Writing Your Fantasies

Teen Wolf | Derek Hale 

You had finally managed to convince Derek to go on a roadtrip with you, but it didn't go exactly to plan.

A few hours into the trip Derek had refused to admit that he had taken the wrong exit. You noticed when he let out a “Humph.” You were laughing as he look randoms lefts and rights, trying to get back on the highway. After a while Derek pulled over and tried to get directions on the GPS.

Teen Wolf | Derek Hale 

You and Derek lived a rather hectic life, fighting one threat to the next. Being pregnant sure was not a part of the plan. Not only was it simply too dangerous for the child, but you and Derek were not ready to be parents. 

It was a morning filled with constant vomiting when Lydia suggested that you were pregnant. When she mentioned that it was a possibility, your face became even paler if possible. Lydia’s eyes widened in shock and realization before stumbling over what to say next  

Lydia had run to the pharmacy that was close by and picked up a box of the tests. She rushed back to your bathroom, silently handing them to you. 

After waiting the amount of minutes that was said on the box, you checked all of the tests that you had taken. 

Positive. 

There were no words to describe the pain that you felt. The fact that you had someone growing inside of you was frightening, but what you feared more was Derek’s reaction. Would he leave? Would be upset? What will happen to the child? One of your worst fears had come true, and you couldn’t even think about what it would be like to tell Derek. Or your parents for that matter. 

Lydia slowly walked into the room, and tried comforting you. After a while you asked her to leave hoping to be alone. 

It had been a few days before you decided to tell Derek. 

You walked through the doors to his loft and found him sitting in one of the chairs looking through some papers. 

“Hey Derek.” You greeted him weakly. 

“Y/N, what wrong? You smell like anxiety and fear.”

“Well, the thing is… I’m pregnant with your kid.” You whispered, knowing that he would be able to hear anyway.

Derek put his head in his hands and rubbed his eyes. After what seemed like hours he exhaled deeply before he walked towards you. You were looking at the floor not being able to meet his gaze.

Surprisingly, he didn’t look as angry as you had pictured that he would be. Derek tilted your head up so that you would look into his eyes, and whispered 

“We’ll figure it out. Alright? This baby isn’t going anywhere, and I’ll try my best to be a somewhat good father. It’s not as we wished, but we can handle it.”

Teen Wolf | The Nogitsune

You had always found yourself attracted to the bad boys. The boys who actually gave you a thrill in life. The boys who started the trouble, not fighting it off. 

So when the Nogitsune had possessed Stiles, you immediately found yourself attracted towards him. Dating the Nogitsune was thrilling, adventurous, you name it. He was protective, yet always let you have your fun. This was the opposite of what dating Scott was like. He had always shielded you away from the danger, not ever letting you into the action. 

The pack had always tried to get you away from the Nogitsune, even taking it as far as taking you hostage. 

But as always, the Nogitsune took you back. He told the McCall pack that if they tried anything again that the consequences would be severe. 

Teen Wolf | Isaac Lahey

Isaac was the perfect boyfriend for the first 8 months. Your whole relationship was picture perfect. He was always sweet, and was always there for you. But around the time when his father died, he started to change. His usual shy self became arrogant, and his once sweet actions were replaced with absence. He was hardly around anymore. Isaac had began to forget your dates, and when he managed to show up he was often called away. 

Yet again, Allison was at the door saying that she needed Isaac. 

“He’ll be out in a moment.” You told her, getting fed up with just letting Isaac leave. 

You walked to him, puling on his arm and walked towards the kitchen. 

“I think we need to talk.” You say to him with your arms crossed over your chest. 

“Can we do this sometime later Y/N? I really need to go.” 

“No. We are doing this now. What has been going on with you? You keep leaving, and you just aren’t the same Isaac!” 

“Look Y/N, I really don’t have time for this. We’ll talk when I get back. Alright?” 

“No, there won’t be a next time. We’re done. Goodbye Isaac.” 

Supernatural | Dean Winchester

You had decided to go out on a hunt alone. The monster you were facing today seemed like a simple enough task, and it shouldn’t even take more than a few hours. 

But, what you were faced with was not what you were expecting at all. Instead of a few hours like you had anticipated, this hunt had taken 2 days. You hadn't slept at, continuously trying to fight the demon. 

The Winchester brothers had started getting worried after a while of not hearing from you. “Y/N shouldn’t be taking this long Sam...” Dean had said as he was pacing around the room. 

Meanwhile, you had actually managed to complete your task and get back to the motel that you, Dean, and Sam had been staying in. 

When you walked through the door, Dean had taken a step forward before the sleep deprivation and dehydration had taken effect and made you faint. 

Teen Wolf | Liam Dunbar 

It was pouring rain outside. While most people were in the comforts of their warm houses, you standing outside your house drenched. It was just you luck that your keys were left inside you house. Now normally, your parents would come to the rescue and open the door for you. Yet they had gone on a business trip. 

Giving up on trying to open the door, you slumped on the steps that were in front of your home. You started going through possibilities of what you could do, but all seemed impossible. Your windows weren’t open because your parents were always conscious of burglaries.  You didn’t exactly have friends to call and ask if you could stay over that. It was Friday night, and everyone seemed to have plans. 

This was a complete and utter mess. You stared out into the street and saw no one, but soon you saw your neighbor Liam Dunbar walk past carrying his lacrosse equipment. He was cute, and you had a crush on him for the past few months. He looked at you quizzically before walking over. 

“Are you okay?” He asked, wondering why you were sitting in the rain. 

“Well besides the fact that I’m sitting in the rain with no way to get inside my house, I’d say I’m doing pretty good.” You answer, trying not to feel sorry for yourself. 

“Where are your parents?” He asks, still not understanding the situation. 

“Gone for a business trip, they’re coming back tomorrow. Honestly, I’m contemplating on breaking a window open.” You tell him while letting out a small chuckle. 

He waited a bit before saying “You.. Uh.. Can maybe stay over my place? I have a spare room, I mean if you want obviously.” 

You thought about it for a while, and decided that it was better than breaking a window that you would be yelled at for. 

Liam had been awkward throughout everything- giving you clothes, showing you the spare room, and even asking if you wanted dinner. Honestly, the both of you were awkward about the whole situation and you both had been blushing throughout everything. 

As you were showering Liam was pacing around his room nervously. He had been shocked that his crush of years was staying at his house, let alone talking to him. 

The 100 | John Murphy

It was a couple weeks after the 100 had established a camp, and everything was loosely in order. It was decided that you and Murphy would take the night watch every other day, and saying that Murphy was upset is an understatement. After yelling at Clarke for 10 minutes, Bellamy told him that it was either the night shift or leaving camp. 

You were upset as well, deciding that being up with Murphy all night wasn't going to go well at all. 

During your first night watch together, both of you had sour attitudes. The nights were already getting colder and you were freezing. Murphy noticed the slight shaking and got up saying “I'll go get some blankets or something.” 

When he returned, Murphy had two blankets and a jacket. The jacket looked like it was his. He passed you one of the blankets and the jacket. When you looked at the jacket and gave him a confused expression, he replied with “It’s an extra I had. I’d rather not have you complaining all night that you're freezing.” 

You slid on the oversized jacket and covered yourself with the blanket. Beside you, Murphy was looking out into the woods. 

“How long do you think we'll last?” You hear besides you. 

“What do you mean? The 100?” You question Murphy 

“Yeah, the 100.” 

“I don’t know. A majority of them are idiots, but some of them might actually be able to live down here.”

Murphy let out a quiet chuckle and looked towards you. 

“I'm betting that I won’t last through the night.” You tell him while letting out a yawn. 

“Take a nap, I'll be here if anything happens.” He says nonchalantly.

“Thanks Murphy.”

When you woke up you noticed that besides you Murphy was asleep. ‘So much for keeping watch’ you thought. 

It was not yet light out and it looked like nobody was awake yet. You took this to your advantage to be alone with your thoughts. Murphy looked finally at peace until he started breathing heavily. 

He must’ve been having a nightmare, so you tried to wake him. You put your hands on either side of his face and stared straight into his eyes and told him “It’s not real Murphy... It’s not real.” 

Eventually he calmed down, and awkwardly thanked you for waking him. 

Over the course of the next few days, you and Murphy had gotten closer. Step by step. One day when your head was resting on his shoulder and he thought you were asleep he was saying something to himself. 

Reign | Bash 

“Y/N, are you sure that you can go through with this?” Mary asked you for what seemed the thousand time. 

“Yes Mary, I’d rather it be him then some other man that I hardly know.” You reply. Your family was pushing for you to marry, and Bash had always been close to you since your childhood. Bash’s father also was pushing for him to marry already, so it seemed simple enough that the two of you would get together 

Teen Wolf | Derek Hale

You had walked into Derek’s loft, looking to ask him about the new monster of the week. As soon as you walked in, you saw Derek working out. Shirtless. Derek had known you were coming even before you walked through the door and took this to his advantage.

He was doing a series of pull-ups on a beam, and his muscles looked even more pronounced. You stared in awe at how he made it look almost effortless. 

He let go of the beam and landed on the floor with his feet. 

“Like what you see?” He asked, gesturing to his chest. 

Sherlock BBC | Sherlock Holmes 

When you heard that your brother was getting married, you gathered as much as your belongings as needed and headed to his apartment that he had told you about. You walked through the door which was unlocked, only to see a man that was not John sitting in a chair drinking a cup of tea.

“And who might you be?” He questioned. 

“I’m Y/N Watson, John’s sister?”

“Ah, Watson’s out at the moment. I'm sure he’ll be back soon.” He replied, going back to his cup of tea.

You awkwardly take a seat at a nearby seat, looking at the peculiar objects that were placed in the small apartment. 

“If you don’t mind, who are you?” You asked him, trying to spark a conversation. 

“I'm Sherlock, John’s flatmate. We’ve lived together for quite some time. And I’ve just recently returned from the dead.” 

“You what?” You ask him, hoping that it was just a metaphor of some kind. 

“It’s a rather extravagant story, you might want to get comfortable.” 

Teen Wolf | Jackson Whittemore 

Jackson’s POV 

Honestly, compared to Beacon Hills, London sucked pretty bad. Yeah my good looks got me a girlfriend and the bite gave me everything I had wanted, but it still wasn’t good enough for me. Back at Beacon Hills, there was atleast purpose. Whether it be proving that I actually am better than McCall, or just dominating everyone. 

There’s no action here, every day is the same routine. The school doesn’t even play damn lacrosse! 

Narrator’s POV 

You had moved to Beacon Hills a few weeks ago, and joined the school during the second semester. You weren’t conceited, but you knew that you looked pretty good. Not that everyone was showering you with compliments however. 

Whispers had started going around Beacon Hills High School that someone had returned to the school. Girls were gushing at his beauty, and the boys were looking pretty sour. Currently you were in Coach’s Economics class when a boy that you had never noticed before walked through the door. Coach turned around and looked at him in shock. 

“Jackson! Great to have you back! Are you going to be joining the lacrosse team?” He asked eagerly. 

Jackson replied with “Of course I am.” and a confident smirk. 

He walked to the only empty seat, which was behind you.Yours eyes had been following every step of his, and every smirk he was giving. Jackson leaned forward and whispered into your ear, “Well this is going to be fun.” Your heart started beating rapidly, and you shifted in your seat. 

Throughout class Jackson had been pestering you, poking you with his pencil and whispering in your ear as if he had nothing better to do. As soon as the bell rang, you dashed out of the class and Coach grumbled “I get that nobody likes Economics but do you really have to run?” 

It was two weeks later and Jackson has still been continuously pestering you. At first it was poking your back with the end of his pencil and tugging on strands of your hair. Then, it had escalated to flirty comments that left your cheeks tinted red for a majority of the class. 

At the end of the class you had gathered your books and was walking out the door when Jackson stood besides you. He was silent, only making you even more uncomfortable. 

“Is there anything you want, Jackson?” You asked him, getting irritated by his silence. 

“Well, Y/N, there is a party tonight. And I want you to go with me.” He stated, giving you his confident smile. You saw an opportunity to get something out of it for yourself, and took it. 

“I’ll go with you to this party under one condition- you stop pestering me during class.” 

“Sure thing princess, here’s my number. Pick you up at 7:00?” 

“Alright.” 

Teen Wolf | Derek Hale

Pestering your boyfriend was one of the funniest things that could happen. Derek tried to keep his tough guy facade, but when you keep on ‘annoying’ him, it sometimes cracks. 

It was one of the nights when Derek was working out, and you saw the perfect opportunity to pester him. It started off with tiny spitballs being throw at him. The first spitball he didn’t notice, but he noticed the third one and so on. 

After a while, Derek got sick of it and finally told you “Y/N stop please?” With a pleading look. 

After about 5 minutes you got bored yet again of watching his toned muscles work and decided to try something else. You leaned against the pillar next to where Derek was working on pull-ups. Occasionally you poked him. Derek tired not to notice it, but again it started to become a nuisance. 

“Y/N, what did I tell you before?” He said to you. 

You looked at him, with a innocent face “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You said before walking away towards the couch. 

Derek shook his head before going back to his pull-ups. 

This time, it took you only 3 minutes to become bored again. 

“Derek...” You wined. 

“Y/N, I thought that I told you that I’m busy? I have work to do, now please stop pestering me.” He said to you, but not with a harsh tone. 

“Come over here and make me.” You responded with a devilish grin. 

As soon as Derek started to walk towards you, you started running and hoped that he didn’t catch up to you. 

The Maze Runner | Gally

Naturally you found yourself being near Newt and Thomas most of the time. After all, they were there for you almost always. It was Newt that had helped you assimilate with the rest of the Gladers, and Thomas who was there for any problems you had. 

You were also quite close with the rest of the Gladers, some, not all. 

It was mid-day and you found yourself yet again laughing along with Newt and Thomas. The Glade was less hectic today- minimal injuries, and Frypan had managed to cook up a lunch that left a majority of the Gladers going for seconds. 

A little far away from you three sat Gally, with his usual sour expression planted on his face. The sun was beaming down on everyone, yet it didn’t affect Thomas, Newt, and youself as you three were in your usual spot underneath a tree. 

Thomas had made yet another hilarious comment, which led you into a fit of giggles. Gally was now beyond jealous. What is she doing with those shanks anyways? He thought. 

Finally having enough, he decided to make a plan to get your attention. He pulled off his shirt, leaving his toned muscles exposed. Being a builder did come with an advantage for him after all. 

You looked around the Glade once more, noticing Gally hammering some more nails into a new bench. You didn’t notice that you were staring, until Newt snapped his fingers in front of your face. 

“So y/n, Gally huh?” Newt said to you with a knowing smirk on his face. 

Teen Wolf | Malia Tate 

You had always been close to Stiles and Scott, ever since childhood. As a result it wasn't a surprise when you and Stiles started dating. After all, who doesn't love Stiles? You got along with all members of the pack, Malia and you being the closest. To you, she was just your best friend. But others saw how Malia looked at you. 

Friday nights with the pack were usually hanging out, watching movies and whatnot. The activity taking place tonight was truth or dare, and everyone was having a great time. 

You were sitting next to Stiles, your head on his shoulder and his arm wrapped protectively around you. Everything was going great, until Lydia asked “Malia why are you so protective of (Y/N)...?” 

Malia looked up, eyes wide and cheeks just the lightest shade of pink. “Well, with the Deadpool and everything I just don’t want her to get hurt.” She replied, looking uneasy. 

“If I didn’t know any better I’d say that you liked her.” Lydia blurted out, only just realizing what she had said. 

Malia glared at Lydia, grabbing her bag and walking out the door. You gave a look to Lydia before rushing out the door behind her. Malia had started walking down the street, ignoring your calls for her to turn around. 

After finally catching up with her, you told her “Malia, its okay. You can talk to me.”

“Talk about what?” She told you, trying to make the earlier events seem like they were nothing.

“You know what I’m talking about Malia...” You told her 

“You want me to talk about before? Huh? Well the truth is, y/n, that I like you. But nothing is ever going to become of my feelings because you have Stiles. Are you satisfied now?” 

You looked at Malia with sympathy before giving her a hug. Malia remained stiff, unsure of what to do. 

“We’ll work it out, okay?” You mumble to her. 

Supernatural | Dean Winchester

It was the morning after a night of ‘fun’ activities with Dean. Castiel and Sam were off fighting a new demon, and Dean stayed behind. It was rare that he would do this, but after days of begging and persuading he finally gave in.

You both were laying in bed, the sheets covering your bare bodies. Neither of you got up just yet, you both were content with the peace and quiet. After getting two calls from Sam, Dean put his phone on silent. 

Minutes later the door of your shared motel room was opened, Sam and Castiel standing behind it with annoyed expressions. 

Sam stomped over and threw the sheet off of you and Dean. You shrieked and made a failed attempt to cover your exposed body. On your left, Dean fell off of the bed with a humph. Castiel’s expression turned to one that was horrified. He stumbled backwards trying to move away but ended up bumping into the wall. Sam on the other hand was even more infuriated, asking his brother “Dean, what are you doing?” 

Dean sat up from the floor and said “Well this is awkward…” 

Meanwhile, you had managed to someone cover yourself with Dean’s discarded button up from the prior night. “Well, I’m going to shower, and you guys can figure this all out.” As you were showering you could hear arguing, mostly Sam scolding his older brother. 

Teen Wolf | Liam Dunbar

You and your boyfriend of 5 months were finally at the stage of arguing. This happens to every couple... you had attempted to convince yourself. Liam had began to leave quite often with his friends in the older grades. Quite often it was Kira knocking at your door looking for Liam. 

It wasn’t that It happened sometimes when you were together, it felt like it happened all the time. Liam was constantly leaving with his other friends. Other times he completely didn’t show up for planned dates at all. 

At first you were confused- thinking that he just didn’t want to be around you. You were already insecure as it is, but when the beautiful older girls would show up to take Liam it got worse. 

Yet again, Liam had left your planned movie night. You had gone out and bought snacks and drinks while grabbing all the movies that were in your possession. Not even an hour into the movie there was a knock at the door. You sighed, knowing what was to come. Liam got up and answered the door. Once he saw that Kira was there, a few words were exchanged. Liam walked over to you, with an apologetic expression. 

“I’m sorry y/n... I really have to go. Maybe we can reschedule?” He asked with a sad smile on his face.

“Whatever.” You curtly responded. Quickly gathering your things you walked out the door, not yet letting the tears fall down. Kira looked at you again with an apologetic sad smile. 

Once you got home, you fell onto your bed, finally letting the tears fall down. 

Finally after a good cry, you texted Liam to tell him it was over. You felt like your relationship was already dead. You and Liam barely ever were together anymore. The few times you actually were together, they almost always were interrupted. 

With a sigh, you press the ‘send’ button. 

Hours later, you heard a tapping at your window. Looking at you phone, you saw the time was 3:00 AM. But the thing that caught your eye were the countless texts and calls from Liam. Your eyes were red and puffy from previous crying, but you managed to keep a straight face as you looked over to your window. 

You and Liam had developed a way for him to access your room easily, which was climbing a ladder to your bedroom window. Liam was at the window, his hair disheveled and eyes red and puffed like yours. He looked almost dead. 

You walked over to the window, gently opening it and motioning for him to sit on a nearby chair. 

Liam silently got inside and walked towards the chair. His hands ran through his hair a few times before he muttered a sentence. 

“y/n... I’m sorry, really. I’ll stop leaving and I’ll be a good boyfriend. I promise.” He looked at you with a pleading expression. 

“Liam, you keep leaving me for your older grade friends, we barely are even together anymore!” You whisper shouted, trying not to wake your parents. 

Honestly, your heart broke to see him like this. He was furiously rubbing his tears away, but after a while he completely stopped trying to rub them away. 

“Please don’t leave.” He croaked. 

“Liam...” you started advancing towards him. You hugged him, his head resting against your stomach. He stood up and said to you “I’ll try y/n. Really, I’ll make it up to you, I promise.”