I WANT TO READ IT!!! :D

no no just asking in general I didnt want to send in a request with a charcter you didnt want to write lol sorry if I was the confusing one

No, it’s fine! Sorry for the mix up, haha, I can write for any character that you’d like. It’ll just depend on if I’m able to write like them within the fics. Other than that, I don’t writing for any character! 😊😊

I’m about to have a fun afternoon.

So my trainer’s bf cheated on her. She broke up with him. He’s holding her stuff hostage until she agrees to talk with him. Which she refuses.

She trains; for free mind you; three college linebackers, a college wrestler, two martial artists, a body builder, and… wait for it…. a Navy seal. We’re gonna go get her shit for her.

This should make for an interesting story.

I’d like to bring this back up because it’s the most wonderful thing I’ve ever seen.

How was ur weekend? :)

Sorry for the late response but my weekend was okay. Nothing interesting happened, to be honest. Hope your weekend was better than mine!

Update on life

My tutor can f*ck off.

We had a conversation two weeks ago, I know long time but hey, one to one. Private convo and in this convo, she carefully, and I say carefully because without having to even say the actually words, she told me that uni isn't my thing. That the work I have been putting my f*cking back into, isn't worth it to get into uni. She then says that I should look into other uni's to apply to because I won't be able to get a B as my overall grade to get into uni.

However, she continues on to smooth it out but stating that I'm doing better than last year. But that isn't going to do sh*t. Other than that, that's my update on life and I'm still wanting to slip into a coma.

Depressolit out

This may have been thought of already!!

What if, Steve and Bucky were actually secretly dating each other during the 1940's but they didn't want people to know so Bucky took on the roll of being a ladies man and tried to get Steve to have a double date with him because then Bucky could be with Steve while on a 'Date' with the girl. Like, what if they came out to the Howling Commandos and their responses was like,"That's great sarge! Congratulations, deflowering the Cap!!" Like what if they were really happy and then Bucky falls off the train and Steve couldn't live without him so he just contemplates suicide for a bit and Peggy tries to help him through it cause she's a good friend! Like what if, Steve's 'sacrifice' was actually an attempted suicide so Steve could be with Bucky... But then finds out he's been sleeping for 70 years and he couldn't be with Bucky at all until he finds out that Bucky is the Winter Soldier and then he thinks his life is back, his home.

Only to find out that he doesn't remember and then his home is ripped away from him again. Only to find out again, that Bucky is getting his memories back slowly and Steve has to protected his home, even if it means to fight Tony, a man that understands him in the PTSD and guilt department.

Like, this may have been thought of but I just want to put what I think out there. 😊

Wait, who’s back? Update

Hey everyone! I haven’t been on here much nor have I been doing any writing. Not going to lie, I lost motivation in my writing. Well, I lost motivation to do anything in general but I’m back and I am determined to finish the third chapter whilst I do my University essay! Hopefully I will finish it tonight and posted by either tomorrow or the day after.

I hope you are all doing okay!

is the guy in your icon allisons dad from teen wolf? lol

Oh, yea! It totally is. Have you seen the man?! He is smokin' hot. Couldn't decided whether to have him, Tyler hoechlin or Ian Bohen as a PFP! Haha!

He’s Family - Peter Hale

Fandom – Teen Wolf

Ship – Peter Hale/Matthew Stilinski [OMC] ; Peter Hale & Stiles Stilinski – Friendship ;

Characters – Peter Hale, OMC, Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale, Scott McCall, Lydia Martin and Allison Argent [ mentioned ]

Word Count - 2,142

Authors Note – So, I wanted to start off my page with a fic to get it going and I hoped you all enjoyed it! I swear I will try and improve on my writing, I don’t know what I think about it but either way, when I first started this fic, I had no idea where it was heading, and I really didn’t know it was going to end like that. Sorry to all of the Scott fans out there, didn’t mean to make it like that but it just happened, same with Stiles!

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“Mm, you’re leaving already?”

“Yes, they called me in. I can’t disobey the Alpha.”

The body on the bed moved slightly causing the sheets to rustle. “It’s four in the morning. What could he possibly need from you that can’t wait till a reasonable time?”

“Who knows, either way, he wants me to see him and I’m going to have to see him.” The figure standing move closer to the person on the bed. Bending down, the standing figure kissed the other on the forehead before backing up and making his way to the bedroom door.

“You need to be careful, okay?”

“I’m always careful.” A hint of a smirk came from the standing figure.

“I’m serious, Peter. Be careful.”

The male standing, now known as Peter, turned his body until he was facing the laying body. Well, no longer laying, the figure on the bed was now sat up against the headboards.

“I will, sweetheart. Don’t worry.”

After that, Peter walked out of the bedroom and down the stairs until he reached the entrance of the house. With a roll of his neck, he walked out of the building and towards his car, ready to make his way to his nephew’s loft.

“You better be.” Was the last thing Peter heard from his significant other before he climbed into his vehicle and backed out of his driveway.

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“What is so important that you had to call me out of bed, dear nephew?” Left Peter’s lips once he stepped into the loft. Everyone was there, except for Stiles, lord knows where Stiles is. Probably sleeping.

Derek scowled from where he sat, eyes glaring at Peter. “You’re late.”

Rolling his eyes, Peter walked down the steps, making his way to an empty sitting space. “I am not late, and you haven’t answered my question.”

“He called a meeting because Stiles has been kidnapped.” Filled the silence, coming from a space a few seats down from the older man. Turning his head, Peter instantly recognized the red fiery hair, Ms. Lydia Martin.

“Repeat that for me again.” Eyes going cold as he looked at everyone sitting in the loft, his hearing must be going because he did not just hear that Stiles was kidnapped.

“You heard what she said, Peter. She doesn’t need to repeat it and we need your help.” Derek replied, stopping Lydia from speaking.

“Then I’m sure she can repeat what she said, to me.” Rang through the loft, silencing everyone and causing them to turn their heads to the loft door. There, standing there with an angry expression, looking ready to rip someone apart if they spoke, stood Stiles Stilinski’s older brother. Matthew Stilinski.

Everyone sat there, staring at the male figure storming down the stairs looking ready to kill. However, they did come out of it as soon as they watched Peter walk up to the man, eyebrows drawn tight and a frown set on his lips.

“What are you doing here? You should be at home, sleeping.” Whispered Peter, eyes roaming the other males face as he spoke. Whispers began to fill up the quiet loft, something Peter chose to ignore whilst waiting for his lovers response.

“I felt pains in my chest; I knew it wasn’t you because you had just left,” Matthew began to explain, his voice serious while his eyes showed his worry. “I rang my dad next, he sounded fine and when I rang Stiles, he didn’t answer. To me, that’s very strange.”

As Matthew stood there, explaining why he was at the loft, it was silent again. Everyone seemingly interested as to why the older Stilinski was in the loft and why Peter’s so close to him. Their conversation was soon interrupted by a someone clearing their throat, with a look that said, ‘we’re carrying this conversation later’. Peter turned around to face his nephew once again, a feral grin on his lips before they parted to let the words out.

“What’s the plan?”

Before Derek could even open his mouth to respond to his uncle, Scott spoke instead, causing Derek to lean back into his chair, glaring at the crocked jawed teen.

“Are you really going to let him be here and listen to what we’re going to say.”

Peter scoffed at what the teen said, choosing to ignore it as he stood by his lover’s side, everyone else, on the other hand, was staring at him. Some with one of their eyebrows lifted in question. With everyone being silent, Matthew thought he should be the person to answer the question his younger brother’s best friend, ‘ex-best friend more like.’ Ran through his head before he spoke.

“Yes, you are. If you try and remove me from this meeting, I will then make it my personal mission to make your life a living hell.” Matthew growled out as he glared at the tanned teen, eyes boring into his soul before changing his focus to Derek.

Shrugging his shoulders, Derek began the meeting, telling each member all of the information that they needed to know as well as suggesting a plan of attack. Some protested, others agreed, therefore they all agreed to change some aspects of the plan. With the final plan of attack in place, they all set out to rescue a member of their pack, determination etched onto their faces.

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They all stumbled into the loft, cuts, and bruises prominent on their skin. Shuffling into the room, the pack members all stumbled their way to a seat, releasing a sigh once they sat down. They all started to drift off into a deep slumber, only to be startled when the loft door slammed shut. Peter supporting Stiles to an empty space on the sofa and Matthew walking behind them with the scent of anger, pain and disgust coming from him. It didn’t help that when Matthew was angry, it was calm anger, the type of anger that scared everyone the most.

“Why, pray tell were there hunters in Beacon Hills? Stiles told me that there were dealt with.” Matthew growled to everyone in the room, a storm in his eyes as he eyed everyone in the room, not carrying that they are exhausted.

“That,” arm lifted and finger point at the sliding door, “that did not, and I mean did not look as if it was dealt with. They should have been killed.” His dark eyes landed on to the Alpha of the pack, Scott McCall, waiting for his excuse to tumble out of his mouth.

“We don’t kill, Matt. We’re not the type of people to kill.” There it was, the same sentence he’s been sprouting out to everyone to the point that his own brother, his best friend, was hurt.

“You may not be but everyone else in this room is. They know what’s good for the pack, not getting rid of your enemies will cause this pack to be dead in a fucking week.”

“Killing is wrong, Matt. You have to unde–“

“Oh, I do, but you don’t care if someone else does your dirty work, right?” The older Stilinski sneered, leaving Scott to stammer whilst Matthew continued to speak, his voice carrying over his. “Working with the enemy, using your pack members until you get what you want and let us not forget too busy thinking with your dick instead of looking around you!”

“This isn’t a game, McCall. If you don’t get your head out of your fucking ass, I will take my brother away from this hostile pack.” Once that was finished, Scott and everyone else bar Peter and Stiles, started whining and protesting.

“I don’t care for your petty excuses anymore, Scott. My baby brother was kidnapped tonight, and you didn’t notice until you messaged him because Allison was too busy doing other things to suck your dick.”

Looking around the room once more, Matthew’s dark eyes drank in everyone’s expression before he turned and walked to the sofa Peter and Stiles was on, determined to head home. Picking up his brother, bridal style, the adult began to make his way to the entrance, his lover not far behind him. He came to a stop once he reached the top step, voice cold but stern.

“If you don’t sort your world view out and think of your pack instead of your dick and your murderous girlfriend, I will be taking your pack members and make them mine.”

That caused Scott to growl loudly, red tinting his eyes as he stared at the back of the Stilinski. Leading Peter to turn around and flash his ice blue eyes to the teen, his lips shaped into a snarl.

“You are not fit to be an Alpha, but I suppose children shouldn’t be dealing with adult cards.” With that, Matthew used his magic to open the door and walked out, heading straight towards the elevator. When it opened, he stepped inside, turning around to face the pack, now standing around in the loft with a lost expression on their faces.

Unsympathetic eyes stared at them until the elevator doors closed, cutting their contact with the two Stilinski’s.

“Well that was eventful but as you know, I need to get going as you made my mate unhappy. I’ll have to deal with it.” Turning his eyes to crocked jawed teen, Peter gave him a disappointed look, laced with regret.

“I wished I never turned you.”

Spinning in his spot, the oldest Hale walked out of the loft. No longer wanting to concern himself with such a pathetic pack.

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A few hours had passed since the whole ordeal that happened at the loft. Matthew finally went to sleep, after much pestering from Peter, now it was only Peter awake. He was ready to take care of his lover’s little brother once he wakes. He was busy in his thoughts that he didn’t notice the figure lying on the sofa began to move around and then with a fluttering of lashes, amber eyes opened to the world. A jostle at his side, however, caused Peter to come out of his trance and peer down at the younger male, a soft smile on his lips.

“How are you doing, little red?” voice soft with a hint of worry and concern laced in.

Shifting ever so lightly, Stiles sat on the sofa, warm and cozy while looking up at Peter. “Good, it doesn’t hurt anymore. You wouldn’t be using your werewolf mojo, would you?” The teen’s voice barely a whisper, Peter was lucky that he was a werewolf or else he wouldn’t have heard the poor boy.

“No, it was your brother instead. He worked his “mojo” to heal you and get rid of the pain.” His fingers wiggling when saying the word mojo, the smile never leaving his lips.

“Do you want something to drink?”

A nod was all he needed before he stood up to retrieve a glass of water for the boy, he made sure to listen to Stiles, just in case something happens, and he gets hurt again. To be fair, the boy is quite clumsy.

Walking back into the living room, he gave Stiles the glass of water, instructing him to drink it slowly before suggesting that he sleeps in the guest room tonight. Peter had already called the Sheriff to tell him what happened and that Stiles shouldn’t be at home by himself right now, the Sheriff agreed before informing Peter to keep him updated.

That was the end of the conversation. Short but not threatening, which was good.

It took a few minutes, but the older man was able to change Stiles in his brother’s sleeping clothes and laid him on the bed, telling him that if he needed anything, he can either call him or Matthew. With that done, Peter went back to his room, and the first thing he noticed was that his mate was awake.

Walking towards Matthew’s side of the bed, he lent down and kissed his forehead before heading into the ensuite bathroom for a shower. When he came back out, dressed in his sleeping pants, he walked to his bed and got settled, pulling the other male close to his chest so that they were spooning.

Nuzzling his nose at the back of the younger males neck. The older male let out a content sigh before replying. “I did though, he’s family, after all, sweetheart.”

Comfortable silence soon filled the room, enough to cause Peter to drift off to sleep. However, he didn’t have the luxury because it was interrupted by the words coming out of the other male’s mouth. “You didn’t need to do that.”

That was all that needed to be said because Matthew pulled one of Peter hands to his lips and kissed before snuggling back into the man. Both content as they both fell asleep.

The End

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Update on Wait, Who's Back?

Right, I'm currently typing out the chapter and let me tell you guys. I think it's going to be a long chapter. And I still have a lot of bullet points to cover in this second chapter.

Here is a picture of the bullet points that I still need to do. One's that are highlighted in yellows means that I've finished it. Sorry if it's really blurry, I made it like that so you guys don't get spoilers.