Teen Wolf Imagines and Preferences

Song Preference: War by Former Vandal

Scott

I’m not sick but still so far away from sane. Nightmares, but I haven’t slept in ages.

This was the fourth night in a row that you stayed awake, afraid of what would happen if you closed your eyes for even a minute. You heard something thump onto the carpet behind you and without a second thought, you pulled the gun from underneath your pillow and pointed at the intruder. Scott had his arms in the defensive position, eyeing the gun with caution, knowing there were wolfsbane bullets loaded in it, ”Y/N relax, it’s just me.” You sighed and rubbed your eyes with your free hand, “I’m so sorry. I just-” “Need to sleep?” He asked, giving you that “you know I’m right” look. You shook your head, feeling the tears just itching to come out, “No. I can’t go to sleep. Bad things could happen. They already have.” Scott sighed, coming closer to you and taking the gun from your hand. He placed both hands on your shoulders and looked you in the eye, “Y/N, you need to sleep. How long has it been since you’ve slept.” He looked away from him, wiping a single tear from your face, “It’s only been four days.” Scott scoffed, “Only? Y/N, this isn’t good for you. You remember what happened with Stiles?” You looked up at him, hearing the concern in his voice, “I don’t want to see that happen to you.” He led you to your bed and got in with you. You rested your head against his chest and his arms wrapped around your body, “I’ll never let anything bad happen to you. I promise.” You sighed, feeling the need for sleep overcome your body. Scott was your rock; without him, there was no telling what could or would happen to you.

Stiles

Save me, I think I’m losing my mind. You said you’d come for me when the world swallows me whole.

There no way you could keep it together any longer. The darkness has completely taken over your mind and you couldn’t tell what was real and what was just a really bad dream. Stiles promised you he’d always be there for you in times like these but you hadn’t seen him all day. You felt the tears fall faster on your face as you dialed his number and just like before, he didn’t answer, so you left a message, “S-Stiles, I can’t d-do this anymore. There-There is so much h-happening in my mind. It’s just f-fucking crazy. I just don’t what t-to do anymore. I’m sorry but I’m done.” You hung up and went straight to your bathroom, filling the tub with ice cold water. Fully clothed, you got into the tub lying back till the water was up to your neck. You looked up to the ceiling and whispered, “I’m so sorry, Stiles.” You slipped the rest of your body underwater and just wait till you couldn’t feel the crazy in your head anymore. You could slowly feel the unconscious state takeover your body when a pair of hands pulled your from the tub and wrapped a towel around your body, “Y/N?! Y/N, just breathe. I’ve got you.” You slowly turned your head to the blurry face of Stiles, who was carrying you out of the bathroom and to your room and onto your bed. Stiles held you to your chest and tried to warm you up, “I’m so sorry, Y/N. I shouldn’t have left you alone. I’ll never do it again.” Stiles was your savior and you wouldn’t be alive if it wasn’t for him.

Derek

I hope I can sleep straight through the madness. But I can’t even tell when I’m sleeping anymore.

You jolted awake and looked around you, sighing once you realized you were still in Derek’s loft, in bed with him, and completely safe. You rested your head in your hands and froze, feeling something wet and warm on your face and hands. You left out a blood-curdling scream seeing blood covering your hands. You went to wake Derek but let out another scream realizing that it was his blood you were covered with. All of a sudden, you felt someone shaking you vigorously and your eyes snapped open to see Derek looking down at you with concern all over his face. “Y/N! Y/N, wake up.” You sat up, panting and looking around you with a frantic look on your face, “T-There was blood e-everywhere and-and-and-” You looked at him and placed both hands on his chest, searching his body for any signs of blood, “I-It was your blood and-and it was ev-everywhere and-and-and-” Derek put both of his hands on your face, quieting you down, “Shh, Y/N, it’s alright. I’m fine and so are you, okay?” He looked you in your eyes and you just nodded as he pulled you into his chest, where you begin to let tears fall from your eyes and onto his chest. “It was just a dream, Y/N, a really bad dream.” Derek held you until you fell asleep. Derek was the only one you had in your life that could put up with your night terrors and he was only one you wanted there to help you.

Isaac

We’ve lost control, anything but gently down the stream. Hold me close, hold me tell me life is but a dream.

You had called Isaac numerous times and he hadn’t answer a single call. You started to worry; the last time you were worried this much was when he had that problem at the motel and it was a miracle he came out of that trance. You called Scott and before you could even ask where Isaac was, he told you that you needed to get over to Derek’s fast. Without a question you were in your car and at Derek’s in a blink of an eye. You raced into the loft and called out for Scott. He came running down the stairs, stopping halfway, “Isaac locked himself in his room and he won’t come out.” You ran up the stairs behind him and immediately went straight for the door, pressing your ear to it as you tried to coax Isaac out, “Isaac? Baby? I know you’re really scared right now but you have to open this door. There are people out here who would never let something happen to you.” I looked back at Derek and Scott, continuing on after they nodded at me. “Isaac, please open the door. I know you’re scared and I’m scared too. So, you know what? Let’s be scared together. I promise I won’t leave you.” The three of you waited silently until you heard the door unlock. You slowly opened the door to see Isaac sitting in the corner with his head in his hands, you sat next to him, grabbing his head so that he was resting against you chest, He held on to you and whispered, “It was so real.” You shook your head, running your fingers through his hair, “It was dream. It was all just a dream.”

Peter

Let the darkness come for me, let it try to steal my soul. As if I had a soul to steal.

You shivered as the wind swept over you; you were on your knees in the middle of the woods, the Nemeton right in front of you. You knew that none of sacrifices or killings would have happened if you hadn’t come back from the dead, darkness clouding your soul or lack of soul. Peter tried to tell you that you coming back wasn’t what started everything but every voice in your head said differently. You hoped that sacrificing yourself to the Nemeton would stop everything. The tears on your face had now dried and there was nothing and no one stopping you. As you raised the knife in air, a voice called out to you, stopping you from plunging the knife deep into your heart. “Y/N! Y/N, don’t do it!” You looked up and in front of you, on the other side of the Nemeton, stood the one person you didn’t want to witness this. “Peter, don’t. I have to do this.” He shook his head and you could see the tears glistening in his eyes, “I can’t let you do that. Not by yourself.” Before you could even question him, he pulled a gun from behind him and held it to his head. You knew what he was trying to do and knew that there weren't regular bullets in the gun. “If you do it, I’ll pull this trigger.” You shook your head, “D-Don’t…” He sighed, “I should say the same to you.” He felt your hand falter and then drop the knife and in a blink of an eye, Peter was kneeling front of you and had you pressed to his chest with his arms wrapped around you, “I’m not letting you go that easily.” You cried into his chest as he continued to calm you down.

Aiden

Save me, ‘cause the battles won but the war is still to fight.

You helped Aiden into your house, careful not to make him in anymore pain than he was already in. He saved you yet again from being killed by Kali; she was never okay with Aiden dating the Derek’s sister and she’s tried on many occasions to get rid of you. You led Aiden to the couch and laid him down gently, feeling guilty as he winced in pain. You sat on the floor and laid your head on the couch next to his, “I’m so sorry, Aiden.” He looked confused, “What do you mean? You didn’t do this to me, Y/N, Kali did.” You sighed and lifted your head, “Yeah, but it was because of me that this happened, Aiden.” He tried to sit up but you gently pushed him back down. He looked at you and sighed, brushing his hand on the side of your face, “Y/N, don’t be so hard on yourself. Look  at me, I’m still standing…sort of.” You laughed lightly at his attempted humor, “Aiden, I’m serious. I mean, yeah, you won this battle but what if she gets someone bigger and stronger. Then what?” He sighed and sat up in his elbow, hand still caressing your face, “Then I will protect you with my last breath. I promise you that, Y/N.” He swiped his thumb across your cheek, wiping away a small tear. “I love you, Y/N.” You smiled and kiss the palm of his hand, placing your hand over his, “I love you too, Aiden.”