captainofffantasy: Thank you so much 💕 Can you please do a Peter hale x fem reader where instead of Malia waking Peter up during the wild hunt, the reader does. And somehow only the two make it out and they fall in love as they figure out how to bring everyone back.
Author's Note: So I might have gotten only half of this worked into the imagine. I tried to get the other half, but I just couldn't figure out how to incorporate it. Sorry.
Imagine finding Peter in the Wild Hunt and waking him, the two of you then working together to find another rift and rejoin the rest of the Pack.
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"Go through the rift, he said," you mock, stepping carefully over eerie glowing vines in the middle of the hallway in Beacon Hills Memorial. "Find Peter. We need his help, he said." You trip and huff out in anger. "Jesus Christ, Stiles. You're lucky you're my baby cousin or else my butt wouldn't be walking through the stuff nightmares are made of."
The Wild Hunt has apparently been in Beacon Hills for weeks, the Ghost Riders stealing local after local, and erasing them from everyone's memories. Stiles had been one of the firsts to go, but the memory of him slowly came back as mementos that could be tied back to him started showing up. Scott tried to keep you out of everything so you wouldn't be taken too, but Stiles was your cousin and there was no way you'd let his friends fight alone.
One moment you were in the hospital with Scott and Liam, facing off against Garret who fancied himself in charge of the Ghost Riders, and the next Stiles was back and knocking Garret unconscious with a metal bat. You had a brief reunion with your cousin before he, Scott, and Liam had to leave, and he told you to enter the room he'd exited to go find Peter. Peter had been taken into the Wild Hunt and was waiting in the train station, and since you were one of the few who liked the older werewolf you'd been tasked with getting him and bringing him back to the fight.
Two left turns here and a right turn there, and you enter the lobby of a train station. Coming to a sudden halt, you gulp at the uneasiness that envelops you. "Okay," you drawl. "This isn't creepy at all."
Every missing person from Beacon Hills are seated in chairs and benches, each and every one of them in a catatonic state. You slowly make your way forward, you waving your hand in front of faces. No one moves a muscle.
Face by face go by and you recognize a handful of people until you suddenly come across the one you'd been sent in to retrieve. Sighing in relief, you stand in front of Peter. "Okay, so now what?" Waving your hand in front of his face does nothing, nor does snapping your fingers. "Come on, Peter. Snap out of it." You shake him by the shoulder, then pinch the skin of his neck. Nothing. Not even a twitch.
Stiles didn't tell you if there was a way to wake up one of the taken, so you're not sure what the hell you're even doing. Time is precious and then suddenly an idea pops into your head, but you're not too fond of it. Grimacing, you say, "Don't make me Prince Charm your ass, Hale. Wake up!" Peter doesn't flinch or blink, and it even seems like he's barely breathing in the state he's in. "Sonnuva- you can't be pissed at me if this works."
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Imagines [Book Three]
FanfictionVarious 'Imagines' from various fandoms. Fandoms include: Harry Potter, Supernatural, Teen Wolf, The Walking Dead, The Vampire Diaries, and many more. Thank you to @FlamingOreos for making the cover. [Requests for this book are now closed].