Random shit/thoughts/imagines

𝙳𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚔 𝙷𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝚇 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

If any of y'all start bad mouthing this mash up of these two ABSOLUTELY GORGEOUS SOUNDING songs. I will rip your throat out...with my teeth.
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"Remind me why we're here again?" Liam asked as the pack walked towards what looked like a club.

"An old friend of mine has had experience with this type of threat before. She could help us, a lot." Derek said as he opened the door for the group. The outside may have looked like a club but the inside was very different. It was almost as if they weren't in a building. It looked almost like a festival. As the music started playing and multiple dancers started to glide onto the stage the pack, except for Derek, looked around in awe. The beautiful singing the crowd joining in on the dancing and singing, almost like it was choreographed.

Derek immediately saw you dancing along the large stage in a flowing light blue dress. You moved gracefully along with everyone else as you joined in on the singing. "Sorry, but how the hell is she going to help us?" Stiles asked noticing who Derek was staring at.

"Put in the ear plugs." He said ignoring the comment.

"What? Why?" Scott asked.

"Trust me. You'll want to be in control, just put them in." He said and everyone quickly placed them in their own ears, except for Lydia. Derek explained her being a banshee would make her immune to what was going to happen.

"Moon and the stars, sun and guitars
That's why we love carnival" everyone sang when Derek noticed you'd disappeared from the stage.

"Laya laya laya..." The pack looked up to notice you walking towards derek with a microphone in hand. They also noticed everyone in the crowd had shining purple eyes. Stiles had remembered reading something about purple eyes.

"Purple eyes means they're hypnotized." He muttered under his breath. You slid your free hand onto Derek's shoulder and up the side of his neck. You know derek had a weakness for you, even when you weren't using your powers. Slowly your hand slid up to his ear and pulled out the ear plug. His eyes flashed blue then to purple. The group didn't notice you slowly backing away and him following because they were too busy dealing with the crowd of people pushing them back.

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"Derek Hale, it's been a while." You smiled at him sweetly as he sat in the chair in front of you.

"You could've just asked me to come back to your office." He rolled his eyes.

"Where's the fun in that?" You teased sitting on the top of your desk in front of him. "Either way, I didn't need your pack listening in on our conversation."

"Could've just asked to talk alone."

"C'mon Der, don't be like that."

"Like what?"

"Stubborn, grumpy, and stop trying to act like you didn't want to see me."

"Didn't want to, I had to. I need your help. That's why I'm here."

"And what would you need my help with? Another threat in beacon hills?" Confusion crossed his face. "What? I have connections back there."

"Well, there's a siren in Beacon Hills. My knowledge of them isn't the best so I came to you."

"A siren? I figured I'd be the last one, at least the last one able to walk on land."

"Me too. But this one is leading men to the creek in the forest and making them drown themselves."