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Liam Dunbar “Hide and Seek”“Liam!” Your voice was echoing all around you, but no matter how loud you screamed, there was no answer, no reaction, no-one running up to you from behind, kissing your neck, telling you that it was just a game, that he was right here, right next to you. He wasn’t right here, he wasn’t right next to you and the worst part was that you knew you had only so much time to find him, so much time to save him, so much time to get him back, next to you, where he belonged. “Liam!” You tried again and you closed your eyes, focussing on everything you could think of. You knew the woods better than anyone else. You father had been working here, taking you with him for field trips, teaching you everything about the flowers and the trees, showing you the save places and the dangerous ones. You squeezed your eyes for a short second, realising that if you were an annoying killing teenager and would try to use a beta as a bate for his Alpha, that were exactly the places you would go for. Dangerous, hidden, away from the roads, away from the view. You started walking, as if your legs knew exactly where they had to go, as if your subconscious had already figured out where Liam could be and although there was hardly a reason to smile, you felt your lips curling up a little bit when you stood still before the deepest well you had ever seen. “Liam?” You leaned in a little bit and saw his panicking eyes looking up at you, his feet struggling with the stones, his hands scratched and bleeding. “(Y/N)! I can’t get out!” As if he was trying to prove his point, he fell down, into the water, screaming loudly, cursing because he had not made it. You had no idea how often he had tried this already, how often he had climbed up, how often he had fallen down. You only knew that his next time had to be the last time. “Hold on, okay? I’m gonna see what I can find to get you out of here.” You paused for a little moment. “As soon as possible…” You whispered softly and dropped your backpack, filled with everything you had thought you would need. Most of it was useless, only weight that you had carried all day, but you smiled when you found the one thing that would save you right now, would save him right now, would save Scott and everyone else involved. “(Y/N)? What are you doing?” His voice sounded weak and hurt and you grabbed the rope, tying it tightly to a strong tree, not too far away from the well. “Liam?” You threw the rope into the well, seeing how it almost reached him. “This will help…” You whispered, wishing there was more you could do, but Liam nodded and you saw how he searched for every power inside of him, climbing the first stones, until his hands could grab the rope. It seemed to take ages before he reached the clearing, before his hand could grab yours, before you helped him to climb out of the well, before both of you realised that he was safe, safe enough to be helped by Deaton. “You made it…” You sighed and felt how your body started shaking and trembling. “Thanks to you.” Liam wrapped his arms around you and pressed you against his chest. “Thanks to you…”

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Liam Dunbar “Hide and Seek”

“Liam!” Your voice was echoing all around you, but no matter how loud you screamed, there was no answer, no reaction, no-one running up to you from behind, kissing your neck, telling you that it was just a game, that he was right here, right next to you.
He wasn’t right here, he wasn’t right next to you and the worst part was that you knew you had only so much time to find him, so much time to save him, so much time to get him back, next to you, where he belonged.
“Liam!” You tried again and you closed your eyes, focussing on everything you could think of. You knew the woods better than anyone else. You father had been working here, taking you with him for field trips, teaching you everything about the flowers and the trees, showing you the save places and the dangerous ones.
You squeezed your eyes for a short second, realising that if you were an annoying killing teenager and would try to use a beta as a bate for his Alpha, that were exactly the places you would go for. Dangerous, hidden, away from the roads, away from the view.
You started walking, as if your legs knew exactly where they had to go, as if your subconscious had already figured out where Liam could be and although there was hardly a reason to smile, you felt your lips curling up a little bit when you stood still before the deepest well you had ever seen.
“Liam?” You leaned in a little bit and saw his panicking eyes looking up at you, his feet struggling with the stones, his hands scratched and bleeding.
“(Y/N)! I can’t get out!” As if he was trying to prove his point, he fell down, into the water, screaming loudly, cursing because he had not made it. You had no idea how often he had tried this already, how often he had climbed up, how often he had fallen down. You only knew that his next time had to be the last time.
“Hold on, okay? I’m gonna see what I can find to get you out of here.” You paused for a little moment. “As soon as possible…” You whispered softly and dropped your backpack, filled with everything you had thought you would need.
Most of it was useless, only weight that you had carried all day, but you smiled when you found the one thing that would save you right now, would save him right now, would save Scott and everyone else involved.
“(Y/N)? What are you doing?” His voice sounded weak and hurt and you grabbed the rope, tying it tightly to a strong tree, not too far away from the well.
“Liam?” You threw the rope into the well, seeing how it almost reached him. “This will help…” You whispered, wishing there was more you could do, but Liam nodded and you saw how he searched for every power inside of him, climbing the first stones, until his hands could grab the rope.
It seemed to take ages before he reached the clearing, before his hand could grab yours, before you helped him to climb out of the well, before both of you realised that he was safe, safe enough to be helped by Deaton.
“You made it…” You sighed and felt how your body started shaking and trembling.
“Thanks to you.” Liam wrapped his arms around you and pressed you against his chest. “Thanks to you…”

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Liam Dunbar imagine request.

Plot: You ask Liam to teach you lacrosse after he finishes and wins a game.

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Liam snuggling up to Scott all the time, and not even realizing it. Scott not even minding, and then getting really used to it to the point he doesn’t even realize it either.

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When Scott rescued Liam, a wave of happiness rushed through me. I think at this point, Liam really begins to trust that Scott is really there for him.

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abeaconhillspack:

"You’re okay, Liam. You’re okay."

This scene is just the best. This is exactly why I love Scott so much. He is so willing to protect his own and it’s scenes like this that make me love the show so much more.

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"When I was about 20 years old, I met an old pastor’s wife who told me that when she was young and had her first child, she didn’t believe in striking children, although spanking kids with a switch pulled from a tree was standard punishment at the time. But one day, when her son was four or five, he did something that she felt warranted a spanking–the first in his life. She told him that he would have to go outside himself and find a switch for her to hit him with.

The boy was gone a long time. And when he came back in, he was crying. He said to her, “Mama, I couldn’t find a switch, but here’s a rock that you can throw at me.”

All of a sudden the mother understood how the situation felt from the child’s point of view: that if my mother wants to hurt me, then it makes no difference what she does it with; she might as well do it with a stone.

And the mother took the boy into her lap and they both cried. Then she laid the rock on a shelf in the kitchen to remind herself forever: never violence. And that is something I think everyone should keep in mind. Because if violence begins in the nursery one can raise children into violence.”


- Astrid Lindgren, author of Pippi Longstocking, 1978 Peace Prize Acceptance Speech (via stormywolves)

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