#the whole plot with allison was annoying I’m sorry

[burningthetree]

yeah okay this was bad

finally watching teen wolf the movie, surely it can’t be that bad

[pdxtrent]

So I’ve seen the movie and these are my thoughts. Mostly spoiler free.

I surprisingly didn’t actually hate it.

I’ve read a lot of spoilers and reactions on Twitter, so knew a lot of what was coming ahead of time, but there were still some surprises, all of them pleasant. Including one cameo that was fantastic and another which… was less so.

It’s the first time we’ve really gotten a Scott that’s actually unproblematically good. Which I loved. He felt very much the way we’re told he is but rarely shown to be through the show, especially the early seasons, and I loved that. Scott actually being good has been something I really wanted. Scott who’s a Captain America kind of ‘stand my ground on my morality’ person. A plus.

I thought the mechanism by which they brought back Allison was silly, but not annoyingly so, especially since they don’t try to justify it or explain it but just rush into the plot. It’s de facto rather than lawyered into existence which worked for me.

The changing of some basic lore and the incredible de-powering of the werewolves was mystifying and irritating. Allison going physically toe to toe with multiple werewolves as a human is just… baffling.

I love Derek as a dad and Eli is adorable. He’s not Stiles, no matter how much he fills a similar space, but he’s got his own charm. I love that they imply Derek and the sheriff are close friends now. Honestly the whole implication of where they have Derek I kind of love.

Peter is hilarious. Chris is Chris. But a lot of the recurring characters are just there without anything to do and no character development at all. Hikari is a bland stand in, and Mason and Liam don’t even speak to each other. It’s weird.

I think it would have been better to make it like a five part series and actually flesh out some of the character arcs a bit and make us care. But for what it was, it was mostly fun. I expected to hate it all like I did season 6B.

Do I hate THAT THING? Oh god yes I do, though Jeff managed to do it in the most ‘oh my god’ way. And I have some serious questions about the permanence of that considering where it happened and that last… moment.

I think it’s hilarious that the anti Stereks are going to have a hard time dancing around their ‘age gap’ complaint now that 30 year old Scott is making out with an Allison who is still 17 years of lived experience. Don’t worry, I’m sure they’ll find a way to explain away how it’s not problematic, but we’ll know, and can laugh.

I feel sorry for the Stydia shippers though. Genuinely, not sarcastically. Like that seemed a weird choice when they could have said nothing, especially with the backhanded way they implied that Derek’s feelings about Stiles are… complicated. Sure Noah said ‘the Jeep’ but we know who that Jeep represents to both Noah and Derek. It’s like trying to irritate both sets of shippers at once, and unnecessarily. It’s very on brand for Jeff though.

It’s no 3B or even 3A, but I place it above S2 and below S1 in my rankings. So better than anything in a long time. Is there nonsense that annoys me? Yes. Would I enthusiastically watch the next installment? Also yes. The first time I’ve said that since I rage quit during season 5 and only came back to it later, reluctantly and adversarially.

[voids-luv]

unpopular opinions ; teen wolf

•issac lahey deserved the world and i’m so pissed at jeff davis for just getting rid of issac after season 3, and never letting us get any closure. we never even hear issacs name mentioned after season 3 istg

• sterek is not real, and i think it’s weird shipping a minor and an adult that have not had any chemistry since season 2. sorry.

• stydia is the best slowburn ship i have ever seen in a tv show. but once again, i’m pissed at jeff davis for not letting us get any closure with them and we have waited 6 seasons to see them get together just to have barley 3 episodes of them being a couple. wtf

• honestly, love allison but she didn’t bring that much to the pack and i think it was good to have her die in season 3b. i feel like it helped scott mature more as a person, and as an alpha, and helped lydia mature more. but her death RUINED ME when i first watched it. also stop asking for her to come back in season 7, if we get one. there’s no possible way for allison to come back, she died 3 seasons ago. i miss her too, but i don’t think she’s coming back.

• scott was super annoying in the first 3 seasons but i feel like after season 4, and having liam be apart of his pack, he became a better alpha/person.

•theo raeken showed the best character development over any of the other teen wolf characters idc

• HAYDEN WAS SUCH A USELESS AND POINTLESS CHARACTER she never even used her powers, and she literally use to be a chimera. all she did was make out with liam, and u can really tell how hard jeff davis was trying to make layden the new scallison.

• i truly do not believe there is a better/cooler antagonist, bc all of them had their own features and characteristics that make them unique from the other ones. the only antagonist i didn’t like was kate, in season 4, but i also didn’t hate that they did a plot twist in the series.

•the worst season is season 5, it was so slow moving and it seems like it was just the season for disaster. it was sooo hard to watch the first time i saw it.

•teen wolf made all of season 3 so good that i thought it was impossible to make a season that good until i saw season 6a, and no one ever talks abt how good season 6a is but 6b IS TERRIBLE. it seems like they just tried their hardest to bring back every character they could, and it was so cliche to have gerard be one of the antagonist once again. they should’ve killed him off a while ago.

•malia is probably one of the most annoying characters. i only really liked her in season 3b and 4. she was terrible in season 5. ik her whole thing is that she was a coyote for like 8 years of her life, and she needed to readapt to being human, but why did all of her bad mannerisms come back in season 5? i get why they came back in season 6a, bc stiles was erased, but in season 5 she just annoys the hell out of me.

•this really isn’t unpopular but dylan o’brien’s acting in season 3 was SO GOOD and i feel like it really helped him jumpstart his acting career fully

ok that’s it i’m done, just a reminder that we can’t get a season 7 until mtv gives the rights back to jeff davis. so anything ur seeing, that is saying season 7 is coming, is fake. have a good day <3

[timerainseternal]

New theory: the amount that the Hargeeeves' powers are confusing to me specifically is directly correlated to the amount of impact they have on the plot.

To be clear, I'm not talking about how much they break the laws of the universe. This is just a Certified Silly Post and I do not have the brainpower to debate whether monster tummy, Very Convincing, spooky scary skeletons, or the ability to manipulate physics in a very specific way, is the most glitch-inducing. Nor am I talking about how much we don't understand about the powers, just what we do know about them and how consistent they are with the stated power. (Could Diego yeet the moon into the Earth? The world may never know.) Basically, as I watched the show, how much my brain said "that works for me, I guess" is the metric I'm working off of. They're also grouped together, since I couldn't decide on a 1-7 scale, so there are instead three levels of confusing and plot-relevant. This is also entirely memory-based, so I may miss things, and does not account for the character's importance to the plot, only the power's.

The Completely Understandable:

Luther: Strong and Tough™ are not confusing, and nor are they brought up very often. A chandelier fell on him, he punched some things, but like, what did that change, plotwise? Not much.

Diego: Again, this one only sort of gets used, like with the bullets and all, but it's also not really a plot changer. We know he can change the trajectory of thrown objects, which is fairly straightforward to see and understand. Like in my moon example, we don't know how far that extends, but while there are a lot of questions about his powers, what is directly shown is neither too confusing or too contradictory to our understanding. I've seen people curve soccer balls before, and bullets and knives are not different enough from one another to surprise me when he switches.

Ben: Now, you may be wondering why this is here and not later, but that is because we are Not discussing logistics here. I do not know how this power works in terms of physics, and I do not know where the tentacles are when they're not out. However, Ben's power isn't confusing, practically speaking. Open chest: boom, tentacles. It's also not plot relevant because he's dead (oops), though if losing control was how he died it's a bit more important. That's conjecture though, and should be stricken from the record.

A Bit Weird, But I Get It:

Klaus: I'm gonna be honest, I debated where to put Klaus. His power is a major driving force behind his personal plot, but his personal plot doesn't tend to impact the course of events as a whole too much (sorry, Klaus). I guess it gives us Ben, which is nice, but also he's very rarely plot relevant since he's, you know, dead. Also Klaus' powers grow as he sobers up and practices, so it's pretty inconsistent, but given a general understanding of how ghosts work in media there's nothing too out of the realm of understanding. I'm...not sure how much of the Little Girl putting him back on Earth is part of his power--like whether his power annoys her or if he just does that through sheer force of personality--so I'm just...not gonna touch the strange not-immortality that is seemingly not caused by his own doing. In short, if ghosts were just dropped on us without general media context, he'd be way up there, but since it's not, and since the power averages out to kinda plot-important but not completely, I put him here.

Allison: Rumors are obviously very important to the plot as a whole, both in Allison's personal journey and with they key rumors of repressing Vanya's powers and then of being throat-slashed. This normally wouldn't line up with how confusing her power is--mind control is pretty understandable so long as we put away the questions about how it works--but the scene that really boggles me is the "I heard a rumor I blew your mind" part. Like, what? I thought it was just make a person do a thing they can do, not making brain explosions! What is that!!! I know it's in the doomed timeline, but it still counts as a thing she can do. Theoretically I could use this one example to put her in the next category because of how many questions it opens up, but Five and Vanya are so plot important and confusing that they are a class on their own, so Allison gets to be with Klaus on this one in the kinda plot-important, kinda strange section.

The Utterly Wild:

Five: On the surface, Five's powers kinda make sense, except that they don't because the Umbrella Academy categorically refuses to make rules about time travel. Time-travelling back made him thirteen! And also made his siblings briefly children again too, unless that was a metaphor! How does changing the past change the future? How does it change your personal past? He can just completely rewind everything, which is sort of fine except that it also rewound and unshot him, even though he should still be travelling forward in his personal timeline! Also his powers run out even though nobody else's seem to, and maybe if they explained why that happened with even one line I could let it go but they have not! And my, oh my, the plot relevance of Five's powers. They are there to solve everything and kick off the plot, and also create problems on accident. Very confusing in the presentation of the power's rules, and very plot-relevant.

Vanya: Oh, Vanya, destroyer of worlds. Her powers are the exact opposite of Five's in terms of plot: there to ruin everything and end the plot, and also solve things on accident. They are the thing the plot is working to stop, so they're very important. They're also wild. Okay, sure, turning sound into energy, that's fine, I can play ball. Blowing up the moon, sure, that just takes a lot of energy. Destroying the world in the original timeline to a level where things are not absolutely atomized nearby, but also it seems like absolutely everyone is dead, and that's only with an energy blast or something? That's...hard to figure out exactly how it got done, but I guess that's fine. Holding up your siblings with weird energy beams as your skin and eyes are bleached white? Uh... Using your sound-based powers to heal a drowned child and gIVE HIM POWERS TOO??? WHAT? WHAT?????? VANYA WHAT ARE YOU DOING???????

So, in conclusion, the plot relevance of a power is directly correlated to how absolutely bonkers it is. People are free to disagree with my ranking, especially since I did rank this under the caveat of "not touching how any of this works," but I think it's pretty funny that the more the writers have to use a power in the plot, the more they freak out and slap extra stuff onto it and absolutely refuse to explain any inconsistencies that arise. (This is a very fun show to analyze at 3am.)

[yurtletheturtlehenderson]

READER REWRITE ANNOUNCEMENT: TUA ☂️ - TALLY CLOSED

I'm starting another love interest Tally, this one for the Umbrella Academy. Unlike the It tally, I don't really have any solid ideas for the characters but I DO have a pretty fucking big one for the reader. So, please let me know out of these character you would like to see as your love interest [BESIDES BEN, DONT WORRY THAT'S COMING]. If you have a preference and would like to vote, drop by my inbox [anonymously or otherwise, i don't mind either!], DM me, or comment here BUT remember, I can't respond to comments but I will see them, thanks and ily guys!

The Umbrella Academy x Reader [slight au] LI options:

Luther: ngl, I'm not crazy about him. I doubt he's gonna win cause I know he ain't usually a fan fav. Personally, I didn't really see a problem with him [until episode 8&9] in season one, I mean beside that whole weird allison subplot. Like the moon stuff, I didn't really notice it until people pointed it out then he got REALLY annoying the whole season. Season 2 luther I liked. Either way, I could easily mellow out his character if yall REALLY want him (lol kinda hope you don't 🤭)

Diego: my sweetie sweet sweetheart. I love this adorable mommas boy, he just wants love and affection and to be accepted and with what I have planned for the reader's plot [which is a definite thing] these two could honestly work SO well together, and be the affection starved babies together and shower each other with love 💘 [EDIT: HE WON! Ideas and plots are being further developed as of the 10th of September 2020]

Allison: I'm not gonna lie, yall I'm torn. Allison Hargreeves owns ALL my fucking uwus, she stole my fucking heart and I have a crush ngl. BUT I also LOVE her and Ray and the work they do and I sob so hard in season 2 for her and Ray and everyone and UGH I could NEVER TAKE THAT ARC AWAY FROM HER. I have an idea for reader and allison season 2 wise, her and ray would still be together lets just say

Klaus: [I know he dates guys, and I would be able to fit in Dave but I'm pretty sure he's pan either way!] Honestly, I'm a little scared about this one. I haven't wrote a BUNCH of scenes with klaus yet, but the few I have i have not been super proud of. I don't think I write his character very well, and Idk if thats just me or because its new but I'm scared to jump into a whole series with him, especially as a LI but ill do it for you babies if that's what you really want. Can't promise it will be good, but I'm trying lol

Five: honestly I'm scared about this one too. With the Ben fic, I haven't quite gotten to him yet so I don't know how i wrote him yet but I have some hope. Also, the age thing low key bothers me but he is a fan favorite and he does have some of the most screen time which would be convenient, his plot mixed with the readers plot would be VERY interesting indeed, and he does make me laugh so ehh its really up to you guys. Again, not sure how I feel??

Ben? Im already working on a ben fic as some of you might know, but then I was in the shower and my brain was like "heheh he heh, I know you haven't even published the first chapter of your ben fic and have 3 unfinished series, and 2 independent WIP but here's a REALLY cool idea for yet ANOTHER umbrella academy rewrite. Also no you can't have any writing inspiration for any of them" again, I suppose he's doable and already this would be considered an au so it wouldn't be much of a leap to A] ressurect ben, but that worries me cause the end of season 2 and I'd have to rely on hope I could catch whatever s3 threw or B] work in a way reader could see Ben which would be kinda hard but not impossible given my plot [edit: probably won't do him honestly. Not for this one. I want to try different characters for this one. Again, unless you REALLY want him, but again, I'm already making one with him so nows your chance to vote to see someone else]

Vanya: gorgeous baby angel, would be VERY interesting as a love interest and quite convient too. Plus she's adorable. Out of all of them, I have the most ideas for her

And finally...

I'm so fucking sorry I can't stop coming up with ideas, I wish I wish I WISH I could just make a story and stick to it but, I've just never been like that I'm sorry.

💕💕💕 - Yurtle

[nellie-elizabeth]

Grey's Anatomy: In My Life (17x09)

Ughhhh. I don't know how to talk about this episode. I'll do my best.

Cons:

See, I don't like Teddy. This episode doesn't change my mind. There's this awesome moment that I'll talk about later, where Amelia is tearing into Owen for not respecting Teddy's trauma. And like... good for her. I don't like Owen, either. And he certainly deserves to be put in his place. But Teddy and Allison were cheating. Teddy was the other woman. Adding in this history of having this woman be the "love of her life" when their relationship was built on sneaking around and lying to their friend? And this is before the trauma that supposedly justifies Teddy's lying? I just don't really buy it as a reason to totally forgive her and sympathize with her actions. If Teddy's treatment of Owen and Koracick is a trauma response, then... well, I'm sorry, but it doesn't just make it all suddenly okay. She still has to own up to it, and it's still completely fine if Owen never forgives her.

Also just... I really don't like it when shows do the whole idyllic flashbacks to a beloved person who has died. Allison seems absolutely perfect in every way, and Teddy's love for her is very cheesy and movie-esque... but I can't get over the infidelity thing. I really can't see past the harm they're doing to another human being, who doesn't even get to appear in Teddy's catatonic dreamscape. I also feel weird about appropriating the tragedy of 9/11 for this fictional character... for some reason it's hitting me in the wrong way, perhaps because I find it so hard to sympathize with Teddy.

I don't know if this was an intended consequence of the episode or not, but god, watching it made me dislike Owen more than ever. As much as Teddy annoys me, seeing their relationship drama from years ago, and then more recently, play out... it makes me realize what a joy-sucking, mopey, entitled asshole Owen Hunt really is. God, he's the worst. He was bad enough with Cristina, and then he and Amelia became instantly insufferable when they were around each other, and then Teddy? I remember liking Teddy, once upon a time! Sigh. The scenes where he's constantly talking to all of his exes and Teddy is trying to vie for his attention were effective at making me furious at Owen, although they didn't have the added benefit of making me sympathize with Teddy. Sorry I'm such a stone-cold bitch about this, but Teddy is not a compelling character to me.

Pros:

I want to take a second to praise the acting. This episode had a lot of weird, surreal material, a lot of brutal imagery, and on top of that a lot of dark comedy. I loved the way Owen and Teddy talked to each other during the dream dinner scene. It was so odd and off-kilter and strange and intense, and the performances were top notch. I do want to say, as much as I dislike Teddy and Owen as characters, that I was compelled by watching this episode because the strength of their acting. Same with Koracick. The surreal nature of all the different versions of Teddy's life, spliced together. All the roads not taken, all the relationships that might have been totally different if not for decisions in the moment.

I liked Meredith and DeLuca, both acting as guides inside the labyrinth of Teddy's mind. It's really chilling to see Andrew just walking around talking and being all cute. I'm going to miss him, and I'm still pissed off that they killed him. But Meredith is different, Meredith is still alive, and Teddy channeling her guilt into Meredith's fate feels like it makes a lot of sense. She can't go back to save Allison or Andrew or her parents or even Henry (I was so glad he at least got a mention), but Meredith might still be saved. I thought that was an interesting plot device.

In the real world, I've just got to give Amelia the MVP for being willing to come over, stick it out, help with the kids and with building a crib and with taking care of Teddy, and with putting Owen in his place. Amelia for the win. She's in such a healthy place right now. She's one character whose drama journey should be definitively over now, you know? She did all the hard things, and now she's got Link and they've got Scout, and Meredith needs to wake up and take her kids back... I don't know, I'm just so proud of Amelia and how she's circled back around to being a character I enjoy spending time with. Super satisfying to see her yelling at Owen, to be honest.

And that's where I'll stop. I'm trying to be fair, I know that this episode was not designed to be one of my favorites, considering the focus on some of my least favorite characters on the show. But for what it was, I found it clever and the acting was engaging, and it didn't make me hate Teddy more than I already did, so... that's a win?

7/10

[reblogthiscrapkay]

The Myth of Persephone in “Mythic” The Musical

Most of these Persephone Project posts are for books or chapters of books so it’s always exciting and mildly anxiety-inducing to encounter a visual medium to write about. I’ve only done one musical in these Persephone Project write-ups and that was for my favorite musical, Hadestown. Now the myth of Persephone is underlying in that musical, which is part of what made writing about it a unique experience and I eventually expanded and edited my original write-up for the Hadestown Zine. But then my buddy Suzi told me about this musical. It took me a while to work up the nerve to listen to it as it’s a teen pop rock musical version of the myth of Persephone. If you couldn’t tell from me saying Hadestown is my favorite musical, I should say that teen musicals are not really my thing. I think “Heathers” is the only one I would cite as really liking. I wasn’t even into teen musicals when I was a teen. But in the interest of post consistency, I’m going to divide this into two parts: one where I specifically talk about the way the myth is done and one where I just talk about the show. The Myth In this version of the myth we get a lot of interesting character development for Persephone and Demeter that is happening concurrently throughout the show. Because of the “teen musical” concept the main theme is heavy on the ideas of growing up, finding one’s place in the world, and accepting your children’s adulthood.

To zero in on Persephone first, we find out somewhat repeatedly throughout the first three songs that she has lived her whole life on Earth and hasn’t really met the other gods but is motivated by a desire to find a place where she feels like she belongs. We get the sense that she feels smothered by her mother, a bit superfluous next her mother, and that while she’s okay with her life she hasn’t seen enough of the world to feel like she’s sure she wants to stay where she is. She wants her own purpose basically. The idea of shifting a focus to Persephone and giving her these motivations gets an A+ from me and is obviously a common feature of modern adaptions of the myth (I think this is most comparable to George O’Connor’s Hades comic).

She bumps into Aphrodite and convinces her to take her to a party Zeus is throwing for Athena (Aphrodite and Zeus are main characters numbers 4 and 5, by the way, and have their own motivations that I will get to). Seph says some not at all nice things to her mother before she leaves when Demeter tries to stop her. At the party Persephone doesn’t really have much fun and bumps into Hades who has come to yell at Zeus about a surplus of virgins in the Underworld. They chit chat a bit, she tells him he’s nice and he denies it, but this is an establishing of their chemistry. Another common trope in modern retellings: having them meet before going under.

Aphrodite then decides she wants to “stir shit up” and plans to do that by getting Hades to hook up with her. He shoots her down and as revenge she curses him to kiss Persephone (who I think is also cursed because she goes from “wow, my first kiss” to “take me to bed” in literally twenty seconds). Now the idea of their relationship starting from a love god’s influence is an interesting detail that is uncommon but certainly not unheard of. Ovid did it as was the case with Allison Shaw’s Persephone comic but I think both of those used Eros instead of Aphrodite. Either way, the force of their passion (or like, the force of Hades’ horniness at this point) leads to them going underground and Aphrodite is immediately sorry for what she did. We get this unique detail about how spells are broken underground which I’ve never heard before but kind of organically makes sense. Like, why would earth/sky god magic have any effect in the land of the dead? It works.

Once underground, they break apart and get awkward. I haven’t really addressed it yet but the interpretation of Hades in this one has elements I have never seen. First of all, his primary motivation in this one is just to be left alone. Persephone asks him to take her home and he tells her he can only go above ground once every six months. This six months rule I have really never heard of but I guess it does set the audience up for six months being an important concept later on and provides a reason for him to not help her. I mean, that reason could have been a lot of other things but it’s a reason. He then tells her to just go away and stay out of trouble and when they meet up later he apologizes for getting her stuck down there but basically says there’s nothing he can do. Overall, his characterization at this point reads as someone who is trying very hard to be perceived a certain way (a “deep, dark damaged soul”) but is actually just kind of socially awkward and not in any way bad.

Alone Persephone basically decides to go around sprucing up the Underworld through interactions with Charon, Ascalaphus, and Minos. Hades gets annoyed about it (annoyance is kind of his primary emotion) and after he thinks about locking her up over it, they have a heart-to-heart about his daddy issues and this reputation he never wanted. It’s kind of their starting to fall in love moment. Persephone then gets attacked by furies and Hades saves her. They have another actually falling in love moment where Persephone convinces him that the Underworld is actually kind of great and he believes her.

This should clinch things for their relationship but then Aphrodite shows up in the Underworld to try to fix things (a thing that definitely never happens and also kind of can’t) and Hades tells Persephone to go with her because he seems convinced that his feelings are still a part of the spell or something. Persephone refuses and basically tells him off that she likes it here and runs away. Then she chooses to eat the pomegranate mostly for personal reasons but one seed is definitely for “the guy I love”. The whole interaction is curiously hostile. It leaves me in this weird place of wondering if I should even be supporting this relationship.

After eating, Demeter shows up (again, a thing she probably can’t do) and she and Persephone make up and offer some tearful goodbyes since Persephone can’t leave now. Hades comes after hearing about the seeds, apologizes, offers to make her Queen of the Dead, and they kiss or something. Then Aphrodite and Zeus show up (WTF) for some Zeus Ex Machina that doesn’t work. Persephone gives Demeter back her powers since she’s Queen, which she lost going underground I guess because of the established curse rule but it’s kind of flimsy, and Demeter sets the six months rule since she is the maker of fruit anyway. While this ending feels sloppy in a lot of ways, I like the idea that Persephone and Demeter did these things for each other. I just wish Demeter’s decision didn’t come off so self serving and this probably could have been solved with a tip from, of all things, the Hercules: The Legendary Journeys interpretation where Persephone says outright that she doesn’t want to be forced to chose between them. At least it’s better than Zeus setting the rule, which is how it is in basically every other telling (except like, Hadestown). 

In Demeter’s concurrent plot, her primary motivation is find Persephone, of course, but to do this she has to get over this fact that everyone thinks of her as a lesser goddess without any real power. This was really strange to me, but that set up does pay off. She takes down a cyclops, confronts Zeus (a thing from most myths!), and then destroys the crops on hearing what happened to Persephone (also good). So her story is actually fairly in line with a lot of myth retellings except for this inferiority thing. Where does this come from? Well, that’s where her plot rubs up against Zeus (and also Aphrodite and implicitly Hades). Zeus’ primary motivation is to stay in charge and part of how he does this is by belittling everyone else. The Act 2 reveal for Demeter is that Zeus was lying about her weakness, and she’s only been operating on half a tank forever. Effectively, Zeus is the antagonist of the story. Kind of interesting since in a lot of versions of this myth, Zeus approving Hades suit of Persephone or alternatively offering Persephone to him, is the catalyst to the rest of the story, but this is seen as a neutral thing.

Overall, there were some interesting choices in adapting this myth to a musical for a teen audience. I feel like the Demeter plot works really well and that the Persephone plot works pretty well too. The problem I have is with how the Hades and Persephone aspect of this story is handled. It has a lot of great notes to it, but it doesn’t really come together because of the need for frequent denials and a sort of uncomfortableness with Hades character. From a strict story perspective, the concept of Hades and how his relationship to Seph develops is one of the weakest things about the book.

So that leads me to... The Musical

This musical is, uh, kind of a mess. 

As I said before, the ending is really sloppy and the book handles Hades’ character and his relationship with Persephone really poorly. Aside from eliminating or reframing some of those million times he denies her, I think the musical could have really benefited from a song or a dialogue scene where Hades is the main character. Persephone and Demeter have really well developed motivations and personalities because they have a lot of moments where they are speaking more to themselves than anyone else and we can see what they really think and feel. Aphrodite gets a few moments of this in act one and a whole song (that I dislike so much I can’t even listen to it) in act two. Zeus has a whole song explaining his drive. But every Hades song is in the context of him speaking to Persephone with the exception of a very brief moment in “Summer All The Time” where we get an initial vibe for who he is. A moment in act two when we can actually see his real thoughts and feelings towards Persephone would do a lot for making their relationship (and maybe even his denials of her) make sense. I really like the two songs they have together but the utility of those songs is different from actually showing what Hades really feels.

There are other weird book issues, the relationships between Zeus, Hades, and their father springs to mind, but I gotta move on.

To talk a bit more about the music and lyrics, this musical has a lot of cringe. Like, a lot. I have a whole document of the cringiest lines in it and it’s much longer than my lists of “ridiculous but great” lines and “just great” lines. There are so many failed attempts at being hip that I physically cringe when I listen to the soundtrack and after 20+ times I’m still cringing. I get that it’s directed at a teen audience, but I work with teenagers. I know they would cringe with me. The lyrics that aren’t cringe have a tendency to be kind of trite or unmemorable. I think Demeter’s songs are the least cringe, but they’re also some of the least interesting musically. The music overall is kind of blandly enjoyable really. The songs are fun mostly and I do really like some of them (”My Own Place In The Pantheon” is cute, “Mess Around” makes me want to dance, “Dark, Damaged Soul” is so cringe that it loops back around to fun pop punk, “Rebellious Children” makes me laugh, and both “Not A Chance In Hell” and “Beauty In The Darkness” give me some feelings) but none are a brilliant work that I would send to my non-musical friends as purely a good song. 

So about the acting and singing. Well, let me be clear that I did not see either the London or the Montreal productions (although tragically I think the London production was running at a time I was in London and Montreal is a long but not in any way unreasonable drive from my house so I’m not pleased to discover this musical so late). My opinion is based on the London soundtrack and an audio bootleg of the Montreal show (which is how I know all the dialogue bits too). 

I think London Persephone has a better voice but Montreal Persephone makes better acting choices (pitches her voice down a bit so she sounds a bit more mature, reads lines in much more reasonable ways, etc).

Both Demeters are good singers but I think Montreal Demeter makes better acting choices. She feels more authentically Demeter to me by mitigating the coward aspects of London Demeter.

Between Hadeses there is no contest. I love London Hades’ voice. As a Hadestown fan I was skeptical of a tenor Hades but his voice has this very beautiful sound in the lower notes (he doesn’t sound like Michael Arden but Michael Arden’s voice also has this quality and I love it) and it’s very powerful and he has just the right vibe to sell it. Montreal Hades has a very reedy voice and overall gives off a distinct whiny teen vibe that is just all wrong. Young Hades I am totally fine with in a story like this but he has to be mature to compensate.

Both Aphrodites are great. The character of Aphrodite is a type, and I’m fairly certain you will always be able to find a good Aphrodite.

The Zeus situation is weird because the interpretations of Zeus are wildly different in both productions. London Zeus has a nasally voice and a kind of guido look and vibe that I think works great. He’s really slimy. I feel like he’s going to pull out a wad of cash to make someone sleep with the fishes. Montreal Zeus is more big personality gospel singer and is styled accordingly. It doesn’t feel right for the character as written but it’s a fully integrated performance.

For our minor Underworld characters, they were all male in London but Montreal made Ascalaphus and Minos women, which I wholly cosign but I think Minos should have been an alto. Also Alecto is in it but male which is weird because Alecto is female. She’s a fury. Basically they genderbent everyone but Charon, I guess. Okay.

If you’ve got a choice of which to listen to (like if you have a Montreal hook-up) I still say go with London overall. It’s on YouTube.

So finally, I’m going to talk about the aesthetic. Both shows seemed to have really minimalist sets, which I’d kind of have to see in action to understand. It seems like an odd choice but it might just be a cost effective one. Every image from London looks more like a concert than a show (by product of the success of Six, maybe?) but the Montreal shots look a bit more “acting-y.”

As for costumes, oh boy. Let me present an image of our mains from London:

So let me ignore the obvious for a second to say that Demeter in both shows is very hippie and Aphrodite is always blonde and wearing some kind of shiny silver thing. Both of these things work. The Zeus’ as I said before are very different but tailored to the performance being given.

Now, um

A list of responses from my musical-going and myth-aware friends about this picture: * That is NOT THEM. * Oh no. * Looks like the costume designer was really inspired by American Idiot. * This takes me right back to high school in 2003. For the reference this is Persephone’s underworld look specifically but since her above ground look is a black t-shirt, jean shorts, fishnet tights, and Converse it’s not much of a change. I think both shows adopt this idea that the Underworld changes your wardrobe.

This mid-2000s pop punk styling is just a weird choice all around (although you could argue that Hades is actually more classic punk while Persephone is very specifically mid-2000s but still). On a more minor note, what’s with the hair? I mean there’s nothing saying you can’t have a blonde Persephone but why do this when you already have two other blondes in the main cast? Usually Persephone is a redhead or has brown hair and that would have been nice. With Hades hair I don’t even know what to say aside from why? I’m not going to say that Hades should only have dark, grey, or white hair depending on age (I’m gonna think it though) but this was a really curious choice. Also, the facial hair. Is that a John Waters mustache or am I losing my mind?

Montreal did a lot better here.

Hades’ look is solid. I like the warlock coat and how it’s kind of a fast track to intimidating. I like how without it he’s kind of at an intersection of art student and goth. It’s all good. I don’t even mind the hair because at least it’s not silly.

Persephone’s look is fine. I’m a little ruined by my friend pointing out that her above ground outfit is really 70s, but I’m trying to forget it. It’s better; I didn’t say it was the best they could do. Her underworld look is a great idea but that dress looks really unflattering to me. Maybe something like a black leather-y obi belt would really improve the shape and bring a bit more underworld to the look. Not sure what’s going on in the middle picture unless she has two underworld outfits but it looks fine. The barrettes were definitely a choice. Was flowers too obvious? Flowers would be better.

Also, Ascalaphus is adorable.

So in conclusion, someone hire me to red pen this musical so it can be good enough to continue its life after covid. I have a special place in my heart for flawed musicals that need a good red penning. 

[wheredidhiseyebrowsgo]

Hello, I hope you’re doing well, I wanted to know if there is any Sterek fic where Stiles has a twin please ? Like « Cool story, bro » by drunktuesdays ?

So many, @sakuraoiwr! - Anastasia

cool story, bro by drunktuesdays

(1/1 | 13,087 | Explicit)

Based on a truly ridiculous conversation with Kalpurna about a hypothetical Stilinski Twins situation that ended up sounding something like:

“FUUUUUUCK, is it a sweet valley high situation where Stiles is very aware that his twin is way more attractive and confident than he is, EVEN THOUGH THEY’RE IDENTICAL, and he always ends up with the hotter significant others and more friends and Stiles guesses that’s why he’s attracted to the pack at first, because it’s something that’s just his, not his twin’s too. But of course, Stiles’s twin gets bit and now he’s part of Derek’s pack, and Derek doesn’t snap at him like he snaps at Stiles, never slams him into things, fucking FIGURES, STILES’S TWIN GETS EVERYTHIIIIIIIING.”

***

Awesome isn't Genetic by rarepairenabler

(1/1 I 943 I General)

Stiles' brother 'worries' Derek might break his heart.

and i thought it only a dream by bleep0bleep

(1/1 I 1,501 I General)

Derek only started getting the dreams a few years ago, and he knows what it means, his soulmate is younger than him. Laura teases him incessantly about it, but Derek doesn’t pay her any mind. The dreams are fuzzy at best, he only has a fleeting glimpse of plaid shirts and laughter and a pink mouth.

As Laura and he start on their roadtrip back to California from New York, the dreams start to get clearer. Every state they cross, Derek can see the outline of his soulmate get more defined, knows that he has brown eyes, a gorgeous smile and fluffy hair that looks soft to touch.

seeing double by redhoodedwolf

(1/1 I 5,767 I Teen)

When he was six years old, Miles Stilinski asked his mother why she chose to give his twin brother a weird name. 

Cobwebs and Flies Come Out by AlmostSilent

(2/2 I 7,979 I Teen)

Stiles has had his whole life to get used to the fact that Mikołaj, his non-identical twin brother, is just better than him. He’s also kind of a dick and loves rubbing Stiles’ face in how much better he is at everything.

Or, the one where Stiles has a twin, and a massive crush on Derek, these two things conspire to ruin his life, but maybe everything will work out for the best. Still, he has high school drama and a winter formal to get through.

Season of the Witch by StupidGenius

(1/1 I 9,025 I Teen)

"Derek!" Laura calls, right when he bumps into something.

Or someone.

Someone wearing a comically large black sun hat.

"I'm so sorry -" he starts. A hand lands on his shoulder, the person steadying themselves, and then it's like a jolt of electricity goes through him.

"Oh, it's okay. I should watch where I'm going, next time." Stiles laughs, cheeks pink.

---

Witches and magic shouldn't be real, and yet, Derek gets the feeling something Not Normal™ is happening in this town.

Anything for Charity by Rehfan

(9/9 I 19,536 I Explicit I Sterek)

A date with Derek Hale is on the hospital charity auction block.And Stiles Stilinski has his twin brother's credit card and a plan to finally get Derek alone.But will he have the courage to pull it off?

Double Trouble: Stilinski Style by teamfreedicks 

(9/? | 20,471 | Mature)

Stiles has a twin named Genim. After their mother died he moved to live with their aunt so their dad wouldn’t be overwhelmed with raising two rambunctious little boys on his own. Scott, having grown up with the both of them, knows about all the shit they get up to because of their combined smarts. Of course no one expects Genim to suddenly return to spend the summer catching up with Stiles. In which shenanigans and pranks ensue and for once everyone but Scott is confused.

Shadows We Make by Alwaysdreaming95

(13/? I 33,433 I Teen)

After Defeating the Nogistune Stiles twin, Jada, ends up coming back to Beacon Hills after living in Ireland. The only problem in this family reunion is abondoment and the trouble that follows her home. She tries to deal with her past traumas and her nightmares. This is a story that follows Jada in her journey to deal with the alpha and his pack that wants her dea and her new... old life in Beacon Hills.

Against All Odds by silveritas

(16/16 I 37,236 I Teen)

It is a universally acknowledged truth that a single alpha in possession of a good fortune must be in want of a mate.

Ain't nobody fresher than this motherfucking clique by graveltotempo

(1/1 I 38,999 I Not Rated)

Derek had somewhat entertained the idea that the school council was some kind of high rank which made the five of them inaccessible to anyone else. Instead of a supreme table with golden cutlery and high chairs, they were just sitting on table similar to the one he was sitting on himself.

Allison Argent, with her cute dimples and flawless aim.

Lydia Martin, with her incredible genius and terrifying presence.

Scott McCall, with his big puppy eyes and his natural leadership.

Jackson Whittemore, with his annoying attitude and fierce protectiveness.

And Stiles Stilinski with his joy of life and guarded eyes.

One thing Derek was certain of? Heather was messing with the wrong group of people.

Madness and Magnetism by theinspiredginger 

(13/? | 66,812 | Teen)

A hunter!AU were Stiles is born into the Argent family, and does not live up to the hunting prowess of his older twin, Allison. In an attempt to prove himself to his family, Stiles sets out take down the most vicious alpha of the area, Derek Hale. Through Stiles’ bumbling attempts to kill Derek, and Derek’s mocking banter, the hunt turns to a game and enemies turn to something more.

I Hunt For You With Bloody Feet by CharWright5

(26/26 I 200,462 I Explicit)

“Mates don't always mean happy ever after.”

When twenty-year-old born omega werewolf Stiles Stilinski received that cryptic email from his twin brother—who'd been missing for two years exactly—in a language the two of them had made up, his drive to find Stuart is doubled. The search leads him to Oak Creek, the most secured and heavily fortified city in all of California, where he finds that not only is his brother dead, but also the literal alpha of his Dreams in Derek Hale—who just happens to be his twin's Mate and the main suspect in Stiles' eyes. Despite an agreement to fight mutual feelings, the two are still drawn to each other as they try to solve the case themselves, uncovering a plot that goes deeper than the murder of just one wolf.

[usermischief]

scott throwing stiles out of pack for killing someone in self defense is a mite hypocritical considering Scott got Deuc to murder for him, planned to murder Gerard in s2, neglected to tell allison about her mom, not stepping in when she was planning to murder derek essentially taking out two birds-Gerard and Derek- out with one stone. All in cold blood. Scott was the deadliest in the show in that he was a hypocrite with an ego. He could have been great but the writers couldn’t write Scott at all

Tbh, the biggest problem here is that Scott believed Theo over Stiles and didn’t bother to ask Stiles if it’s true (but again, that whole fucking scene is a dumpster fire).

Okay, so.... I don’t think his bs Gerard plan matters too much in the context of Stiles being kicked out of the pack in s5. Scott did what he did in s2 (didn’t get any consequences............................. which still annoys me to no end), and then Scott changed his whole opinion on killing (at least that’s what we’re told, I guess???). You know, the whole “become a better Scott McCall bs. What we should be focusing on in this context is that Scott kicks Stiles out of the pack because he accidentally killed someone and then works with Deucalion to thin out Theo’s pack a few episodes later. I’m sorry, but if you bring a manipulative serial killer into the picture, you do not get the excuse of “Scott didn’t know Deucalion would manipulate Theo into killing Tracy and Josh...” just saying. Plus, let’s not forget that he wanted to throw Tierney and Jiang to the raging mob of hunters outside the police station in 6b. 

Scott came up with his “no killing rule” in 3a when they had to hunt Cora and Boyd, but then he changes his mood depending on what the plot needed. That’s the typical Teen Wolf issue: continuity. They constantly switch up how Scott thinks without any rhyme or reason. They have a goal, and they don’t give a shit how they reach it... and that only ends up hurting their supposed hero. 

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I have a prompt- This is first the first time submitting anything so I hope I'm doing it right. Anyways, can you write a fic where the whole family gets stuck somewhere and then klaus, the one nobody expects anything from, saves them with his telekinesis/levitation/whatever?

It’s 3am in the morning and I thought I would not this quick but then I got invested in the plot I made, and man I don’t know how buildings work so please suspend your disbelief and thank you @iwillsacrificeeverythingforklaus for the awesome request!

“Shit, Klaus, get down!” Ben’s voice rang in his ears and itwas all Klaus needed to dive away from the action. He was pretty good at thatto begin with, not used to his powers being of any help in close combat.  He narrowly missed the blast coming theirway, his mind instantly sent back to Vietnam. Focus, Klaus, focus. Not now.

Blinking away the images of war and dead soldiers, he couldhear Ben talking to him. His siblings.They were still cornered on the edge of the roof.

“Ugh, Ben, why do the baddies always have to be so dramatic?I mean, waiting for the Umbrella Academy to be back – I didn’t see that coming,by the way – it just a little much!” Ben shot him a grin.

“Sounds about right,” agreed Ben. Klaus looked back to the restof his siblings. Five was popping in and out, trying to evade the man anddistract him. He was ugly, in a very boring (but very, very dangerous)mechanized suit, shooting at Five. Klaus knew he couldn’t last much longer.Luther was injured, but still defending them, and Diego – well, his knives didn’tpierce through metal, so he was doing as much defense as possible.

Vanya wasn’t there, so that was their strongest person gone(she wasn’t ready for the world to realize who she was, didn’t trust her ownpowers in high-stress situations). Allison was preoccupied in fighting as well and making sure Luther didn’t bleed to death.

Ben was a ghost.

Things weren’t going too well! “Boy, we’re a little out ofpractice, aren’t we?” laughed Klaus. “You think you could go in there and help them,favorite brother o’ mine?” Klaus’ voice could never take on a serious tone,even in situations like this. Scratch that, especially in situations like this.But he knew Ben would understand – and looking at his brother’s slow nod, heknew he was right.

Klaus never liked to make Ben release the Horrors, not afterso long that he hadn’t needed to worry about them. But when they needed it, he wasthere. Klaus took a deep breath, channeling his power. He was more than gratefulhe had gotten far enough away from the fight to focus, it made everything amillion times easier. He didn’t need to look to know that it was working, thesounds the tentacles made were enough, followed with the groaning crunch ofmetal.

Thick thuds followed by sickening cracks, and Klaus knewthey had retaken the fight. The Horror threw the man from the building, manglednearly beyond recognition. The machines had been destroyed.

“Klaus!” shouted Ben, his voice panic-laced. Klausturned, his stomach dropping as he saw the expression of terror on Ben’s face. Heknew it from when they were kids. From when Ben took things too far when hecouldn’t get them to stop, from right before he –

Klaus let his powers slip, but the damage was done. The citybuilding was badly damaged, cracking, and Klaus was no architect but he knewthat couldn’t be good. His siblings were recovering but Five was passed out andKlaus knew he wasn’t dead, he would be able to tell, but it was so wrong to seefive so small and so… still.

The cracks were increasing, Klaus noticed, edges of thebuilding crumbling. Shit, would they have to pay for that? At least there was daddy’sinheritance money.

“Guys!” Klaus ran towards them. “Get out off there! You’regoing to fall!” As he ran closer, he felt someone stop him. Ben, looking scaredbut tentacles safely packed pack in his tummy.

“Stay back Klaus,” warned Diego. Klaus shook his head, strugglingfrom Ben. Why couldn’t he get free? They were his powers and they needed tolisten to him, needed to make Ben’s grip ghostly rather than corporeal so hecould do anything to stop this.

Allison was walking towards him, slowly, but the ground underher shifted. She fell, and Klaus watched in horror as the building was crumbling.

“Ben, can you grab them?” Klaus turned to his brother. Hiseyes were frantic, he couldn’t breathe. He felt like breaking down then and therewhen his brother shook his head.

“I’d kill them if I tried, Klaus,” said Ben. His wordscracked under guilt, and it broke Klaus’ heart, but they needed to do something.

“Ben! Ben, let me go!” Klaus shouted desperately, struggling.His brother’s grasp was firm, and Klaus cursed himself for having powers sotied to his emotions.

“Klaus you’ll just get hurt!”

Klaus couldn’t hear him. Tears gathered in his eyes as hetried to yank away, his arm outreached. Everything felt far too fast and yet hecould see every detail as his siblings fell away, fell down, he wasn’t going tobe able to live with himself after this, dammit, Ben!

“…Holy shit, Klaus,” said Ben, grip loosening.

Klaus stood frozen.

In front of him were his siblings. Floating. Not themselves,but on a giant slab of concrete.

“Klaus? A-are you doing this?” Allision’s voice was soft,but it felt earthshattering all the same. He didn’t understand, why wouldAllision think it was him? Of course, it was then that he noticed his outstretchedhand glowing the same eerie blue that seemed to be in a haze around the concrete.

He looked at Ben, who shrugged.

Klaus burst out laughing. There were still tears streamingdown his face and he was shaking, but holy shit. Like, holy shit. He wouldn’t believe it if he couldn’t feel the drain itwas having! “Fuck if only dear Father saw me now! I guess that bastard was reallyonto something, huh!” He couldn’t help the giggles breaking through his bittertone.

“Klaus, you need to get us – yourself as well – down safely,”instructed Luther. Normally his stupid self-righteous tone was more annoying thananything, but at that moment Klaus would have given anything to keep himtalking. Anything to give him direction; distract him from the very real possibilitythat his grip on this new…. Power, thing, could slip, sending his siblings to ayoung death.

“Great plan Luther, anyone have any tips on how the holyhell to do that?”

“Just focus on what you’re doing now Klaus,” said Diego,butting in. He was kneeling, holding Five’s unconscious body, and making eyecontact with Klaus. There was something like trust in his eyes, and it terrifiedhim. Still, Klaus nodded.

He was coursing with power, with adrenaline as slowly heattempted to lower his siblings down. He barely noticed when he was starting tofollow.

“Jesus, Klaus, you’ve been holding out on us,” muttered Diego.

And oh my God (the bitch) he was floating, he was in the airmoving slowly towards the ground with his siblings who were at least on a slabof concrete unlike him actually in theair – Klaus gasped as he slipped, dropping an inch.

“Klaus!” shouted Allison, grabbing tightly to Luther as theydropped. Klaus shook his head, eyes wide.

Less time being surprised about powers and more time spent tryingnot to die. Ben seemed to agree, or at least Klaus thought he would because whilehe followed, he didn’t say a thing.

The decent was spent in a thick, tense silence. His siblingswatched as his breathing became heavier, body shaking with exertion. When the ex-roofscraped against the ground, Klaus finally let go.

His feet hit solid ground, and he crumpled.

Within moments, Allison was at his side. “Klaus, Klaus, areyou alright?” Klaus looked up at her, giving a weak nod. He could hear sirensquickly approaching. He felt his sister’s grip on him, just as tight as Ben’s hadbeen, and thank god she was okay.

“Guys, Five’s awake!” Diego moved was helping adisorientated Five sit up. Already, his forehead had turned a nasty shade ofpurplish-greenish-blue.

“Five, I’m so sorry,” Ben’s voice cracked, but Klaus knew hewas the only one to hear him.

“Five,” said Klaus, gathering what energy he could, “Bensays he’s sorry.”

Five looks up, confused before slow realization finallyovercame his expression. Definitely a concussion, at least, then. He waved themoff. “No permanent harm done… you saved our ass’s there,” he paused. “Both ofyou.”

For a second, there was silence in their small bubble of theworld, despite the commotion going around behind them as police and ambulances finallypulled up.

“Five, let’s get you to a medic,” said Luther, popping the bubble.Allison returned to him.

“And don’t forget about yourself,” reminded Allison, voicelaced with concern. Luther stiffened, then nodded, helping Five out of Diego’shands.

Klaus watched them walk off from his rather comfortable spoton the ground. It was Diego that came to him next. “Do you need to get checkedout, bro?” He asked in a voice so soft, Klaus swears he’s only heard it when Diegotalks to Mom.

He shook his head.

“Klaus, they can look you over here, you won’t even need togo to a hospital. No ghosts,” assured Ben. Still, Klaus shook his head.

He smiled softly. “No, it’s alright Ben – Diego. Not hurt,just… exhausted,” he admitted. Diego nodded.

“Alright then, well, you can sleep in the car and Mom willlook you over when we get home. And we can talk about… whatever the hell thatjust was. Not complaining,” said Diego. Klaus could see him come up with theplan, nodding just barely to himself as if to confirm it while he spoke. “Allison,do you think you could…?”

“Deal with the police,” supplied Allison, once eyebrow raised.“I’m pretty sure that’s the most practical thing I can do. Take him home, I’ll be alright from here.”

Diego nodded. “Make sure Five and Luther are alright.”

Klaus felt almost dizzy just trying to keep up with the conversation.When Allison left to give her answers, he stood with the help of Diego. (Well,mostly Diego was carrying him while he went through the motions of walking, andit was cute that his brother thought he of all people might be embarrassed bysomething like being scooped up like a bride).

“That’s going to take some getting used to,” commented Ben.Klaus giggled.

“What?” Diego asked.

“Oh nothing,” said Klaus, “Just that I never thought Dadmight’ve been onto something with the mausoleum!”

Diego’s pace stuttered. “The what?”

Ben was looking at him, concern heavy in his gaze. Klausstuck his tongue out at his ghost brother. It was the worse way to go about it,but how many times have his powers been induced by stressful situations?

Klaus remembers Diego’s question. Ah, right, the detail wherehe didn’t actually tell anyone, Just his, Ben’s and their father’s littlesecret! Well, Dave too. Also Pogo. And probably Mom.

But that hardly counted.

Klaus waved him off, although the gesture was hardlyrecognizable. He felt too shaky and weak t do just about anything properly. “Longstory, not the time,” he settles on.

Diego doesn’t seem satisfied, but they’ve reached his car,but he doesn’t press Klaus on the matter anymore. Some part of Klaus hopes he’llforget it, but he has a feeling there was going to be a lot of things to talkabout once he had his nap.

So for now, he focused on the warmth of Diego’s hands as hehelped Klaus into the back of the car. “Go to sleep, Klaus,” said Diego gently,watching him from the mirror.

“They’re all going to be okay now,” reassured Ben.

“Thanks, guys…” Klaus mumbled. Finally, he let the exhaustionsweep over him, and slept.

[imagineseclipse]

Your Character Development Imagine

Season 1 Part 3 

School was average for you, over the course of a few days you started to feel very different, Not like the moody different, but different as in you felt like something was brewing inside of you. 

You didn’t know what it was and it frightened you a little. Recently you had developed a never- ending headache, it had occured one night when you were laying on your bed in your room. Numerous times you had passed out, not waking up until the next morning.

You had been avoiding Scott and Stiles like always. The only thing that had changed was the fact that Lydia had a new friend to play with. Her name? Allison Argent. And of course Scott Mccall had taken an interest in her.

“It’s y/n right?”A voice snapped you out of your thoughts, you looked up from your locker to see the new girl Allison standing next to you. She tucked her hair behind her ear offering you a friendly smile.

She was pretty, there was no denying it.

“Yeah, that’s me”you replied.

“I’ve noticed ed that you hang out with Scott and Stiles”she nodded.

“I don’t hang out with them, i tolerate them”you corrected her.

“I just wanted to introduce myself, I’m Allison”

“Well, nice name”you shrugged, not really knowing what to say next.

Allison shuffled from one foot to the other, playing with the bracelets on her wrist.

“Uhh i also wanted to invite you to Lydia’s party on Friday”she added.

“Oh- 

At this point you started to laugh a little.

-Oh you’re not kidding, thanks but no thanks”you sent her a small smile before disappearing down the hall.

The bell had rang already so people made their way to their classes, you’d now be attending english class and the door seemed to be blocked by two figures.

You recognised one to be Scott Mccall and the other to be Jackson Whittemore. Lydia’s boyfriend who was equally stuck up and annoying.

"Good morning”Scott chirped.

“All right little man. How about you tell me where you’re getting your juice”

“What?”Scott replied innocently as you approached the two.

“Where are you getting your juice?”Jackson growled.

“My mom does all the grocery shopping”Scott replies as if it was obvious. You snorted to yourself quietly.

“Now listen, Mccall- You’re gonna tell me exactly what it is and who you’re buying it from, because there’s no way in hell you’re out there kicking ass on the field like that without some sort of chemical boost”Jackson accused him.

“Oh you mean steroids. Are you on steroids?”Scott asked concerned.

You took this as your chance.

“He probably is, Jackson get off him what is wrong with you”you frowned as you pushed Jackson away from Scott.

“What the hell is going on with me?! What about you Mccall?”Jackson raised his eyebrows.

“You really wanna know? Well, so would i! Because i can see, hear and smell things that i shouldn’t be able to. I do things that should be impossible, I’m sleepwalking three miles into the middle of the woods, and i’m pretty much convinced that i’m totally out of my freaking  mind!”Scott exploded and for a second you felt sorry for Scott, knowing exactly what he was going through because you had been experiencing those things yourself.

Except for the sleepwalking. You would have weird dreams instead. You would often wake up in a cold sweat.

“You think you’re funny- Don’t you, Mccall? I know you’re hiding something, i’m gonna find out what it is. I don’t care how long it takes”Jackson threatened.

“Get out of here you dick, you obviously have nothing better to do”you interrupted the jock.

Jackson looked down at you and smirked.

“Y/n, you still go to this school, i thought you had left ages ago after the changing room incident?”he mocked. You let out a small growl before scowling at the spoilt boy. Everybody knew about the changing room incident in freshman year. It’s the whole reason why you put a ban on having friends. 

“Fuck you Whittemore, go choke on a lacrosse ball. In fact shove that lacrosse ball so far up your a-

“Just leave Jackson”Scott finished your sentence before it got too heated.

After Jackson had left Scott turned to you, a look of surprise on his face as he wasn’t expecting you to stand up for him like that.

You recognised the expression on his face.

“I didn’t do that to help you by the way, you guys were blocking the entrance to my class”you pointed towards the door behind Scott.

A look of disappointment flashed across Scott’s face before he disappeared down the corridor. Your class had been shorter than you expected, probably because of the trial Lacrosse game.

You slung your bag over your shoulder, packing up your belongings and headed for the exit. However your attempts to leave were cut short because you were pulled to the side by Stiles Stilinski.

“And here i was thinking that you had finally left me alone, i thought i was able to live a peaceful life”you grumbled sarcastically.

Stiles ignored your comment as he grabbed another student by the collar, pulling them in to stand next to you. Stiles glanced at you, then looked away his eyes switching back to you almost instantly as he inspected your eyes.

You were starting to feel uncomfortable with all of the staring.

“Seriously y/n are you messing with us are they eye contacts because they are getting brighter”Stiles asked.

“Are you kidding m- You began to get annoyed with Stiles’ unnecessary comments. But before you could cuss Stiles out you noticed Scott’s movements out of the corner of your eye.

He was bouncing around impatiently.

“Stiles i’m playing the first elimination- man can it wait?”Scott asked.

“For once i agree with mr.canine over here, can’t this wait?”you repeated.

“Just hold on okay? I overheard my dad on the phone. The fiber analysis came back from the lab in L.A. They found animal hairs on the body from the woods” Stiles explained looking in between the both of you waiting for a reaction.

You and Scott both stood with no expression on either of your faces.

“Stiles, i gotta go”Scott protested.

“I don’t have to go but i want to”you retorted.

“Wait y/n, no Scott! You’re not gonna believe what the animal was! It was a wolf”Stiles flared his arms up in the air.

His explanation had fallen on deaf ears because you had already left and Scott was making his way to the field.

Apparently he’d made first line, you weren’t physically there but social media had told you everything.

This confused you because Scott wasn’t really that good at lacrosse, you weren’t even close friends with him but it was obvious. Meanwhile you were dealing with your own problems, you had been suffering with an indescribable back pain for days along with your headache. To top it off you had been having visions aswell.

Visions of the Nemeton, and visions of a place much different to Beacon Hills. During your dreams you would have the same headache you had been experiencing that was until you reached the magical place.

You were surrounded by nature,  and animals. Magic filled the air and you felt as though you were at peace. You hadn’t felt like that in a very long time.

The headache that you had been enduring was at it’s worst, your mind was clouded and you lay on your bed in agony. Your room was dark and gloomy, that’s how you liked it but that was before the attack. Now something about the dark wallpaper made you feel unsettled.

Your ringtone echoed around your room making you jump slightly. You groaned before snatching up your mobile from your night stand.

Unknown number. This was out of the blue because you never gave out your phone number. Ever. You swiped across and held the phone to your ear, not saying a word.

“Y/n?”A voice squeaked.

You didn’t know whether you were sighing with relief or if you were sighing out of frustration.

“Stiles, so first you found out my address and now suddenly you have my number. I’m starting to think that you are stalking me”you rolled your eyes.

“Dad’s a cop”Stiles muttered quickly before moving on.

“Haven’t you seen the school website?”he asked briskly.

You had to give him credit, he didn’t give up easily.

“What about it?”you yawned.

“We’re lab partners”he answered, you could practically feel the grin he was sporting on the other end of the phone.

“What a coincidence” you replied a hint of sarcasm in your voice, you pressed the loud speaker button instantly regretting it as Stiles’ voice echoed throughout your room. 

“Are you implying that i did this y/n”Stiles hummed.

“I wouldn’t be surprised”you shot back.

“And how would i pull this off, i don’t work at the school”Stiles argued, digging himself a deeper hole.

“Dad’s a cop”you mimicked his voice.

“Anyway do you know what this means y/n?”Stiles continued, ignoring your last comment.

“This means that i can poison you during class and i can make it look like an accident”you plotted smugly.

“Are you sure you aren’t responsible for the body in the woods”Stiles joked, laughing at himself quietly.

“Okay moving on, we need to start studying as soon as possible”Stiles demanded after coughing his joke away awkwardly.

“I would love to”you lied.

“But unfortunately i’m kinda busy”you lied again.

“Great, i’ll text you my address. Be here in the next ten minutes”he ordered before hanging up.

You stared blankly at the ceiling.

“What the hell just happened”you asked yourself.

You must have been possessed of something because you found yourself actually slipping on your beaten down converse, you found yourself actually driving over to the Stilinski household.

You hesitated before knocking on the door, finally deciding to turn back on your heel and drive back home. However before you could even make it back to your car Stiles’ front door opened and you were dragged inside.

You smacked Stilinski’s hand away.

“If you keep touching me like that i will cut off your hands one by one”you growled.

“I’m going to take you to my room y/n”Stiles nodded.

Your eyes narrowed and you scrunched up your nose in disgust.

“Never say that again”you warned.

“Well i was just telling you before you think i’m kidnap-

“Just go up the stairs loser”you let out a long breath before following Stiles up to his bedroom. His room was exactly how you thought it would be.

-Not that you had imagined it or anything, but the walls were blue, newspaper scattered the floor. It was a mess, just like Stiles. However something about it made you feel welcome.

“You have one hour Stilinski, then I’m leaving”you informed him.

He avoided eye contact for a moment before forcing a grin onto his face.

“We’re not actually studying are we?”you pinched the top of you nose debating on whether to strangle him or hang him out of the window by his feet.

“There’s something I want you to see”Stiles jumped over to the seat at his desk.

“Are we even lab partners?!”

“Yes we are actually! Look you can’t knock a guy down for trying I saw my opportunity and I took it”

“Bye Stiles”you said, before making your way over to his bedroom door, swinging it open to see a confused Scott McCall.

“Of course you would turn up”you muttered to yourself. Scott sent you a genuine smile before ushering you back into the room.

“Please just listen to what he has to say, then I promise he will leave you alone”Scott whispered, although somehow you heard it clearly. Like he was talking normally.

“Fine”you grumbled.

Stiles grinned at you both, before clumsily sprinting over to his door shutting it behind you.

“Both if you get in here,you gotta see this thing. I’ve been up all night reading- websites, books all this information”he exclaimed excitedly.

“How much adderall have you had today?”Scott asked as he sat down on Stiles’ bed.

Stiles twitched a little before smiling.

“A lot, doesn’t matter. Okay, just listen”

You smirked, slightly entertained by this on edge version of Stiles.

“Do you want some more?”you asked teasingly.

Scott’s eyes widened as he shook his head with disapproval.

“Oh, is this about the body? Did they find out who did it?”Scott questioned. Your interest in the conversation was never really there in the beginning so your eyes started to wander around Stiles’ room looking at the small details.

“No, they're still questioning people, even Derek Hale”Stiles replied, his own eyes landing on you as you walked over to his wall tracing your fingers over his posters.

“Oh, the guy in the woods that we saw the other day”Scott remembered.

“Yeah! Yes. But that's not it, okay?”

“What, then?”you shrugged, involving yourself in the conversation again.

“Remember the joke from the other day? Not a joke anymore. The wolf - the bite in the woods. I started doing all this reading. Do you even know why a wolf howls?”Stilinski began to ramble on.

“Should we?”Scott’s pupils flickered over to you.

“It's a signal, okay? When a wolf's alone, it howls to signal its location to the rest of the pack. So if you heard a wolf howling, that means others could have been nearby. Maybe even a whole pack of 'em”Stiles pointed towards the computer screen, proudly showing off the research he had done.

“A whole pack of wolves?”you raised your eyebrows at the teen.

“No - Werewolves”Stiles corrected you.

“Are you seriously wasting my time with this? You know I'm picking up Allison in an hour”Scott became frustrated.

“I saw you on the field today, Scott. Okay, what you did wasn't just amazing, all right? It was impossible”

“Why am I starting to wish that I was there”you interrupted, talking to yourself.

“Yeah, so I made a good shot”Scott shot back as if it wasn’t a big deal.

You could feel the tension rising between the two best friends. Normally you would live for this kind of drama but it just didn’t seem right this time.

“No, you made an incredible shot, I mean - The way you moved, your speed, your reflexes. Y'know, People can't just suddenly do that overnight. And there's the vision and the senses, and don't even think I don't notice that you don't need your inhaler anymore”Stiles’ voice grew louder.

“Where do I fit into this, if you really think I’m a werewolf then think again, I can’t run to save my life even after the attack”you announced.

Stiles eyes sparkled as he made his way over to you, guiding you over to the bed next to Scott.

“Don’t touch m-

“Okay sorry! Sorry!”Stiles apologised before raising his hands.

“See this is the brilliant part y/n, you were only scratched”Stiles clapped.

“How is that brilliant?”you enquired, glaring at the living meme.

“Because, it wasn’t deep enough to turn you into a werewolf like the bite which is what Scott received but it was deep enough to trigger something else inside of you”Stiles almost threw his notes at you.

You narrowed your eyes at him, picking up the notes that he had made from the floor.

As your eyes scanned over them, your heartbeat rapidly increased.

Scott paused to glance at you, he could hear and feel your heart racing.

You didn’t want to admit it but a lot of what Stiles had written was making sense. The control you had over the animals, the sparkling dust, the visions, your eyes and your change of skin colour.

He’d even found an explanation for your aching back.

“This is ridiculous”you choked out as you read that you were going to develop wings.

“I’m not a freaking magical Pixie, something is seriously wrong with you”you angrily pushed the notes back towards Stiles.

You didn’t want to believe it, but it was all adding up. When you’d previously researched the Nemeton Tree a lot of supernatural theories had come up. But that’s all you thought they were. Theories.

Scott could see that you were growing worried about your changing body.

McCall stood up.

“Okay! Dude, I can't think about this now. We'll talk tomorrow”

“Tomorrow?! What? No! The full moon's tonight. Don't you get it?”Stiles rushed around his room, gathering the paper.

You stayed where you were, your mind was racing so you wasn’t really tuned in to this part of the conversation. Were you really growing wings, could you actually do magic?

“What are you trying to do? I just made first line. I got a date with a girl who I can't believe wants to go out with me, and everything in my life is somehow perfect. Why are you trying to ruin it?”Scott yelled, snapping you out of your trance.

“I'm trying to help. You're both cursed, Scott. You know, and it's not just the moon will cause you to physically change”

It was your turn to stand up and address Stiles this time.

“So, if I was a pixie, fairy or whatever- what’s going to happen to me on the full moon?”you bit your nails.

“From what I’ve read, nothing happens to you on a full moon. However I’m pretty sure that there are certain days of the week in which your magic is strongest for example on Wednesday I saw you unintentionally turn on the Bunsen burner by yourself”Stiles exposed you.

“You saw that?”your cheeks flushed red for the first time and you immediately shook it off, returning back to your annoyed self.

“You’re not actually buying this are you y/n?”Scott’s mouth dropped open. He didn’t expect you of all people to be easily persuaded.

“Of course not, it’s just intriguing to see how invested he is”

It was Stiles’ turn to roll his eyes at you. He finally thought he was getting through to you.

Stiles looked at his best-friend once more a pleading with him mentally.

“Look, tonight’s the night when your bloodlust will be at its peak”Stilinski begged.

“Bloodlust?”Scott folded his arms.

“Yeah, your urge to kill”

“I'm already starting to feel an urge to kill, Stiles”Scott was now fuming. You’d never seen him so angry, but deep down you knew that it wasn’t him.

“I can finally relate to Scott for once”you dipped back into the conversation once more, picking up Stiles’ items inspecting them and placing them back down again.

Stiles raised his finger, telling you to wait.

“You gotta hear this. "The change can be caused by anger or anything that raises your pulse." All right? I haven't seen anyone raise your pulse like Allison does. You gotta cancel this date. I'm gonna call her right now”

Stiles reached forwards to snatch Scott’s phone out of his hands. You watched the altercation with a lump in your throat.

You wasn’t usually this sensitive.

“What are you doing?”Scott became more irritated by the second.

“I'm canceling the date”Stiles started to scroll through Scott’s phone. Scott must’ve seen red suddenly because he grabbed Stiles after throwing his seat across the room. Throwing him up against the wall.

“Scott you idiot what are you thinking?!”you called out startled.

You immediately leaped towards the two boys, shoving Scott away from Stiles. You stood in front of Stiles protectively. Stiles’ eyes were fixated on you, his breathing erratic.

He couldn’t believe what you had just done, he was sure that you were going to leave him to get torn apart by the Lacrosse player. Deep down a part of you believed Stiles through all of his madness.

The team captain took a second to realise what he had actually done. His lips were slightly parted.

A look of regret formed on his face as he grabbed his jacket from Stiles’ bed.

“I'm sorry. I - I gotta go get ready for that party. I'm sorry”Scott choked out before fleeing into the night.

You and Stiles stood opposite each-other in silence for what seemed like forever, both trying to process what had just happened.

“Y/n, I-

“I don’t want to hear it”you voice trembled as you lifted your finger, putting him on pause.

For the first time Stiles didn’t see you as a teenager with serious anger issues. He saw that you were vulnerable and that you were just incredibly misunderstood and you were going through something at the moment. He could see you were struggling to find yourself.

“Thank you”he mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck.

Something caught your eye.

“Stiles, your crazy ass is gonna wanna see this”you strode over to his desk chair, ignoring his thank you as you picked the spinning seat up off the ground.

Three claw marks were now engraved into the leather.

“Okay, I’m not going to give you the satisfaction yet, but if I did believe you. If what your saying is true then how do we change back”you tilted your head to the side.

A mischievous smile spread across Stiles’ face.

“Just stick with me, we’ll figure this out”Stiles promised.

“This doesn’t make us friends”you reminded him sternly.

He nodded his head as if he was mocking you.

“What about Scott? I mean if the full moon really does affect him no one’s gonna be there to stop him isn’t that your job as his bestfriend?”you thought aloud.

Stiles had gotten lost in his own thoughts for a second, he finally looked up at you.

“Get your jacket, we’ve got a party to go to”Stiles declared.

“No chance, the keyword in that was ‘your’ not me”you stayed.

“There is no way in hell I am going to Lydia Martin’s party I’d rather die”you added folding your arms, adamant that you weren’t leaving.

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Three Words | Teen Wolf Imagine AU

Pairing: Derek Hale x Female Reader

Plot: Derek Hale is getting married to you. ;)

Wordcount: 1,930 (7-minute read)

Warnings: This is oozing with Fluff! The story is narrated from Derek’s POV. Welcome to Derek Hale’s mind! Enjoy!

A/N: I’m experimenting with my narration. Hope y’all lemme know what you think!

(Photos aren’t mine! They belong to their rightful owners!)

I never thought this day would ever come. I’ve been on the run for half of my life. From hunters, then from the FBI. For some time, I’ve looked at the world as a hostile place. It’s never safe anywhere for supernatural beings like me. But now, as I fix my tie, I’m convinced that all of that has changed. I’m getting married to the most beautiful woman in the world today. A smile draws up on the corners of my mouth as I think of that.

I’m facing the window, overlooking the garden where I’ll soon be exchanging vows with Y/N. Scott comes in appearing a little flustered. 

“Dude, sorry I’m late. I had to pick up Allison,” Scott says to me.

“Hey, no problem,” I said, as I grab his hand and give him a brotherly bump on the chest. “I’m just glad you could make it, Scott.”

“I still can’t get over the fact that you didn’t make me, your beloved uncle, your best man,” Peter suddenly appears on the doorstep. His expression is pretentiously bothered.

“Call yourself lucky ‘cause I cared enough to invite you to my wedding,” I say to Peter. He then rolls his eyes at me. I shake my head at him then ignore him.

“Looks like I don’t even have so much to do here. You’re all dressed up, and the rings are where they’re supposed to be, and almost everyone’s here,” Scott says to me. I smile at him then look at myself in the mirror while adjusting my tie.

“Just help me make sure I don’t make a fool out of myself today, Scott.”

“Dude! Who knew you’d look fucking handsome in a tux?” Stiles comes to the room rushing in. I can tell he’s pretty excited for me too. I exhale in his humor. That kid hasn’t changed one bit even after college.

“Thanks for coming, Stiles. You better not mess up my wedding day,” I say to him.

“Oh, come on, Derek. The only person who’d probably wanna mess up your wedding day is Kate Argent...” He trails off. “And Miss Blake, probably. And Braeden,” His eyes darting around as he enumerates. “All of your exes, pretty much,” Stiles says, nodding in certainty. 

“Hey, no one’s coming to ruin your wedding, man. Don’t worry about it. Argent’s got Kate covered already. Miss Blake won’t be back for you. And Braeden...you know it didn’t work out with you guys,” Scott says to me encouragingly.

“Besides,” Stiles interrupts. “We’ve got the whole pack surrounding us. And if trouble comes, Peter will be the first one to take care of it. Right, Peter?” Stiles looks at where Peter was standing but didn’t find him there or anywhere in the room. “Dude, wasn’t he just here a minute ago?”

“Forget him,” I say to them. “Damn it, I’m so nervous. I wish liquor still had an effect on us.” I rub my palms together in anxiousness.

“It’s that bad, huh?” Scott asks me, grinning amusedly. I think about it.

“I guess so,” I rub my nape as I look at the window again. “Why do I feel like this is scarier than all the chances we had of getting killed?” I turn my back to the window and look at them, expecting an answer. Scott and Stiles look at each other, both still smiling.

“Maybe because you don’t wanna mess it up?” Scott says.

“Yeah,” Stiles adds. “Not just the wedding, dude.” He pats my shoulder.

“The marriage,” Scott finishes. “This is good. It means you’re not gonna hurt her.”

“I’d kill anyone who would,” I say to them, and they both pat my shoulders to release the tension that suddenly elated at the thought.

Finally, the time for the ceremony comes, and my palms are sweating like hell. I stand at the altar beside Scott, anticipating for when my bride, Y/N, finally marches the aisle. Y/N always wanted a rustic garden wedding, and I always wanted to be wed with her. After I had rebuilt my family’s house, we paid tribute to them and decided we get married inside the Beacon Hills Preserve. Y/N said it would be nice to make a new and positive memory to my family’s home. She really thinks of everything.

It’s a perfect day to get married to Y/N. The start of October Fall has brought a good tone to our wedding. Beacon Hills isn’t as dark as it usually is. I quietly glance at everyone we’ve invited. On the right side of the audience are Y/N’s small family and an intimate number of friends. On the left side sit mine: Peter, Cora and her husband carrying their 2-month old baby, Malia, Sheriff Stilinski, Melissa, and Argent. At the back seated are Deaton, Isaac, Erica, and Boyd. 

The wedding march begins. The acoustic quartet starts to play a song. And I can’t wait to see Y/N’s figure to emerge from the back of the whole entourage.

Liam happens to be the ring bearer and he marches first. Scott and Stiles decided on it. The flower girl, Cora’s 5-year-old daughter, follows. Then Stiles and Lydia, being the bridesmaid and groomsman. Allison is Y/N’s Maid of Honor and walks alone. The acoustic quartet starts to play ‘Canon in D Major’. 

Finally, there she is. 

I’ve never seen her look so beautiful.  Look at my princess. She looks so perfect in her lace dress. Her little head crowned with flowers. Her mere presence always made me forget of my vicious side. She’s always been the only good thing in my life when things weren’t; when things were hopeless. The pack calls me ‘sour wolf’ but she always calls me ‘sweetie,” always so endearing. Her tone, always so warm when she says my name. 

I’m getting married to her but I still wonder how she manages to be so pure, and goofy, and hot all at the same time. I shake my head at that the thought because that’s when she takes a glance at me while she walks the aisle gracefully with her father. God, look at her. Look at the woman I’m about to be married to. 

Her father shakes my hand and eyes me the statement, “Take care of my daughter or you know what’ll happen to you.” I finally grab Y/N’s hands. To my surprise, they’re cold too. Her smile is so big and refreshing, and I could hear her heartbeat pounding in her chest. I wish she could hear mine, too. It’s pounding too. It’s pounding strongly just for her. This feeling is beyond my understanding.

“Hey,” Y/N says to me. I say the same thing to her. “You ready?” Her rosy lips draw a grin at me.

“Ever since I met you, babe,” I say to her.

God, I must’ve done something right in this life to be in this moment right now. Here she is, standing in front of me. Those Y/E/C eyes gazing at me, sparkling with excitement and nervousness. The wedding officiant now tells us to exchange vows. I start with mine.

“My dear Y/N, my love for you will always be whole and will never wither, will never doubt you, and will never love another. I’ve loved you since the day you learned my name; especially when you said it repeatedly for the first time because I froze on the fact that you knew my name. 

I promise to listen to you. To laugh at your silly, but mostly funny jokes; to listen to your dreams and wishes; to your problems, and worries. I promise to keep you away from insecurities as possible for you have no reason to be insecure. I promise to be there on days you need me. To protect you from harm. I promise to hold you only with gentle hands. I promise to compromise with you in a disagreement. To massage your neck when you need me to. And give you the whole tub of ice cream on a bad day.

Y/N, your eyes make me weak every time they set their gaze on me, but your love makes me strong. I only want to see your smile when I wake up in the morning because it always tells me that everything will be all right. I will always love the way you say my name because it always sounds tender to my ears. I will always love holding your hands because they’re the perfect fit for mine.

You are my anchor, Y/N L/N.

I promise to be with you in your darkest hour. I will hold your hand and embrace you when you feel defeated. I’ll cry with you and binge-watch anything with you. I will always be your best friend, and I will leverage on being your husband from there. I will always respect you, and honor you as my wife, my love, my Y/N,”

Y/N starts with her vows.

“My dear Derek, I still couldn’t believe my eyes that you’re here, exchanging vows with me. It’s almost the same way when I first heard your friends call you ‘sour wolf,’ because you’ve been nothing but sweet and gentle to me. Derek, I love everything that your handsome face does, I even love it when you look annoyed. I love the way you look at me because you look at me with your kind eyes.

Derek, I promise to coax you when you need me to, even if you tell me you don’t. To care for you when you’re hurt or bruised. I promise I won’t pry on things you don’t want to talk about. But if I know that it bothers you, I promise to convince you that we’ll go through it together. I promise to massage your temples on a hard day and be kinder to you during the full moon. I promise not to nag at you when I’m stressed or frustrated.

I promise to listen to your pack stories, your plans, your goals, and dreams. Your thoughts will always matter to me. I promise to stand beside you in times of troubles and impossible things. I promise to trust you when you tell me to. And I promise to put back the toothpaste cap on and squeeze it from the bottom of the tube.

I love seeing you get excited about the things you love and enjoy. I don’t care how different we are, because, to me, we are one.

I’m excited to share so many things with you. Breakfasts, naps, movies, silences, sunrises and sunsets, and the future ahead of us. I’ve loved you with all my heart, Derek Hale, and I always will. The love in my heart will always renew every day, just as the day does with the sun. I promise to cherish you and honor you as my partner in crime and in life; as my husband and soulmate, my dearest Derek.”

I’ve never felt my face so wet with tears since I lost my family. But here she is, Y/N L/N, now taking my name, finally being my new family. Y/N and I both take sharp breaths as we smile at each other, slowly taking in our vows to each other. For a long moment, I forgot that our families and friends are with us at this very moment.

Y/N and I keep our hands holding each other’s as we exchange rings and take each other as husband and wife. Our voices shake as we talk, awaiting the life we’ll live after we say those three words that will change our lives forever.

What do you guys think?? Did I do Derek some justice?? Hope y’all like it! Tell me if you wanna be tagged! 

P.S. I have a Scott x Reader imagine coming up!

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Human: A Teen Wolf Fanfiction - Chapter 13

Plot: A Teen Wolf fanfiction based on an original character, Sophia Tuteur.Sophia Tuteur is Scott McCall’s cousin. They are both the same age, and she has been living with Scott and his mom since she was eight years old, since her parents are always on the road due to work. This is Sophia’s point of view to everything going on.(Story does take place in the same timeline as the show.)

I was sat on my bed going through some supernatural books, trying to find an answer to what is happening with Lydia.

“Hey Soph, find anything?” Scott asks walking into my room.

“Nothing. I mean she may be anything, but we won’t know exactly what she is until she shows signs. For all we know she could still be human.” I tell him.

“Do you think she’s still human?” He raises an eyebrow.

“No.” I sighed.

“Okay. Well keep looking, we have to be prepared for whatever she is.” Scott says, turning around to leave.

“Hey. Wait. Where are you going? Aren’t you going to help me?” I ask, getting annoyed that I’m the only one doing anything.

“I’m going to go see Allison.” He said nonchalantly.

“Are you kidding me Scott? Am I just supposed to do this by myself?” I said pointing at all the books.

“You’re the smartest one, Soph. Don’t you say all the time how Stiles and I just slow you down?” He quipped.

“Yeah, but- I- ugh fine. Where is Stiles anyways? He hasn’t answered any of my calls or messages.”

“He’s at the hospital.” He softly says, looking down at his feet.

“Of course he is.” I mumbled, looking back at the books acting as if my feelings weren’t hurt.

“You know what, I’ll call Allison and tell her I can’t make it.” Scott said pulling out his phone.

“No. No. Go. I’ll be fine, Scott. Go. I insist.” I tell him.

“Okay. I’ll be back later, and once I’m back I’ll help you go through the rest of these books.” He smiles.

“Thanks. Oh Scott.”

“Yeah?” He stopped at the door and turned to look at me.

“Try not to get killed.”

“Ha ha funny.” he mocks.

“I wasn’t trying to be. I’m serious. Try not to get killed.” I repeat myself.

“I’ll try not to.” He says, walking away.

I sighed at the sight of the books splayed out on my bed. This is going to be a long weekend, and I still have homework to do before Monday comes.

I glanced at my phone hoping for some sort of distraction. I picked it up and began to scroll through the messages, hoping for some sort of distraction.

My eyes landed on an unread message from a classmate, Isaac Lahey.

Isaac was a quiet kid in two of my classes, he was also on the lacrosse team with the boys. He was a nice boy, kept to himself most of the time. He had asked me out to the dance but it was at the time where I thought I was still going with Stiles, so I had to turn him down. Starting to really regret that decision.

I clicked on the message:

Hey Sophia. I was wondering if you had the notes for Mr.Harris’ class on Friday?

“Hey Isaac! Yeah! Do you want me to come over and drop them off?” I replied back. Less than five minutes later, he had replied back.

No! Uh I won’t be home. can u just send me a pic of them. Please.

“Yeah! Of course :)” I attached a picture of our Chemistry notes, “Here you go! if you have any questions, feel free to ask :D”

Thanks Sophia! You’re a real life saver!! I owe you ;)

Before I could respond I had another message from him.

Oh crap that wasn’t supposed to be a winky face!

“Haha no worries Isaac ;)” I sent back, with a smile on my face.

I heard about the dance. Hope you’re okay.

“Yeah. I’m good! Thanks for asking. Again I’m sorry about the dance.”

Hey don’t worry about it. It was my fault. I waited too long to ask.

“If it’s any consolation, I do regret not going with you.” I confess to him.

Thanks! Maybe we can get together sometime...

“Yeah I would like that. A lot.” I smiled.

Sounds good! I have to head to work. I”ll text you later with the details :)

Maybe this was a sign that I needed to move on from my pathetic crush on Stiles. If he wasn’t interested in me, there was another boy who was.

I set my phone down with a huge smile on my face. I’ve made the right choice. With my new rush of positive attitude, I picked up another supernatural book and began flipping.

I was immediately interrupted by my phone ringing. I looked down at the screen to see Scott’s name on the cover.

“What’s wrong Scott?” I asked immediately sensing something was off.

“It’s Lydia. She’s missing.”

“What do you mean, she’s missing? Like is she just wandering the hospital?”

“No. She’s missing, missing. She just vanished. They can’t find her anywhere in the hospital.” he says.

“How?” I asked completely lost.

“I don’t know. Stiles just called and said she’s gone. And here’s the kicker, she’s naked.” Scott informs me with this new information.

“She’s naked?” I exclaimed, not sure if I heard him correctly.

“That’s what Stiles told me. I’m meeting up with him right now.”

“Okay, and what am I exactly supposed to do?”

“Meet me at the hospital.” he tells me.

“Okay. I’ll see you there.” I tell him, then hang up.

I grab all my things and throw them in my backpack. I race to the hospital on my bike.

I see Scott waiting by Stiles’ Jeep for me with the passenger door open.

“Help me put my bike in the trunk.” I tell him. He helps me put my bike in the trunk

“Get in. Stiles will be out soon.”

I toss my heavy backpack in, before getting into the backseat.

“What the hell do you have in there?” Scott asks, after my bag made a loud thump.

“I brought a couple of books I thought might help us.” I shrugged.

“Before Scott could respond we see Stiles running towards us.

“Got it!” he exclaimed hopping into the driver’s seat.

“What’s that?” I asked, not entirely caught up on what the plan is.

“Lydia’s hospital gown.” Stiles nonchalantly says, handing it over to Scott.

"This is the one she was just wearing? I'm not gonna let anyone hurt her. Not again." Scott assures him.

"All right, just shove the thing in your face and let's find her. Woah!” Stiles says turning on his car to be surprised by Allison standing right in front of it.

“What are you doing here? Someone’s going to see us.” Scott says getting out of the car.

“I don’t care. She’s my best friend and we need to find her before they do.” she tells us.

“I can find her before the cops can.” Scott tells her.

“How about before my father does?” She quips, placing her hand on her hip.

“He knows?” Stiles asks, leaning over towards the open door.

“Yeah. I just saw him and three other guys leave my house in two SUVs.” she informs us.

“Search party.” Scott says.

“It’s more like a hunting party.” Allison says.

“Get in.” Scott tells her, pulling the passenger seat down for her to get in.

“Alright, but if she’s turning would they actually kill her?” Stiles asks, as Allison sat next to me in the back.

We both shared the same look of agreement.

“I don't know. They won't tell me anything. All they say is, ‘We'll talk after Kate's funeral, when the others get here.’"

“What others?” Stiles asks.

“I don’t know. They won’t tell me yet.”

“I’m just going to take a wild guess and say more Argents aka hunters.” I speak up.

“My whole family can’t be hunters. Can they?” she turned her head towards me.

“You guys have been hunters since the first werewolf, La Bête du Gévaudan.” I tell her, “It’s apart of your family.”

“What can you tell me?”

“I don’t think that’s my job. Plus I don’t think you’ll like to hear all the bad sides of hunters.” I sympathetically tell her.

“What are you? A werewolf also?” she asked, as Scott leads Stiles to the way of Lydia’s scent.

“No.” I lightly laugh, “I’m what the supernatural world calls a ‘guardian’”

“A guardian?”

“Yeah. You know how your last name means silver in French. Mine means guardian.” I explain, “Argents are hunters. Tuteurs are guardians. We protect the supernatural from hunters. We also keep the peace between the supernatural and hunters.”

“Oh.” she says, taking in all this new information.

“There’s a lot you don’t know, Allison. I don’t want to overwhelm you, so for right now lets just focus on finding Lydia, before your dad does.”

The rest of the car ride was spent in silence, while Scott gave Stiles directions to where Lydia's scent was taking him. We ended up at the Hale house.

"Is Derek home?" Allison asked as we made our way out of the Jeep.

"His car is gone, so I'm going to say no." I tell her noticing her uncomfortable tone.

"Are you sure she came here?" Stiles asked, looking around the abandoned lot.

"Yeah, this is where the scent leads." Scott tells him.

"All right, but has Lydia ever been here?" Stiles asks Allison.

"Not with me. Maybe she came here on instinct, like she was looking for Derek." Allison said.

"You mean - looking for an Alpha?" Scott asks.

"Wolves need a pack, right?"

"Not all of them."

Stiles and I began to walk away from Scott and Allison, looking for any signs of Lydia.

"Do you know where Derek is at?" he asked me.

"Nope. Pretty sure he's avoiding me." I tell him, turning towards the woods.

I turn back around to find Stiles kneeling down, messing with something on the ground.

"Stiles what are you messing with?"

"I think it's a tripwire." he says, Allison hears this and joins us.

"Stiles!" we hear Scott call.

"Yeah, buddy? Oh."we turned around to find him hanging upside down.

"Next time you see a tripwire- don't trip it." Scott says.

"Yeah, noted." Stiles says, as we made our way towards Scott.

"Wait, wait, wait, wait. Someone's coming! Hide! Go!" he tells us.

We quickly ran to hide from our unexpected guest or guests.

"Scott?" we could hear.

"Mr. Argent." we can hear Scott say, I turned to Allison who was wide eyed.

We stayed as quiet as we possibly could, we could not get caught. At least Allison couldn't.

As soon as Allison's dad left we scurried over towards Scott.

"You okay?" Allison asked him.

"It's just another life threatening conversation with your dad."

"Can you guys help me get him down?" Allison asks us.

"Thanks, but I got it." Scott said, showing her his claws.

Scott falls to the floor.

"I think we should get out of here." I speak up, "Clearly Lydia isn't here anymore. And it's not safe for us to be out with hunters lurking."

"We can't just give up." Stiles says.

"And we are not, Stiles. But Allison's father just showed up. What makes you think, him and his hunter buddies aren't still hanging around."

"Even worse. What if they're using us to get to Lydia." I explain.

"She's right." Allison says. We all turn towards her.

"She is?" Stiles asked surprised, earning an elbow to his gut form me, "Ow."

"Yeah, she is. Trust me Stiles, I want to find Lydia just as much as you do, but we can't risk leading my dad and his friends to her." She says.

Stiles looks like he wants to protest, looking around the group, his eyes landing on Scott's.

"I'm sure she's somewhere safe." Scott says trying to comfort Stiles.

"Yeah. Sure." Stiles grumbled, walking back to his Jeep.

"Maybe we should leave a note for Derek. In case he runs into her." Stiles suggests.

"Stiles, I don't think Derek is coming back here. Not with more hunters lurking around. And it won't be safe to just leave notes around, for anyone to find them." I tell him.

"I'm sure if Derek runs into Lydia he'll call us." I reassure him, as Scott and Allison take the backseat.

Stiles just stares back at the woods.

"Stiles. I'm sure Lydia will be able to handle herself, especially if she's a werewolf now." I tell him, before getting into the passenger seat.

The drive was quiet. Everyone could sense how upset Stiles was, we didn't need werewolf senses to see how visibly upset he was. I pulled my phone out, just finding any distraction from this awkwardly silent car ride.

I glanced at the messages from Isaac. I knew he was working at a cemetery with his father tonight. I instantly thought of a werewolf Lydia getting to him.

"Be safe out there tonight :)" I texted him.

That was random. But I'll take it haha And i will. Thanks Sophia! Hope you have a good night's sleep :)

He texted back. I couldn't help but smile.

"Who're you texting?" Stiles asked, noticing the smile on my face.

"Huh. Oh uh no one. I mean just someone from school." I said caught off guard, tripping over my words.

"He was just asking me a question about our Chemistry. Class. Our Chemistry class." I nervously said, as if I was caught doing something bad.

"He?" Oooo looks like Sophia has a little crush." Allison teased, mostly to get a reaction out of Stiles.

At the mention of a crush, Stiles slammed on the brakes, causing us to lurch forward.

"Stiles! What the hell!" I said readjusting my seat belt.

"Sorry. Thought I seen a cat." He cleared his throat.

"Liar." I heard Scott whisper.

Stiles started driving again.

"So who's the guy you have a crush on?" Scott asked this time.

I turned back in my seat and raised an eyebrow at him. Him and Allison had the same shiteating grin on their faces. What the hell are these two up to. I turned back in my seat and focused my attention to the road. I could feel Stiles glancing at my every other second, waiting for my reply.

"I don't have a crush on this guy. He's just a classmate that was asking questions about Harris' notes. That's it. Nothing more." I said, partially telling the truth.

"Liar." I heard Scott whisper again.

The rest of the car ride was silent until we pulled into Allison's neighborhood.

"You can stop here. Don't think it's wise if my parent see me getting out of your car." She tells Stiles, who pulls to the side of the road.

"I'm going to walk her. Don't wait up for me." Scott says following Allison out, from where Stiles held the driver's side open.

Stiles got back into the car and drove off in the direction of my house.

"They sure are walking a fine line with her parents." Stiles says as he makes a right turn.

"Yup. But you know them. Not even an ocean will be able to keep them apart." I say.

The car ride was awkward, now that it was just Stiles and I. A short while later we arrived at my house. Stiles put the Jeep into park.

"So." He said, breaking the awkward tension.

"So." I repeated.

"Why is this so awkward?" He asked turning his body to face me.

"I have no idea." I lightly laughed, "I'm going to guess it probably has to do with what Allison said."

"Yeah. I mean I was just surprised. I wasn't expecting her to say that." He nervously laughed.

"You and me both." I agree with him.

It was silent once again. Both of us not knowing what to say next.

[Stiles' POV]

I don't know why it bothered me so much the second Allison mentioned Sophia have a crush on someone. Maybe it was the way Sophia was smiling at her phone when she got that text. Or maybe it's the fact that I like her, but don't have the guts to say it. The dance was supposed to be when I was going to tell her, but of course I had to go and screw that up the second Lydia asked me to be her date.

I don't know what it is about Lydia that makes me act like an idiot. Probably has to do with the fact that I've had the biggest crush on her since the third grade. That still doesn't excuse the way I've been treating Sophia. She doesn't deserve that. She's a great girl. Anyone would be lucky to date her. Anyone. And I see the way the guys at school look at her. She has the whole "girl-next-door" thing going on. Where she has no idea how beautiful she is, green hair and all.

I never really saw Sophia in that light growing up. She was just always my best friend, along with Scott.

Until Kathy Morrison's 13th birthday party:

We were all sitting around playing spin the bottle. It was my turn to spin. I was so nervous, I had never kissed anybody before. And I was about to do it in front of my classmates. I spun the bottle and closed my eyes. I was afraid of who I was going to get. Everyone cheered, signaling that the bottle had found its victim. I slowly opened my eyes to see who it landed on. And there she was nervously shifting around on her knees. She gave me a small smile. Which I found very comforting.

"Time for you two to kiss." Someone said.

Sophia just shrugged her shoulders. She got on all fours, I followed suit. We met halfway, in the middle of the circle. I gave her a small smile, sensing her nerves also. We slowly leaned in and there it was. Her soft lips kissing mine. The kiss lasted for about ten seconds, before we slowly pulled apart.

"Woah." We both said.

That was it. That was the moment I started to see Sophia in a different light. Everything changed. I started to see her as more than just a friend. I never told anyone. Scott did catch on at the start of Freshman year, when I got jealous when Sophia went on a date with someone from our class. i swore him to secrecy. I just wasn't ready for Sophia to know.

Now that I am ready for her to know, it hasn't been easy. With dealing with all of Scott's problems. And then me being a complete idiot.

Such an idiot.

"What was that?" Sophia asked.

Shit I said that out loud.

"Nothing. I was just saying how I'm an idiot." I told her, looking into her eyes.

"At least we can agree on one thing tonight." She lightly laughed, giving me a smile.

I guess there's no better time to tell her than the present.

"Sophia-"

"Listen Stiles, Lydia will be fine. She's a tough girl. And who knows what werewolf Lydia could do. If that's what's got you all up in your head." She said.

Boy was she wrong.

"That's not what I was thinking of actually." I informed her.

"Oh. Well then, what were you thinking of?"

"You. Me. Kathy Morrison's 13th birthday party." I tell her.

"Oh? Oh." it dawned on her.

"That's a weird thing to be thinking of at this time." she playfully smirked.

"Yeah. Well, what Allison said got me thinking." I trailed off.

"Right. Listen, Stiles, I don't have a crush on anyone else at school. If that's what you're worried about." She honestly said.

"That's nice to know." I said looking down at the steering wheel, trying to suppress the blush from creeping on my cheeks.

"What about you?" she hesitantly asked.

"What?" I was taken back by her question.

"What about you? Do you have a crush on anybody else?" she repeated, her eyes pleading for an answer.

[End of Stiles' POV]

[Sophia's POV]

I needed to know, once and for all. I needed to know if I was wasting my time on him, or if this will become of anything.

"I-"

"You know what? I changed my mind. I don't want to know." I chickened out, turning my head away.

"I mean I already know the answer to that."

"You do?" he asked.

"Yeah, I mean, isn't it obvious. Of course you do. You stayed all weekend in the hospital for her." I scoffed, jealousy slowly taking over me.

"Sophia." Stiles said.

"Sophia. Can you please look at me?" Stiles softly said, reaching over to softly move my head to look at him.

I looked right into his eyes. They looked so bright and soft.

"That's better." He whispered, giving me a smile.

I hadn't noticed how close we truly were to each other, until I felt Stiles breath hit my face. My eyes flickered down to his lips and right back up to his face. I noticed him doing the same.

I noticed Stiles tongue softly poke out to wet his lips. I instantly bit my bottom lip. The sexual tension in this Jeep was growing by the second.

Our eyes met one final time before I heard him say under his breath, "Fuck it."

And before I could respond his lips were on mine. I instantly close my eyes and reacted back to the kiss.

Holy shit. This is actually happening!

I felt Stiles put his hands on my face, trying to bring our faces even more closer together. If that were even possible. I gripped his forearms as leverage, as I felt his tongue poke through for entry, which I gladly accepted.

There I was, making out with Stiles in Roscoe, in front of my house. Not giving a damn who could see us.

After a few more seconds we pulled away, gasping for air. Stiles' hands still on my face, and my hands still on his forearms.

"That was-"

"Amazing." Stiles finished.

"I've been wanting to do that for awhile now." he admitted, causing me to blush.

Before we could say anything there was a knock on the passenger side window. We both jumped apart and turned to see Scott standing there with a big ole grin on his face.

"If you two are done, Mom wanted me to let you know that the neighbors could see you two making out." Scott winked.

"Thanks Scott. I'll be right in." I tell him, giving him a look that said to go away.

"Okay. I'll take the hint. Night Stiles." He laughed.

"Night Scott." Stiles said giving him a short wave, before grabbing my right hand with his.

"I guess I better get inside, before my Aunt walks out here with condoms." I joked, causing Stiles to laugh loudly.

"Well protection is important." he joked on.

I looked down at his hands fiddling with mine.

"I'm going to kind of need this back in order to leave."

"Oh right. Sorry." he said, giving me a small smile.

"So, I'll see you at school tomorrow?" I asked, feeling myself start to get nervous.

"Yeah." he nodded.

"Night." I quietly said, opening the door.

"Sophia, wait." Stiles said, grabbing my hand to pull me back in the car.

"Yeah?" I asked.

"You never did let me get to answer that question earlier." he said.

"Oh?"

"Yeah, I thought I would let you know that, I don't have a crush on anyone else either." he said.

"Really? What about Lydia?" I asked.

"I've had a crush on Lydia since I was eight. But it doesn't compare to the cursh I've had on you for the past couple of years." he smiled.

"Well. That's nice to know." I said trying to bite back my smile from getting too big.

He leaned over to place a soft kiss on my lips.

"Night Sophia." he whispered against my lips.

"Night Stiles." I whispered back, before grabbing my backpack and exiting out of the Jeep.

I walked back into the house to find my aunt sitting on the sofa waiting for me, with a smile on her face.

“Have a good night.” She rhetorically asked.

“It was alright.” I playfully went along.

“Mmhmm.” she smirks.

“I’m going to bed. Night.” I say as I walk up the stairs.

“Good night!” she laughed out.

The next morning I had to leave early, to do some volunteer work at the school’s library. I always volunteered there once a month, looked good on my college applications. Leaving an hour earlier didn’t give me a chance to see Stiles this morning, so we haven’t seen each other since our makeout session last night.

I spot him and Scott waiting for me outside of Harris’s class.

“Hey.” he smiled down at me.

“Hi.” I smiled back, feeling the heat in my cheeks. We just stared at each other in silence, until Scott cleared his throat breaking our gaze.

“I’m happy that you two have finally came clean about your feelings for one another, but we kind of have a Lydia related problem.” Scott says.

“What happened?” I said looking between both of the boys.

“There was a grave robbery last night.” Scott informs me.

“A grave robbery?” I asked, then it dawned on me. Isaac worked at the only cemetery in Beacon Hills. I hope nothing bad happened to him.

“Yup and apparently she ate some dead guy’s liver.” Scott disgustingly said.

“Ew.” I said, matching his expression.

“All right, it's causing me severe mental anguish to say this, but Jackon is right.” Stiles sighs, as we walked into the class.

Mr. Harris was waiting at the entrance handing out a pop quiz as we filed in. I took my usual seat at the front of the class. Stiles and Scott sitting at the table behind me.

“I know.” Scott replies, before we begin to take our test.

“What if the next body part she steals is from someone who's still alive?” Stiles not so quietly whispers, twenty minutes into our quiz taking.

“This is a pop quiz, Mr. Stilinski. If I hear your voice again, I may be tempted to give you detention for the rest of your high school career.” Mr. Harris warns

“Can you do that?” Stiles questioned, causing Scott and I to turn towards him, giving him a look to shut up.

“Well, there it is again. Your voice. Triggering the only impulse I've ever had to strike a student repeatedly and violently. I'll see you at 3:00 for detention. You too, Mr. McCall? Ms. Tuteur?” He then turns to us.

“No, sir.” Scott and I say at the same time.

After class, Scott went off to go find Allison, while Stiles walked me to my locker.

“I can’t believe you got detention. Again.” I tell Stiles, as I open my locker.

“Mr. Harris has it out for me.” Stiles says.

“I mean, you probably wouldn’t keep getting detention if you would just not talk during class.” I tell him.

“I guess.” he sighs.

“It’s just an hour detention. I’m sure you’ll survive.” I tell him as I close my locker door.

We began to walk towards our last class of the day.

“Stiles, your last class is that way.” I tell him, pointing in the opposite direction.

“Yes, I know that. Is it bad that I want to walk you to your class.” he tells me.

“Wow. And they say chivalry is dead.” I playfully nudged him.

"We still need to talk about, us." Stiles brings up.

"Yeah, we should probably talk about it." I nervously said, as we approached my class.

"But right now, doesn't seem like the right time." I say, as we stopped in front of the open door, as kids rushed in.

"Right. How about after school? Or in my case, after I get out of detention." Stiles suggests.

"Sounds like a plan." I smiles.

"Great. So I'll see you later." He said, placing a kiss on my cheek before rushing off to his class.

After class I ran into Scott.

“So there’s been a change of plans.” he informs me.

“What do you mean?”

“We are going to Kate’s funeral.” Scott tells me.

“Yeah. I’m going to have to pass.” I tell him.

“What? Why?”

“Well first of off, she was a psychotic bitch, who murdered most of the Hale family. And secondly, I’m not about to attend a funeral, filled with hunters.” I list off.

“Also, how the hell are you even going when the Argents want to kill you?” I ask.

“Well I mean technically we’re not invited.”

“Of course you’re not.” I roll my eyes.

“Allison needs me there. So I was planning on just hiding out of eyesight. Allison is having a really hard time with this. She needs support.” Scott tells me.

“Scott, I get that she needs support, but I’m sorry I’m not about to trespass onto that funeral. I don’t have a death wish.” I tell him.

“Fine.” he sighs.

“I’m going to also assume Stiles has already agreed to this.” I say, already annoyed.

“Yeah. He’s going to meet me there.”

“Well there goes our plans for talking.” I say underneath my breath.

“So, I guess I’ll see you later.”

“I guess so. Please. Please try not to get yourselves killed.” I tell him.

“I’ll try.” he tells me before walking away.

I decided to send Stiles a text, letting him know I was just going to head home, since our talk was evidently put on hold.

I got home to a nice empty house. I grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and headed to my room.

I opened my door to find Derek sitting at my desk.

"Well, well, well. Isn't it the Alpha." I rolled my eyes, throwing my bag onto my bed.

"It's nice to see you too." he sarcastically said.

"No. No. No. You do not get to be smart ass, after what you just did." I scowl him.

"You have to understand why I did it." Derek said.

"Derek, you knew Scott was counting on that for a cure." I tell him.

"And you and I both know, Sophia, that that might not have worked." he says.

"We didn't know that for sure, and now we never will."

"I needed this more than him." he cockily says.

"You're so unbelievable Derek." I scoff.

"Now that you're some Alpha you think you're some badass."

"I always was a badass." he says, causing me to roll my eyes.

"What do you want Derek?" I say, beyond done with this conversation.

"You know what I want." he tells me.

"Do you really expect me to just join your pack, after the crap you just pulled?" I asked him, astonished he would even ask.

“Sophia, it's safer to join my pack. Especially with more hunters coming into town." he said.

"Fine. I'll join your pack. Under one condition." I tell him.

"What?" he rolls his eyes, like it's some big inconvenience.

"As long as Scott agrees to join you, then I'll agree also." I say, as I cross my arms, testing him.

"Trust me. With what's about to happen, he'll agree."

"Wow, you sure are cocky now that you're an Alpha." I roll my eyes for what felt like the hundredth time.

"I'll talk to you later.” he says, before leaving out the window.

“Well goodbye to you too.” I say to myself.

I was awoken from an impromptu nap by my phone ringing.

“Hello?” I groggily answered.

“Hey! Did I wake you?” I heard Stiles say on the other line.

“Yeah, kind of. I guess I must of fell asleep after Derek left.”

“Derek was there?” he asked.

“Yeah, but I’ll tell you about it later with Scott. What’s up?” I asked sitting up in my bed.

"Okay. I think we found Lydia." he says.

"Wait what? Where?" I asked, looking around for my shoes.

"In the woods. I just over heard it on the police scanner. I'm on my way now." he says.

"Okay. Well do you want me to meet you anywhere?" I asked.

"I'll let you know as soon as I find out if it's her or not. No use in coming if it's another false alarm."

"Okay."

"Also, sorry about earlier. I know I said we would talk about it-" he apologized.

"Stiles, don't worry about it." I cut him off, "I get it. There's a lot going on right now. We can just talk about us later."

"Are you sure?" he asks.

"Yeah. I'm sure. Once Lydia is found, and everything has calmed down, we'll sit down and talk about it." I reassure him.

"Okay, sounds like a plan." I can hear his smile through the phone.

"Listen, I'm about to pull up to the scene. I'll call you back if it's anything important." he tells me.

"Alright."

"Stiles, please be careful." I tell him, before we hang up.

I fall back onto my bed.

I wonder if everything will calm down after Kate’s funeral, and the rest of the hunters leave. It’d be nice to have at least one normal week, where the only thing we would have to worry about is homework and passing tests. And not have to worry about our lives being on the line.

Little did I know, our problems were about to get even more difficult.

Here is the new chapter! I hope you guys liked it! It took a bit of a turn, but I like it! 

Thanks again for reading! Any comments/messages are welcomed :)

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[shawnskeds]

Just Want You Home {S.M}

requested// imagine where you and Shawn are married and you have a daughter who gets sad cause Shawn is never home and you fight

author’s note// i said i would post this on sunday night. i lied. 

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It was really friggin annoying, in all honesty. 

He was never home. Literally never. He used to make sure he always had plenty of time for you and Allison. He promised from the moment you took those vows, that he would always be there for you. And when you found out a few months after those vows you would have to make a new one to a tiny human you were both about to create, he promised he’d always be there for her as well. 

You thought he was telling the truth, you really did. But it was Thanksgiving for god’s sake. Shawn called last minute saying he couldn’t come to Thanksgiving, leaving you and Allison all by yourselves since you made a big show about just the three of you being together this year, you hadn’t made plans with other family. 

So basically, it really sucked. You had a crapton of extra food since your daughter was literally six years old and you couldn’t exactly eat a thanksgiving dinner for two grown ups you had a ton of extra food. It was implausible and you were incredibly miserable, you literally didn’t even want to eat. Shawn didn’t even give you an explanation, other than a vague text saying;

“sorry, can’t be home tonight for dinner. will be home after one, stuff ran late.don’t wait up.” 

And just to make the matter a heck lot worse, you called him what felt like a thousand times and texted him a thousand times the number of times you called him. He didn’t answer a single one. Not even a; “sorry i’m busy”. 

And the icing on the cake was that all the texts you sent were left on read. He read all of your angry texts, and probably listened to a good bit of your angry voicemails and blatantly ignored you. 

You had thought Shawn had done it, he had done the worst thing in the world. You thought Shawn was a literal bag of shit who cared more about his damned career than his family and you were going absolutely mad. 

You and Allison had finished eating and watched the thanksgiving Charlie Brown special on PBS and you told her to go get her pajamas on and you’d read to her for a bit. You didn’t do that much, she preferred when Shawn did it, she always said he did all of the voices better. But she said she missed him especially tonight, and wanted to read a bit of the book she and Shawn had started before he left a couple of weeks ago. He had recently started reading her chapter books, and he said she was doing pretty well following along. You picked up one of the many puppy place books she had gotten for her birthday that had a bookmark sticking out of it. You smiled a little to yourself, remembering one of your very first dates with Shawn just looking at that dumb mermaid bookmark. Your nose crinkled thinking of that cold winter morning you and Shawn spent together, studying for some advanced english college course you both had no idea what the hell you were doing in. 

“Oh god, you can’t be serious?” He gasped seeing you dog ear your book. You looked up and Shawn, pulling his long legs underneath his body as he looked at you in mock horror. 

“What’s wrong with dog earing a book?” You chuckled, placing your book down on the floor of Shawn’s dorm room along with all of your notes and textbooks for this class. 

“It’s literally disgusting. Why would you torture your book like that?” He took your book up and stood up, making his way over to his nightstand. 

“What the hell is it you’re doing with my book, Mendes?” You raised your eyebrow at him, seeing his tall body lumber over that tiny ass nightstand as he pulled out an old and crinkled receipt before opening up your book and placing the receipt on the page where your book was dog eared. 

“I’m actually marking your book like a normal human being.” 

After you finished reading to Allison, she was curled up all around you, still well and wide awake. 

“Does daddy not love us?” She sighed. 

That was the cherry on the cake. That was when you knew Shawn had royally fucked up. He had completely ruined this holiday and you weren’t quite sure if he ruined your family, but he was dangerously close. He had messed up a catastrophic amount. You put Allison to bed, assuring her that he did in fact love her and he would have done anything to be home for thanksgiving but he couldn’t, even though you knew damn well you were lying right through your teeth to your own daughter. You went downstairs, still in your clothes from the day, waiting for Shawn because you had a good piece of mind to give him. You turned on the television to How I Met Your Mother reruns, barely even able to pay any attention to the plot. You knew each and every episode, but if someone were to ask you what the episode you were watching was about, you wouldn’t be able to tell them. 

You waited up for what felt like centuries, but was only a couple of hours. After those hours that dragged on for years, you heard the front door open and you were ready for all hell to break loose. You almost wished you had just gone to bed, exhausted enough from being so angry at him. 

“Hey.” He looked kind of surprised to see you awake, but not upset. Almost as if he didn’t expect you to be angry, which made you angrier. Literally everything made you angrier.

“Hey.” You grunted back, instantly turning your head back to the television, pretending as if he wasn’t even there. You heard him put his keys and wallet on the table by the door and take careful steps into the living room, standing in front of you, his arms crossed. You felt your cheeks warm up, wanting nothing more than to jump up and wrap your whole body around him. He looked really good in his tight long sleeve v-neck and black jeans. He looked like, incredibly good. 

“No ‘Happy Thanksgiving’?” He chuckled, but you found it far less than funny. You looked up at Shawn, with a complete angry deadpan stare. 

“You’re kidding me, right?” You scoffed, instantly turning your attention right back to the television. 

“What?” Shawn crouched down, so you couldn’t escape his stare. His eyes were big and concerned, and for a moment you realized he literally had no idea what the hell it was he had done. You had never been one to play games and not tell someone when they have done something wrong, or not tell them what it was they had done wrong. 

“Shawn, you skipped out on Thanksgiving. You abandoned us, we were here alone all night, on Thanksgiving of all nights!” You stood up, started to get animated, careful to keep your voice down so you didn’t wake up Allison. Shawn stood up along with you, and you had to look up at him, considering he was a giant of a human being and you just weren’t. 

“I-I.” He started but you cut him off quickly. You saw the realization flush into his eyes, but you weren’t ready to give up being pissed off. 

“You bailed on us. You thought your job was more important than your family. I get it, you have to have that album ready, but you can’t come home for Thanksgiving? I made this great food, and I hate cooking, and you just didn’t show? Giving us no time to make plans with my family, so we were left completely alone?” The realization quickly turned to guilt as Shawn’s arms dropped down to his side. “Allison asked if you didn’t love us.” You whispered, and you could tell that totally crushed Shawn. 

“I’m so sorry.” He mumbled, running his hands through his hair. “I’m so fucking sorry. I didn’t realize...” He trailed off, and you were surprised he didn’t start to pace, or even try and make up some lame excuse. “I didn’t realize that I’d.... I can’t believe I forgot about that. I forgot it was Thanksgiving. I was so tired, it slipped my mind, I cannot believe that I did that. I can’t believe I was so stupid, I’m so fucking sorry I’m the absolute worst, I am not that guy, I need to spend more time with you, I nee-” You got tired of him rambling, so you pulled yourself onto your toes and pressed your lips to his for just a split second. 

“You’re sorry, I get that, and you’re gonna make it up to us. You aren’t a shitty person, or dad, or husband, you just did a shitty thing. It’ll be fine, but you have a lot of convincing to do with Allison.” He nodded vigorously, taking you into his arms and basically hugging the ever loving life out of you. 

“I love you both so fuckin much.” He mumbled, kissing the top of your head, rocking you back and forth. 

“Yeah, you better.”

author’s note// reputation is so good go buy reputation on itunes. also this imagine sucks there’s so much pointless shit, reputation is so much better. buy reputation on itunes.

[glitterfairy-21225]

*deep breaths*

THIS IS EVERYTHING I’VE EVER WANTED!!!!!

Okay, I see a few options here;

This is mostly because Percy Weasley was my special interest around the time I was rewatching Pretty Little Liars (on an unrelated note, if anyone wants to talk about the Once a Ranger team from PR in a Community au… hit me up) but I have imagined the squad in a teen drama/mystery setting.

I’m thinking in sixth year, Lockhart needs their approval for something stupid because all four are pretty prolific, being prefects/quidditch captains/probably gonna be Head Boy and Girl next year.

I know that there are other captains and prefects at the school but maybe these just happen to be the only four he could find dirt on.

Oh, yeah. Fucker’s gonna be blackmailing these kids.

And so the four of them team to like, ruin the bastard’s life.

Definitely framed for murder at some point.

If we’re not all in on the drama plot, let’s just go with a sitcom.

Okay, but for one second though, I’m obsessed with this show called ‘Kevin Can F*ck Himself’ where the main character Allison is the basic sitcom wife with an idiot husband, but after ten years of being the butt monkey, nagging, wet blanket wife, Allison loses it and decides to kill her husband. The whole thing is to deconstruct how we look at punching bag characters and show the affect that that treatment can do to a person. It also has such a cool framing technique where when whenever you’re with the husband or his friends, it’s filmed in multi-camera with a laugh track and when it’s just with Allison there’s a single-camera like it’s a drama.

And basically that’s just fodder for any stan whose ever felt their bby being mistreated.

Not the part about attempted murder, I might love a good drama but I’m not actually suggesting the characters murder someone.

Just to think that Percy’s situation is seen through an unsympathetic lens that leans towards the jokes at his expense, but the perspective flips and you see him as this poor guy whose so tired.

And also, he ends up with this secret double life. When he’s not being an annoying side character for other people, he’s got so much stuff going on that no one else knows about. He’s dating and other stuff. And like, secrets are just so easy for him to keep because no one thinks to look that deeply into him.

Oliver can be the expy of this character named Patty, the one who sets off the plot by telling Allison that Kevin drained there bank account on his antics. So Oliver is a friend of the twins, he doesn’t really care about Percy, but one day he sees Percy alone and feels bad for him so he has a somewhat kind conversation with him. This pushes Percy into his self-discovery journey. The next day, Percy thinks they’re friends, Oliver rebuffs him, but he keeps getting pulled into Percy’s adventures. There’s a travel episode, they hash out there issues, Percy makes him realize how he feels and Oliver is sorry. They end up becoming really close.

And they fall in love.

And of course, Marcus and Penny are both characters Percy befriends along the way.

Okay, now that that’s out of my system, back to an actual sitcom pitch. But like, an updated sitcom without a laugh track.

I guess a lot of this stuff can kind of work for the drama pitch as well so doubles.

Let’s say we wanna milk this thing for a good six to seven seasons. But I don’t wanna start it in first year, I want them to be in fifth year or sixth year. So maybe two or three seasons over one school year, maybe a summer season, maybe the last season can take place after they graduate. Cliffhangers galore. It can work.

All stories need an inciting incident, something big enough to be the ‘hook’ that can’t be undone by the end of the episode, so for the sitcom it can be something like Oliver befriending Penny and Percy, or maybe it’s like Community where they form a study group and then quickly become friends.

I don’t want Marcus to be a part of the ‘group’ at first. Like a recurring character in season one then bumped up to main in season two. I think he should just be this weird, kind of crazy guy, who the gang doesn’t trust at first because house divide. Not like a bully, though he and Oliver do have their rivalry, which is more pronounced at first. But he keeps inserting himself into their plots, but he helps them out and doesn’t insult them so they start to get the idea that he’s an okay guy. And finally in the season finale, Marcus gets wrongfully accused of something and the others are the ones who believes he’s innocent and they declare ‘we love him’. And Marcus breaks down crying.

Btw, at some point during the first season, Marcus will say, ‘Hey, I’m also gay. Does that help my standing with this group at all?’ And none of the characters have been suggested to be lgbt yet, so this sets off a whole episode where the three others are questioning themselves before they come to the conclusion that they’re all in some way attracted to the same sex.

And of course, there’s music and singing, and there are talent shows and school musical episodes. Love that shit. Maybe Percy has to give a speech as Head Boy and the twins sabotage him, and Percy is up there on stage, embarrassed and not sure what to do, so he randomly decides to break into song, and when he’s done the audience gapes at him before erupting into roaring applause. And the twins had previously joked about him not being able to sing, because they just assumed, and Oliver was there and he just kept saying ‘Have you ever heard Percy sing?’ And this would kind of be a brick joke to that.

As for dating, have Penny and Percy get together mid-season one, and break up either in the finale or the beginning of the next season.

Oliver and Percy an ultimate Will They/Won’t They. They’re endgame, no doubt. But it’ll be a trip. So the ship tease ramps up after Penny and Percy break up. And season two is a slow burn. You got first kiss, feelings realizations, pretty big gestures just for the sake of making the other happy, maybe there’s only one bed at one point. All leading up to them getting together in the last episode of season two. Then they date during season three but break up in the finale. It’s a flipper.

In the meantime, Audrey can be Percy’s first relationship post-Oliver. The audience might be inclined to hate her because they want Perciver back together, but she’s just such a cool and laid back character that she becomes pretty well-liked, and they’re a thing for about six months to a year.

She sticks around afterwards though as a recurring character…. Audrey and Penny get together.

Marcus dates both Oliver and Percy at different times. With Percy- It lasts one episode, maybe two or three tops. Probably in season two. Can’t see it being that memorable though. With Oliver though, I see it lasting for a while. Like half a season.

Percy and Oliver get together in the finale of the second to last season. All of the final season, they’re together.

On to other stuff, we’ll need a trademarked holiday to happen once a season that has a formula we can mess with, and a bunch of big shifts to the status quo happens. Like Friends had Thanksgiving, B99 had their Halloween Heists, Happy Endings had their wedding finales. Maybe we can play with wizarding culture being so different that they have their own holidays, one of which happens more than once a year and is very strange and random. It’s the holiday equivalent of True American from New Girl, where the audience is just trying to piece together what the rules are.

Other episode ideas!

One where Penny tries to show the boys a little bit about muggle culture, and the boys misunderstand so much that they become convinced that a toaster is trying to kill them.

A snowball fight fight with the twins. But taken up to the highest extreme. Like, this episode is a parody of a war film.

There’s obviously gonna be a lot of Percy/Oliver, and Penny and Marcus discussing Percy/Oliver and going on subplots while those two are doing ship things. And since Percy and Penny are like two peas in a pod, and Oliver and Marcus are still on opposing Quidditch teams, there’s a lot of content there.

But you know what? Oliver and Penny have a pretty good friendship too. Think Cece and Winston from New Girl. It’s the dynamic you expected, but it’s the dynamic you needed.

In the finale, it’s full of references to the past seasons, everything is satisfying, the group is all together, it’s magical, we love it.

Ooh! Or we could do a spin-off, or maybe scrap the aforementioned sitcom in favor of a show with Percy in the ministry filmed a lot like The Office, but set during Deathly Hallows, so forget Oliver, Penny, and Marcus, all the characters are either Death Eaters, Order members or just trying to keep their head down.

Please like this. I spent so much time on this.

YES I'M ALIVE

Also

PERCY STANS, GATHER AROUND

Lets make our own show

Percy, Penny, Oliver and Marcus show

Or a much better name

Honestly, lets make this an animated show

We can add Audrey and Perciver can be canon and everything

And they can have these advs and bonding and and and so many ideas.

WE CAN EVEN HAVE THEM SING.

Sigh, i want this more than a marauders prequel or snape show or cursed movie or whatever else.

Only disadv: Jk wud prob get money out of it so whats the point

[stilestilikeslydia]

A Totally Objective and Unemotional Recap of Teen Wolf Episode 6x12: Raw Talent

@wellsjahasghost hasn’t gotten a chance to watch the episode yet, so I told her I’d write her a recap, and....... yeah, this is about as far from objective as it gets.

friends, i really hated this episode, and this recap is almost entirely negative, so if you really liked the episode, you probably want to skip this post lol. if you're also bitter and want to enjoy 2.5k of someone else ranting, please read on!

The real title of this text post: 

Anya Discusses Plot Holes, #recycledplotlines, and Casual Racism in Episode 6x12

*ahem* 

The show begins. The0 R@eken, sleeping in his car because he is homeless and friendless and irredeemable, is awoken multiple times, in multiple locations and at multiple times of day, by police officers rapping on his window and telling him to get up and leave. It takes me three minutes to figure out that it's him for sure because he's grown out his hair a bit to look more Boyish, Unkempt, and Vulnerable and I can no longer tell white boys on Teen Wolf apart. By the time I've reached 95% certainty that it is, in fact, the white boy who literally killed Scott and is still stanned by tw fans everywhere, he's waking up in the middle of the night to a spider crawling on his hand. He watches it, fascinated and unafraid, probably because he's like "yo this thing looks as evil as I am lolol." Then the spider burrows under his skin.

Cue The0 breaking into Deaton's vet office to stab the spider crawling around in his back with a scalpel and pull it out of him. Cue me gagging. Then the spider disappears in a puff of black smoke/gunpowder dust bc like... why not.

The police montage continues. And continues. I'm bored. Then - gasp! - the next police are nOt In fAcT CoPs bUt mEN wItH gUnS wHo wAnT To kiLL thE0. They shoot into his car repeatedly, and the scene ends.

(This would be a good cliffhanger if tw trailers didn't already show him appearing in future episodes smh.)

I refuse to watch the episode again, so I'm just going to say that I'm pretty sure the mcmartate scene is next. I'm not going to recap it fully because it was actually pretty good and this recap is not about Accuracy, it's about Salt. In short, the Scott laser scene happens but it turns out that the lasers were actually police flashlight beams (why were they in the woods?!?! who the heck knows. oh wait p@rrish exists, i forgot. maybe he told them about getting beat up by a hellhound wearing matching boxer briefs) and he was hallucinating. he's panicked enough to wolf out before he realizes it's a hallucination and the entire police department sees his eyes glowing red. great great great my son is hallucinating yET AGAIN, i really needed him to suffer more. also he pockets the Argent bullet shell case and mcmartate decides to talk to Chris Argent before they involve Papa Stilinski.

Mcmartate is a Good group. "Maybe this episode won't be so bad," I think.

*sighs*

idk what order the next scenes happen in, so i'm just going to tackle each subplot separately lol.

2.0:

Mason and Liam are chatting in the boys' locker room before lacrosse practice about the supernatural evil threatening Beacon Hills, surrounded by tons of freshmen who could easily overhear them. Liam's giving an extra practice to the freshmen so they have a chance of making first line, even though Mason thinks this is foolish. Liam explains that Brett is helping him, which makes no sense, but I don't mind because this sequence happens:

M: Brett? Incredibly... HOT Brett, with the 8-pack abs?

L (sounding mildly disgruntled... iS SOMEONE JEALOUS R U SURE UR STRAIGHT KIDDO): Pretty sure it's just Brett.

M: He has an 8-PACK. Do y- do you know how hard it is for the human body to have an 8-pack??? *music swells dramatically and then cuts off* ...God.

Also, at the end, Liam tosses Mason over his shoulder and carries him out of the locker room because he was accidentally discouraging the freshmen.

This is the best scene in the episode.

Next, both Liam and Corey failing to do a decent job at playing lacrosse. This is ostensibly an extra practice for the freshmen, and yet Brett, Liam, and Corey are the only ones playing. Brett outclasses them both in looks, swagger, and skill. Liam has no control as usual and Brett tells him to get it together. Audience reaction: Writers are recycling Liam's s4 plotline bc they ran out of ideas for his character; Brett is so clearly superior to Corey that we don't understand why Mason and Corey didn't break up during the hiatus so Brason could happen. Also, guidance counselor watches Brett score on Corey and hears Corey reply, "Wait, I'm not actually invisible right now, am I?" Nice subtlety, Corey.

Liam is pissed bc #recycledplotlines and punches out a locker. Somehow stays there all day because by the time Mason and Corey go to find him, it's after dark??? And since it's summer, it must be like 9:30??? "We need to study for a history test" hOW IS THE SCHOOL STILL OPEN THIS LATE i will never understand.

Oh yeah I forgot, while Liam was still working through his anger issues on the lacrosse field, a bunch of spiders crawl into a freshman boy's helmet in the locker room, and when he puts it on, they invade his body and then start crawling out of his mouth. So when Mason and Corey go to find Liam, they notice a smeared blood trail on the locker room floor and follow it to the showers, where there is an..... unidentifiable bloody mass on the floor. I am disturbed.

Brett:

After obliterating Liam and Corey, it is somehow magically nighttime and he's heading towards his car when the guidance counselor shows up, holding a lacrosse ball that rolled off the field. She compliments his abnormal skill level and tosses him the ball.... which turns out to be covered in wolfsbane. She claims it's "nothing personal,” but no one deserves that much power, and then tries to kill him. I think she stabs him??? I forget the details of their fight. Anyway, he manages to escape.

Scott and Malia:

They go looking for Chris at his... house? bunker? who knows. He has crates full of guns, surprising no one. They have #wittybanter and #chemistry, surprising no one. (i’m sorry i’m sorry i just feel like sc@lia is forced i’m sorry) Scott tells Malia it's okay to break into Chris's computer to find his calendar, and she is turned on by his rule-bending. All of the passwords she guesses involve her capitalizing the first word and adding spaces, because that's how passwords work. Scott picks up a bow and has a Revelation, immediately going to Chris's computer to type in ALLISON as the password. It's the second #recycledplotine of the night. Not to mention that as much as Chris loves his daughter, he is much too practical to have such an easily hackable password.

Questionable computer security aside, they show up in the middle of one of Chris's gun deals right after his fake military buyers pull out their guns, realizing that Chris knows they're fake military and is trying to find out who their boss is. Chris is annoyed with them for intervening and claims that he had an inside man that they just took out while trying to help him, which is yet another plot hole bc Chris shouldn't need to ask about bosses if he has an inside man. In the following chaos-ridden action scene, Scott drops the Argent shell casing. Chris says it's okay and they'll just find the actual bullet in the woods.

Best line of the episode: After Scott and Malia ask if the shell casing belongs to him, Chris says, "I haven't stamped a bullet since Allison died." Our hearts all break a little.

Anyway, despite their plans to go to the woods TOGETHER, Chris is mysteriously nowhere in sight so Scott and Malia can have ~time alone~. Malia shows concern for Scott's well-being. They smile at each other, and thanks to compulsive heterosexuality, this clearly means they've just caught feelings. I'm definitely not still bitter that the writers didn't bring back Kira and give Malia a girlfriend instead.

(in all honesty, however, i can admit that this scene was objectively cute, and it was great character development that already happened in s5 but again #recycledplotlines to see Malia actively caring about other people. I’m really happy for sc@lia shippers because I know you were all really excited about that scene.)

Chris comes back. They find a bullet in a tree thanks to its infared heat signature or smthg (idk i'm spaced out at this point). It's a silver bullet, meaning that the guidance counselor is just a wannabe Hunter, not the Genuine Article.

Lydia and Toast:

At the sheriff's station, Lydia??? hears some noise in her premonitions and decides to tell Toast and not her bf's dad for??? some completely valid reason i'm sure??? tbh i have no idea what the premise of this scene is, but Lydia realizes that the noise she keeps hearing is the key card reader from Eichen House. Apparently that means something bad is happening there so she tells Toast that they need to go check it out. Toast tells her that there's no way he's "letting her" go back there - because clearly he owns her and she can't make decisions for herself - and decides to go alone instead, because once again, that clearly makes so much more sense than telling the Sheriff. The whole scene is written to make it sound like Toast is the only one who cares about Lydia's well-being - because it's definitely not like she has a pack full of friends who care about her and a boyfriend who would do anything for her - and therefore is in charge of protecting her in a creepily possessive way. Aka, tw writers are still pandering to M@rrish fans even after Stydia is canon, and I don't know why I'm surprised.

So Toast goes to Eichen, meets Creepy Doctor who accidentally released Other Hellhound last week, and tells him to let him into the closed ward after hearing a woman begging for help. Doctor refuses. Toast shows him his glowing eyes as an... intimidation tactic??? Doctor complies but locks the door behind Toast after he enters.

Toast finds the woman in a communal-shower-type room (which???? okay), lying on the floor with an open electric cable sparking her body every few seconds, surrounded by a bunch of other apparently dead supernatural creatures. When Doctor arrives and Toast tells him to help, plot twist! Doctor is the one who put them there. (Oh, look, electricity........ I wonder who would be helpful....... in this........ situation........)

Doctor gets Toast locked up in room where Other Hellhound used to reside and turns down the temperature, telling Toast that he'll freeze him from the inside out or smthg.

Meanwhile, Lydia's just been hanging out at the sheriff station and waiting for Toast instead of registering for MIT because according to a reminder on her phone, this is the ~last day~ for her to do so and Lydia "IQ of 170" Martin OBVIOUSLY would have put off registration until the last minute. OF COURSE. She ignores the notification bc apparently college isn't important and steals one of the deputies' walkie talkies after she hears strange noises emitting from it. Her absurd attempts to sneak casually would have made Stiles Stilinski proud af.

However, her next move would NOT have made Stiles Stilinski proud af, as she hears the Doctor threatening Toast and immediately decides to go after him alone instead of

1) calling Scott so that Scott and Malia can come with her or

2) taking the Sheriff, seeing as he is her BOYFRIEND'S DAD and also CONVENIENTLY LOCATED IN THE SAME BUILDING AS HER AT THAT MOMENT.

So. Naturally. She goes to Eichen alone, and every sound she hears, every sight she sees, is immensely triggering. For the first time, Teen Wolf actually somewhat addresses the fact that Lydia has PTSD after everything she's been through. This is a good thing. I would be happy with this development if, again, Lydia wasn't alone throughout the entire experience. Clearly, Teen Wolf writers have decided that Strong Female Characters must always face their fears alone if they want to remain Strong Female Characters. Clearly, having her friends there to ground her would have taken away from her character development. Clearly, it wouldn't have been amazing to see Lydia accept her friends' help when s1 Lydia Martin never would have shown weakness around others. Clearly, having a support network when you've faced immense trauma isn't important at all. CLEARLY.

(Clearly I didn't have to pause my TV at this point because I was so horrified and angry that the TW writers placed her in a situation where she was surrounded by a myriad of triggers, on the verge of a panic attack, and completely alone.)

Anyway, Lydia reaches a turning point where she is somehow able to push aside all of those horrible memories and find Toast, who's been slowly freezing to death while watching Doctor hold a gun with shaking hands. Doctor's been explaining that he hates guns and has always been opposed to violence, but his fear of supernatural creatures has led him to believe that eradicating them all is the only way to ensure normal humans' safety.

Lydia runs into the cell just as Doctor raises the gun to shoot Toast in the head. She screams, knocking Doctor back and killing him. GREAT. LET'S ADD ANOTHER TRAUMATIC EICHEN MEMORY TO THE PILE. LYDIA DEFINITELY NEEDED TO KILL SOMEONE ELSE. THAT WOULDN'T BE EMOTIONALLY SCARRING AT ALL. OF COURSE STILES IS ENTITLED TO AN ENTIRE SEASON OF ANGST AFTER KILLING DONOVAN IN SELF-DEFENSE, BUT LYDIA KILLING MULTIPLE PEOPLE WOULDN'T HAVE ANY EMOTIONAL RAMIFICATIONS. OF COURSE.

End scenes:

2.0: Suddenly realizing that freshman boy (I think his name is Aaron) is missing, they go running around the school looking for him and eventually find him in a classroom, magically unharmed. "What are you doing here?" they ask. "Just remembered we have a history test," he replies. I thought this boy was a freshman. smh.

McMarTate: Clearly not scarred from her experiences at all, Lydia rejoins Malia and Scott to discuss their discoveries. Cue "what is everyone afraid of?"/"us" scene combined with a montage of everyone looking away from Liam in slow motion at school the next day, apparently afraid of him. Which is definitely because they magically know he's a werewolf, and not because they don't want to catch the disease that gave him his awful haircut.

Brett: Brett pounces on the guidance counselor, who's looking for him in the woods, and they start fighting. It looks like he's going to win, but then he gets shot in the chest with an arrow and runs off.

The arrow was shot by Gerard.

He tells wannabe hunter/guidance counselor that she has potential.

Huzzah, what a great episode.

Bonus casual racism: Now that Kira's gone, wannabe hunter/guidance counselor (who still doesn't have a name...... oh hey, look, mORE CASUAL RACISM) is the only woman of color on the show... and she's a Black antagonist. This is clearly Not Problematic At All.

Of course, thanks to theories that will be discussed in this week's episode of stydiacast, it's possible that this casting decision is entirely legitimate.

HOWEVER, one other poc was introduced in this episode...... and Aaron, poor young freshman lacrosse player, is now possibly being possessed by spiders and will likely also be a Black antagonist, albeit one with no control over his actions.

Oh, hey, doesn't..... that...... sound..... familiar? It's.... almost like..... another problematic #recycledplotline. *looks at s5 Mason Hewitt*

Thanks, Teen Wolf.