𝓈𝒽𝒶𝓌𝓃 𝓂𝑒𝓃𝒹𝑒𝓈 𝒾𝓂𝒶𝑔𝒾𝓃𝑒𝓈 🦋

Supernatural

You were just your average teenage girl, but in the supernatural world, your mind was your power

Just a gesture of your hands could force someone to fly ten feet backwards. There was a lot more you could do but you hadn't discovered most of it yet

Your mother was a banshee, so she was almost positive you would be one too, you can do everything she can and more, but scream

Your father is a hellhound (sorry had to do it teen wolf vibes🥺), who was being frozen to death when your mother found him and saved him

So your parents naturally assumed you would be gifted in some sort of way

But as of right now, you were an average teenage girl, laying down with your average teenage boyfriend in bed

Your boyfriend smiled like a mad man as you replayed his favorite memory for him, over and over again

" one more time " he grins

" you said that five times ago " you joke, smiling down at him

You place the tips of your fingers against his forehead, before closing your eyes and deeply concentrating on his favorite memory

You smile to yourself as you see yourself from shawn's view, entering the ice rink, him immediately gripping your hand

The smile you gave him causes you to bite your lip, remembering how excited you were

" you looked so beautiful that day " shawn says, smiling

The memory goes on, as shawn teaches you how to skate

By the end of the date, you were a pro, and he couldn't have been more excited

It makes your heart flutter that out of all of shawn's memories, this was his favorite one; your first date

You open your eyes, and remove your hand from shawn's forehead

" can I see your favorite memory? " he asks and you bite your lip

" I don't know if you'll want to, it's cheesy, and it's not anything of us " you reply

" I don't care. I want to see what's in your little supernatural brain " he says, grinning and you laugh, biting your lip

You close your eyes, and place your finger tips back on your boyfriends forehead

You concentrate, and smile as the memory begins to play out

You were ten, and your mom had been screaming all day, and not regular screaming, her banshee scream

Nothing you did could make her stop

You were sitting on the couch, holding her hand, when your front door flys open

In comes your dad, engulfed in flames, in his hellhound form as he walks towards your mom

You smile as you watch him pick your mom up, and cradle her in his arms

Everything on the walls fall down and hit the floor, pictures shattering, vases breaking and shelves falling down, but your mothers screaming had stopped

You watched as your father, who was now all burnt and covered in ash sat down with your mother in his arms, and their hands intertwined

Your dad was looking down at your mom as he brushed back pieces of hair that had fell in front of her face, and your mother leans her head against your dads chest

You open your eyes, and remove your finger tips from shawn's forehead

You looks at you, with furrowed eyebrows

" was your dad saving your mom? " he asks and you shake your head

" he was taking her pain away. A hell hound and a banshee need each other. That day I realized how strong their bond was. It's my favorite memory " you say and shawn nods

" why was she in pain? " shawn asks and you roll your eyes at the memory

" because, she was pregnant with my little shit of a brother and he was chomping at her walls and burning her cervix. Giving birth to a hellhound is an absolute mess " you reply and shawn laughs

" I wish I was like you " he says and you shake your head

" you don't want to be like me. I can't live at peace shawn, yes I'm at peace with you, but there are people out there trying to kill me. They're afraid of me " you say and shawn leans up

" but I'm not " he says, looking down at you

" I know you aren't " you reply

" and I fell in love with you because of it " you whisper in his ear, causing him to smile, before pushing you backwards and hovering over you, kissing you

The kiss lasts briefly before he begins to tickle your sides

" no, no! Stop! " you shriek

Before you know it, your door flys open and your dad stands in the doorway

" what are you doing on top of my daughter? " your dad asks shawn, causing shawn to blush and lean back into your headboard, at a loss for words

" dad, he was just tickling me. It's okay " you reassure him

Moments later your mom walks next to your dad

" but you were screaming for him to stop " your dad crosses his arms over his chest

" jordan, you really think shawn would hurt
y/n? " your mom intervenes

" no, but he was on top of her and- "

" Christ jordan, they aren't five. When we were their age- well when i was their age we were doing much worse than tickles " your mom tells your dad and you cringe

" gross " you mutter

" let's go " your mom huffs, turning around and heading back downstairs

" your mom is so damn sassy " your dad rolls his eyes

" I heard that! " your mom yells

Okay, there's def gonna be a part two or maybe I'll just make a fanfic

All of the teen wolf characters will be in it, opinions?