Mate. | Derek Hale

This is a collection of gender neutral, x reader oneshots! There will be a mix of fluff, smut, and angst. I take requests! But keep in mind I'm not familiar with many popular people and/or fandoms, and I wish to write only for those I know about. Cover made by @-followtheleader-

❝ saying that he ran was practically an euphemism. He didn't even care if someone could have seen him, his eyes just turned yellow and - at a supernatural speed - he rushed into the woods. Since the phone call with Stiles he didn't even breathed and he was realizing it now. His wolf was restless for days, he couldn't explaning why, but in that moment he was shaking like crazy, so as to make him angry. And the reason was only one... Liam. ❞ • • boyxboy || smut ; fluff || sterek + scalia + pydia • • complete | ✓ • • ⚠️ this story is not mine, all credits go to @Elly_gingerlover

She was hired to clean his home, not unravel his heart.Dante lives in a world of violence, power, and control. Amore doesn't belong there-but neither does her softness.Still, something about her quiet defiance draws him in.Secrets fester, danger looms, and love becomes the riskiest game. As enemies close in, desire turns dead. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• His teeth graze my jawline as he growls low in his throat. "Beg prettier." "Please, Dante... I need it. I want you to make me cum...please." My voice cracks, desperate now. Finally, he chuckles, a dark, dangerous sound that sends heat pooling low in my belly. "Good girl." Without warning, he lets my legs drop from around his waist. I barely have time to catch my breath before his hands grip my thighs, spreading them wide as he drops to his knees in front of me. "Keep those pretty legs open." He commands, his tone leaving no room for argument. Then his mouth is on me. I gasp, my hands flying to his hair as his tongue flicks over my clit, sending shockwaves through my body. He groans against me, the vibrations making my knees threaten to buckle. "Oh-fuck... yes." I moan, my hips rocking instinctively. His hands grip my thighs tighter, keeping me pinned against the wall as he devours me like a man starved. His tongue moves with devastating precision, switching between slow, teasing licks and fast, relentless strokes that make my head spin. "Such a mess already." He growls against me. "You taste so fucking good." My fingers tug at his hair, my body trembling as I feel the orgasm building fast and hard. "Dante, I'm gonna-" "Not yet." he said, pulling back just enough to blow cool air on my throbbing clit. "I'll tell you when you're allowed." "Please, I'm so close..." I whimper, hips rolling. "You'll wait." His tongue dives back in, and this time, he doesn't hold back. The pace is brutal, unrelenting.

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

"I'd much rather be planning our first Valentine's Day," Scott laughs nervously. "If I promise to make it super romantic, will you let me slip out the back and escape into the Preserve?" Derek leans over his shoulder, his smile teasing. "What if I wanted to be the one to give the big romantic surprise?" "I could be convinced if you let me run out of this meeting?" "Mm. Nice try." Derek leans in again, pressing a sweet kiss to his temple. Scott's insides promptly go, well, gooey. "You'll do great. I promise." In which a last minute inter-Pack meeting goes, predictably, horribly wrong and forces Scott to consider the werewolf dos and don'ts of relationship traditions. | Complete | 10,021 words | Romance | Future fic | This story includes Pack dynamics, werewolf traditions, misunderstandings, one cliche visiting Pack asshole, werewolf proposals, fluff, talks about the consent issues of werewolf romance tropes (mating/claiming bites), and blowjobs. This story is NSFW.

As the twin sister of Stiles, she often finds herself being compared to him - but she is quite different from her brother. Unlike him, she is popular and has a remarkable ability to read body language. Additionally, she is not best friends with Scott, despite him being a significant part of her life. The truth is, she is in love with him, but little does she know that he feels the same way. However, he is too afraid to confess his feelings. Everything takes a dramatic turn after the Bite and their lives are changed forever. (NOT COMPLETE) [WARNING MAY CONTAIN GRAPHIC/MATURE CONTENT, IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO ANYTHING SKIP THE CHAPTERS WITH WARNINGS MAY CONTAIN - SEX - SUICIDE - MURDER - DIFFERENT TYPES OF KINKS [MAYBE] - AND OTHER MATURE CONTENT OF THE SORTS.}

Female and Male Readers For the male readers I'll only do them upon request. I don't edit before publishing them. The word count is in the tittle of the one shot. I update every day and if I might miss a day or two, I'll let y'all know! A/n: my writing gets better, trust me. 🤪 My first smut shot was baddddd but my second one was kinda better. Improving!!!! Requests: [•] open [] closed ⭕️ means smut 🌀 means Requested ⚠️ means TW Start: July, 1st, 2021 Halfway: August, 10th, 2021 End: December, 9th, 2021 Go check out my second Olivia Rodrigo one shot book!!

The relationship between me and my mother was always strained due to her habit of lying to us on numerous occasions. As a result, I found myself preferring my father over her throughout my life. However, my twin sister Bella seemed to turn a blind eye to my mother's behavior and preferred her over our father. Though I liked staying with my dad more because Renee, my mother, didn't like taking responsibility, Bella always insisted that we stick together as twins, even though we were complete opposites. So when I got the opportunity to be different from her, I took it. That chance came in the form of Edward and immortality. (NOT COMPLETE) {WARNING THIS STORY MAY CONTAIN GRAPHIC/MATURE CONTENT, IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO ANYTHING SKIP THE CHAPTERS WITH WARNINGS MAY CONTAIN - SEX - SUICIDE - MURDER - DIFFERENT TYPES OF KINKS [MAYBE] - AND OTHER MATURE CONTENT OF THE SORTS.}

Includes: imagines, smut, fluff, etc. If there are any grammar mistakes, I apologize in advance. *I do not own the rights to anyone I write about, only the stories* Highest Rankings Ever Received: #1 in 'michaelsanzone' #1 in 'michaelsanzoneimagines' #1 in 'writtenbyme' #1 in 'connoryates' #1 in 'alexwarren' #2 in 'chasehudson' #2 in 'michael' #2 in 'rylandstorms'