A funny detail about Garrett Douglas teaching the puppy pack about the Schrödinger’s cat is that Erwin Schrödinger was still alive when he got trapped by the dread doctors.
it's not talked about enough how garrett and the ghost riders both recognize theo and immediately frighten upon seeing him, like, "oh no, that's the dread doctors' pet, can't touch him."
“Garrett! Pass!” Liam yelled. It was the night of the Beacon Hill Cyclones versus Devenford Prep. A match Liam had been dreading since the start of the season. Brett has been messing with his head all game and the scores being tied in the final stretch doesn’t help.
Liam’s forehead shines with sweat. He clutches his lacrosse stick harder as the ball hits it. He turns, quickly calculates his throw and…
WHOOSH!
His ball hits the net. The Cyclones quickly erupt into cheers as Scott, Stiles, Jackson, Danny and the others raise him up into the air. The Cyclones finally beat the Devenford Prep. The team celebrates together, walking towards their families who were watching or grabbing water and hanging with the team. But Liam hangs back a little, enjoying the victory. Brett walks over.
“Good job, Liam.” He says, as cool as ever. “Thanks.” Liam says, awkwardly. “No snide comment?” Brett asks. “Nah. It was a game well played.” He says, surprised at his own humility.
“You know. That play with Garrett was good. We didn’t see it coming at all.” Brett starts. Liam looks over at his team. “Yeah.” Liam says, not paying attention to their conversation anymore as he’s counting heads. He sees Scott, Stiles, Kira, Jackson, Danny and Isaac. Someone is missing.
“I’m finally to you and you zone out. Am I that boring?” Brett says, stepping in front of Liam. “Ah, sorry. No-“ Liam shakes his head. “Just zoned out. What were you saying?” Liam asks.
The team slowly filters out towards the locker rooms. Liam and Brett stay back, talking at the fields. When it’s finally time and the celebration moves towards Scott’s house, Brett finally leaves and Liam heads into the locker rooms. It’s eerily quiet, but Liam doesn’t think much of it. He sits down and takes off his lacrosse gear, leaving him in a soaked undershirt, boxers and socks. He sits down and takes a swig of his water, but then hears a noise coming from the shower area.
He gets up, weary of his surroundings. He slowly moves towards the back until a familiar scent enters his nostrils. The scent of an alpha. He takes a whiff, enjoying the smell. It’s Scott’s. He’s sure of it. He relaxes a little due to the familiar scent and walks past the corner of the showers.
There he sees one of Scott’s socks hung up by a string. That’s the source of the pungent scent. Liam looks around, not noticing anyone. He figures this must’ve been a prank by the other members of his team on Scott or something. He takes his opportunity and moves towards the sock, pressing it against his nose and inhaling the intoxicating, masculine stink of his alpha. The pheromones making his eyes flutter a little and making his dick hard.
Until he feels a sharp sting in his neck and the next second, he falls on the floor unconscious.
“I knew a beta boy like you wouldn’t be able to resist his alpha’s scent. Time to come with me.” A guy says, appearing from behind the corner with a crossbow in hand. He leans down and grabs Scott’s sock and takes a sniff as well.
“Mmmh. I understand why you were so mesmerized by his sock. Smells manly.” He smiles as he grabs Liam’s limp body and walks off, hidden by the darkness.
A few hours later, Liam groans as his eyes flutter open. The first thing he notices is the stench hitting his nose.
“Augh-“ He groans. He tries to cover his nose, but his arms are strung up. He struggles in his restraints. He looks around. He’s stuck in what looks like a shed, lit by a few candles and a weak light hanging above a table. On the table he sees a bunch of tools and some sources of the stench. A shoe, some socks, a bottle of… something, a whip, an herb of some kind and a jar with some sort of powder.
“Wha- Who’s there? Hey! Who did this!” Liam yells as he struggles in his restraints. His socked feet barely don’t touch the floor as he flails to get free.
“Calm down, beta boy. You’ll just waste your energy.” A voice is heard. Stepping out of the shadows is…
“Garrett? Why?” Liam asks.
“Don’t worry Liam. You’re just a pawn to get to that alpha whose scent you love so much.” Garrett grins. Liam’s face goes red. “But now that I have you here…” Garrett says as he walks over to the table full of items. “I think I’ll have my fun with one of my hotter teammates. How many people can say that?” Garrett grins over to Liam.
“What the fuck? Dude! Let me go. Now.” Liam growls as he bears his fangs and his eyes glow yellow. “Woah there.” Garrett says, grabbing the herb. “Let’s calm down, alright? You’re in no danger.” He says, walking over and showing no fear. He holds the herb closer to Liam.
“Don’t want to catch a rash now, do we?” Garrett grins. Liam looks at the plant and back at Garrett, not backing down. “You don’t recognize it, do you.” Garrett says, his voice dropping to a more serious tone. “It’s wolfsbane, dumbass.” He says.
Liam’s face turns a little more worried. Garrett moves the wolfsbane under Liam’s nose. “Take a whiff.” He says in an authoritative tone. Liam fights in, turning his head away and trying to kick Garrett away. Garrett grabs his leg and moves it to the side as he steps in between his legs.
“I said. Whiff.” He orders as he grabs Liam’s head back to the front. Liam can’t hold his breath anymore and he inhales. The poison immediately takes effect as his eyes flicker back to their normal form and his fangs retract.
Liam groans as he starts sweating and feeling himself weaken. “There you go! See. Not that hard.” Garrett says, giving Liam a weak punch on the chest. He moves back towards the table.
“You’re dead, Garrett. Scott is going to find you and free me. And once he does, I’m killing you myself.” Liam says through his breaths. Sweat starts to pool on his forehead.
“Really? Well, I do want Scott over here. But I’m not sure about him freeing you.” Garrett replies, his back still turned towards Liam. “Your alpha is a little more difficult to lure than you were.” He says as if he’s thinking out loud.
“What?” Liam growls.
Garrett turns around. “You were thinking with your dick the moment you smelt Scott’s stink. Scott wouldn’t do that. So, you’ll be my bait. The moment he smells you, and trust me. He will.” He says nodding his head to Liam’s sweaty pits. “His alpha instincts are gonna kick in and I’ll strike.” Garrett says.
“That’s not going to work.” Liam growls.
“Why not?” Garrett smirks.
“He’s not that dumb.”
“He may not be. But I also didn’t think you’d go for a sock hanging from the ceiling and that worked.” Garrett mocks. Liam’s face goes red.
“You really do adore your alpha, huh? What is it you like the most about him? His body? His authority? His personality? Or is it really just his smell?” Garrett questions, moving forward.
“His strength. Personality. The way he takes care of everyone.” Liam replies.
“Is that so?” Garret says, now standing in front of Liam. His hands move forwards towards Liam’s pits. His fingers caress the light hairs from his armpits, feeling the sweat. “Damn. You’re pretty soaked.” He grins. He raises fingers towards his nose.
Garrett moans. “You reek, Liam.” He says. Liam’s face turns red again. “Perfect for being a Scott lure.” He says in a flirtatious whisper. “Now about that fun.” Garrett smirks, looking up into Liam’s eyes as his hand travels down towards Liam’s groin.
Liam groans. “Glad you took off the lacrosse gear. Now I get the raw stench of a lacrosse champion.” Garrett grins as he moves his face towards Liam’s exposed armpit. He takes an audible whiff. “Fuck yeah.” He groans. He moves his face closer and starts worshipping Liam’s armpit.
Liam wriggles in his restraints, the feeling of Garrett lapping at his pits making him ticklish. Garrett’s rubs his hand across Liam’s now stiffening cock through his boxers as he keeps worshipping under Liam’s strung up arm.
“Urgh… Garrett… What’re you doing.” Liam says, his voice weak from the pleasure and the wolfsbane. “Having my fun. And by the feels of it, you’re enjoying it too.” Garrett smiles before going back in to Liam’s pit.
Liam turns his head and watches Garrett worship him. He can feel Garrett’s palm moving across his dick, making it all the more enjoyable. He bites his lips, submitting to the enjoyment and letting it happen. Liam moves his armpit around to coat Garrett’s entire face in sweat. “Get in there.” Liam eggs on.
Garrett smiles as Liam encourages him. He lifts his head, rising back up to stand up right. “Enjoying it, are we?” He licks his lips, tasting Liam’s sweat still on his lips. “I won’t hog all the fun.” He says, turning around. Liam watches Garrett’s hips sway. Liam’s horniness clear by the tent in his shorts. Garrett grabs something and walks back over to him.
“And by me having all the fun I meant worshipping.” Garrett says, raising a black, worn-out boot. “I better hear big fucking whiffs, beta.” He grins as he grabs the back of Liam’s head and pushes the boot into his face. Liam moans as the stench-filled shoe is forced onto his nose.
“I wore this bad boy for 5 days straight before this, specially for you.” He winks. Liam squints his eyes as Garrett moves the boot to watch Liam’s face. “Tell me what you smell, beta boy.” He purrs. “Sweat. A lot of it.” Liam whines.
“Come on. That can’t be all.” Garrett says, tilting his head and obviously enjoying it.
“It reeks. Cheese, maybe?” Liam says then takes another whiff.
“Rubber? It’s warm and concentrated…” He says.
“You’re enjoying this even more, huh?” Garrett says, looking down at Liam’s twitching member. “You like being forced into a boot.” He looks up, now with a predatory grin. “Good to know, Liam.” He winks. Liam’s cheeks flush as he breathes in the boot funk.
As he finishes his sentence, a crack is heard. Garrett looks over at the door. “Oh! Seems like our alpha has entered the property.” Garrett grins. He takes the boot away and quickly walks over to the table and grabs the socks. “Open up, Liam.” He purrs.
Liam hesitates, but parts his lips slightly. Garrett quickly ties the socks together and puts them into Liam’s mouth and ties them around his head.
“They’re mine. Enjoy the salt.” Garrett winks. Liam’s tongue explores the damp fabric on it’s own, tasting the sweat from Garrett’s feet. “Too bad I couldn’t get you to finish. Would’ve been fun.” Garrett grins as he grabs a crossbow and loads it. “And if you want more, you know where to find me.” He grins again before he vanishes into the darkness.
Liam hangs there by his arms, soaked in sweat, dick hard and mouth hog-tied by Garrett’s socks. The door of the shed flies open to reveal Scott.
“Oh my god- Liam!” He says, rushing over. “Who did… this…” He says, trailing off as he notices Liam’s hard-on and soaked clothes.
“Mmpphrf!” Liam’s yells into the socks.
“What? Wait.” Scott says as he goes to untie the socks from Liam’s mouth. As he does so, Liam spots Garrett approach from behind. “Scott, watch out!” Liam yells as soon as the socks exit his mouth. Scott turns around as the shot is fired.
With Liam’s free feet, he kicks Scott to the floor with all his might which causes Garrett to miss. “Oh crap-“ Garrett says in a panic before sprinting off, out the door of the shed.
“Holy shit, Liam. Thanks.” Scott smiles. “Garrett? Really?” He says, watching him sprint away from a distance. “Anyways.” He turns back around to see Liam’s puppy eyes looking at him. “Don’t. Talk about it.” Liam says. Scott only chuckles as he starts to untie Liam, his pit right in front of Liam’s face. Liam takes a whiff, taking in the scent that got him in this situation in the first place.
Scott notices, but decides not to say anything as he grins to himself. “So. Enjoyed your little… getaway with Garrett?” He teases. “Shut up and get me out of here.” Liam growls. Scott chuckles again as Liam is freed.
“Here. Your clothes. I found them in the locker room.” He says. “Thanks.” Liam says. “I’ll- uh- keep watch outside.” Scott says. Liam nods.
Liam puts on his clothes, licking his lips as he tastes the last lingering bits of Garrett’s stench on his face, making his dick twitch more.
He exits the shed and walks off with Scott, knowing he’s got enough jerk-off material for the next week.
Hey all! To round out the best teen wolf villain tournament, I'm going to give the rankings of how every character placed of the 32 villains included in this competition. How I'm ranking them is going by the rounds. So the villains that didn't make it past the first round are the lowest, then second, third round etc - within each round, they're ranked by how many or few votes they got.
So if a villain made it past the first round, I'll put their total votes just to see how many they got throughout the whole competition, and just for those who might be curious - but total votes don't have any bearing on their placements. So one villain might have gotten a lot one round and very few the next round, but have more total votes than the villain ranked above them because that villain got more votes the second round.
I know this ranking isn't full proof, but I'm just doing this for fun, so again let's not take it too seriously. This way just made the most sense for how each villain should be ranked. Also I will highlight a villains's vote count red to indicate that it was eliminated that round.
