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Liam Dunbar | Teen Wolf | Not my gifs | Requested

As the second youngest member in the pack and the only other human ( i.e Stiles and Mason being the others) you were not allowed to participate in any of the packs schemes. Especially if they were dangerous. You were Scott’s little sister and if anything were to happen to you, he and the others of the pack would never forgive themselves. Which is why when it came to saving Lydia from Eichen House you were told to stay behind and wait for them to get back. 

However, you were not one to give up so easily and threatened Scott into sneaking into Eichen House behind his back and finding Lydia on your own. Scott knew that he should not take your words so lightly, so he let you come as long as you stayed with Kira and Malia in the Electrical Room. That being so, the girls and you had finally done your part of the plan of rebooting the security system. Not knowing that the boys seemed to have found themselves in trouble and it causing trouble for you and Liam. 

Finding difficulty in breaking down the locked gate due to the mountain ash surrounding it, Liam came up with a somewhat good plan. In order to break down the door, he had to be angry and in order to be angry Scott had to punch him. 

Liam decided to antagonize Scott, “I tried to take your powers, I tried to kill you. Hit me!” Scott was still hesitant so Stiles decided to join in.

“He also left you for dead,” he chimed in.

Liam nodded and continued, “I wanted you dead!” That seem to have struck a nerve and Scott punched him in the face.

Hunched over, Liam’s breathing grew louder as he grew angry. Scott glared at him, anger visible on his face. Liam, breathing heavily, continued taunting him, “You know, I’ve been dating Y/N behind your back. It’s been three months now and you still never noticed my scent was all over her bedroom.” 

Hearing that, Scott halted as he processed what Liam had just said. Next to them, Stiles eyebrows furrowed into a frown as he shouted, “ Hit Him! HIT HIM!” Scott’s attention diverted back to Liam and he punched him again. Stiles, whose anger seemed to have flourished at hearing his adopted little sister was dating Liam of all people, scoffed, “It’s got to be harder than that!” 

As Scott punched Liam two more times, the young werewolf’s anger was at its’ all time high as his eyes glowed yellow and he growled at Scott when he asked if he was angry. The two werewolves pushed at the locked gate until it came down. Stiles getting over his shock, ran passed the fallen gate in order to find and save Lydia. 

However, not before shouting back, “We are definitely talking about this when this is over!!”

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Liam Dunbar | Teen Wolf | Not my gif | Requested

Being the new girl is not easy. Being the new girl who is horrible at reading maps is definitely not easy. Today is your first day at Beacon Hills High and you’ve managed to get lost.

Hearing the sound of the bell ringing, you groan. ‘Great, just great. Not only do I look like a complete moron wandering around the school but I’m going to be late to my first class.’ you thought. Whoever decided to give the new student a school map and let them find their classes on their own is a complete asshole.

“ Uh, hey. Are you alright?”, you hear a voice say behind you. Turning around quickly, you’re surprised to see a really cute guy who seems to be looking at you.

Shouldn’t he be heading to class like everyone else? You shake out that thought and realize he’s speaking to you.

“Oh, uh yeah I’m fine. Well, no not really. I seem to have gotten lost trying to look for my class,” you say with a slight smile.

He smiles at you, “I can help you with that. What’s your first class?,” You hand him your class schedule and his smile seems to grow. “ Mr. Yukimura, I’m heading there right now. Follow me.” He hands you back your schedule and you both start to walk down the hall.

You sigh in relief, “ Thank you so much. They just gave me the school map in the office and sent me off. I probably would have gotten more lost if it weren’t for you.”

He laughs and says,” It’s no problem. I’m sure you would have found your way eventually. I’m Liam by the way.” He holds out his hand.

“It’s nice to meet you, Liam. I’m Y/N.” you say as you shake hands. You notice a a slight reddening in his cheeks and he smiles wider. You’ve both stopped walking and are standing in front of a door, a sign on the small window with the words ‘Mr. Yukimura’ and ‘World History’ scrawled in black ink.

He seems to have grown nervous and rubs the back of his neck with his hand. “Uh, if you want I can show you around the school during lunch. We have a few classes together and I can show you where they are and show you the rest of the school. Then I can introduce you to my friends. Well uh, that is, if you want,” he says with a hopeful smile.

You couldn’t help but smile and say, “ Yeah, sure. I’d love that”

Maybe today won’t be so bad after all.

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Liam Dunbar and Stilinski Triplets | Teen Wolf | Not my Gifs | Requested

Stiles&Stuart: No.

Y/N: *jaw drops* What?! What do you mean no?!

Stiles: *shrugs* We don’t want you going out with a werewolf.

Y/N: *scoffs* You are being such a hypocrite! You’re going out with a Werecoyote who still has the education of a 9 year old.

Stuart: *rolls his eyes* You’re too young.

Y/N: *scoffs* And you’re the one who spends his time texting two fully grown men.

Liam: *grabs your hand* Hey Y/N, it’s fine. I don’t want you to fight with your brothers because of me.

Y/N: *slightly smiles* It’s okay, Liam. *turns to Thomas* What? Are you not going to say anything?

Thomas: *shrugs* I’m fine with it.

Y/N: *perks up and squeals* Really?!

Thomas: *smiles* Yeah, go ahead. *turns to Stiles and Stuart* I’m older, so what I say goes.

Stiles&Stuart: *shocked* But-

Y/N: *hugs Thomas* Thank you Thomas! *grabs Liam’s hand* Let’s go Liam!

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Liam Dunbar and Brett Talbot | Teen Wolf | Not my gif | Requested

Liam: It has to be around here somewhere...

Y/N: *behind them* What is?

*Liam and Brett turn around quickly*

Brett: Babe, what are you doing here?

Y/N: *walks closer to them* I’ve noticed you two have been hanging around a lot. Which is odd since you two hate each other. So I followed you.

Liam: *shakes his head* We don’t hate each other, well not anymore.

Y/N: *chuckles* Really? Because if I remember correctly during the scrimmage, you were just about ready to kill each other. *turns to Liam* Is that why you brought Brett here, in the middle of the woods, to kill him?

Liam: *shocked* What? No, no! I-I don’t want to kill him. I just needed help to find a hole I fell in the other day.

Brett: *turns to Liam* Sounds a lot like you want to kill me and bury me in the woods.

Y/N: *nods* It really does.

Liam: *frustrated* No! I don’t want to kill anyone, okay! Will you two just help me look for this hole... *starts walks away and mumbles* No wonder they’re together, they’re both crazy.

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Liam Dunbar | Teen Wolf | Not my gif

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Case File

Liam Dunbar x Reader

Warning: mention of parental death again, illegal activities??

Summary: Liam said he’d ask Scott and Stiles to help out with your mother’s murder, and he follows through.

Part Two of Following a Lead

Requested by @tailah-haderson-gilbert

i like this character oo also, probably a part three bc i left y’all still clueless oops???

You sat on the edge of Scott’s bed beside Liam as you looked up at him with hopeful eyes.

After spending the night at Liam’s, Liam had approached you at school the next day about seriously talking to Scott about your mom’s murder. You appreciated the thought but part of you didn’t have a lot of faith that the pack could do much.

Yet here you were after Liam dragged you to Scott’s place—he told Scott it was an emergency. “I wanna help, Y/N, I really do. But I’m not sure there’s a lot we can do without some sort of-“

Before Scott could finish, the door to his bedroom burst open as Stiles practically bulldoze into the room. “I—heard—there—was—an—emergency,” he said between pants as he put his hands onto his knees to catch his breath.

“-police involvement,” Scott finished, furrowing his eyebrows. You knew Scott was right. While they did do tons of things without police involvement, investigating a murder without the case file was hard. Hell, you only went off what you had remembered from what your father told you and what you asked people.

“Police involvement!” Liam exclaimed, jutting a hand out towards the out of breath Stiles. You straightened up, smiling excitedly. Stiles stood up, glancing around the room confused.

“This doesn’t look like an emergency,” Stiles announced, narrowing his eyes at you and Liam. It probably looked like Stiles was a parent called to a school after his kids had gotten in trouble. Either way, not exactly an emergency.

Liam nudged you, prompting you to sputter out some nonsensical words due to unpreparedness. Scott opened his mouth but you quickly jumped to your feet. “I need your help,” you said, looking toward both guys. “I just know my mother’s murder wasn’t random. And I’m pretty sure it was connected to the supernatural.”

“What happened?”

“It was years ago. I was young and I don’t know a lot, but my dad was off at work,” you began, recalling the few details you did know. “Apparently someone had gotten inside the house and...killed her. My father got home to me crying in my crib upstairs—which he claims is weird because my mother wouldn’t have left me alone—and then he called the authorities.” Once you had finished, you felt the slight squeeze of your hand. Liam gave you a supportive smile to which you returned.

“Why do you think it’s supernatural?” Scott asked.

“There was some weird symbol scratched into the floor and...it’s Beacon Hills,” you scoffed, crossing your arms over your chest. “It’s still unsolved. No evidence, no suspects.”

Then it was Stiles’ turn to interject: “What was the symbol?”

“If we knew that, we’d be having a very different conversation,” Liam answered and you appreciated the ‘we.’ It meant that he was going to help you in all of this, even when you hadn’t asked him to. You appreciated the support.

Scott and Stiles shared a look before Stiles clapped Scott on the shoulder and ushered him from the room. You and Liam shared a look as they went out into the hallway, shutting the door behind them. “I wanna thank you, for doing all this,” you said finally, breaking the silence that fell between you two.

“Oh come on, it was nothing.” Liam shrugged. “Besides, I’m pretty invested at this point.” You let out a light chuckle just as the door opened up, with Scott and Stiles entering the room.

Stiles clapped his hands together. “So, I’m gonna get the case file.” Your eyes widened as you let the hope that the case may finally be solved fill your veins. “I mean, I may get grounded. Or arrested depending on how my dad’s feeling, but I’m getting the case file.”

“We can’t guarantee we’re going to find out anything, but we can promise we all will try,” Scott explained and you couldn’t help the smile on your face.

“I can’t thank you guys enough, seriously.” You got to your feet and quickly gave both Scott and Stiles a hug. “I should be heading home. My dad’s wants me to come back and he’s making homemade pizza, so.”

You waved goodbye before scurrying from the room, and hurrying from the house. “Thank you guys, really. It’s cool of you to help,” Liam told them both once you had left, and then both of them shot him a look. “...what?”

“You like her,” Stiles teased, a smug grin on his face as Scott too bit back a grin. Liam’s eyes widened. He opened his mouth to defend himself but Stiles hushed him.

“It’s cute,” Scott commented as Liam practically went beet red. “and I think she likes you too.” Liam searched for words as he stammered out nothing but noises. “Go home, we’ll mystery solve once Stiles gets the case file.”

Liam ducked his head as he shuffled out of the room, Scott and Stiles sharing one last knowing smile before Stiles left too.

Following a Lead

Liam Dunbar x Reader

Warning: Mention of Parental Death, Getting Kicked Out, Vodka

Summary: It’s two a.m when Liam gets an unexpected visitor at his house. One that intends to stay the night. (Hint: it’s you)

Requested by @tailah-haderson-gilbert

Prompts:

6. “I need a place to stay.”

16. “You’re getting crumbs all over my bed.”

24. “It’s six o’clock in the morning, you’re not having vodka!”

31. “I haven’t slept in ages.”

59. “I could punch you right now.”

these prompts fit so well together im, also lowkey enjoyed whatever character i just constructed here?? trAGIC BACKSTORY? IS THAT YOU?

You knew it was late. The way the crescent moon peered through the trees and the empty streets were a dead give away. The town was quiet, even for Beacon Hills. Especially for Beacon Hills, actually.

You walked along the sidewalk, the sleeves of your maroon hoodie acting as the only thing barring you against the cold late autumn wind. When you spotted his house, you let out a sigh of relief and bounded up the porch steps.

For a moment, as your hand hovered before the front door, you contemplated turning around and walking away. Perhaps Scott would be more open to letting you stay over but you didn’t know where he lived and it was already late enough.

You knocked against the front door, rubbing your arms as you tried to ignore the cold. When the door edged open and you saw Liam peek out, you gave him a soft appreciative smile. “Y/N?” He asked, clearly confused.

“Liam, hey!” you greeted cheerily, well as cheery as you could be. “I need a place to stay.” Liam looked at you confused for a moment, but it was two a.m and he definitely didn’t have to energy to reject you.

He side stepped, allowing you to enter his house. You smiled thankfully as you stepped inside, gazing about the warm house. “Can I ask why?”

You pondered his question for a moment. It was a long story but you trusted Liam and he did ask. “Well,” you began, “I thought I had found a lead...on my mom’s killer.” Liam, tired as he may be, continued listening. “I was out, like, all day following it. When I got home, about an hour ago, I ran into my dad. He yelled at me for looking into it, saying ‘the past is the past’ and I argued back, of course. Things got intense and he told me to get out.”

You glanced away from Liam, not interested in seeing his reaction as you looked about the house. His parents weren’t around so you could only assume they were probably asleep. “Uh, sorry...that that, uh, happened.” Liam definitely didn’t know what to say to you but you didn’t blame him. You offered a smile in response. “You can stay in my room, just don’t be loud? I don’t think I’m allowed to have you over...at two a.m.”

“Probably not,” you mused as Liam led the way to his room. You trotted after him, almost immediately collapsing onto his bed once you saw it in your line of sight. “Ah. Comfort.”

“Yeah, okay,” Liam sighed softly to himself as he sat down at his desk. He wiped his tired eyes as he watched you toss and turn onto his bed for a moment, before going still. Presumably, you were falling asleep. Liam spun around in his desk chair for a moment, contemplating whether or not he should get up.

The only reason he even answered the door was because he had been in the kitchen to get a drink of water. Now he had you in his room and no water. He leant his elbow on the arm of his chair, resting his head in his hand as he too drifted off.

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Liam was startled awake by sounds coming from the kitchen. His eyes darted to his empty bed and the wide open bedroom door. Instinctively, he scrambled to his feet and dashed into the kitchen to find you sat on the kitchen counter.

A package of chocolate chips was laid beside you and a large bottle of vodka in your hands as you stared at Liam like a deer caught in headlights. Liam’s eyes went wide as he whipped his head toward the clock and back at you. “It’s six o’clock!” He yelled in a hushed tone.

“Yes, it is!” You yelled back, mimicking his tone. You shook your head as you began to unscrew the lid to the vodka. But Liam snatched it from your hands before you could finish. “Hey!” You exclaimed with a pout.

“It’s six o’clock in the morning, you’re not having vodka!” Liam scolded you as he adjusted the cap and went to put it back where his parents had kept it. You stuck your tongue out at him as you grabbed the cookies. Liam, once again, took them from your grasp.

You gasped aloud. “I could punch you right now,” you hissed as you hopped off the counter and reached out for them but Liam stepped away before you could. “I haven’t eaten like anything, all day! Besides cereal!”

“Can you be quiet?!” Liam asked desperately, glancing down the hall fearfully. He didn’t want his parents to wake up to find you in the kitchen, that wouldn’t go well for sure. You narrowed your eyes at him as you crossed your arms over your chest, waiting for the return of the chocolate chips. “Wha-what are you even doing out here? You were sleeping.”

You scoffed, “I haven’t slept in ages.” Suddenly your tone went from childish to something much more cynical and dark. Liam looked at you with evident concern. “Not since I’ve begun looking into my mom’s death anyway. The cops never found anything. You can’t tell me that’s not weird.”

“Well yeah, but Y/N-“

“I know she was killed for a reason and I’m willing to bet it had something to do with the supernatural. I just need to figure out how,” you explained with a small shrug. Liam looked over you for a moment before jutting the cookies out toward you. Your eyes lit up. “Are you letting me have them?!” Liam’s eyes widened. “Quiet. Right,” you smiled, lowering your tone as you trotted down the hall back to Liam’s room.

Liam followed you, shutting the door behind you both. You took a seat on the edge of his bed, happily munching on the cookies. “You’re going to have to be out of here by noon. My step-dad will be at work and my mom has to go shopping and-“

“Sorry for stealing your bed, by the way,” you cut him off. “I ended up just stealing your bed and I didn’t even sleep. I tried and then I was just on my phone for...four hours? Wow, sorry,” you muttered apologetically as you extended the cookie package out to him. “Cookie?”

“Oh, thanks.” Liam took a cookie as he spun around in his chair for a moment. “Maybe Scott and Stiles could...look into your mom’s murder? I’m not saying they could do a lot but Stiles is always kind of ready to solve a mystery and if it’s the supernatural-“ Liam trailed off, noticing the grin you were giving him. “W-what?”

“You’re sweet,” you told him, almost not noticing the blush on his cheeks once you had said that.

“Well, I just...Y/N...you’re getting crumbs all over my bed.”