#pack imagine

[snipsnsnailsnwerewolftales]

Okay.

Who wrote this?

I owe you a hug and a smooch bc this is 👌🏻🤌🏻. ❤️

[imagine-sterek]

Imagine that Stiles used to go to music school, learning piano and how to sing. Once all the supernatural mishap began he had to stop, and he put his keyboard away for safe keeping. One pack night, when Lydia’s in charge of the aux, he hears ‘I Hear a Symphony’ (Cody Fry) and can’t help but sing along.

Derek just watches on in awe, utterly entranced by Stiles' voice.

[contentconsumer]

Dating Isaac Lahey Would Include...

A/N: Isaac Lahey never went to France & Allison never died. I did enjoy writing headcannons so! My requests are OPEN, and you can find my masterlist here Word Count: 962 Pairing: Isaac Lahey X Reader Warnings: N/A Summary: Pretty self-explanatory Requested?: No but please request Teen Wolf!!

○ This boy will never admit it to anyone but you but he LOVES cuddling. ○ Maybe it's because of his childhood but whenever he can he will be cuddling you. ○ You also love to nap together, as you being a student and him being a werewolf you rarely have time to sleep. ○ Wearing his scarves. ○ Him pulling you into a kiss with a scarf. ○ Wearing his lacrosse jersey most the time. You have multiple lying around your house, and it's guaranteed  if he forgets his, you will have a spare for him. ○ Slowly stealing all his jumpers and it took him ages to realise. 

Like months went past of you stealing one jumper every time you were at the McCall house but it wasn't until you started wearing them to school that he realised that you had them all ("I like that jump- that's mine isn't it?" "All this time I just thought Miss McCall was behind on my laundry!").

○ Looking after him when he has a nightmare (and vis versa as the supernatural is scary and you can't tell me it wouldn't scare you). ○ Him being scared that you would leave him when you found out he was a werewolf. ○ "What do you mean you know?" "I mean I know about the supernatural babe." "But how?" "It is not that difficult at ALL, all the weird shit going on here? All it takes is a google search to figure it out." ○ The rest of the pack adoring you as you make Isaac slightly less cocky. ○ First time you met his whole cool composure went out the window and he could barely speak to you. He was blushing - Lydia saw and this and continues to bring it up. ○ Lydia also being the reason you got together - through her forcing Isaac to ask you out. ○ Him sneaking into your room at night to 'protect you' ("You're protecting me looks an awful like sleeping") ○ First time he did it however you weren't expecting visitors so may of punched him in the face due to him making you jump. He had a bloody nose. It was an whole ordeal. ○ Lots of whisper shouting. ○ Many inside jokes. ○ Him being so unbelievably in love with you. ○ You being aggressive whenever he gets hurt. At first you used to panic (e.g. Screaming while you drive Isaac to Deaton when he shows up to your house almost bleeding out) but now you just yell stupid things to help your anxiety "Again?! You got shot AGAIN. STILINSKI I TOLD YOU TO WATCH HIM." ○ Derek finding Isaac's adoration with you extremely cute but only bullies him about it. ○ You standing up to Derek and he wont admit it but you intimidate him - "You think you're so big and mighty huh sour wolf? I may be human but I can still murder you and make it seem like an accident." ○ Being the HOTTEST couple. I'm talking walking into school, sunglasses on, basically so cool you would be in slow mo. ○ Fighting bad guys together - much to his protest - "I told you to stay in the car." "Well if I was still in the car then you would be dead." ○ Comedic duo - even when you're not trying to be. The conversation between you two is hilarious. ○ Stupid jokes constantly. ○ You trying to make him do school work and him only doing it if you sit with him and go over everything. ○ You bringing his grades up. ○ Melissa adores you. Ever since she took Isaac in she treated him like another son and only wants the best for the boy that has been through hell. ○ Melissa will take photos of you doing everything just because she finds you adorable - cue the album of photos of you and Isaac asleep. ○ Dancing at 3AM in your pyjamas just because you're awake. ○ Making him feel like a normal teenager. ○ Him looking after you drunk, taking you back to his home and putting you to bed and covering for you ○ His covering for you is awful - "Is she drunk?" "NO! She's like this all the time?" "What throwing up?" "Ye-She's throwing up?" ○ Supporting him at lacrosse. ○ His puts his hand into your back pocket and spins you into his arms to kiss you. ○ Jokes about you being smaller than him. ○ Him resting his arm on your head ○ Forehead kisses !!! ○ Piggyback rides constantly ○ Him trying pick up lines on you and you just looking at him with such a '?' expression ○ Reading to him ○ Him sitting on the toilet while you shower as he talks to you about his day. (When you don't let him in the shower with him) ○ Singing with him. Like belting out any song that comes on. ○ One night you were having a lazy night, cue you wearing matching pjs by accident, fulling screaming out the lyrics to Mamma Mia which plays on the TV behind you and eating pizza.Scott and the pack walking in to this but you don't notice. They go to leave but an exaggerated 'awwwwww' (from Lydia) makes their presence known. Ends in a pack dance party - including Derek only because you convinced him during 'Take a Chance on Me' ○ Lydia calling you two 'her babies' VS Mason and Liam calling you 'mom and dad' VS you and Isaac calling Mason and Liam 'your babies' ○ He's easily jealous but trusts you. ○ Being close with Allison and Kira. ○ Having a playful relationship.

[scottmcclumsy]

“Flannels”- Teen Wolf Imagine (StilinskiSister x Pack)

authors note🤍: hey cures! this is my first imagine back in 4 years and i’m expanding the fandoms i’m writing for! pls send in imagines. i really hope you enjoy this. my caps are off but for writing purposes i will try and remember to use the caps.

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It wasn’t easy being Stiles little sister. You weren’t younger by much but that didn’t stop him from being over protective. Though this bothered you it didn’t stop you from learning your brothers tactics and sneaking around him. And lately it’s been getting easier now that he’s spending more time with his friends...not that it bothered you...not at all...totally didn’t make you miss brothers craziness and being able to tease him and Scott...not one bit (said sarcastically).

It wasn’t that you didn’t know of the supernatural, you had an idea. It’s that your brother had no idea that you knew. Nor did he know that one day while following him you sort of got the bite. Or that it didn’t turn you into a werewolf but a witch. Which you were offended by at first! You thought the bite was calling you evil and saracastic...well the saracasm part is real you are Stiles sister after all. However it meant that you were powerful. Which also means you have to practice your powers and since Stiles was busy you were able too without problem. Today his friends that he called a pack is coming over leaving you to practice in the woods near a burned down loft. You took a quick look in the mirror, straightened out your flannel and ran down the stairs.

“Hey! Where are you going?” You heard your brother say, you roll your eyes before huffing and turning to face him. You crossed your arms over your chest before looking at him. You noticed Scott standing next to him who smiled and waved at you. “Do you know what time it is?”

“Stiles, it’s 3:04pm.” You say causing Scott to contain his giggles when he sees Stiles mouth make a ‘O’ shape.

“Well. That doesn’t answer where you going?” He said while crossing his arms over his chest mimicking you. “Matter of fact, where have you been for the past few nights?”

“That’s none of your business. I’m going running.” You said confidently before turning back around to leave. You were about to head out the door before you heard your brother and Scott burst out laughing. You turn back around with your hand on your hips. “Now what’s so funny?”

“YOU?!? RUNNING?!? No for real where are you going Y/N?” Stiles said holding back laughter. You rolled your eyes again.

“I don’t want to butt in but y/n you aren’t the most athletic person...not to call you lazy or anything.” Scott said sheepishly. “If it helps, it runs in the family”

“HEY!” Both you and Stiles yelled at the boy who was now laughing even more. “Well I am calling you lazy, you use to trick me into playing butler as a kid to get me to do all your chores and to do things for you.” Stiles said annoyedly thinking back to the memories.

“That’s not my fault you fell for that. And i’m not lazy, i’m selective with being productive! Anyways i’m going for a run, which i’ve been doing for i don’t know THE PAST COUPLE OF WEEKS. Like you would know anyways you’re busy.” You said before opening the door and slamming it shut. You weren’t going to let him say another word. You started to job towards the woods. Once finally there you embrace your surroundings. Letting your body smell the air, see all the colors of the leaves and plants, listening to the winds and small animals that lurked around you. You let your body get intuned with nature. So you felt the trees start to rumble and the leaves that were on the group lift up. You used the wind to cause the leaves to spin creating an mini tornado of leaves. You practice for a few more hours. You were trying to float yourself. You closed your eyes and allowed your body to relax with nature.

You didn’t notice how dark it has gotten nor how late it was. You were too focused on your powers and practicing that you didn’t hear the many foot steps coming from multiple people head towards you. Your eyes only opening abruptly when you heard Stiles yell.

“Y/N! What are you doing? GET DOWN NOW!” He yelled. You were so scared for the voice you lost focused and fell down on the ground only to land on an young boy with blue eyes. You opened your eyes to see that you fell on Liam, a boy that’s in your english class. You move to sit up, still sitting on Liam and start to rub your temples. “Y/n! WHAT THE FUCK? YOU SAID YOU WERE RUNNING?”

You took a look around you to see your brother and his group of friends staring at you in shock. Meanwhile you finally get off Liam then offered and hand to help him stand up which he happily accepts.

“I did go running. Then i stopped. Now we are here.” You said while shrugging. You see the anger in his face clearly unimpressed. You turned to Scott whose looking at you with confuse much like the rest of the pack. “Okay well I ran here...then i stopped.”

“Okay, i’ll ask. Who is the girl in the flannel?” Said a guy with broad shoulders, he had dark hair and looked fed up. He was kind of cute, you could tell he was way older though.

“She’s Stiles sister.” Scott said before walking toward you. “And she’s probably the person we were looking for when Peter said he bit two people.”

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FIN! Hope you liked it:) Sorry for the bad grammar. I didn’t proof read and i’m tied.

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[nogitsune-the]

Chased and picked

cokecola4211 said:TW fem reader young and she is a kitsune or something or a hybrid of sorts and both packs want her Scott's pack want her because they are the good guys and can easily persuade her and Theo isn't one of the good guys and his pack isn't either.

warnings: none? 

A/N: I never thought that I would start writing again but here I am :) I don’t think I will be writing as much for teen wolf anymore cause I never finished it but I will start writing for other shows and some animes. I am going to finish the requests that I have and make a list of shows/animes that I will try to write for. I'm not saying that it's going to be a fulltime thing cause I have work and stuff and I can't afford to do this fulltime 

Running, that's what you were doing. Running and running and running. Trying to get away from the hunters chasing you. You had heard about beacon hills was protected and that hunters might not be much of a problem there. You had to go there you were tired of these people chasing you.

You were a young kitsune just getting your tails when this started. They came to your house and killed your parents. You had seen it happen and you ran away. Sadly one of the hunters in your house had seen you and started chasing you. This had continued since that day. The only brakes you got was a day or two when you got to shake them off your trail for a little while.

Soon enough you reached the town and the hunters seemed to back off. You quickly learned that this town was protected by the argent hunters. This was a shock to you because you had seen the argent’s work before, and they had scared you. But they helped you keep the other hunters off your back. 

But things soon enough turned different again. There were two different packs in this town that both wanted you to join them. You could quickly tell that Theo and his pack wasn't the nicest pack and that they were the bad guys of the town. But Scott’s pack seemed nice enough, maybe a bit dysfunctional sometimes but they were the good guys. Another perk was the kitsune in their pack Kira and her mother, they could help you learn what your family couldn't or better said didn’t have time to before the hunters came and killed them,

So you decided you wanted to be a part of Scott's pack, live in beacon hills and live your life there for now.

[inocent-as-a-rose]

Girl: Can i get a candid photo?

Stiles: uhh

Scott: yeah, sure

Lydia: wait, where's (Y/N)?

Stiles: we have to wait for (Y/n)!!!

Malia: she's over there!

(Y/n): wait, guys, i wanna be in the picture!! There's no place, where should i sit?

Scott: just sit on stiles' lap

(Y/n): *blushing*

Stiles: *blushing*

[littlehastingsliar]

Wendigo

Request:

Hi sunshine! Okay I love your work really, especially the Teen Wolf Imagines (tbh I've watched the whole last season in a day) would you be interested in writing a Theo x Reader, where Theo discovers that his gf is a wendigo? Like she's a total badass, and they love each other, but one day he finds her eating a still bleeding heart, with blood everywhere? White eyes, sharp teeth, whole package, even antlers if she has been hungry for a while (and she had disappeared for days) Thank you, ily!

A/N: if you’re still reading teen wolf imagines then I’ve finally got round to doing this request! I’ve taken a couple of years out of writing and have come to realise It’s what I enjoy J feel free to request anything, even if it takes me a while all your prompts are greatly appreciated!

p.s I had to do some research on wendigo’s so some stuff might not conform to the way teen wolf did it, and I changed it so that Theo has an interest in you, not that you’re already dating xx

Warning: gore, violence, lil smut

Words: 1349

  The folklore surrounding wendigo’s gave you trouble wherever you went. Not everyone had heard of the Native American myth but the symptoms of being a wendigo certainly produced problems, forcing you to deal with hounding police and the mobs that seem to form, on a hunt to find a killer- you. Of course you weren’t killing by choice, you needed to. The desire for human flesh ran through your veins, worsening with every pump of your own beating heart. If you didn’t find a meal, something much worse would happen, and you figured one death was better than ten.

Moving around landed you in beacon hills and eventually the McCall pack. They were shocked to find that you were a wendigo but you brushed their initial concerns off, after all, wendigo’s are much stronger than werewolves.

In the end you warmed to them. You wouldn’t call them friends but they helped you, getting bodies from the morgue for you to feast on. But it wasn’t fresh.

“you seem anxious” Theo, a member of the McCall pack stared at you as you tucked into the slab of meat he’d delivered. You took a bite using a fork. The meat wasn’t bad but it had a slight sourness to it. You winced slightly at the growling in your stomach that wouldn’t calm.

“I’m just hungry” you replied, waving off any insinuation that you were less than ok. Accepting your response Theo took a seat opposite you, intrigued at the way your teeth pulled apart the raw flesh.

“I read up on wendigo’s, you have to eat human flesh to become one, so the lore says” he was digging into your past, something you had never talked about with any of the pack, after all, it wasn’t their business.

“I didn’t just eat someone if that’s what you’re thinking” you replied with a slight laugh, unsure whether to tell the wolf. He tilted his head at your comment, trying to decipher whether you were telling the truth or not. “I was born this way. My family lived up in the north, in the cold mountains. That’s where wendigo’s normally reside. We aren’t pack creatures so it was just me, my parents and my 3 brothers. I didn’t like the way my father hunted so I left.” Theo opened his mouth to ask more questions but you’d said enough, you didn’t need people to know your past, that’s not how you worked. To silence him you stood up, excusing yourself to go wash your hands in the bathroom.

The cool water felt hot against your skin as you stood watching the way your hands seemed to glisten underneath. At first dead bodies were enough, but after weeks of eating it, the craving inside was no longer being satisfied. You glanced up in the mirror, your eyes looking hollower than before. The symptoms had been getting gradually worse, you knew you needed to hunt.

Hunting was always tricky, you tried to choose people who wouldn’t be missed and people who had done something wrong, so you could tell yourself you were serving some type of justice. The first night you hunted you came close, stalking your prey round the city streets for a few miles, but they met up with a friend. Rule number 1: only hunt lone prey that was something your father had taught you.

The second night you decided to take a different approach, you headed to a more seedy area of town, an area where people only really go to gamble, take drugs and hire women for the night. A perfect place to find someone who’s done something wrong or won’t be searched for. Immediately you spotted someone selling drugs, not even hiding what they were doing. You knew there was probably more to his story but it didn’t matter. He was the one.

Your dark clothes allowed you to stalk in the shadows unseen as he made his way to his next sale. The night vision that came with your curse let you to follow him with ease. Luckily this sale was in a dark alleyway. “Perfect” you thought, a smirk forming on your lips as you felt your skin tighten around your bones at the thought of the kill. You watched as his customer approached and left. Your claws shot out of your hands as you pounced, ripping open his throat in one swing so he couldn’t scream. It was messy but effective as he collapsed to the ground, eyes wide and meeting yours which were glowing a haunting white back at him, the last thing he’d ever see.

Wasting no time, you took his top and coat off, giving you better access to what you wanted. Clawing a line down the centre of his chest caused blood to ooze out, a sign of a fresh kill, not the old, stale meat you’d been having from the morgue.

You leant down, sinking your teeth into the flesh, not being able to resist. Next you reached your hand deep into his torso, the other holding open the incision you had made. You’d created the perfect meal, the still beating heart smelling so sweet.

You ate it slowly, leaning over the dead body, blood dripping down your chin. It was at that moment you saw a figure ahead of you. You’d been too engrossed in the kill, the world around you had ceased to exist.

“I knew something wasn’t right” instead of a panicked response or a scream like you were expecting, a sly comment was made by a voice you recognised well. Theo stepped out of the shadows, eyes yellow to match your white ones. You decided to carry on with your meal, the pack had told you enough about Theo’s past to know if he judged you, you could fire right back at him. Instead of a snide remark he crouched in front of you, again fascinated by the way you ate. You finished the heart, and as you did, stood up over your slaughter. Proud.

“You following me now Raeken?” you weren’t sorry, you weren’t ashamed. You needed to feed, you had no control of it. He sniggered, stepping over the body so he was looking directly down at you. Without saying anything he pushed you against the wall, his lips meeting yours. It might’ve been the power you showed or the way you didn’t care what anyone thought. You were shocked but kissed him back. He kissed down your neck, teeth sinking in as he drew your blood this time, mocking you almost. It drove you crazy. Your hands had already gone under his shirt, feeling his chest with your blood soaked hands. He wasted no time, the wolf clearly more in control than the human when he spun you round so your chest was against the wall. His chest was pressed against your back, allowing you to feel his quickly beating heart against you.

He slipped a hand into your jeans, triggering a moan to escape your lips. This isn’t how you’d imagined the night would go but with a full stomach, and full strength you weren’t going to let him play with you. You were going to be in control.

You switched the positions, but instead of the wall you threw him on the floor, right next to the dead body. Fear flickered across his face as he wondered if he was going to end up the same way. You licked the blood off his upper body, trailing down to his belt which you undid slowly, enjoying a slow torture rather than a quick kill.

The body and smell of decay no longer bothered Theo, the feeling of your tongue on his skin overwhelmed his senses. You continued to trail down, until you reached where he wanted you to go. But you stopped, leaning up so you were face to face. You could see the lust on his features, silently begging you to continue.

“I don’t appreciate being tracked” you smiled sweetly, giving him one more bloody kiss before racing off into the darkness.

[wolveshabane-blog]

Imagine

Calling the Salvatore brothers to help you and the pack fight the hunters.