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Pairing| Gilbert Blythe x female!reader

Growing up in Avonlea, where everyone has a different story, a different life, seems easy. Well that's until unexpected events happen to Y/N.

Prologue

Season 1

3| But What Is So Headstrong As Youth?

4| An Inward Treasure Is Born

5| Tightly Knotted to a Similar String

6| Remorse Is the Poison of Life

7/filler| Wherever You Are Is My Home

Season 2

2| Signs are Small Measurable Things, but Interpretations are Illimitable

6| I Protest Against Any Absolute Conclusion

8| Struggling Against the Perception of Facts

9| What We Have Been Makes Us What We Are

10| The Growing Good of the World

Season 3

1| A Secret Which I Desired to Divine

3| What Can Stop the Determined Heart

5| I Am Fearless and Therefore Powerful

6| The Summit of My Desires - smut

7| A Strong Effort of the Spirit of Good

8| Great and Sudden Change - smut

10| The Better Feeling of My Heart

Epilogue (the happy ending)

Alternative Ending (the ending I was planning on using)

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When an Old Friend Needs Help

Derek Hale x Female Reader

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Warnings: mentions of parental death, mentions of fire, witchcraft, minor angst?

Word Count: 4,878

Summary: Derek and Y/N were best friends, until her parents died and she had to move away. They lost contact as Derek met Kate, and now years later the werewolf is in a pickle and needs help. It’s a good job his sister Cora is brave enough to ask for it. 

Growing up in Beacon Hills had been wonderful, especially when you felt like a freak for how different you were. I was a witch, the only one in my family for hundreds of years. It sounded complicated, but basically, I came from one of the oldest covens in the world. Our lineage was different in the sense that while every descendant carried the magical gene, it would only activate in one member of the family once every five hundred years. During those centuries, it spent time festering, growing more powerful and when the gene was born into a descendant they deemed worthy and able to handle such ferocious power, they allowed the activation. 

I’d discovered my power when I’d turned sixteen and accidentally set the living room couch on fire during an argument with my parents. Of course, I’d been freaked out, but once they calmed me down and explained everything I had at first been relieved that there was an explanation. But then I’d started to hate the magic in my veins— I didn’t have anyone who could relate to what I was going through, and seeing as our lineage was particular when it came to selecting those who could wield the families magic, my parents couldn’t fully understand either. 

From that moment, I was tasked with learning to control my magic, as I couldn’t very well have my powers lashing out every time there was a spike in my emotions. I’d insisted on doing it by myself, as having my parents around risked their safety, and added to the pressure I’d already been feeling. So I started to venture into the woods, the seclusion helping with the anxiety related to hurting others. It had been there, sitting on the leaf covered ground and listening to the stream, the wind moving through the trees, that I’d met Derek Hale for the first time. 

I’d been trying to focus on encouraging the earth to allow a tree to bloom by the stream, my fingers digging into the soil to allow me to be closer to the element I was attempting to connect with. After who knows how long, a willow tree started to blossom, springing eight feet out of the ground. It might have grown taller, had a surprised fast from behind me not severed my focus. I span around immediately and the panic at being witnessed doing magic by a human had accidentally led to a magical flare that lifted him three feet from the ground.

‘Woah!’ He’d yelled, but he didn’t sound afraid, more awed. The absence of fear had calmed me enough that I’d been able to focus and pull my magic back, gently laying him on the ground.

‘I’m sorry, I’m still learning to control it and you took me by surprise. My magic reacted to protect me.’ I explained, my voice quiet but the understanding expression on his face assured me he understood.

‘You don’t have to be afraid of me.’ He stepped forward and his genuine expression made me relax, which allowed me to feel the pull between him and my magic.

‘What are you?’ I wondered, stepping towards him, my right hand reaching out curiously. He didn’t flinch away and allowed me to cup the side of his face. The heat that radiated from him somehow offered me more comfort and I allowed my eyes to flutter closed, so my magic could show me what it wanted me to see.

I gasped, a vision of him transformed into a creature with bright blue eyes that glowed, fangs that glinted in the moonlight. My eyes opened again, but I didn’t step away from him. Despite what I’d seen, I wasn’t afraid. My gut told me to trust him, and it was impossible for me not to when I felt so calm in his presence.

‘You’re a werewolf?’ I asked, having filtered through the magical creatures that resided in the grimoire that my mother and father had given me. Werewolf seemed to fit.

‘H-how did you know that?’ He blinked.

‘When I closed my eyes, I saw you but different. Your eyes were glowing blue and you had fangs.’ I explained. When I noticed the panic in his eyes I was quick to reassure him, ‘I won’t tell anyone, I promise. Besides, all I have is a vision in my mind for proof, and you actually saw me encouraging a tree to grow from the ground.’

The tension released from around his green eyes at my words, and a bright smile lit up his entire face. I blushed a little when I realised I was still cupping his face and I removed my hand to shove inside the pocket of the hoodie I was wearing.

‘I’m Derek.’ He said, holding out his hand with a grin and a knowing look in his eyes.

‘Y/N.’ I shook his hand, resisting the urge to move even closer and bury myself in his warmth.

‘So what are you?’ He asked as we sat together underneath the willow tree I’d created.

‘I’m a witch.’ I said, pulling my knees to my chest, ‘but I’d love to hear more about you! I mean I’ve read about other magical creatures in my grimoire, but it’s nice to actually meet one. It makes me feel… less alone.’

‘Aren’t the rest of your family witches?’ He was confused and a little taken aback, ‘I mean my family has some humans, too but that’s rare. Most of us are wolves.’

‘The line of witches I come from is one of the oldest in the world, and it’s also the most unique.’ I murmured, going on to explain everything to him. 

When I’d get home later that night I’d tell my parents about Derek, about what we’d talked about and how much I’d revealed to him, and they would be furious at me for revealing sacred family secrets to a stranger. But when I’d told him about how confidential the information was, and he promised to take everything I’d said to him to the grave, I believed him. And from that moment on, the werewolf and I were best friends. We told each other everything, he confided in me about what had happened with his first girlfriend, Paige. I’d comforted him and assured him that his blue eyes didn’t mean he was evil, it meant that he was empathetic and willing to sacrifice a part of himself if it meant he could ease the suffering of a girl he loved. I told him about how terrified I was of my own power, how my parents constant warnings that I needed to get my magic under control only added to that fear. He told me that I was born to wield my magic, and control would come in time, I just had to stop forcing it, and let it happen. 

Derek was the only one I let around me when I was practicing because his presence had a calming effect, and I didn’t feel like he was holding me to the impossible expectations my parents were. I was the only one outside of his family he would voluntarily shift in front of, for obvious reasons, and he’d admitted to me that I helped him keep it under control. We could be completely ourselves around each other, and neither of us realised how much that meant until my parents died. They were murdered by a rival coven who’d been hoping to capture me— I’d had a vision of the events when I’d returned home, the house had been dripping with so much magical energy it had been impossible to fight off. 

I’d been distraught and any control I’d gained over my powers had been lost at the sight of my parents’ dead bodies. I’d screamed and fallen to the floor, a torrential wind whipping around me and destroying the house around me. Eventually I passed out, exhausted by the magic I’d exerted and the grief that wrapped around me like a boa constrictor. Derek had found me like that and taken me back to his house, to his mom, for help. When I’d woke, Tahlia Hale had explained what happened, and how social services were waiting to relocate me to my aunt’s home in Florida. I’d been distraught, of course, but I was only sixteen, there was nothing I could do. Derek and I kept contact for a while, but when he started dating a woman named Kate, the letters had depleted until they stopped completely.

//

‘I’m sorry, Cora was it? I’m not sure you have the right person—.’ I started to say, but she cut me off.

‘Hale, my name is Cora Hale, Derek’s younger sister.’ She whispered, and I wondered why she felt the need to lower her voice— who didn’t she want hearing her?

His name made me freeze for a moment, the familiar feeling of pain, rejection and emptiness ricocheting through my heart as it did whenever I thought of him. 

‘Okay, what’s going on, Cora?’ I eventually asked, my tone cautious. Derek had been the only friend I’d had that accepted me for who I was completely. Since he’d stopped writing and essentially dismissed me, I’d been reluctant to let anyone in since, in fear of the unbearable pain when they left.

‘Derek’s in trouble. The whole pack is, actually. There’s this Darach, Jennifer, and a pack of alphas that want us all dead. Derek had a fighting chance when he was an alpha but he gave that up to save me, and if we don’t have help we’re going to die.’ Her voice was hurried, and I felt my heart squeeze at the fear I could hear in her voice, which I understood of course. As his sister and most likely a part of his pack, she was going to be by his side until the end, and knowing death was basically inevitable would scare anyone.

‘Why are you calling me?’ Had he gone back on his promise not to tell anyone? In this situation I could understand, but then why wasn’t he the one calling me?

‘I found your letters in his room. You talk about your magic in them, how hard it is to control without him around.’ She replied, sounding a little sheepish, ‘and honestly, with the magic Jennifer is channeling from these sacrifices, we could use some magic on our side.’

‘Okay, I’m on my way.’ I sighed, there was no question really. Even if it had been nearly ten years since I’d heard from him, there was no way I could dismiss a request for help knowing I could be potentially sentencing Derek to die, ‘I’ll be there in an hour.’

‘Thank you so much!’ She murmured and abruptly hung up the phone.

I shook my head, a fond smile forming on my face as the hundreds of pleasant memories I had with the older Hale flickered through my mind. But I forced it to stop, knowing that nothing good could come of my reminiscing. 

When I’d turned eighteen, I’d inherited an everything my parents had left behind for me. And as much as I’d loved living with my dad’s sister and her husband, they didn’t know about the magic and I hadn’t told them. At the time it was because I was afraid they’d blame me for my parent’s death if they knew, but that was mostly because I was blaming myself. As time had passed, I had realised it wasn’t my fault, but I still didn’t tell them— they were safer if they didn’t know. So once I’d inherited the money my parents left, I packed up and moved to Bakersfield, which was an hour away from Beacon Hills. I’d been attracted to California, because despite living in Florida for two years, it was still my home, and I hadn’t wanted to move back to Beacon Hills, afraid of running into Derek or any of the Hales again. 

I rented an apartment and after I graduated from collage, I got a job as a primary school teacher. But despite how much I loved my job, this place had never really felt like home. I’d been thinking about moving, and receiving Cora’s call felt like a sign. It didn’t take me long to pack, I hadn’t really accumulated much over the years, and within ten minutes I was on the road and desperately trying to distract myself from imagining how Derek was going to react when I turned up. It helped that I was figuring out the best course of action, which threat to deal with first; ideally neutralising Jennifer would be best before she could accumulate more power. But that depended if they were in the midst of an attack when I got there, if that was the case then obviously the alpha pack would need to be taken care of.

Before I knew it, I was arriving in Beacon Hills and following the directions Cora had texted for how to get to Derek’s loft. When I got close enough I didn’t even need the instructions as my magic recognised him, and the pull that somehow still felt so familiar stirred within me and led me to a loft down town. I found myself almost numbly walking up the stairs and knocking on the metal sliding door that I knew he was standing in. As I heard footsteps coming closer, my nerves returned full force, I had to take a deep breath to calm myself down. 

‘Y/N?’ A young girl answered the door, her voice hushed and her posture stiff. I nodded, understanding she wanted quiet for whatever reason.

‘Thank god.’ She grabbed my wrist and yanked me inside the loft, slamming the door behind her.

‘Why are you being so… weird?’ I asked, not able to think of a better word for their erratic behaviour.

‘Well…’ she smiled sheepishly and led me over to the long table at the back of the room, in front of a window that gave an incredible view of the town below, ‘I haven’t actually told him that I called you.’

‘What?’ I blinked, my heart beat picking up anxiously, how the hell would he react? What if he didn’t want to see me? I took a breath and reminded myself I was here to help him, nothing more.

‘Cora?’ My heart skipped a beat at the voice. It was him. I was sure of it, his voice was deeper with age, but I’d recognise it anywhere, even after all this time.

He appeared at the top of the metal staircase, his eyes finding mine and freezing with surprise. I took the moment to take him in, surprised at how much he’d changed. He’d aged well, that was for sure, he had broad shoulders, a muscular frame and he walked with a confidence that had been absent when we were sixteen. But his eyes were still the familiar shade of green, and that similarity comforted me just as it had all that time ago. I idly wondered if he still emitted as much warmth as he had then, and my magic tingled at my fingertips at the thought, yearning to find out. 

‘Hey, Derek.’ I said, my voice tentative and when I saw the way his jaw clenched as he looked away from me, I felt my guards come up.

‘What are you doing here?’ His voice was blunt, and harsh. 

I felt myself flinch and I turned to look out of the window rather than him, hoping he wouldn’t see it. But he did, and his heart squeezed painfully in his chest, hating himself for causing you any kind of pain.

‘I’m here to help, Derek.’ I told him, my voice even and almost robotic.

‘How did you know we needed help?’ He frowned, giving Cora a look when he smelled the guilty chemo signals emitting from her. 

‘It doesn’t matter. I need you to tell me everything you know about the Darach and once she’s taken care of, I’ll deal with Deucalion.’ I sighed, pulling my grimoire out of the shoulder bag I’d bought up to the loft with me.

‘What are you going to do?’ Cora asked, looking at my book curiously and eagerly looking over my shoulder at the pages when I opened it up.

‘First I’m going to neutralise her power, feed back all of the magic she’s gained from sacrifices into the earth where it belongs.’ I stopped as I found the appropriate page, pleased that it only required an incantation and blessed offerings from the five elements.

‘And then?’ Derek prompted.

‘It’s up to you. I’m not an executioner, but there won’t be anything to stop her from doing the same all over again if you let her live.’ I told him honestly, a girl this thirsty for power was unlikely to just give it up completely, especially if she had a vendetta.

‘We’ll figure it out.’ Cora said, knowing her brother didn’t like the idea of killing her, even if she was a psychotic bitch who absolutely deserved it.

‘Can you get her here?’ I asked, pulling out the appropriate element channelling talismans from my bag— they were often needed to provide a tether for incantations, so I always had them on me.

‘Yes.’ He sighed, running a hand through his hair, ‘she’s been trying to get me to agree to help her, if I make her think i’ll do it, she’ll come.’

‘Good, get on that then.’ I said, walking around the loft and placing a token in each corner. 

The sooner I could deal with these threats, the sooner I could leave. I could already feel it happening, the temptation, the need to be near him— it was overriding the abandonment, the anger, the confusion. I needed to get out of here before my common sense was completely eradicated by my body’s, my magic’s, response to him.

//

Taking care of Jennifer had been easy, honestly easier than I’d expected. The only unplanned event was her dying— she suffered a heart attack from the excursion of the power she’d accumulated being pulled from her body. If she hadn’t tried to use her magic to fight me then she wouldn’t have died, but she fought until the end. I could tell Derek and Cora had been relieved— it meant that her blood didn’t have to be on her hands, so in the end I’d been glad for them, too.

Afterwards, we’d moved on to the alpha pack, though that was a little less planned. Derek and Cora had suggested a night of rest before taking them on, and despite not needing to, I’d taken him up on his offer, giving into my body’s desire to be around him for as long as possible. I’d been in the middle of a peaceful nights sleep until I was woken up by the sound of an alarm going off. Derek had yanked me out of bed, him and Cora standing in front of me and blocking me from the sight of those who entered the loft. I waited, allowing my magic to determine how many threats there were, and when I counted five I struck before they could so much as take another step. They all fell to their knees, grasping at their throats as air was taken away from them.

‘Y/N, what are you doing?’ Derek asked, concern in his tone. I felt my heart skip a beat when I realised his concern wasn’t for them, it was for me— he knew the effect of taking a life could have on a person and he didn’t want that for me.

‘Trust me, Der.’ The nickname slipped out of my mouth, feeling familiar and right as it did. I missed Cora’s shock as the usually untrusting Hale stepped back immediately, but kept his worried eyes trained on me as I stepped towards the alphas.

‘I’m not going to kill you, but when you wake up, you will be human.’ I murmured, enjoying their shock before they all slipped into unconsciousness. 

I acted quickly, casting a spell that would ensure they remained asleep until I willed for them to wake— it ensured I’d have enough time to successfully cast the spell.

‘Is that true?’ Cora said after I’d finished casting my sleeping spell, her voice astounded.

‘Yes. There’s a spell I saw a few years ago in here that will do that, but I’m going to modify it a little.’ I murmured, my hands hovering over my grimoire as I thought about the spell I needed. A few seconds later, the book opened on the correct page— it was a lot quicker than flipping through. 

‘Modify it how?’ Derek asked, stepping closer to where I was stood, my back to the ceiling to floor window as I read the spell’s requirements from my book. I could feel the heat radiating from him and I had to fight to keep my eyes from fluttering shut as a wave of comfort washed over me.

‘So that if they get bitten by a werewolf their bodies will reject the bite, that way they can’t go away only to come back to finish what they started.’ I explained, pulling a notepad and pen from my bag to start rewriting the incantation, ‘I’m also going to alter their memories before transporting them somewhere else.’

‘That sounds complicated.’ Derek commented, shifting closer to me not immune to the pull that existed between us.

‘It is, that’s why I put the sleeping spell on them, they can’t wake until I will them to.’ I said lifting myself to sit on the metallic table, my legs crossed as I immersed myself in concentration. 

//

It took days for me to get the incantation correct, and I didn’t move or sleep once. Derek had been concerned, grateful for his bed on the lower ground of the loft as it meant he could be near during the night in case anything happened. I didn’t notice consciously, but my magic was calmer whenever he was in the room around me, and the few rare occasions he did leave my magic put a shield around me. My magic knew when he was around he would keep me safe, even if I was unaware of that myself.

When I finally re-emerged from writing the spell, it was to a room full of strangers who were all eyeing me curiously, aside from a blue eyed man, who was staring at the unconscious alphas with a longing expression. I felt my shield expand at my sudden anxiety, not seeing Cora or Derek anywhere in the room didn’t help.

‘Hi, Y/N?’ A brown haired, brown eyed boy stepped forward, his hand extended and a friendly smile on his face, ‘I’m Scott McCall, this is Stiles,’ he gestured to a honey eyed boy, ‘this is Lydia,’ the strawberry blonde girl waved, ‘this is Allison,’ the dark haired beauty offered me a shy smile, ‘this is Issac.’ The curly haired boy offered a bashful wave, ‘and that is Peter.’ He gestured to the man who didn’t spare me a glance, his eyes fixed on the alphas.

‘Nice to meet you all.’ I smiled, shy myself, ‘what’s going on?’

‘Derek asked us to keep an eye on you while you were out of it in spell writing land.’ Stiles explained, his eyes becoming suspicious as he too noticed Peter being sketchy.

‘Where is he?’ I wondered, slipping off the table and stretching my aching muscles.

‘He and Cora had to go and get groceries.’ Lydia said, as Scott’s eyes darted to the door.

‘Sounds like they’re back.’ He murmured just before the loft door slid open to reveal Cora and Derek carrying grocery bags.

I felt myself relax, comforted at seeing two familiar faces in a room full of strangers.

‘Y/N, you’re back.’ Derek murmured, practically shoving the bags he was holding into Issac’s arms as he made his way over to me, ‘are you alright?’

I felt my magic start to buzz at the feel of his warmth as he came to a stop in front of me, his brow furrowed in concern.

‘I’m fine,’ I smiled softly, ‘I’m ready to cast the spell.’ My eyes drifted over to Peter again to find his cold and calculating eyes on us. I felt a shiver move down my spine as a feeling of foreboding washed over me. My hand clasped Derek’s, the skin to skin contact allowing me to communicate with him without having to speak a word.

Peter is giving off foreboding energy and he keeps looking at the alphas with longing.

Derek’s expression hardened as he looked over to his uncle, his jaw clenching in frustration and anger. His eyes returned to mine, the both of us ignoring the confusion of the others. His green eyes softened as he stared back into my eyes.

He’s power-hungry. He killed my sister so that he could become an alpha, he’s actually the one who bit and turned Scott. He also murdered everyone who was connected to the fire that killed most of my family.

My eyes widened in shock, my heart squeezed painfully at the expression of grief on his face, and as much as I longed to talk to him about it, I knew now wasn’t the time.

Is he still an alpha?

He shook his head and added, I killed him and became an alpha, I had to give it up in order to save Cora when the Darach attacked her though. We’re both beta’s now.

My hand squeezed his comfortingly as pain moved through his expression at the memories of his sister in pain, should I include him in the spell? Make him human?

Derek stared at me for a long moment, his expression torn between doing what was right and what was obligated through the bond of family. Eventually he said, Yes.

I nodded, looking over to Peter and casting the incantation to render him unconscious. The others jumped, looking between me and the unconscious beta in disbelief.

‘He‘ll be included in the spell, too.’ I explained, picking up the memo pad I’d discarded on the table with the completed incantation, ‘when he wakes he’ll be human, with no memory of ever being a werewolf, as will all of the others. They will then be transported back to where they originated from with no memories of Beacon Hills or anyone they met when they came here, well, aside from Peter.’

‘You can do that?’ Stiles’ jaw hung open in disbelief, until Lydia elbowed him in the stomach, his mouth snapped shut with an audible click.

‘Yes, but I’ll need to concentrate.’ I said, ‘so if you’re staying, you’ll need to be quiet and over there.’ I pointed to the area where Derek’s bed resided and bit back a smile when they all shuffled over without argument.

With a wave of my hand, I lifted all of the alphas, and Peter, so that they formed a circle. I sat at the centre and closed my eyes, blocking out the several pairs of eyes I could feel intently focused on me. I was relieved at how easily the first phase of the spell went, demoting them to humans was simple, it was the transportation that was going to take it out of me. I idly wondered if I should have warned the others how weak I was going to be after, but it was too late now. I had my eyes closed to allow for maximum concentration so I didn’t see the amazed expressions of most of the others as each of the former alphas started to disappear. They faded gradually, like bubbles from a bubble bath fizzling away until they were all gone, aside from Peter. What I didn’t know was Derek’s eyes never wavered from mine, he stayed fixed on me, his concern growing as he noticed my breathing becoming ragged and my heart beat slowing as exhaustion overcame me. 

I tried to stand when it was done, hoping to at least get onto a bed to rest and regain my energy, but my knees buckled. I was unconscious before my body hit the ground. Which was why I didn’t feel Derek’s arms catch me and lift me bridal style. He ushered the others from his bedroom area and laid me underneath the covers before tucking me in. The pack watched, astounded, as Derek’s stony expression was no where to be seen, a soft, gentle one in its place. He made sure she was alright before ordering the others from the loft, not wanting them to disturb what was obviously vital sleep. 

When they were gone— taking Peter with them and promising to drop him off at his apartment down town— he sat next to his bed and held her hand in his. He tried to take her pain, but let out a relieved breath when he couldn’t find any. As he stared at her serene expression as she slept, he made a vow to himself then and there not to let her go again. He needed her in his life, and he hadn’t realised how much until now.

A/N: I’m aware this is a bit of a cliffhanger ending, but it felt right to wrap it up here! The problems taken care of, and when she wakes up they’re going to talk and sort out their issues. I.e. happily ever after. Hope you liked it! 

Masterlist Update 06.22.19

Theo Raeken

Fanfics:

Torn Masterlist (Jordan Parrish x Reader, Theo Raeken x Reader)                               

She’s Mine Now Masterlist - Theo Raeken x Reader, Stiles Stilinski x Reader

 Unexpected - Theo Raeken x Reader

Secrets  Masterlist- Theo Raeken x Reader

Imagines:

Nightmares - Theo Raeken x Reader

Betas - Issac Lahey x Reader , Theo Raeken x Reader

Drunk - Theo Raeken x Reader

Suspicion - Theo Raeken x Reader

Ten Things I Hate About You - Theo Raeken x Reader

Jealous Chimera - Theo Raeken x Reader

Lost Boy - Theo Raeken x Reader

Fronting - Theo Raeken x Reader

Happier - Theo Raeken x Reader, Scott McCall x Reader

Wait - Theo Raeken x Reader

Perfect - Theo Raeken x Reader

Gunshots - Theo Raeken x Reader, Issac Lahey x Reader                         Part 2

Lifting the Pain - Theo Raeken x Liam Dunbar

Anchor - Theo Raeken x Liam Dunbar

Fright - Theo Raeken x Reader

Roommates - Theo Raeken x Reader

Chimera and Princesses - Theo Raeken x Reader

Numb - Theo Raeken x Reader

Living Hell - Theo Raeken x Reader                                                        Part 2

Lapdance - Pack x Reader

Cheater - Theo Raeken x Reader                                                            Part 2

If you get killed, I’ll get killed - Theo Raeken x Reader                                Part 2

Stiles Stilinksi 

Fanfics:

Baby Daddies Masterlist (Issac Lahey x Reader, Stiles Stilinski x Reader)                                                                                                          

Bestfriends Secrets Masterlist - Stiles Stilinski x Reader

She’s Mine Now Masterlist- Theo Raeken x Reader, Stiles Stilinski x Reader 

Imagines:

Holding on - Stiles Stilinski x Reader, Pack x Reader                                        Part 2

You’re Perfect - Stiles Stilinski x Reader

Little League - Derek Hale x Stiles Stilinski

The Duff - Stiles Stilinski x Reader

Lapdance - Pack x Reader

Scott McCall

Fanfics:

Moving Forward Masterlist (Derek Hale x Reader, Scott McCall x Reader)

Little Beta(s) Masterlist (Liam Dunbar -platonic x Reader, Scott McCall x Reader)

Momma’s Boy Masterlist (Liam Dunbar-platonic x Reader, Scott McCall x Reader)

Returned Masterlist - Scott McCall x Reader, Scott McCall x Allison Argent

Imagines:

Jealousy - Scott McCall x Reader

Unexpected - Scott McCall x Reader

Mourn - Scott McCall x Reader

Happier - Theo Raeken x Reader, Scott McCall x Reader

Lapdance - Pack x Reader

Jordan Parrish

Fanfics:

Torn Masterlist (Jordan Parrish x Reader, Theo Raeken x Reader)                              

Isaac Lahey

Fanfics:

Baby Daddies Masterlist (Issac Lahey x Reader, Stiles Stilinski x Reader)

Imagines:

Current Location - Issac Lahey x Reader

Betas - Issac Lahey x Reader , Theo Raeken x Reader

Gunshots - Theo Raeken x Reader, Issac Lahey x Reader                      Part 2

Comfort - Isaac Lahey x Reader

Lapdance - Pack x Reader

Liam Dunbar

Fanfics:

Little Beta(s) Masterlist (Liam Dunbar -platonic x Reader, Scott McCall x Reader)

Momma’s Boy Masterlist (Liam Dunbar-platonic x Reader, Scott McCall x Reader)

Imagines:

Taken - Liam Dunbar x Reader                                                               Part 2

Lifting the Pain - Theo Raeken x Liam Dunbar

Anchor - Theo Raeken x Liam Dunbar

Brett Tobalt

Imagines:

Shift - Brett Tolbot x Reader

Derek Hale

Fanfics:

Moving Forward Masterlist (Derek Hale x Reader, Scott McCall x Reader)

The Hunter and The Alpha Masterlist (Derek Hale x Reader, Dean Winchester x Reader)

Imagines:

Professor Hale- Derek Hale x Reader

Little League- Derek Hale x Stiles Stilinski

Aim To Please- Derek Hale x Reader (SMUT)

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X reader issues

One thing I hate about some “x readers” is that they say they’re x reader but then put a name for the reader…ruins the whole imagination for us…that’s just my opinion