#[ about theo ]

[randomestfandoms-ocs]

How do you think Nico & Theo would get along?

I definitely feel either like they would be frenemies like

I can't stand you but also if anyone else talks shit about you I will ruin them and also we're still friends and hang out together all the time but you're the worst

or they would just be Nate & Chuck 2.0

[yulgurr]

sometimes i feel guilty about how i make theo this mysterious guy with the past that he won't reveal, and his past is actually pretty simple. it's so simple. there's almost nothing shocking there. the point of his backstory is that it's important for him!

[theodoradevlin]

Theo Fun Fact Round

courtesy of @esolean, pro at finding Theo in the wild 💜

Her red hair came from neither her father or mother, both were perplexed when she was born. In actuality, it came from her grandmother who was part Huldra. With part of her bloodline carrying some of that ancestry, it's no wonder she has an affinity for nature, plants, chaos and um....other things.

She isn't squeamish, not ever...except somehow when it comes to the sight of her own blood. Others? She can rush to help, or attack. She gets pricked? Passes out immediately.

She is a big time cuddler. Give her the opportunity and she will koala herself around you until the end of space and time.

If she does exercise, it's running. Her mind can't focus on anything stationary, and it gives her a good opportunity to come across new foliage on the grounds.

She is not a morning person. Wake her up with coffee and proceed with caution.

[ginevrastilinski-ocs]

This is mayor S.Q.U.A.D vibes! (Harry Potter team, they go around Hogwarts and bring chaos lol)

Edit: But right know, also the Five Hearts

[toodamnloyal]

✝ : Is your muse religious?

He is, yes.

Theo was raised in the Church. In Philadelphia while growing up, Presbyterianism was prominent. Then when going to university in Britain as well as during his career in the Navy, the church he attended was Anglican.

[tnott]

Theo's Wand

10 and 3/4 inches, springy, cedar and phoenix feather

Cedar:

"Whenever I meet one who carries a cedar wand, I find strength of character and unusual loyalty. My father, Gervaise Ollivander, used always to say, ‘you will never fool the cedar carrier,’ and I agree: the cedar wand finds its perfect home where there is perspicacity and perception. I would go further than my father, however, in saying that I have never yet met the owner of a cedar wand whom I would care to cross, especially if harm is done to those of whom they are fond. The witch or wizard who is well-matched with cedar carries the potential to be a frightening adversary, which often comes as a shock to those who have thoughtlessly challenged them."

Phoenix feather:

"This is the rarest core type. Phoenix feathers are capable of the greatest range of magic, though they may take longer than either unicorn or dragon cores to reveal this. They show the most initiative, sometimes acting of their own accord, a quality that many witches and wizards dislike. Phoenix feather wands are always the pickiest when it comes to potential owners, for the creature from which they are taken is one of the most independent and detached in the world. These wands are the hardest to tame and to personalise, and their allegiance is usually hard won."

[aerequets]

more on this fic because QuirkCire commented "Theo fanboying over Yor and Twilight mistaking it for interest in her because he also kinda fanboys over Yor too was hilarious" and. LMAO UR SO RIGHT

[nottsangel]

im absolutely in love with dealer!theo and your writing style!!! could you pretty please write more for him? 🥹🥹

“there she is…” theo drawls in a low, husky voice, his imposing and intimidating face instantly lighting up at the sight of you. he takes one last quick drag from his cigarette before tossing it to the ground, casually putting it out with the heel of his shoe.

“my favourite customer. missed me already, sweetheart?” you feel your cheeks heat up at his flirty remark, a wide, flustered smile uncontrollably tugging at your glossy lips.

“mhm, always. can’t you tell, baby?” he chuckles in response, shaking his head slightly in surprised amusement as he momentarily glances at the ground, clearly taken aback. when his eyes move back up, you notice him quickly checking you out, eyes scanning your body and lingering on your tits for a moment before they finally land on your charming, captivating eyes that drive him wild each time.

“what can i do for you, ma’am?” he questions, his tall frame slowly inching closer to you as he unconsciously bites his busted lip, your eyes narrowing when you notice the healing but still visible wound.

“what happened?!” you blurt out, both curiosity and worry evident on your pretty face, filling him with a sudden, indescribable warmth.

“nothin’ you gotta worry your pretty head over.” he begins, trying to dismiss it, but you continue to stare at him with furrowed brows, clearly not accepting it as an answer. “just, uh, heard some guys on the street call you names behind your back when we met last time. can’t let anyone disrespect my customers like that, y’know? especially not my favourite one.”

you unconsciously tilt your head to the side, eyes narrowed as you study his expression, trying to determine whether he’s speaking the truth or if it’s another one of his flirty gestures— but as far as you can tell with your fair amount of human knowledge, he seems to be speaking the truth.

“well… i don’t need a man to take care of me.” you begin, teasingly smiling as you gaze up at him through your eyelashes, your thumb then carefully brushing over the painful-looking wound. “but uh, thank you. that’s very sweet, i appreciate it.” you say softly, before your voice turns more stern. “don’t get into fights because of me again though— i mean, who do i go to when you’re on ‘sick leave’?”

he lets out a deep laugh, eyes still glued to yours. “yes, ma’am… no more fights.” he responds, his hand giving a playful but lazy salute as he smiles warmly at you. his expression then gradually softens as his eyes shift to your lips, and it’s quiet for a moment, the pent-up tension only building, and for a split second, it feels like your lips are uncontrollably gravitating towards his like a magnet— but then he breaks the silence.

“so, uhm… what is it gonna be this time?”

“oh, uh, just the usual. you— you still got some?”

“for you? ‘course i do.” he reaches into the pockets of his jacket and takes out a tiny bag filled with fine, white powder that glistens in the light, playfully dangling it in front of you while you reach for your own pockets to grab some cash.

“how much do i owe you?” you ask, but instead of giving you a clear answer, he leans towards you and swiftly moves his arm around your body, slipping the small, clear bag into the back pocket of your jeans.

“nothin’. this one’s on me, pretty girl.” he whispers as he cheekily winks at you, his deep voice and warm hand on your ass making your heart race, before he slowly slips his hand out again. “but don’t think this is gonna happen each time, a’ight? next time you’re gonna have to just pay— with a kiss, at least.”

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reminder: reblogs and comments are greatly appreciated and keep me motivated. ty! ♡

[toodamnloyal]

@leerofthevinegaroons @mando-of-esverr @ashortdropandasuddenstop

i love it when characters are package deals, i love duos i love trios i love quartets, i love groups and squads, i love it when you can’t find one without the other(s), i love it when they’re glued at the hip, i love it no matter the context of these dynamics, i lov

[randomestfandoms-ocs]

@cecexwrites just answering here not on my main!

In birth order

Name: Connor William Archibald

Gender: Male

General Appearance: Dark blond hair, green eyes, average height & fit, carries himself with a very easy confidence

Personality: Charming charming charming. He always knows the right thing to say in any situation, always seems completely at ease. He plays the part of the rich party boy but would usually rather be at home

Special Talents: He's a very good writer

Who they like better: Evie

Who they take after more: Evie

Personal Head canon: he was a child actor on Broadway, not often and usually when he was very very young, but in shows that Evie was doing that involved a young child

Face Claim: Austin Abrams

Name: Grace Victoria Archibald

Gender: Female

General Appearance: brown hair, brown eyes, the shortest of her siblings but still taller than her mom

Personality: Preppy, outgoing, influencer princess of the city. She's rich, she's hot, she's her parents' baby, she's used to getting whatever she wants

Special Talents: she is a phenomenal photographer

Who they like better: Finn, probably Evie but not totally sure

Who they take after more: Theo

Personal Head canon: her parents really didn't want her becoming an influencer especially so young (especially with their experiences having their entire lives documented) but it's something that Grace really wants to do. They eventually compromise that she can try it for a year, with her parents' moderating her comments for any creeps or harassment, after which point they can discuss how it's been going and weigh out the positive and negative impact it's had on her life

Face Claim: Millie Bobby Brown

Send me a ship and I’ll tell you about their kid

[yulgurr]

thinking that if academy theo was in feh he would be a red dagger infantry and his weapon would be a boot knife (a knife he hides in his boot. he also sleeps with it under his pillow but thats not the point)

[theosbaby]

Brother’s best friend!theodore smut please!! Super soft!dom Theo where he makes LOVE to reader. Perhaps shy!reader as well??

thank you so much for your request! i really loved this idea. i'm sorry that it took me so long to write this, but i've running low of inspiration lately. i hope you like it babe!

𐙚 ‧₊˚ ⋅ casually thinking about...

brother's bsf!theo taking your virginity

NSFW content ahead, +18

you can't believe you're actually making out with the theodore nott, sprawled on your brother's bed with theo between your spread thighs. his lips are avidly kissing yours, playful tongue delving inside your warm mouth as his hands roam over your gorgeous curves, fingers gripping your sides to tug you as closer to him as possible, not leaving even an inch between your bodies.

and you swear you're on cloud nine.

you're whimpering so prettily into his mouth, your body arching against his while you grasp his dark t-shirt between your slender fingers, the sweet flavor of your chocolate birthday cake still lingering on your plump lips as you return the messy kiss with equal fervour. the act is almost sinful —you're mattheo's little sister, for god's sake. not that he cares about it right now, anyways, not when your body molds itself so perfectly to his, like you were made for each other.

theo groans into the kiss, his hands sliding down to your backside to hoist you up against him. you gasp against his mouth, wrapping your legs around his waist, and you feel him grinding against the junction of your thighs, his own breath hitching as he feels your warmth through his jeans.

your pretty cheeks flush at the intimate contact between your heated bodies, your lips becoming sloppier as you struggle to keep up with him. this is the first time you're actually making out with a guy like this, and you're feeling embarrassed, nervous and excited all at once, which is kinda overwhelming.

he'd notice how your body slightly tenses beneath him. not wanting to make you feel uncomfortable, he slides his hands back to your hips to give them a gentle squeeze, trying to reassure you. he doesn't want to rush you if you're not ready —but oh how bad he wants to fuck you.

the kiss comes to an end, leaving you panting against his swollen lips, agitated. the way you find his deep set, blue eyes looking down at you when you open yours, makes you feel weak on your knees, the blush on your face deepening. he gives you a lopsided smile, his eyes glazed with lust as he brushes your long, soft hair out of your beautiful face.

"you okay, pretty girl ?" he'd ask, his voice husky, just to make sure you're not regretting what's happening. "are you enjoying this?"

the pet name he gives you makes you smile. "yeah," you whisper coyly in response, nodding slightly while your pearly white teeth sink into your bottom lip, which is a bit swollen from all the kissing.

"good," he murmurs against your mouth, "because i'm really enjoying it too." he pauses, his breath warm against your lips. "i was thinking maybe we could... you know... take things a little further?" he leans in and starts kissing your neck softly. "would you like that?

your heart starts hammering in your chest at his words, butterflies fluttering about crazily in your tummy, but you tilt your head to the side to give him better access to your throat despite your nervousness.

"we don't have to do anything you're not comfortable with, okay?" he reassures you softly, his hands squeezing your waist soothingly.

he continues planting gentle kisses on your neck, feeling you relax little by little against him. you let out a sigh, eyelids fluttering shut.

"i wanna do it," you admit, not being able to look into his eyes as you do, blushing, "just... don't tell anyone about this, my brother can't know."

you feel him smirking against your throat as he stops the gentle kisses, cupping your face to make you look at him; there's sincerity in his eyes as he says, "i won't, pretty girl."

"pinky promise?"

you'd extend your pinky, waiting for him to intertwine his finger with yours. theo smirks as he tenderly rubs the tip of his nose against your cheek, and he tangles his pinky with yours. "i promise."

he keeps kissing you for a bit more, caressing you over your clothes and whispering sweet nothings into your ear, before he starts undressing you with such care, as if he's afraid of breaking you. and you look so pretty while you're naked beneath him, just like a precious doll.

then, he'd spread your creamy thighs and ask for permission to touch you, eager to get his hands on that gorgeous pussy of yours, which is fucking soaked just for him, your juices dripping down your pink slit and onto mattheo's sheets —that fact has him painfully hard inside his pants. is he a perv? probably.

he's taking his time preparing you, thumb rubbing your puffy clit in tight circles while he plunges his thick, long fingers in your pussy. you're so fucking tight he struggles to push the first one in without hurting you, but after a few minutes, you're taking two of them like a champ, completely soaking his hand in your arousal when you finally cum on it.

theo can't take it anymore, seeing you so flustered and hearing your sweet little moans have him on the verge of bursting in his pants like a bloody teenager, so he withdraws his digits to start taking his clothes off too, and you whine at the loss. but the feeling of emptiness doesn't last long, soon he's pushing his thick cock inside your little cunt.

you're so slick that he slides in pretty easily despite the resistance of your tight walls, his dick stretching you a lot wider than his fingers. and it hurts a bit, but it's a sweet pain that has you whimpering as you beg for more. after a few thrusts, you're cock drunk underneath him, nails digging into his back and leaving scratches that he'll have to hide from your brother for the next few days.

he actually gets you to cum on his dick too, pussy milking him so good that he doesn't even have time to pull out. he spills inside you with a whimper, pounding sloppily into your spasming cunt to ride his orgasm as he stuffs you full of his cum.

more.

[fallen-goldfishcracker]

If Wyll Ravengard has a million fans I am one of them. If Wyll has fifty fans I am one of them. If Wyll has one fan, I am dead and it's Theo Solomon left holding down the fort.

[toodamnloyal]

Thinking about the threads with Ghost!Murtogg and Ghost!James that Theo has going on. And then prompts of 'what would your character do if mine died'

And a thing i've thought about a lot is just how Theo doesn't get death. When he dies, he gets better he learned this the hard way during the rev war and he's not really experienced his friends aging and dying to leave him behind, nor has he actually seen one of them die in battle before.

he just….doesn't really get it. he's killed pirates or smugglers and other badguys himself, he's seen people that he kinda sorta knows in passing die in battle, but it's not the same as a close friend.

he's terrified of death in general, his and his friend's because he doesn't get it.

and then in his potc verses where magic is a very real and regular thing he isn't there when james dies and he finds out way after the fact. same thing for richard in verses where he dies also - theo finds out way way later. and then jack and barbossa, both of them don't stay dead for very long either.

so he's upset and hurt because why do two pirates get to come back from the dead and not the two most important people in his own life.

it's not fair, he doesn't get it. he doesn't know how to cope without the people he leans on and relies on and is a bit too codependant on and he might be plotting to find some way to convince the two of them to repeat whatever tricks jack and barbossa used to please dont be dead anymore

[sweetlullabyebye]

Characters that are absolute lovesick disasters but also brutal killers are... definitely something

[khawlat]

It's been emotional, Captain.