I do ships, gif imagines, written imagines, preferences, and prompts for Teen Wolf. I will write anything besides smut, so feel free to send me a request in my ask box
Hi can I have a ship? I'm a girl, I'm straight and I'm British. I dyed my hair silver and have dark brown eyes and a black loop piercing on my bottom lip. I'm sarcastic and cheeky and tell inappropriate jokes sometime and my friends describe me as fun and cheerful I talk back a lot and you could say I'm mildly depressed and most of the time I don't get enough sleep since I'm thinking all night long. I tend to zone out and I'm a HUGE daydreamer. Thanks and by the way I love your account!
I ship you with….
STILES!! He’d admire your strength and the fact that you’re not afraid to be different, because he’s spent a lot of his life trying to fly under the radar. You’d bring out a more outgoing side in him, something he really enjoyed. You’d both be inanely sarcastic, so the majority of your conversations consisted of sarcasm. He’d be the perfect counterweight to your depression, because his ADHD keeps him constantly moving, and you as well. You’d balance each other out, keeping the other in check. Sometimes mid-conversation you’d both get lost in thought and it would trail off, but it was always a comfortable silence, and when you came back to earth it would resume as though nothing had happened. He’d always be there to cuddle when you couldn’t sleep, probably still working on his research. He would love your cheerful side, because you’d manage to keep him from getting too sad at times, and your accent would entrance him.
Request: Can you do a Brett imagine where him and the reader have a one night stand and she ends up pregnant. She tries to hide it from him because she scared of the rejection. She ignored him all the time making him mad because he has feelings for not just the one night stand. And one day he finds out about the baby and is supper hyped but then mad because she hid it from him and he just wants to be int the baby's life and in the readers life
A/N: Insanely sorry for the ridiculous, unannounced hiatus, but honestly I was having major writers block and also I procrastinate really badly (can you tell?). I’m gonna try to keep up on here and continue writing. Please please please send in requests. And feedback is definitely appreciated. Also I’m sorry this deviated from the request a little but because I got carried away. I’m not really familiar with imagines like this, so I apologize in advance if this sucks.
Warnings: teen pregnancy, swearing
Word Count: 1160
You stared in horror at the blue line that you knew would change your life forever. It had to have been a false positive, there’s no way it could be true. You tried again, and, after a few more minutes, the two screens were identical. You’d been so careful! This couldn’t be happening, it had to be a nightmare. You had just begun your senior year of high school, your future was supposed to be ahead of you, but this reading changed the entire path. You weren’t sure what to do now. You decided to call your best friend, Lydia, hoping she’d have some insight.
It rang for a few moments before she picked up with a coarse, “Hello?”
“Oh thank god. Lyds, I really need to talk to you, can you come over?”
“For God’s sakes Y/N, it’s almost 2 AM.”
“I know, and I’m sorry, but I wouldn’t have asked if it wasn’t important. Can you please come, I relly need some guidance.”
“Of course, I’m going out to the car now, I just wanted to make sure you knew what an inconvenience this is,” she explained in a joking tone. You couldn’t find the strength to laugh.
“Thank you, I gotta go but the front door’s unlocked, please don’t knock my parents are asleep, come up to my room.”
“You got it,” with that you heard the click as Lydia hung up the phone, and you threw yourself down on your bed.
It only took Lydia about ten minutes to reach your house, but it felt like hours. Your nerves hadn’t lessened. There’s no way you could tell him about this, he wouldn’t know what to do, this was your cross to bear. You heard Lydia coming up the stairs, a nice respite from your frightened thoughts.
“Alright, what’s the matter?” Lydia pushed through the door and threw herself down next to you, “You look nervous.”
You hadn’t thought about what you’d tell Lydia, and now that she was here you had no words to explain. Instead you raised a shaking hand and showed her the test, the positive pregnancy test. You watched as her green eyes turned from confusion to nervous understanding.
“Oh my god,” was all she said, softly whispering it into the dark. It took her a few minutes before she was able to formulate a complete sentence, “Who-who’s the father?”
You grimaced, “Brett Talbot.”
“No! You and Brett?? When? Why was I not informed of this?” Her voice got higher and louder as she continued, and you quickly shushed her.
“About two weeks ago, I didn’t tell you because it definitely wasn’t going anywhere, and I was worried you’d do exactly this.” You gave her a shrewd look.
“And what exactly is this, a human reaction?”
“A human overreaction. It didn’t even mean anything.”
“Are you gonna tell him?”
“Well...”
“Y/N!” she admonished, “He has to know, you can’t hide this forever, and it’d be better coming from you.”
“You’d be amazed what he doesn't notice.” The bitterness in your voce was apparent even to you.
*The Next Day*
You saw him in the hallways, a wide smile on his face as he walked along with his friends. He looked so innocent and young, you couldn’t be responsible for taking that away from him. That’s why when he came over you merely glared at him.
“Hey,” he sounded like an excited puppy, and you were so sad to be the one who’d half to take away that smile you wanted to cry.
“What do you want?”
“I was just wondering if you wanted to study with me after school today?” He seemed less hopeful than he’d been before, and a twinge of guilt racked your stomach.
You tried your best to look nonchalant as you said, “I can’t. I’ve got things to do.”
“Okay then, I guess we’ll take a rain check then?”
“I guess.” With that I you turned and walked away, the tears beginning to fall from your eyes. I reminded myself again why you were doing this, because he didn’t deserve that kind of responsibility at such a young age. You didn’t, either, but it was too late for you. At least one of you would come out alright.
*Two Months Later*
You were too months into your pregnancy, and you wouldn’t be able to blame your ballooning stomach on weight gain for much longer . You’d told your parents about the baby a month ago, and it was nice to have someone to talk to about it besides Lydia. They’d had the usual reactions, fear, anger, sorrow, but eventually it melted into happiness at the prospect of a grandchild.
They’d actually been very helpful with it all, though they, too, wanted you to tell Brett. They didn’t understand, no one did. You couldn’t be the one to take that manic light from his eyes, you couldn’t have that on your conscience. Though, of course, you kind of already had. Ever since you’d stopped talking to him Brett had been ... different. He was more volatile and always getting into fights. He’d stare you down in the hallways, and not in the positive, flirty way he’d alwasy done it in, this look held only hurt and anger.
It was about a month later that he finally snapped, his anger getting the best of him when he cornered you on the way home.
“Alright Y/N,” he started, his eyes blazing, “what the fuck did I do wrong? One minute we were fine and the next you can’t even look at me? Is it something I said?” With that his facade broke down, and the hurt boy underneath shone through.
“It’s nothing you did,” You said, uncertain if you should continue. You decided to just get out with it, hoping it would be like ripping off a band aid. “Well, not directly. Brett, the thing is.... I’m pregnant.”
He didn’t respond the way you expected him to, in fact he didn’t respond at all, just stood there with a dumbfounded look on his face.
“Are you serious?”
“Deadly.”
“Oh my god. I’m gonna be a dad.”
“Don’t feel obligated to do anything, it’s my cross to bear not yours.”
“The fuck do you mean ‘it’s my cross to bear’, I did this to you, and I’m not gonna et you do this on your own.”
“I just don’t want to be the one to ruin your life,” you pleaded with him, hoping he would understand why you had done what you did.
“How could this ever ruin my life? Sure, it’s a shock, but if I’m gonna have a kid I think you’re a great mother, and I think he-”
“Or she,” you interjected.
He amended, “or she, is gonna be perfect in every way.”
“Really?” you asked, seeing your vision swim as tears rushed into your eyes.
“Of course,” he pulled you into a tight hug, “everything’s gonna be OK Y/N.”
OMG IM SO SORRY I JUST REALISED THAT I ASKED FOR A SHIP AGAIN.... That was unintentional.... That's what happened when I stalk blogs LOL.... Anyway I love you and your blog
Its totally fine! Thank you for following me and looking at my posts though, and I’m sorry to anyone who I said I would wirte for like two weeks ago I am an incredible procrastinator and will do my best to workon that for your sakes :)
May I have a ship? I'm bisexual and do not have a preference. My species is a kistune (apparently yay) I am 5'9, have very long naturally brown hair and hazel green eyes. I'm pale af and British. I'm an outgoing person and I am certainly very cheeky and playful. I love a good laugh! I am intelligent and rather friendly. I am a logical thinker (usually haha) I'm usually quite relaxed and carefree but can be serious when it's needed to be! I'm pretty cuddly and I'm singing LITERALLY ALL THE TIME!
Hey Hi! I just found your blog! I would love to get a Male ship, when possible? I'm Annette, 170cm, long blond wavy hair and blue/green eyes. I'm a bubbly person who talks a lot. I always like to help people out and give advice. I hate needing help and advice myself though, because I'm always afraid I'm not good enough. I love reading, writing and singing. Have fun writing! :D (And free always free to check my about me!)
I ship you with….
Scott! Scott would love your kindness, and feel like he could tell you anything. He wold love how others would go to you for advice, proud that they trusted you so much. He would love your bubbly personality, you could always cheer him up when he got sad. He would recognize when you needed help and try to discreetly give it to without drawing attention to it, trying to make sure you were happy and comfortable with it e would constantly reassuring you, telling you how beautiful you are, and he wouldn’t know what to do without you by his side. He would like to sit by you while you read a book, loving the look of concentration on your face as you got lost in your novel. He would love reading your writing, feeling like it helped him know you better every time he read it. He would love to listen to you sing all the time, encouraging you to sing anything that came to his head or on the radio.
I hope you liked it :) thank you so much for requesting, if you don’t like it or don’t like the character you got you can message me and i will change it for you :)
Can you do a Brett imagine where him and the reader have a one night stand and she ends up pregnant. She tries to hide it from him because she scared of the rejection. She ignored him all the time making him mad because he has feelings for not just the one night stand. And one day he finds out about the baby and is supper hyped but then mad because she hid it from him and he just wants to be int the baby's life and in the readers life
Sure, it may not be very good because I’ve never written anything like that before, but I’l do my best. Thank you for requesting, Ill try to have it out by the end of the week
May I have a ship? I am 5'9, have very long naturally brown hair and hazel green eyes. I'm pale af. I'm an outgoing person and I am certainly very cheeky and playful. I love a good laugh! I am intelligent and rather friendly. I am a logical thinker (usually haha) I'm usually quite relaxed and carefree but can be serious when it's needed to be! I'm pretty cuddly (when in a good mood) and I'm singing LITERALLY ALL THE TIME! What creature do you think I'd be?😂
I ship you with….
Stiles!!
You two would prank the rest of the pack 24/7, and you would be the only ones who found it funny. You would serenade each other when passing in the hallway, to the chagrin of all your classmates. He’d love your silly side, but he’d also love when you got serious, he’d feel like he could talk to you about anything. At night you would cuddle together on the couch when watching a movie and talk about your day, occasionally missing key elements of the movie that made you both confused. I think you would be a fire Kitsune, not afraid to speak your mind and stand up for yourself, but also very sweet and kind when you want to be.
I hope you liked it, sorry if it sucked I haven’t done this before, and any feedback you have would be appreciated :)
I have just started this blog and therefore have nothing written. Unfortunately, I am an idiot who can’t come up with inspiration on her own. Please send in requests for ships, preferences, gif imagines, prompts, or written imagines, and I will do them ASAP. Please submit them into my ask box because I am dying of boredom
