive home, they were really worried about her driving high and still sleepy. So far, they can only hope that she made it home safely without harming herself or others.

~2 Years later~

(Y/n) was already officially into the pack during her freshman year, what she didn’t know was what the pack was going through and all the things they were hiding from her. But, within those two years (y/n) drug addiction has gotten worse.

Not only is she smoking and dealing weed, she’s taking heroin and cocaine, and choking up with needles which lead her to an almost overdose last summer. This year she is a junior with the people she met her freshman year by her side…well the only reason they are by her side is that they want to help her.

But, (y/n) doesn’t want that. She even had a feeling that they were hiding something from her. Like most of the time when she asks them to hang out, they would usually reply with an ‘I’m so sorry (y/n) but I’m busy at the moment. Maybe next time.’ Or ‘kind of busy (y/n)’ or ‘not today.’

And (y/n) was so sick of it, she thought that they didn’t want to hang out with her because she smokes and does other bad things to her body, so she stopped talking to them and made some new friends last year so she could hang out with them this year.

Their names are Theo, Ethen, Aiden, Hayden, Corey, Tracy and Josh. (y/n) doesn’t really like Hayden so much, because she feels that she is shady and two faced and that her big forehead can do some damage into summoning a demon from hell to kill everyone and that it’s not helping her hairline.

Other than her, everyone else is cool…When she first walked into the school Theo was the first person that she saw, He was new to the school so being his first friend there was cool.  (y/n) walked up to him with a smile on her face that said a million words but some she could only understand.

“Hey, Theo.” She said to him with a wave of her right hand.

“What’s up (y/n).” He said to her as he then pulled her in for a hug.

“Nothing much, I was just wondering if you wanted to hang out today after school?” She asked him as she played with her fingers.

“Wait, hold on… Is (y/n) (l/n) asking me out on a date?” He said with an amused look on his face. After he said that (y/n) went quiet and had grown a slight light bright red tent across her face as she looked everywhere but into to his beautiful eyes that are looking at her.

He let out a low chuckle, that had caught the pack’s attention as they all walked into the school together.

“All I’m saying is that Theo is a sketchy person and he can’t be trusted,” Stiles said to his friends.

When Scott heard Theo’s chuckle he looked over to him and saw Theo talking to (y/n), Lydia happens to catch onto what he was looking at and look over to and saw the same thing that made her stand there in shock.

“So, if he is so much of a bad person… then why is (y/n) talking to him right now.” Lydia stated that made Stiles look disgusted. everybody in The Pack looked over towards Theo’s locker and sees him flirting with (y/n).

Them seeing this made them angry well, just Stiles it made Lydia and Malian Jealous for whatever reason don’t know why. Scott was still trying to figure out if he could trust Theo or not so he wasn’t complaining.

“See Stiles, if (y/n) can trust him then so could we,” Scott says as he puts his arm over Kira’s shoulder and walked off somewhere else, Liam grabbing Hayden and walking off as well along with Corey, Mason, Malia, Isaac, Allison, Jackson, and Erica.

Stiles looked at his friends one more time then back at (y/n) again, He could see Theo making her laugh and smile. Stiles hated it, he wanted to be the one to make her do those things for him and only him… but there was one thing, He has a girlfriend and her name was Lydia. 

Jackson and Lydia broke up the second year of high school because of something about her messing up everything and stiles just happened to be there for her and bam their dating and Jackson started dating Erica.

The girl he wanted for almost a decade now was finally his and now all he’s doing is messing it up on a girl that is his or is she. The Pack hasn’t even been spending time with her lately so there could be a negative effect to this problem later.

“I want to hear you say it,” Theo says to (y/n) with a smile as he looked down at her with loving eyes.

“Say what.” (y/n) asked as she looked down to the ground then back at him with the red tent still across her face and her shy soft eyes now showing.

“That you want me to go on a date with you.” He said to her.

“Theo, I don’t recall it being a date.” She says with a low giggle.

“But, I think it is… I mean there is no one going with us. So, we're going to be alone and have the night to our self’s, and that’s not a date to you?” He asked her. (y/n) thinks for a minute but sighs in defeat as she looked up at him with a smile that told him that he got it right.

“Theo, would you like to go on a date with me?” She asked while using those puppy dog eyes she used on him one time in the summer.

“Yes (y/n), I would love to.” He said as he leaned in and kissed her cheek and walked off leaving a stunned (y/n) there in the hallways with a happy smile on her face as she turned around and watched him walk off.

Even when the Pack was far away from the conversation Scott was still listening to it, Scott was like a big brother to (y/n) and she was like a little sister to him, (y/n) told him first before everybody found out on their own that she was seeing some new people.

And that only made him happier that she was making new friends that didn’t have supernatural powers like him and the rest of the pack members do. But, now that his seeing who’s she’s talking to and hanging with she is fully open and vulnerable to the supernatural life.

Someone might want to take her in and make her one of them and Scott was not going to let that happen, so now he has to keep an eye on his friend and make sure nothing bad happens to her.

~End of the day~

(y/n) was alone at her locker putting the things that she was going to take home into to it, she was moving rather slow today because she just couldn’t get Theo out of her head. The first time she met him she couldn’t find herself to stop staring at him.

When he saw her staring he waved at her which made her jump back into concussions and look away, and that only made Theo feel more interested in her as he wanted to get to know each other. And that was the day that he made a move and talked to her and now here they are going on their first date together.

(y/n) wanted to show him this cool lake in the woods that she knew about because of the internet, at night time the moon shines on the lake which makes it sparkle and shine in the dark and makes the water a transparent bright blue color and it perfect and beautiful.

As she was in her deep thought she didn’t hear her old friends behind her, the ones that completely forgot about her existence and never hung out with her. (y/n) heard her name being called behind her as she then turned around and saw the pack there looking at her.

“What up.” She says in an uninviting way to them, she does that to all people who forgets about her and then suddenly wants to talk to her.

“We saw you with Theo, care to tell us what’s going on?” Lydia asked as she crossed her arms over her chest.

“And why would I do that?” (y/n) asked as she then closed her locker and put her backpack on her back to stare at the people that she once called her friends. They all looked at (Y/n) in shock at what she just said, they had never heard her say something like that.

“Because we are friends, a pack, family if I might add we tell each other everything,” Stiles said as he looked at him with an annoyed look.

“Well then you’re talking to the wrong person, the people you want to get your information from are the ones that are around me right now, me not included.” (y/n) said as she was about to walk away Scott stopped her by getting in her way and putting his hand up. (y/n) sighs and rolls her eyes as she goes back into her spot in front of her locker.

“(y/n) what’s gotten into you,” Scott asked her with a sad and shocked expression.

“Nothing, nothing at all.” She says as she finally made her escape from her so-called friends and headed for the front door where she left and went home ready for her date.

~Later that night~

(y/n) had texted Theo for him to bring a swimsuit to wear up under his clothes and to come to her house at 8 o’clock since her house was closer to the lake that it wouldn’t be that long of a walk.

(y/n) looked in the mirror and saw what she was wearing, she thought that it didn’t look that bad so she headed downstairs, and when she stepped on that bottom step there was a knock on the door.

She ran toward the door and opened it to see Theo standing there with a smile. He could tell that she was in love with him by the way she looks at him.

“Hey.” She said softly as there was a little shine of light in her eyes that made them sparkle, he chuckled at her cuteness.

“Hey.” He said back and stepped into the house giving her a peck on the check.

She closed and locked the door behind him as he looked around the house, she took in a deep breath and let it out quickly.

“Nice house.” He said with a smile as he picked up a picture of (y/n) when she was five with ice cream all over her face. He then looked back at her and wave the picture above his head so she could see it. “and nice picture, love.” He said with a smile and a light laugh.

“Oh, shut up.” She said as she rolled her eyes and went to go get towels for the two of them. Theo kept looking around the house at all the pictures of her and her family on the wall. He can see that she the only child in the family so he knows that her parents look after like a hawk.

“You ready to go.” She said as she threw him a towel, he catches the towel and smiles.

“What pool are we going to?” He asked her.

“No, no not pool, it’s a lake.” She said with a smile as she grabbed his hand and lead him out to the backyard where her large pool was which had him confused.

“You call your pool a lake?” He asked her with confusion on his face.

“No, silly there’s a real lake here.” She said as she locked her back door and grabbed his hand and lead him into the woods.

“Why do you want to go to a lake when you have a huge pool back at your house?” He asked as he held her hand with a firm grip.

“Because my pool isn’t beautiful.” She said to him as he looked at him with a smile and pulled him to where they were going.

Within a few minutes they were there at the lake, she looked at Theo’s eyes as the lit up at the sight of the lake that he hasn’t seen before ever in his life.

“Wow.” Was the only thing he could say right at the moment because he was so stunned. “This is amazing.” He said as he looked at her with happy lustful eyes.

“I knew you would like it, but you have to promise me you won’t tell anybody about it… so far I know that nobody here in Beacon Hills even remembers this lake and I don’t want them too. So, that why I remove the landmark from the websites that it was on and now nobody will know but you and me.” She says with a smile.

He looked at her and towards the lake when Theo first got here. His plan was to destroy the pack and to make this town his, he never wanted to make any friends or meet this wonderful girl who trusts him enough to show me something so magical and beautiful. At this moment, he knew that he couldn’t hurt her and that he couldn’t destroy her but he can put more bad things about the pack into her head and make her his.

He turned around and saw (y/n) undressing from the clothes she was wearing to get to the lake, when she was finished she was in this beautiful bathing suit that showed off her curves in every way. Then the next thing he knew she had jumped into the lake that shined a beautiful transparent bright blue color and that sparkled in the night every time the moon touches it.

She then came up for air and looked up at Theo as he stared her and watched as the beautiful moon and bright color in the water made her shine way more than the lake did.

“Are you coming in or what?” she asked him as she looked at him with a smile, he smirked at her and took off his clothes as well as he then jumped into the lake as well.

She laughed and shook her head as she waited for him to come back up, and when he didn’t she got worried

. “Theo.” She said quietly as she looked around for him. “Theo.” She said a little bit louder.

Then the next thing she knew she was being lifted on his shoulders out of the water, she looked down and saw Theo's wet hair. She screamed and laughed at him as he had her on his shoulders.

“Theo put me down.” She said while laughing.

“Not until you say the magic word.” He said as he spun her around on his shoulders in the lake making her laugh out a little louder.

After hours of playing in the lake they both got out and sat down on a rock to rest, they both laid down on their backs as they looked at the stars, Theo knew she wouldn’t like it if he had held secrets from her and maybe that’s why she been very distant from the pack lately.

Theo sat up and looked at the beautiful girl next to him, she looked at him and smiled as she sat up as well and looked at him in his beautiful blue eyes.

“(y/n) I don’t want to lie to you…so I’m not but, before this relationship gets too deep I just wanted to tell you that.” He started

“What is it?” she asked him as she places one of her hands over his.

“I’m…I’m a werewolf.”

[beaconhills17]

YES 🙌🏼 I love all your pack mom imagines! They're so adorable! So much baby liam fluff! I hope there's more I love them.

Thank You So Much! There Will Be Many More Parts, Only If You All Keep Requesting Ideas. What’s Your Favourite Part Of The Pack Mom Series? 💕

[teenagewolffie]

We Are So Sorry [The Pack X Reader]

Request:  Hi could I request a stiles/pack imagine where the reader is a very selfless person and helps the pack a lot, but recently the pack has been ignoring her while she does all her work for them. But then she suffers from a loss and distances her self from the pack. When they notice she's gone for a while they ask her what's wrong and she just lets everything out. Maybe fluff at the end? <3 sorry if it's long!

A/N: It’s not too long, anon! And don’t worry about it because no request is too long for me haha. Thank you for the request, I really enjoyed writing it! There’s not a ton of Stiles x reader in this but I still hope you enjoy it!

Warnings: (minor) character death, 

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There you were again, sitting at a table in the mostly vacant school library as you looked up information on the most recent supernatural creature that had made it’s way into Beacon Hills. That was pretty much your job in the Pack. Find out as much as you could about what was going on and report back to them. It was one of the only things you could do with being the only human in the Pack besides Stiles and ordinarily you wouldn’t mind it, but lately it seemed that everyone was brushing you off and not including you in anything. Sure you had a kind of quiet demeanor, but they used to include you in a lot more than they did now. You tried brushing it off as them being busy, but you still couldn’t help but feel like maybe they didn’t want you around anymore.

“Here you go, guys!” You chirped out, at least trying to make an effort with them as you handed Scott the documents you had printed out.

“I highlighted the more important things out, too.”

“Thanks, (Y/N).” Scott replied before turning back to the conversation he was in. You were going to tell them that you were going to get your lunch, but seeing them all in conversation brought you away from that thought and you left without saying a word.

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The same thing continued on for the next few days, you giving them any updates on information you found and then being brushed off afterwards. You continued to hang out with them before and after classes, but you mostly just listened in to the conversations. No one even attempted to bring you into the conversation or ask you your opinion, so it really wouldn’t have been a surprise to you if they didn’t notice your early leave on Friday.

“What’s going on?” You questioned your dad, whom was waiting in the office. You had been told to gather your things and to head down to the office, apparently being picked up for some kind of family emergency.

“You’re grandma isn’t doing too good, kiddo.” Shock overtook your features at your dad’s comment, and you licked at your lips as you looked down at your shoes.

“What’s wrong with grandma?” You had always been close to your grandmother. The two of you would have conversations that could probably last the whole day, and you often played card games together. She was the one who babysat you as a kid, so even the mention of her name sent a bundle of nerves to knot in your stomach.

“Well I uh- went over earlier to check up on her and fix the faucet in the bathroom but when I went into her bedroom she was just laying there. I called out to her and shook her but she wouldn’t wake up, and that’s when I noticed that she wasn’t breathing.” Their were tears sparking in both your and your dad’s eyes as you pulled each other into a hug. This was his mother you were talking about. He was the one to find his own mother died.

“At least she went peacefully...” He murmured, stroking your hair before releasing you from the hug, an arm wrapping around you before walking you out of the school and bringing you home.

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On Saturday you didn’t make it to the Pack Meeting. You were never one to miss out on them, but with the recent loss in your family there was no way you were feeling up to it. Your absence didn’t go unnoticed within the pack and they all sent you texts through the rest of the day and Sunday, which was the funeral. It was a small funeral, only close friends and family being there, but you knew it was what your grandma would have wanted.

You didn’t make it to school Monday or Tuesday either, instead deciding to stay in your room and listen to music, hoping that by some odd miracle it would make the grieving process easier. It didn’t, but that didn’t stop you from laying in bed and listened to the tunes that just seemed to remind you of your now deceased grandmother.

Wednesday was the day you finally headed back to school. Your grandmother was still heavily on your mind, but you didn’t want to get too far behind on your school work. Instead of walking up to the Pack whom was hanging around Scott’s locker that morning, you walked right passed them, your head hanging low as you made your way to your locker and aggressively began shoving things into your backpack. You weren’t looking forward to going back to being ignored by your best friends. In fact for the rest of the day you decided to ignore them, avoiding them at pretty much all costs.

All of your luck came to an end though when you were surrounded at your locker after school by each and every pack member, each casting a worried expression at you.

“Why weren’t you at the Pack Meeting on Saturday?” Scott questioned, brows furrowing as he watched you toss things into your locker.

“Yeah and why have you been ignoring our texts and calls?” Came Malia.

“What about you missing school on Monday and Tuesday?” Was Lydia’s questioned, her bright red lips pursed and her arms crossed.

“Guys wait... (Y/N) are you okay? I can smell... Is that sadness? (Y/N) why are you sad?” Liam was the one who had been paying closer attention, and he gently reached out to touch your arm, concerned.

By now hot tears were brimming at the edge of your eyes, and you slammed your locker door shut before turning around to face them.

“I do all of your research for you,” you started off, trying to keep your voice from shaking.

“And I barely get a thanks from any of you in return anymore! I want to know why. Why do you guys ignore me? All I’ve ever done is help you guys out and it’s like you guys don’t even see me whenever I’m around you. Just... Why?” Your voice broke on the final word, the tears flowing down your flushed cheeks as you tried to hold back a sob.

“And if you want to know why I wasn’t at the Pack Meeting on Saturday or wasn’t replying to your texts or anything, it’s because I’ve been grieving over my dead grandmother. She died on Friday and I just, I don’t know what I’m going to do without her...” That was when you finally let loose, your whole body shaking with your sobs as you covered your face with your hands, the makeup you were wearing undoubtedly smearing and running down your skin. The rest of the Pack didn’t have to so much as glance at each other before wrapping you in a group hug. They knew how close you were to your grandmother and knew that this must be hard for you.

“We are so sorry.” Stiles spoke, being one of the closest to you, his arms being wrapped around you and his chin resting on your head.

“I guess we were just worried about keeping you safe. You’re an important part of this pack (Y/N) and you don’t deserve to be ignored like we did. We are so sorry about all of this. We don’t appreciate you nearly enough.” Scott was the one to speak next, and he reached over and ruffled up your hair, causing you to let out a small laugh.

“I have an idea,” Kira spoke up from the back of the group, a grin forming on her face.

“How about we have a movie night tonight with lots of ice cream and junk food? Oh and Stiles, don’t even mention Star Wars, (Y/N) will be the one picking the movies.”

“Dang it...” The boy mumbled, pretending to be upset though really he wasn’t. His comment only caused the whole group to laugh and for a grin to form on your lips. You were glad that the Pack was finally back to how it used to be.

[bretttalbts]

little warrior — the pack.

exact request: can you write a pack imagine where y/n is a skilled fighter (maybe from a long line of hunters, who the argents believed have disappeared) who has lived in beacon hills and grew up with scott and stiles? the pack don't know about her being a hunter until she fights alongside the pack against the berserkers in the season 4 finale?

pairing: the pack x reader

warnings: n/a.

word count: 1,306.

author's note: this was really difficult, and all done within the span of two hours, which was probably rushed since i seriously need to head to bed... this isn't my best work, i'm so sorry! i hope this was what you were looking for, doll! though if you want me to re-write this differently, just let me know! enjoy xx — also, since a lot of you have been asking, love me or leave part two will be up tomorrow night! :-) you may also send in requests in case you want something written up for you!! my request box is open!

You couldn't idly stand by anymore. You couldn't just watch as Scott and the pack continue to fight against these creatures and all you could do was watch and pretend to cower in fear under their watch as if you were useless. You promised yourself that you wouldn't join the family business. Ever since you were young, although you've been trained to master all things weaponry, you never got into the business. Your parents weren't part of the business any longer either, but a little self protection couldn't hurt, right? Besides, no one would ever know that the Y/L/N's just down the street from Scott McCall were hunters. No one believed in werewolves anyway.

Then came the arrival of the Argents.

Your family had history with them. Nothing bad; your family has hunted with the Argents long before you and Chris Argent's youngest were born, but since then your family has disappeared from the hunting ring; from what they knew, you having the surname of a long line of hunters was a mere coincidence. Your family having dozens of lethal weapons hidden in your basement seemed like a lie.

Just a year later, you've experienced a lot with the pack. Kanimas, a pack of Alphas nor the nogitsune could break the pack. Your bond with the pack was as strong as steel. You grew close with Lydia and Allison, but more prominantly Allison. She was the only person who knew you've been trained since childhood like she was. You two often went into the forest and trained together, taking extra precautions when doing so in order to prevent anyone seeing you with a weapon. You knew it wasn't a big deal, but you weren't part of the family business. You thought you had no reason to carry weapons around since your friends could handle themselves perfectly fine.

That was, until you saw the sword pierce through Allison's abdomen and Aiden fall to the ground, their teenage lives taken away from them forever.

You started out small. You protected other supernatural beings aside from the pack when assassins tailed them. Then you worked in the wind, helping the pack and fleeing before being seen. Now you were in Mexico, outside an Aztec Temple, your two pistols in their hilts on your waist and a bow in hand with arrows behind your back, knives strapped to your thigh as you drove up to La Inglesia. The pack was already there, and Scott was back to his normal self when you helped hunters outside the temple. Shock was all you could see on Derek's face before he tore through a beserkers mask.

You fought alongside Braedon, and ran into the temple beside Chris following Kate. You stopped when you found your friends. The only person who noticed was Stiles, who gave you a questioning look as he eyed you from across the room. You ignored his gaze the best you could as you helped Liam to his feet after being tossed aside by Peter, who gave you the same look as Stiles.

Scott was on his feet again before you could pull the trigger. You rushed to the freshman, and helped him to his feet. You watched as Peter fell to the ground, unconcious with a seemingly broken jaw. The lot of you filed out of the temple as dawn approached, Stiles by your side questioning your entire look. "Who are you and what the hell have you done to Y/N?!" By now, Scott had also caught on, his arms crossed as the pack stared at you. "Why didn't you tell us about all... this?" Derek and Chris stood by, exchanging looks as you wiped dirt from your forehead.

You sighed; these two won't leave you alone until you explained yourself. "Can I explain myself later? I haven't gotten any sleep, and now I need to drive back to Beacon Hills unless I want to leave my car here. I'll explain later, I promise." The boys nodded in defeat knowing that it was probably going to be a lot to take in , and Argent and the Calaveras left together in search of the rogue Kate Argent. You never liked her anyway. The eight of you headed back home, and you skipped out on school to rest up and heal any wounds you sustained during the fight as well as sleep your ass off after a night of driving and fighting for your life.

It was just a little past eight at night when your phone began to ring. You woke up from your nap at the sound of your ringtone, groaning when you realized it was Scott.

"Scott, this better be good, because I'm tired as hell." You heard a chuckle on the other end, knowing he was laughing because of your husky tone of voice. You couldn't help that you were tired.

".I know, we're all tired. I just wanted to let you know that the pack's coming to your house tonight. Make sure to order pizza!" You slammed your head down on your pillow, rubbing your temple. "Fine, see you losers soon," was all you said before hanging up. You ordered an extra large pizza, and put your hair in a high ponytail and washed your face, just to make it seem like you weren't in bed the entire day despite actually being there since you came home.

Thank god your parents weren't home, they would definitely be interrogating your ass all day long.

When the entire pack had finally arrived, they sat around your living room, turning to you when you finally walked in as the last to arrive, Liam, came in. They all had expectant looks on their faces, and you sighed. "This is going to take awhile, so make sure to make yourselves comfortable."

You explained everything. You explained your family history and noted your training with your parents for years. You mentioned your secret training sessions with Allison. You mentioned how you needed to step out of the shadows and help after Allison's death. Sympathetic gazes were exchanged at the mention of her name. Scott was the first to stand. "Why didn't you tell us? Especially me and Stiles? We're best friends, Y/N, you should've told us." Oh, that guilty feeling you never thought you'd feel sat at the pit of your stomach.

"Yeah, we tell each other everything! And seriously, I mean everything!" Stiles stood up second, his volume of tone exceptionally louder for emphasis. You scrunched your nose when you realize how true that was. Hearing about Scott's first time with Allison or Stiles' with Malia was something you didn't need to know, especially in full detail. You shrugged your shoulders, turning your eyes away from the intensity combined by your two best friends.

"I don't know. I'm not technically a hunter, so what was the point? I was more like a trained warrior which wouldn't make sense. Plus, we already had Allison... So..." You paused, scratching the back of your neck. "Look, I just didn't want to scare anyone or anything. I just wanted to be as normal as possible and live away from the dangerous life as much as I could. Knowing you two though, has made it incredibly difficult."

The boys exchanged smug glances, causing you to roll your eyes.

"Well, we're glad you feel comfortable around us with your history now. Maybe you could teach us how to use your little lethal weaponry in case our powers decide to go against us." Lydia spoke up, a mischievous smile on her face. "Maybe not the little pup, not yet at least." Liam let out a whine, and the pack laughed knowing she was only teasing. You turned back to Scott and Stiles, who stared back with proud grins.

"Hey! Now we don't need to share my bat anymore, Y/N!"

And the room erupted in laughter once more.

[beaconhills17]

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