#scott mcall imagines
I’m back bitches!! I know I’ve had a long hiatus and I’m sorry for not keeping you guys updated. I’m back at public school and I’ve been dealing with my mental health, but I’m back. And it wouldn’t be one of my fics if there wasn’t some angst or sadness, lemme know what you guys think <3
Warnings: Mentions of sexual abuse
Word Count: 724
You shook as you clutched the bathroom sink. Tears pricked at your eyes. Why? Why did everything happen to you? Your bangs fell onto your face but you didn’t brush them away.
You looked up at yourself in the mirror. Your eyes were glassy and your nose was red. But you weren’t going to cry, you were too numb. Instead, you stared at yourself in the mirror, contemplating on what to do next.
You woke up with a pounding headache. Everything was fuzzy, even the quiet clinging of medal beside you. As you groaned and rolled over, you immediately regretted it. Your body ached, especially down there. You winced in pain and tried to look around the room.
You could make out someone looking at you.
“James?”
You turned on the shower, putting it on the hottest setting, and you walked in. You didn’t know what to do. How could he do this to you? Almost every emotion imaginable flooded you; guilt, sadness, anger. But there was nothing you could do, you couldn’t cry, you couldn’t scream because nothing would come out. You just sat there in the boiling water doing nothing. More memories flooded into your brain.
You sat alone in the room, your vision clearing up. You tried to get up but your legs felt like jello beneath you. There was a bloodstain on the bed and you felt like you couldn’t breathe. The one thing that you actually liked about yourself had been taken, you were no longer innocent.
You were taken out of your flashback as you heard a knock on the bathroom door.
“Y/n?”
You stopped your movement.
You stuttered as you spoke. “S- stiles?”
“Y/n? It’s me. Are you okay? We lost you last night.”
You didn’t say anything back. You turned off the water and grabbed a towel, wrapping it around your body and going for the door. But it opened from the other side.
“The door was wide open, I’m sorry for barging in-“ He cut himself off as he took in your appearance. Your skin was beet red and your cheeks were puffy, and you had a bruise along your back where the towel slacked.
“Oh my god, are you okay? What happened?” He rushed out all at once.
You couldn’t answer, instead, your eyes welled up and out came the tears you had tried so hard to keep in.
Stiles immediately grabbed you in his arms and pulled you in. Hushing you as you bawled. He cooed at you, repeatedly telling you that you were safe and that you were okay.
Eventually, you pulled away from him, looking up at his sorrowful eyes.
“I don’t know what happened. One minute I was dancing and the next I woke up and James was next to me, he was fixing his belt-“ He cut you off and looked at you sternly yet with a look of guilt in his eyes.
“What did he do Y/n?” He asked.
You shook your head, not wanting to say the words out loud. You knew it had happened, he knew what had happened but you couldn’t bring yourself to actually speak the words.
“I’m going to kill him! Look, we’re gonna go get Scott and we’ll-“ this time you cut him off.
“Stiles please” you begged “Please you can’t tell anyone” Tears were streaming from your eyes again. He just looked at you until his once defensive demeanor had softened. He took in how broken you really were. He looked at the bruise on your back that had caught attention again. He stared at it in the mirror and sighed.
“Y/n, we have to tell someone. My dad could help protect you, I could help protect you.”
You looked at him long and hard, until you caught his gaze. He wasn’t looking at you, but behind you. You turned around and looked in the mirror at your back that was now black and blue.
You sighed, sniffling as you kept staring at yourself. Maybe Stiles was right. Maybe you did need to tell someone. Were you the first girl he had done this to? Were you the last? These questions flooded your brain until he snapped you out of it. Stiles lightly touched your arm and looked at you in the eyes. You looked back up at him.
“ok.”
Request: Can i please beg for a stiles stolenski (sorry can’t spell last name for my life man) soulmate au where the first words to each other are written on their arms and like it would be in school and he’d accidentally bump into her dropping her books or something and is apologizing and they chat and that’s when they remember the words and they go on a date or something like that Please
Stiles x Reader
Word Count: 781
You groaned in frustration at your locker. You gave up, still carrying your history and Chemistry books down the hall. You had the campus map laid out on your books and you were looking down at it. You were thrown out of your concentration when you slammed into a wall. Your stuff went flying and you fell to the ground. You let out a frustrated sigh and started gathering your things.
Another set of hands sprawled out, helping you gather your things. “Sorry.” His voice said. “I’m the one who hit you.” You chuckled as regrouped yourself and things. You stood up, looking at the ‘wall’ that you had run into. The boy froze as he looked at you. “Are you new?” He asked as he adjusted his backpack strap on his shoulder. He looked nervous, he was shifting his weight to either foot and twidling his thumbs.
"Yeah, I’m Y/n.“ You said smiling. "Stiles, I’m Stiles.” He stuttered. “Hey maybe you can help me, I’m trying to find Mr. Finstock’s class.”
“Yeah, that’s where I’m going now”
You sat through a relatively boring class, there were some perks, like you heard Stiles’ last name and you had learned that everyone calls the teacher Coach instead of Mr. Finstock. You had sat next to a nice girl named Allison who turned out to be a friend of Stiles and you now had somewhere to sit at lunch.
The bell finally rang and you guys started walking together and talking about things, and how your mom had gotten a job opportunity in the town over but this town was a better place to live, how his dad was the sheriff; and finally you had gotten to the topic of soulmates. You both were beyond excited to meet your soulmates but neither of you expected them to be right in front of you.
“So what are the words?"He asked, trying not to pry too much. You slid up your jacket sleeve "Sorry.” You chuckled. “It sucks because I’ve had about a billion people say that to me.” This time he laughed. “Let’s see yours Stilinski.” He looked down at his arm and froze. He read it slowly. “I’m the one who hit you.” He had forgotten about the first words that you had said to him. Now you froze. “What?” You asked, almost not believing what you had just heard. You were excited but stunned, and so was he.
You guys had finally reached the cafeteria. He led you over to his friend group and you both sat down. He introduced you to everyone, you learned that Scott and Allison were soulmates. Everyone had been super nice to you all day and you could tell that you were gonna like it here.
Stiles leaned over to you and whispered to you “How about a date?” You smiled and nodded at him. It wasn’t awkward like most first encounters, everything felt right. In fact, you were excited. For most of your life, you were terrified that you would never meet your soulmate or that your soulmate was going to be someone that you weren’t attracted to but all your worries had washed away.
Stiles was cute, there was no other way to put it. Moles freckled his face and he had the most gorgeous eyes. You were beyond excited for your date tonight. And you could tell Stiles was the same.
Later that night you heard a knock on your door. “It’s open.” You shouted as you put the back of your earing on. “Y/n?” You heard Stiles’ voice “In here.” He walked in and he let out a deep breath, “wow.” He sighed. You turned to him and smiled. You were wearing a simple shirt and jeans as he had told you to be casual but he still thought you looked beautiful.
“Ready?” You asked. “Uh, yeah.” He said as he held out his hand. You grabbed it happily and let him lead you out of the house. He opened his passenger door for you and you hopped in.
As you drove you looked around, he hadn’t told you where you guys were going but you found it easy to trust him. He turned off the main road to a little plaza, the only thing in business was a black light mini golf place. Your eyes widened “No way.” He laughed. “Do you like it?” You were beyond excited.
“I have not played in forever.” You said excitedly. “Get ready to lose.” He smiled.
The night was fun and you inevitably did lose but you didn’t care. You could tell that life from now on would be perfect and nothing else but that.
This list is inspired and partially taken from @r-evolve-art ‘s au masterlist.
Message me if you have a request for one of these, I would be more than happy to write it
* You have each other’s names on your wrist
* You have the name of your soulmate and the name on your enemy o on your wrist, you have to figure out which is which
* Your last words to each other are written on your arm
* You can only see color when you first meet your soulmate
* Time stops at a certain age, if you haven’t met your soulmate, or if they aren’t born yet you stay the same age until they reach yours
* Each year imprinted on your arm, whispered in a dream, sent in a mail or whatever, is a hint to who/where is your soulmate
* Meter of how in danger your soulmate is
* You can only see shades of your soulmates eye color until you meet
* You get the same injuries as your soulmate
* Soulmate’s share a heaven/afterlife
* You and your soulmate share dreams, you can communicate in them but you can’t remember each other’s faces when you wake up
* It is impossible to lie to your destined soulmate
* Only your soulmate can kill you
* On top of everybody’s head is the name of their soulmate. You can’t see your own. If you tell somebody their soulmate’s name, something unfortunate/death will happen to them/yourself/a soulmate
* When you finally get within the mile of your soulmate the day repeats until you find them (Kind of like a time loop)
* Mysterious letter detailing to one person when they’ll meet, and another letter detailing where they’ll meet to their soulmate, but not both (Person A gets when they’ll meet, Person B gets where they’ll meet)
* Soulmates are the same (souls) throughout all lives, including past lives
* Everyone receives a picture of their soulmate (at a certain age) taken the year they met
* A mirror that you can see and talk to your soulmate in, all bodies and faces are distorted so you can’t see who it is until you meet certain criteria
* Everyone is born knowing their soulmates biggest (Maybe future) secret
* When you’re born you get a list of your soulmates biggest insecurities, you have to find out who they are based on the list
* You meet your soulmate the day after the worst event of your life
Pairing : Scott McCall x fem!reader
Word count: 670
Warnings: fluff
Authors Note: im sorry that I haven’t been posting. I kinda have had a writes block but I have have an idea for a klaus mikaelson imagine, im thinking of turning it into a series but idk yet. also, hope everyone is doing good and is healthy.
(not my gif, credit to owner)
It had been a long day for both you and your best friend, Scott. All you wanted to do was take a hot shower and watch some tv. You both had been trying to find the location of the dread doctors in the underground tunnels all day, but were unsuccessful. It was frustrating knowing that the more time it takes to find the tunnels, the more people get hurt by Theo and the doctors.
Scott was driving your car back to his house, where you currently are living at because you couldn’t deal with your parents’ abuse anymore and Scott kindly offered the guest bedroom to you. So that where you were currently living until you could find a new place to live, or until college and you move into dorms.
You guys finally arrived at his house and both went your separate ways when you up the stairs and into your different rooms. You went into your room and went straight into the connecting bathroom. You did everything you had to do before going to bed.
You undid the covers and slid in between them. You laid on your back and stared at the ceiling. You couldn’t stop thinking about everything that was happened in Beacon Hills. You felt like your mind was running a thousand miles an hour and you just couldn’t stop thinking. You tossed and turned for about an hour to try to fall asleep but you just couldn’t fall asleep. You couldn’t stop thinking about how much your life has changed and how things could have been if Scott was never bitten.
You removed your covers off of your body and got out of bed. You opened your door and headed straight for Scott’s room, which was across from your room. His room door was closed so you gave it three little knocks before walking inside. You slowly opened the door, peeking your head inside, and you saw him lying in bed, on his back, facing the ceiling. He sat up a bit as you walked in with a confused look on his face. You gave him a small comforting smile before speaking.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you.”
“No, it’s ok. I was already awake. Are you okay?”
“Yea, it’s just that I couldn’t sleep and I was hoping I could stay in here for the night with you. If that’s alright?”
“Yes, of course.” He lifted the sheets that were opposite of him as if its an invitation to get into the bed. So, you walked further into the room, shut the door behind you, and slid into the bed laying right next to him.
You turned to lay on your left side to face Scott, who was still lying on his back. You just looked at him for a while, enjoying the comforting silence that was formed between you two.
“Scott?” You spoke after a while.
“Yea?” He turned his head to get a look at you.
“Do you think we are going to be ok?”
“Yea, I do. It might take a while but we will be.”
“Do you regret going into the woods that night you got the bite?”
“Honestly no.”
“So you don’t regret changing into a werewolf.”
“No. If I didn’t get turned into a werewolf then I would have never met any of you guys and I wouldn’t be saving the people in Beacon Hills. The monsters here would still have come even if I didn’t get turned, but I just get that I got to stop them before they destroyed the town.”
“Hmm. I get what you mean.”
After he spoke, you gave him a little comforting smile. You then turned around, turning your back towards him and facing the wall. When you were about to fall asleep, you felt a hand go around your waist and can feel his breath against your neck. You held a smile on your face as you slowly lost conscious knowing that your best friend was always there for you.
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