#With the chimera pack not dead

[shinigamimailjeevas]

coming up with a new idea at work and being all excited to tell the beta and realizing they are asleep 😭

[kittychimera]

favorite character liked by so little people i went through all the videos tagged with his name in less than 20 minutes.

[clean-bands-dirty-stories]

Mercy ~ T.R.

A/n: I haven’t actually watched this far into the show, this is all from second hand understanding, so if it’s a little OOC I apologize :)

Request: “Can you do a Theo Raeken x Mreader where the reader never doubted that there was goodness in Theo’s heart even tho he committed terrible acts, the reader supports Theo because they knew that he was led astray since he was a child. The pack believes that the reader maybe crazy and when they discuss that Theo deserves everything bad that happens to him, the reader defends him, which makes Theo feels like he doesn’t deserve someone like them.” By anon

Word Count: 2100+

MASTERLIST

"Stop that." 

Y/n was a pretty passive person. His strengths came from maintaining focus and calm. Hiding, not being seen, never losing control. When he spoke, it was always even and his gaze gave nothing away. He wasn't particularly comforting, or good at fighting, but he was extremely good at getting out of a tight situation - or sneaking into one without consequences. It left him often as the one who could get reinforcements, deliver information where it was needed, or learn important things others couldn't because he hadn't been noticed or stopped.

Which meant easily enough that when he glared at someone, or when his sharp tone snapped through the room with genuine anger, the pack knew it was a severe reaction. If you didn't know him, it would be easy to dismiss the outburst as quieter than Derek's, or softer than what Isaac or Stiles might have hit with. There was no sass or sarcasm and even very little poison in the words... but the fact that it was so full of emotion was telling.

Especially because all they were talking about was Theo.

Scott raised his eyebrows as he shot Y/n a sideways glace. "Stop what?"

"Don't talk about trauma you don't understand," was all Y/n said.

Stiles' face twisted slightly with an anger leaning confusion. "What are you talking about? Theo tried to kill Scott and take over all of us. Including you. He did horrible experiments on the chimeras he did get his hands on - and most of them died. All he has done is cause pain and misery since he got here. Who the hell cares what he's been through?"

Y/n's sudden pointed look stopped Stiles dead. It was equivalent to a blade being pressed to his throat, or a gun leveled at his head. It was a threat - a promise - and he knew to back down immediately. "You never know what kind of person others' experiences would have made you if you'd lived through them. Theo was a child. And before you go off or dismiss me like you have in the past, Stilinski, no I don't condone or dismiss the vast amounts of harm he has caused the people around him. I'm not saying anyone is required to forgive him just because he had a hard life. I was there when Kira sent him to hell the first time, and I helped every step of the way. I stand by what we did. But he doesn't deserve all the pain and suffering he's been through, and it does matter, and he deserves a chance to get better and be a different person." He grew quiet for a moment, sensing everyone in the room growing tense and avoiding his eyes. He sighed and stood from his chair. "I'll see you guys later - let me know when you need me." He left the room, leaving everyone staring after him with wide eyes and parted lips.

Despite how important he found his message, Y/n knew not to push it. It wouldn't go anywhere to hit a brick wall over and over again. It would just break his hand.

-

"What's your deal this time?" Scott sighed the words, his shoulders drooping. This time Theo was in the room, and they'd been trying to ignore Y/n expression as it grew darker and darker, but Scott was powerful because he cared - of course he couldn't last forever.

Y/n's eyes were trained on the windows to the side of the room they were on, taking in the view of the outside past them. Trying to focus and ground himself. He needed to answer this calmly no matter how volatile he felt; they needed to be united in the face of those who depended on them. Like Liam and Theo. 

When he did speak, he could feel every single pair of eyes on him. "I will not stand for that talk in my presence. Keep your harsh words to yourself, or I will intervene."

Stiles, who had been the one going off on Theo, rolled his eyes. He was still wrapped up in his ow feelings and thoughts and didn't have the wherewithal to control himself - even under such threat from Y/n. He fell back on what he was best at: not shutting up. "Theo killed his own sister-"

Y/n snapped. He rushed Stiles, hands wrapping in his shirt as he slammed the other boy against the wall. Everyone scrambled, but Scott held up a hand and caught his breath, eyes wide. They all paused. They had trusted Y/n to not go too far this long; they needed to keep doing so. This was important to him, and it needed to happen. Stiles looked startled but unhurt, so they could hold their breath for just a second. Each person was coiled though, ready to launch the second Scott gave the signal.

"Derek tried to start his own pack and fucked up Jackson's entire life. He has been universally unhelpful, an all-around dick, and general trouble since day one and we forgave him. Isaac was part of that pack, and actively antagonized everyone in our pack - especially you and Scott. He got into fights, belittled other people, and fell through plenty of times when we really needed him. He's disappeared completely when we need him the most and we forgave him anyway because we understand him and see his perspective and work around it. Jackson actively tried to kill us for weeks, but we wrote it off because he was being controlled. But he was that vicious far before he was a monster, and actively bullied and belittled all of us. He put Scott in danger several times and tried his best to ostracize us and make us hate ourselves. Even Lydia used her intelligence and power to hurt and tear down other people - but she's the most active part of this community just because her powers forced her to be here and we accepted her the way she was after that, allowing her to be truer to herself as time passed until she became a genuinely kind and caring person.

"There have been plenty of people who have actively hurt us that we've forgiven. Don't even get me started on Peter. But we forgave them anyway, and they were far older than Theo was - and most of them did what they did without any outside influence. Theo was a child, and whatever horrible thing they did to the other chimeras for a month of two, Theo got for seven fucking years. I don't care what you think or what you know, shut your fucking mouth or I will shut it for you. He's been given the chance to change, and he's trying his best to. He has done a lot for us since he's been back - especially for Liam. He's one of the only ones who's treated Liam's struggles seriously while you make fun of the boy for what he deals with - and you know what? Now that I'm thinking about it, who the hell are you to say anything? You want to start digging shit up about the Nogitsune? How about Allison?"

A hand landed on Y/n shoulder as Stiles' face went pale. "That's enough." Scott.

Y/n caught himself, letting Stiles' shirt go and stepping back. You don't have to forgive him, or like him, but if you're going to talk shit it better not be where he can hear you. Or where I can hear you, for that matter. Next time I'll just deck you - I'm tired of your bullshit." And with that, he left the room. He knew there would be some kind of repercussions for that... but he didn't care. If he left the pack then perhaps it was just time for it to happen. 

He was sure that was the end of it for now, but he heard the door open behind him again as he made his way down the hall. Of all the people he had been expecting to see when he turned to defend himself - he had not been expecting Theo himself.

The brunette boy slowed out of his jog once he'd caught up, stopping too close to Y/n. There was something in his eyes. Tears, at his water line, but also so many emotions that twisted and roiled - too many for Y/n to even begin to decipher. Y/n was taken aback by the emotion, and froze in place, unsure what would happen next. Final Theo managed a, "Thank you," but it was so thin that Y/n knew there was so much to that than the simple two words would be communicating normally.

So he took a second to think, so absorb it all and try to understand. His expression melted and softened, opened up and allowed sincerity and vulnerability to come through. He had been watching Theo struggle for ages now and he was more than willing to let it show plainly. "I'm glad you're back, Theo. That you've taken this chance to learn new things and become a new person. I knew back then that you were capable of good, and you haven't disappointed."

Theo's eyebrows came together. "You did?"

Y/n shrugged, growing a bit sheepish. "I doubted it in the end... I mean, everyone has some good in them, but I decided that it was over, you'd lost your chance, and it hit me to my core. But you served plenty of penance in hell, and when you came back... I could tell you were so different. And I hoped again. And it all paid off. You're becoming the person I always knew you could be. I'm proud of you."

Those emotions turned across Theo's face again and he paused for a whole second before something snapped, or broke - something. Theo closed the distance between them, grabbing Y/n's face and pulling him into a kiss. Y/n hummed in surprise but the sound turned almost immediately into a moan when their lips actually met. The kiss was hard and passionate. Their hands pulled at each other, both of them losing whatever control they had in that moment to do their best to drown in each other. 

Y/n hooked his fingers in Theo's belt, pulling him closer, and whatever anxiety Theo had about the moment melted away. His hands moved from Y/n's face to his hair, fingers wrapping around the strands and tugging on them, forcing his head back to tuck Y/n flush against his chest as every inch between them was filled. Y/n moaned again and Theo sighed into the kiss, his expression relaxing and a smile coming to his face. He reacted again, forcing Y/n to scramble to keep up with him as he moved them through the hall until Y/n's back slammed against the wall.

It was aggressive and desperate but didn't actually hurt. Y/n found himself surprisingly comfortable and only enjoying every moment they shared now. There was tenderness to the kiss too. Small things, like the tips of Y/n's fingers running across the top of Theo's waistband and ghosting the skin there; Theo's thumb rubbing the softest circles at the back of Y/n's neck where the smalls of his hair grew thinner than the rest of the thicker hair, allowing his skin to feel the contact and tingle at such affection. There was nothing sexual to it, which also made every single kiss and bite as Theo caught Y/n's bottom lip or skated away from his lips and began to trail across Y/n's jaw and down his neck - it was all accompanied with sighs and kisses if Y/n's hissed in pain. 

How long had Theo wanted this? Because the sheer relief and desperation communicated Y/n's own feelings like a mirror. 

After a few minutes they both relaxed and melted into each other, their touches and holds relaxing until Theo simply leaned into Y/n, their foreheads pressed together. It was quiet for a few beats, and then - "I don't deserve you."

Y/n scoffed. He reached up, gripping Theo's jaw between his fingers. "I'll kick your ass too, Raeken."

That made Theo smile. "Feel free." He left another kiss on Y/n's lips, but this one was lingering and soft. It was more intimate that way, and they were both left a little dazed. "Will you go on a date with me?" He still didn't seem entirely sure, which was almost laughable after the kisses they'd just shared, but Y/n didn't say anything. 

Who was he to give someone shit for questioning the person they liked liking them back when they thought it impossible?

Y/n sighed, nodding. "Yeah. I'd like that."

Theo pressed their foreheads together and they sat there for a long time. Y/n got the feeling that neither of them would feel alone ever again... They had each other now. They'd be just fine.

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Story Tags: @badblondebisexualboy

Male reader Tags: @ravenpuff-oli @sortzz

[kosmicdream]

NASTY RED DOGS Lore

Lore Master List: I thought it might be fun to share some definitions or basic directory to some terms/names said in NRD. Enjoy!

General:

Cycles - 

Cycles are a ritual event which takes place on the outside. When a summoner completes the requirements to start the cycle, a barrier is formed to contain a certain portion of land inside. The moon will appear to split into two and all the dogs inside the barrier will awaken, transforming into a more monstrous form and gain the ability to talk. Dogs will form into packs, often lead by more experienced dogs who have already awakened in a previous cycle, or even demigods. The dogs will hunt humans to either grant them immunity from the purge or kill them directly. Humans cannot escape the barrier and are cut off from the rest of the world. Even if they are not directly killed by dogs, when the cycle ends (unless it is purposefully broken before this) Cerberus will collect all the remaining living humans to take them directly to Hell. 

The Rot -

The rot is characterized by small grey bugs, which can look somewhat like centipedes or ticks. When any creature dies, their bodies are collected in a liminal space called The Rot by a god named the Rot Whale. Inside the body of the whale, all the flesh of every creature is collected and recycled for various purposes. This place exists in the third realm, the Absence, which is the most unstable and least understood of the three realms. 

The Rot can also appear as a type of nausea or sickness, where individuals might experience clouding of their vision with circles that appear. Sometimes they will also throw up rot, usually in the form of the bugs but sometimes even dead flesh. While it is alarming, it is somewhat common and usually not life threatening. The circles themselves are representative of the individual's cycle with their other selves and seeing it means they have disrupted their natural orbit. These symptoms usually fade after a few minutes, but if someone stays in this state then they might also experience more extreme affects, such as corruption or even death. 

Corruption-

Corruption is the experience when the flesh of a person is twisted into bizarre shapes and textures. When a regular moral becomes influenced by their inner demons and changes to be more demonic, that is also considered corruption. However, a more extreme case is when the flesh distorts into something even less unrecognizable, sometimes even growing and stretching the body into disturbing ways. Corruption can be reverted, usually simply by waiting, but if sustained long enough or under some kind of exposure of extreme intensity there may be permanent physical effects. The Goddess Chimera specifically has the power of corruption and simply looking her in the eyes could corrupt someone past the point of no return. However, she also has the ability to revert the effects if she chooses to. 

Doors - 

Magical doors are, well, a passageway between one place to the next. They can be used in a variety of purposes and there are some doors which are more distinct such as the door to hell, which individuals can summon if they have passed the proper requirements in order to open it. The most common magical door are between individuals on the inside, to help them connect them across the vastness of that realm. “Death’s Door” is a door known to only appear during the event which a God or Demigod dies, which drags them and all their powers into the absence. 

Realms:

You are the same person, in different places, at the same time. However, that means you could be very different people depending on what realm you are in. 

The Outside - The outside is the one we are most familiar with, as it is located in the “mortal” realm. The only thing that can disrupt this “normal” world is the cycles, which take place here. Magic, demons, Gods and everything else still can exist here, but are hidden from society.

The Inside - Most individuals will never wake up on the inside, but that doesn’t mean they are not there. The inside is a place where people, places and things are all subject to some kind of influence of individuals that are in it. While it is still mostly stable, the most safe a person can be is in their own home in their own inner haven. A home is a place under an individual's control and essential to survival on the inside. When mortal humans awaken on the inside after being claimed by a dog, their inner demons will usually emerge from where they were bitten. For others, the demons will crawl their way out any way they can. This process is usually quite traumatic for a newly awakened human if they have no idea where they are or what is happening and can result in death.

The Absence - To be here, you are likely dead and your body has been collected by the rot whale. Sometimes, your ghost will remain after death, but that will be located in the outside or inside, wherever you happened to die. It is possible to only die in one realm and not the other, at least at first. The only others that can be in the absence are gods themselves, or the god-aspects of demigods.

Hell - While Hell tries to boast itself as being its own realm, it is actually located in the inside. It is the largest territory of the inside and ruled by Cerberus and his family. After every successful cycle, the territory grows and the population inside does as well. To prepare for population growths, sheriffs usually are sent out to cull the land to make room for new residents. 

Gods The Devil - The Devil is the strongest named God, but his existence is often debated. Said to be the original “creator” of Hell, he is also the origin of all demons and inner demons alike. To become more demonic is to allow more of the devil’s influence. The devil is also the creator of The Gate which surrounds all of Hell and is impossible to pass without permission.

Cerberus - The God of Death and ruler of hell, currently known as the strongest God there is- at least until his mysterious death. He has the ability to command the dead for himself. Currently, his brother is taking care of his duties and role while attempting to restore him. While in the distant past Cerberus was simply a tool of higher Gods, he was able to usurp their power and control then destroy them, making him the only known God to be able to kill other Gods. At the moment he has been reincarnated into a new vessel, while his previous body exists in four other vessels. One for his heart and three for each of his heads. Orthrus is attempting to restore him before he is killed, or before his reincarnation awakens and claims his powers for their own.

Orthrus - The God of Reflection, he is the “sword and shield” for his brother Cerberus and enforces his rule and judgement. He also holds the power of the cycle itself. He was considered the second strongest God but currently he has taken on the powers of his wife, Chimera, who has fallen ill. Because of this and his younger brother’s disappearance, he has grown tremendously in power to make up for the losses. 

Chimera - The Goddess of the Rot. Chimera is the wife to Orthrus and is a lot more free-spirited than her by-the-books husband. However, due to her natural chaos and recklessness, she has fallen ill. This illness has caused her body to be unable to stabilize, resulting in a more fluid state. She is currently kept inside of a bag and will cause corruption to any mortal that manages to catch a glimpse of her body. Her heart has been stolen and exists out there, somewhere, which will restore her strength if returned properly. 

Rot Whale - The oldest known God. While it does not usually speak, it continues its duty at all times, to collect the flesh of the deceased. It is said that it also ate the flesh of the old gods, which were forgotten and erased from history after their deaths. 

Demi Gods

DemiGods are characterized by an individual who is part god, part mortal. The way that they might arrive to this place is usually quite unique, as some are born from gods themselves but others are mortals who have acquired godhood through some other means. For others, it could mean that they have not reached a universal kind of strength and simply are quite powerful. To be a God means that you have some kind of control over the world, over other people, ect that no one else can stop you from doing. 

Sphinx - The daughter of Orthrus and Chimera. While she is not a god herself, she intends to become one after she dies. However, until then, she is preparing for her future and also trying her best to restore her mother to health. Sphinx has a purification power which she inherited from her mother, which makes her able to revert the affects of the rot. While she cannot control the rot itself, she has great immunity from its affects. The sphinx has a collection of loyal followers which are blue inner demons that appear as blue cats, which follow her around. While she is a bit of a daddy’s girl, she also does not obey the rules of the world and seems to have many of her own plans that she acts in secret, away from her father’s watchful eye. 

Gaueko - The Spirit of the Night. Gaueko has the ability to see all those that move in the darkness, especially those who wander alone. He can move with the wind and eat the hearts of mortals for strength and control. Around 100 years ago, the old Gaueko was skinned by a mortal who now wears his pelt and has essentially become him. However, since doing this, he has been demoted to a demi-god as part of him is still mortal. Because of this, he has quite the reputation in Hell and causes a stir wherever he goes. On the outside during cycles, he also leads a small pack of dogs which used to follow another demigod called Simargl.

Simargl - Not much is known about this demigod in the canon story, but they had the ability of both flight and pyromancy. 

Inner Demons

Inner Demons are unique to humans, they are the personifications of vices, weaknesses, traumas and issues of the individual. While there is no set number to how many one can have, it usually is 7 red demons with 1 blue demon. It is not known for anyone to have more than one blue demon. Inner Demons are both essential to a person, as destroying them erases aspects of yourself (including memories) - but highly dangerous if left unattended. If an inner demon ends up out of control, it will usually try to take over the host or completely destroy them, even if it ends up killing the other inner demons in the process. 

Red Inner Demons - These are the most common. For the outside and inside versions of a person, the red inner demons will actually be different depending on the realm they are in. They usually are quite competitive and attempt to form a sort of hierarchy even amongst themselves, trying to be the most powerful of the litter. 

Blue Inner Demons - While they are considered the “weakest” of the demons, they have a very unique ability which means they can travel from the inside to the outside at their own free will. They are also the only one an individual can have, and there is not an “outside” or “inside” version of blue demons (unlike the red ones.) Blue demons have a greater understanding of a person than any other aspects of them, which is somewhat isolating of an experience. This makes them usually have orange eyes, which is characterized by being incredibly prideful. Demon Honey - A tasty sedative used to calm inner demons by drugging them. Too much use of demon honey will actually cause demons to be harder to control and reason with, so its meant to be used with caution.

[setevulpo]

chimera pack: the future they deserved

there's an understanding among all of them that, when the doctors come again, they'll be dead. the practical solution to that is obviously to pile onto the nearest car—which just so happened to be theo's—and run for their lives.

chimera pack | theo raeken | josh diaz | tracy stewart | corey bryant | hayden romero | fanfic

[seriesxwriting]

I was never going to give up

Pairing: Theo Reaken X female reader Seires: teen wolf Summary: Theo wants to juggle joining the group and dating you too. Fighting is always more dangerous when feelings are involved. Warnings: fighting, kissing, swearing, injury.

Theo had only been around a few weeks, he just wanted to be in the pack. Of course stiles hated him but he was growing on the rest of us. Especially me. I hadn’t shown any interest in him…to his face but he’d shown some in me. I guess Theo was just more… confident then I was.

“Y/n we on for tonight?” Lydia asked, sneaking up behind me at my locker. “Of course” I pulled at the lock but it wouldn’t come out. “Good so I’ll pick you up at five?” She watched me tug it with no success, trying not to laugh. Quickly with out warning two arms wrapped around me pulling at the lock and unlocking it for me. Sighing I turned around knowing exactly who it was, his arms still on the lockers while he smiled down at me. Stunning me with his beautiful green eyes.

“Good morning Theo” “good morning princess, I just came over to remind you and let Lydia know that your not free tonight because of that date we have planned” his smile turned in to a wide cheeky grin. “Um no” I folded my arms raising my eyebrow, ignoring his flirting. “Yeah, I remember that plan Theo, your date tomorrow with y/n” Lydia nodded agreeing with him out of no where. “What?” I hissed. “You remember y/n your date with Theo, have fun” she smiled reaching out to pat my shoulder.

“Huh?” Theo questioned becoming confused that lydia was playing along. “don’t do anything I wouldn’t” she winked before speedily walking away laughing to herself. “She doesn’t know what she’s- talking about too many dead bodies it Uh- messes with the mind” I joked turning back to Theo but he was already staring at me. “Let me take you out on a date, tonight” he pleaded with a soft smile. “She was- joking you don’t have to...” “I’m not. I want to, come on how long have I been trying to get a shred of your attention hun”

“I- thought you were just joking around- boy banta” I smirked feeling less awkward now. “I don’t take rejection well im not used to it, so what will it be” Theo twisted his head leaning in closet smiling still. “pick me up at seven” I winked ducking out of his arms and turning around smirking at him until out of sight. Theo watched until id gone completely mesmerised, he’d finally done it.

Later on during the school day-

Liam wondered up to me after waving across the hall. “you look happy” he raised an eyebrow suspiciously. “what? I look the same liam” I awkwardly laughed probably going a bit red. “it’s a good look y/n, we need some good spirits because well- another chimaera has surfaced” “that’s just great” I sighed deeply hitting my eyes on the floor. “We’re all going out tonight we think she’s got a target” “I- can’t come” “what do you mean- this is important?”

“I have a date” “can’t you reschedule- wait what! You haven’t dated in ages what do you mean you have a date- who’s the lucky guy” liam smirked making it extremely extravagant. “theo” you said, even saying his name made you smile and your heart flutter, your stomach grow butterflies. Liam took a second to take it in but nodded eventually clearly happy for me. “Tell him to watch himself because if he breaks your heart I’ll break his face and l can do that” Liam told me making me giggle behind my hand “you're happy, really happy- and that’s all that matters” “aww you're such a softy” I pulled him in for a side hug as a joke making him chuckle.

“Princess we have to talk” theo came up to us nodding at Liam but keeping the attention on me 98% of the time. “Is that a hint you wanna get me in private” I raised an eyebrow, Theo laughed putting his hand out not really answering. “I’ll catch up with you later Liam” I waved goobye before taking his hand. Theo led me outside not saying anything the whole way. “You alright?” “Yeah yeah.. have you heard about the new chimera that has surfaced?” “Mmh liam just told me- it’s getting scary” “you don’t need to be scared hun, I’ve got you- but look- it’s about tonight…” “let me guess… you have to cancel because we have to go hunt this chimaera and you don’t wanna say no to Scott because you feel like you need to prove your self?”

Theo rolled his eyes grinning knowing I got it exactly right. “Mostly right… but your coming with me to hunt this chimaera- hunting date” “You can be so cute sometimes” i smiled going silently red again. “No ones ever done anything like that for me” “the packs important to me y/n i need to prove my worth here and i know you know that, but you're important to me too, I’ve been waiting ages for you to say yes to me and i'm not going to let this screw it up” Theo told me seriously placing his hands on my waist looking into my eyes.

“You don’t have to explain yourself to me, you're right, i know how important it is to you to earn your place- a hunting date sounds perfect Theo I’m looking forward to it” “you know your just- ugh- i cant even put it into words your fucking amazing” he smiled rubbing my hip with his thumb. “If you hadn’t been so confident none of this would have happened- and I’ve wanted this to happen for a while” i told him in a lower tone. “Well i know what i want, and when i want something ill go for it” theo told me chuckling under his breath.

The bell rang out signalling the end of lunch and the next lesson. “Ill see you later then” i pulled away from the boy leaving me cold and wiggled my fingers at him as i took my leave. “Oh yes” Theo whispered to himself smiling about his success.

Nothing else happened in school that day. I didn't bump into Theo again, I just got on with my day. But I didn't stop thinking about him. When I go home I thought about my outfit all evening, it had to be something I could hunt in but not something too boring. It had to make me look hot, but also not be too over the top.

I decided on a pair of leather trousers that were pretty skin tight and a black top that was maybe a little booby. But that was okay because I had a jacket on over the top. Theo pressed my door bell exactly at seven and I raced down the stairs before my dad could get to the door.

But it was too late for that. "So this is the guy you've been non stop talking about huh" my dad tuned to me. I dreaded looking at Theo, worried he was going to think my dad was being wired or Theo would feel too awkward. But when I looked up at him he looked really amused. "Dad" I widened my eyes, feeling relived at these emotions.

"What I can't meet the guy who's taking my only daughter out?" "Of course you can Mr Y/L/N, because one day i'm going to come to you and ask for your permission to marry your daughter" Theo smiled as I walked closer to them both. Smooth Theo, smooth. "Hm, at least you've picked a charmer darling" he grinned at me putting his arm on my shoulder.

"leave them alone honey, let the girl leave" I heard my mum shout from the front room. "Okay okay, I'll see you kids later, look after my daughter Theo" he stuck his finger out and gave the boy a smile before pulling my head in to kiss the top of it. "With my life sir" he nodded shaking my dad's hand.

"stay safe, have fun" he rubbed my shoulder as he walked past us, back into the living room. I shook my head walking out the door, trying to contain my laughter, which I was just using to hide my embarrassment. "You handled my dad quite well actually" I looked up at him.

"You're lucky you have parents who care about you, you know" he raised an eyebrow. "I know... they're great they can just be a lot sometimes- well my dad can" I explained as we walked towards his car. "well he seemed great, but now that he's gone I can tell you how hot you look" Theo wiggled his eyebrows as he opened my car door for me. My stomach filled with butterflies as I ;looked into his eyes.

They were so mesmerising. "Thank you" "But ou always do, so im not surprised" and with that he shut me in the car. I felt so warm inside. I watched as he walked round to the drivers side. there was something just so masculine about him driving me about. Especially because I Couldn't drive yet. "Where exactly has Scott asked us to go?" I questioned as Theo got into the car.

"Someone didn't read the group chat" he giggled tuning his car on and leaving my driveway "I was busy getting ready" I shrugged with no regrets, making Theo laugh out loud. "It shows, we're going to the woods, Scott thinks the chimera will follow the target through the wooded area" Theo struggled, not questioning Scott at all.

"Bet this is the most abnormal date you've ever been on" "its the best company though" I struggled being honest. Theo looked to me slightly concerned. "My ex boyfriend was a dick" I explained in further detail. "That's why I haven't dated in so long, he really put me off the idea, it also makes me excited to do dates like this, because it's a new experience".

"Im sorry to hear that, you don't deserve that- what was uh his name" Theo asked pretending to blend it into the sentence. I laughed shaking my head. "He moved back to France a couple months back" "and what you don't think I can get a plane to France?" Theo smiled at me as his car stopped, making me giggle again. "I won't hurt you like that though Y/n, I promise I won't hurt you". he told me looking at me now.

I didn't really know what to say thou, I just gave him a small smiled and nodded. He wouldn't hurt me because my friend would rip his head off. He wouldn't hurt me because he would jeopardise his place in the group. He wouldn't hurt me because I wouldn't give him the chance. We got out the car and began walking into the first talking about god knows what.

I was secretly hoping we wasn't going to find this chimera because I didn't want the conversation to stop. But unfortunately, I saw something I had to bring up. "I- don't mean to cut you off but look" I posted at a trail of mercury on the floor. Theo bent down to have a closer look at it. "Yep that's defiantly from a chimera, we must be in the right place".

"Good eye" he smiled at me before getting out his phone to text on the group chat. I knew exactly what he would be writing but I used it as an excuse to get close to him. I peered over the screen brushing his arm as I did. Theo stopped typing for a second and then began again. If you weren't paying really good attention you wouldn't have seen It.

Scott replied saying good work and that we should keep on their tale. Theo's eyes moved to mine, I looked up at him now waiting for something to happen. Him to say something or do something. "Are you trying to distract me on purpose gorgeous?". "Id never do that, we're on a hunt" I raised my eyebrow smirking up at him.

Theo switched his phone off and stuffed it into his pocket while one of his hands found my waist. He pulled me gently towards him never breaking eye contact. I thought it was about to happen, for the first time id kiss Theo, the guy id liked for months.

But in that moment of time a huge creature jumped out of a tree at us. It was the chimera. Theo swung me round and pushed me out the way, I landed a few meters away, hard, onto the grass. My trousers had a huge green grass stain all down them. I tutted and looked up at Theo, he was fighting this male chimera now.

it had huge talons which swiped towards Theo getting him on the arm as he tried to dodge them. "Fuck" I jumped up racing towards this new creature. I didn't recognise who it was, which probably helped in a fight against them. I ran past Theo and wrapped my arm around the neck of this thing, throwing him onto the ground.

As he turned I noticed he had another feature. His tail came out and grabbed my legs pulling me onto the floor with him. My claws came out and I sliced through his tail, he squealed out in pain and I felt the grip on my legs loosen. Theo was already lifting me up and pulling me behind him.

As this creature stood back up, I watched in horror as its tail grew back to full size. The old part on the floor lied there oozing out blood, no longer needed. The chimera snarled at us before running again towards us. It was fast, faster than a human. Faster than a wolf. Theo extended his own claws and stoped him in the middle. They both pushed at each other.

The strain of their faces made the pain obvious. I tried taking out its legs but its tail whipped my own making me hit the ground. It threw it round the other side whipping Theo’s thigh and hitting him into the ground beside me. “This thing is strong” I hissed getting back up again. “We can’t make a dent like this” he told me looking slightly worried. “Then we need to change our tactic” I began, as I headed toward the thing instead of the other way around.

This was definitely new to him as his eyes contained a lot more fear in them. defence was not his strong point. I slashed my claws at him and he blocked two of them before I was able to get his chest. Theo came round the back and grabbed him round his throat. The chimeras claws came up but I grabbed his hands before he could dig into theo. I held them down as Theo strangled him until he was passed out.

He dropped the body and let it fall to the ground, we both stared at it for a few moments before Theo turned to me. “Are you okay- are you hurt?” He questioned running his hand down my arm. “No- I’m okay” I panted, shaking my head and putting my other hand on his hand bringing him closer to me. Still looking at the body. Theo pushed my head towards him.

“That was great- you’re amazing” he smiled at me, my brows knitted together. “I- just did what anyone in the pack would have done” I replied shaking off the compliment. “No y/n, you did amazing” he shook his head sternly. “T-thank you Theo… no one’s said anything like that to me before” I stuttered giving him a big smiled. “You weren’t too bad yourself” I tiled my head. Theo laughed closing his eyes.

We were both distracted. We didn’t see the chimera wake up so quickly. I didn’t see it until it stabbed its claws into Theo’s side. I saw the pain in his eyes as blood dripped out of his mouth. I froze, my eyes wide open, dread seeping through my blood .The chimera whacked him away with its tail before turning to me. I made my eyes glow with anger and the creature took one look backing off.

It ran into the trees and I didn’t follow it. I should have, but not while Theo was there on the floor. I ran over to help him. Tears filling my eyes. “Theo” I called out sadly pulling him into my arms. His eyes were closed. My heart froze. “Please- please open your eyes please” I cried holding his head against my forehead. “I’m sorry I left this date so long, I should have said yes when you first asked- I wanted to- I just got so scared” I told him, having no clue if he could hear me or not.

Amongst all the tears I put my lips against his, making his face as wet as mine was. It was only then I got a sign that Theo was alive. His hand came up holding my head against his, while kissing me back. My heart pounded against my chest knowing he was alive, knowing he’d be okay. “Theo” i whispered pulling back but keeping my head against his. “Thank god I woke up for that- I wasn’t going to miss our first kiss” he whispered making me giggle.

“First of many huh” I told him brushing his cheek with my thumb. “I knew I was right to keep trying, I was never going to give up” he whispered holding my face now too. “I’m glad you didn’t” I smiled through my tears.

“Stop crying beautiful, I’m healing I’ll be okay” he smiled weakly. He was right, he’d be okay. And now he was mine.

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Light Up the Sky

Josh coughs up dirt, his nose and mouth filled with the scent of a metallic substance, pulling him out of the darkness and freeing him from his shallow grave.

There’s other chimeras‘ around him and he forces himself to stand, still feeling the pain of the wound on his chest, wondering if he’s dead or dreaming.

“What’s going on, who are you?” Hayden asks, bringing to light the confusion they’re all feeling and Josh sees the smile on the other chimera’s face.

The one the dread doctors were so proud and eager to work on. Josh remembers his name as Theo but he never bothered to worry about anyone else.

“I’m your Alpha and you all belong to me.” Theo smiles, walking away and the rest of them follow along, because there’s nothing else to do.

—————-

Josh is going out of his mind. He can’t get a fix like he used to. Whatever those doctors did to him made him immune from any kind of disease, or any response to brain altering substances.

What a damn shame. He’s so bored and the rest of the chimeras’ don’t care or seem to question this ”alpha” thing.

Theo comes up behind him, the same arrogant and hard headed smile on, that he loves to flaunt.

“You shouldn’t have brought me back! I can’t feel anything anymore.” Josh seethingly says, the electricity running through his veins and he wants to use it, needs to use it, and take this guy down a peg.

He just isn’t sure how.

“What? Can’t get your fix?” Theo laughs, a cruel and unusual way to show his power and the way he feels about Josh’s struggles.

Josh growls, feeding off the power of the electric current thrumming through him, but failing to grasp his own power and use it effectively.

“I got an idea.” Theo says, grabbing a hold of two jumper cables and handing them to him.

He doesn’t like this guy or trust his attempts at giving them a thread of his friendship, the cynical attitude of Josh and his horrible upbringing making it too difficult to keep a positive outlook on anything.

What reason would this chimera have to be honest with them? He’s too into his appearance and his personal vendetta against this McCall person.

“Ready?” Theo turns on the engine to his truck, waiting for Josh to experience the awe and excitement of realizing what he’s capable of.

It’s a rush, a thrilling feeling of unbridled confidence, and it’s a whole lot better than anything else he’s done or experienced.

Josh laughs, the electric coursing through his body, and the pull of it in his fingers, of what he can do, is just the taste he needed to bring him back to life.

He’s soaring and ready for any chaos or disaster Theo wants to bring.

——————

This was a stupid plan and now Corey is burnt to a crisp from that hellhound, but does Theo care? Probably not, and as much as Josh wants to leave him in the dust, he has a sense of responsibility and connection to the other chimeras’ like him.

He won’t leave Corey behind. Not even when Theo’s nowhere to be found and probably off somewhere with that Stilinski guy, trying to get his plan together.

“Help him!” Josh looks pleadingly at Kira, hoping that being a part of the McCall pack has given her some sense of decency and empathy for another person.

Even if the person was going against their views.

“You first.” Malia says, eyeing them with nervous glances, and he’s left between a rock and a hard place. What other choice does he have?

Josh holds onto the cables and uses all of his strength and power he can, to give them what they want, to keep them from leaving Corey behind to die. A chimera who’s the best of them. Not because he’s the most powerful or the most important, but because he’s the only one who’s still held onto his humanity in some way.

Sure, Hayden has too, but Corey wants to help everyone and that’s a rarity these days. He won’t let him be taken down like this. For the likes of Theo’s or Scott’s purposes.

Once Josh has done what it is they wanted, Kira helps Corey too, and he’s given a second chance at life.

It eases Josh’s anxiety and burden. He has succeeded in keeping Corey alive and that’s more than he’s done in his life before all this weird stuff happened.

Corey smiles at him, and he doesn’t know what to think but he smiles back, feeling almost relieved. It’s not a feeling he’s felt often. Maybe when he was a kid or when he died, but then he was brought back for some ulterior motives of a coyote.

Josh’s life story is quite the odd one.

———————-

“What’s that?” Tracy asks, fearful of Theo’s crazed mind and the helmet he’s holding, a little too tight and too far away from his own body to give Josh any real reason to trust his motives.

“It’s how we’re going to find the beast.” Theo explains, looking at it with such sheer confidence and determination.

“So you’re putting that thing on?” Tracy asks, nervous and exchanging a glance with Josh.

“I’m not. You are.” Theo smiles, holding it out towards Josh, not giving any thought to his feelings or reservations about putting on a helmet they know nothing about. They barely know how to use it or what it’s for.

“I’m not putting that on.” He says, cowering at Theo’s hard stare and he wasn’t expecting to be so worried about this chimera.

The thing is, he’s seen Theo’s willingness to do whatever he can to achieve his own agenda. Josh doesn’t really know what he’s willing to do to him if he refuses.

After some hard and frustrating points from Theo about killing Josh if he doesn’t do what he’s told, he places it on his head.

He’s never been so afraid of anything in his life. The unknown, the fear of what could happen, simmers in his heart and overtakes his mind.

Of course, when Theo does what he knew he would, killing him in cold blood and leaving him to rot, it’s poetic and tragic.

Josh’s life story.

Only…..

—————

A cold and scattered feeling hits him, piercing his throat and he coughs up the same metallic taste as before, only this time it’s less daunting. Less painful.

Josh is in the dark and he doesn’t know where he is, but there’s a loud, sputtering heartbeat next to him. Riddled with fear and anxiety.

He has to shake his head a few times to clear his vision and when he does, he sees a frightened person in front of him, eyes wide with a frozen feeling of terror.

“Who are you?” Josh finds himself asking, and it’s the same question Hayden once asked. It’s nearly impossible to feel calm. Is this a new kind of life he’s living? To be brought back time and time again for someone else’s benefit?

He grows worried, and ready to react, but Josh soon realizes the person is more afraid of him than he is of them.

“I’m Nolan.”

Huh. Well, maybe life has a way of making sense and Josh is more than happy to find out.

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Monstober, Day 1: Chimera

A child goes to pray. Prompt by @yandere-sins

It started with Great-Great-Great-Grandfather.

To be fair, everything that went wrong in the family was blamed on him. He had been dead for more than a hundred years, so he couldn't defend himself, much less tick off an ambassador so badly that one of the main magic using kingdoms declared war.

Hera blamed Father for that.

Father also refused to try and find any magic. "It's from a savage era," he said. "We have machinery!"

As if on cue, one of the cannons exploded. It hadn't even been lit.

Hera suspected his answer was because he didn't know how to bring magic back. All magic had fled the kingdom when the Chimera was angered, which was the main reason why Great-Great-Great-Grandfather Bellerphone was blamed for everything. He had slain the Chimera's cubs and, out of revenge, the Chimera had taken it's blessings and the kingdom had fallen to ruin.

Hera hoped that the return of the Chimera would be able to help them.

She pulled herself onto the last rock and laid there for a second, panting for air, before getting to her feet. The last wizard temple stood before her. According to rumor, the Chimera occasionally visited, reminiscing on the past.

Hera prayed that this was true before walking in .

The temple was surprisingly bare for being a temple run by wizards. She could see faint patterns in the floor and wall, but she and scavengers had taken their toll.

Hera walked until she entered the main courtyard.

Here, she sat, pulling out her supplies. As much beef and lamb as she could stuff in her pack. Oil and paint. Candles-

Now, where were the matches?

Hera turned away from her set up to dig inside her bag. She knew she had stuffed matches in her bag, now where-

A puff of air, rank with rotting meat, blew over her head.

She froze.

"It's been a while," the Chimera said, it's presence making her ears ring. "Long since your family prayed for me."

Two paws, rich with golden fur, settled on either side of her.

"I have to wonder, what do you want?"

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Saline Thief, 2

She never should have come back, intellectually she knew it was an insane decision. There was so much explaining to do. So much risk.

It's only a tiny fill. Nothing to me. And if I've gone too far... then... I better get checked. Oh god I hope they fill me-

That was about where the chain of logic ended. No chance the clinic knew she'd stolen from them. She'd been careful.

So Amy found her loosest sweater, steeled her nerves, and got in the car. Off to sell her greatest display of acting to date. ---

She'd felt less conspicuous in a waiting room. Her tits were just so huge since her last midnight escapade. In the rush of her intrusion, she didn't have an exact count anymore. But her tits were huge. Gigantic.

I must be nearing 40,000cc by now. God, I'm a freak. Am I the biggest in the world? No wonder I can barely walk.

And that would take some explaining.

Their huge spherical form pulled her down, even while seated she couldn't find comfort. She'd inflated her tits far beyond any sense of aesthetics or beauty. They couldn't be dressed down or hidden, let alone ignored. As Amy sat in the busy waiting room, wedged on a tiny chair between two beautiful women, she could feel all eyes on her. Even in this room, where everyone inside was here for cosmetic surgery, she was a chimera. To be such a spectacle would take some getting used to. Let them gawk. No going back now. --

"Amy, 11am. Have we got an Amy?" came the voice, startling her. Amy looked up, making eye contact with the nurse. Her instinctual attempts at discretion didn't seem to get far.

Pleaaase just let me out of this packed room first...

"Hi I'm-" she began.

"You're Amy? Here for Breast Augmentation, XL Expander Implant scheduled size increase?" said Nurse Laura, the waiting room dropping to a dead silence as she did so.

"Yes-" Amy croaked, her face turning red

"Are you sure dear? BIGGER?! Well if you say so. Come with me" Nurse Laura said, motioning to Amy's hugely swollen orbs as she spoke.

Still flushing, Amy swung her legs and moved her incredible weight forwards.

That was unprofessional... She knows. They know!. Shit

She wasn't going to panic, not just yet. But the minor task of standing up from this chair seemed too much for her. Amy tried swinging herself forwards, but her tired body just didn't want to do it.

"Come dear, you do still want them bigger right?" said Nurse Laura, extending a hand to the mortified woman still stuck in her chair like a turtle on its back.

The waiting room remained in silence for some time.

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I LOVE READING ALL OF YOUR TEEN WOLF THOUGHTS!!!!

But I do have some questions. You had an interesting post about Omegas and how the Feral thing was Argent Propaganda/made up by fans, but it got me thinking about Ethan and Aiden. Before the alpha pack took them in, didn't they talk about how their previous pack had them at the bottom of the hierarchy, that they were the Omegas of the pack? How does TW define Omega?

Also, what was with their mutant alpha form? Were they like, special or have special powers? If you squint hard enough, could you say that's why Peter (maybe the hales?) had a psychic link with Scott?

thank you anon. i'm glad you enjoy my posts!

the hale triskele tells us what an omega is. it's a status of werewolf just like alpha and beta are.

werewolves derive their power from their packs so an omega being less powerful than a beta is often because they are without a pack hence the lone wolf.

the idea that omegas are feral is total propaganda to me. the omega we did see in omega was a normal guy seeking out an alpha but he was vulnerable due to being alone. the argents use the idea of omegas being feral to justify hunting and killing them.

when peter resurrected himself it came at a great cost of power. he says as much to derek in battlefield.

i'm not healing as fast. coming back from the dead isn't easy, you know. i'm not as strong as i used to be. i need a pack. i need an alpha. an alpha like you. i need you as much as you need me.

i tend to take what ethan and aiden say about omegas with a grain of salt because i think their lived in experience is unfortunately shaped by the abuse they endured rather than the norm of most werewolf packs. they were the scapegoats and "bitches" of their pack because their alpha was an abusive piece of work. duecalion didn't have to do much manipulation with them because all the had to do was show the twins basic compassion and offer them a way out.

as for their alpha form -- my best guess is that since your shift reflects what you are inside and being twins was a core part of their identity they were able to merge almost like vanishing twin twin syndrome in the womb only they became one giant person. we know the writers use the concept in season 5 for mason being a genetic chimera because he absorbed his twin in the womb. so maybe their ability to merge stems from that but don't quote me on it.

peter and scott's psychic connection has long fascinated me. it's rather unique to the teen wolf mythos. if i were to offer my best guess on this one i would say peter was able to develop a more refined and powerful aspect of the pack connection. derek exhibits a less powerful form of this when he senses scott dying in raving.

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hey can i get uhhh 25 for claus please 🎤 🎤🎤 🎤

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25. What was your first impression of this character? How about now?

When I first played Mother 3 I cried about him. I've done like 5 playthroughs since, and cried about him every time. My actual very first impression of Claus was some fanart of him dying in Lucas' arms, which I encountered in someone's signature banner on an old Pokemon forum in like 2008 - as you & I know, that's just the kinda shit we all did back then! Some of his last words were quoted on it, basically spoiled the entire game in one fell swoop. I was so mystified & captivated by this image that it lived rent free in my head for a few years until I finally played the game myself. Being spoiled had no bearing on the immersion or emotional impact. I still got my brains irreconcilably scrambled, and have been suffering from Long COVID-Clausteen ever since.

For a while I was blackpilled like "ok there's not actually much in the game itself to go off of, Claus is more a piece of symbolism & extension of Lucas' internal turmoil than a whole character in his own right, also he has to stay dead, otherwise it's disrespecting the story," and I was so fucking wrong on all counts. The shit going on between the lines with this kid is like The Bible 2. Ancient Greek philosophers could not begin to unpack the layers of grief and trauma and hope and love and allegory that Mr Itoi packed into this fucked up little redneck child. He is endlessly fun & fascinating to pick apart and analyze and deconstruct and reconstruct, almost like a cybernetic chimera or something, or maybe a model dinosaur, idk. If you make him twenty he becomes the funniest sweetest saddest guy of all time. If you make him thirty I need to go take a walk about it. Why is his hair orange. I didn't ask for blxrpy (nonbinary form of blorpy) but now I'm stuck with him forever. His full name is Doctor Claus Jackson "Billy Dinner" Westwood Motherthree and I should probably take him out back and shoot him already before the situation grows any more dire (read: I will never do this).

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Whumptober Day 23: “It’s gonna get me by the end of the night.” | Shadows | Stalking | “Who’s there?” ||| ALTs: Decoy | After failure

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Summary: A new pack comes to Beacon Hills when they hear Scott's out of town, and seem to think there's no way for them to win against a full pack of werewolves without an alpha. Especially when they convince a certain chimera to join their side, or so they think. Unfortunately for them, Theo always has a plan.

“You should’ve remembered the feeling of drowning before double crossing me.”  His knee drives into the chimera’s back, weight pushing into the claw marks.  He mewls.  “Pathetic,” Winters laughs.  “All you had to do was identify werewolves for us and leave.  Was that so hard?”   He drives his knee deeper, hand coming to the back of his neck to force his forehead into the ground.  Theo wriggles underneath the weight, every inch of his skin torn and burning from the alpha’s claw marks.  His own claws drag across the ground, shaking as they tear uselessly at the wood.  Pain wraps his entire body, his focus on holding onto his heartbeat and chemosignals, shoving what Winters wants at him, flooding the alpha’s senses. It works, given the low chuckle from the wolf on top of him.  “I thought you’re supposed to be some terrifying chimera of death, but even you can’t fight an alpha.” “If I wanted you dead, I wouldn’t have walked through the front door,” he groans against the wood, clenching his fists, claws digging into his palm.  “I expected you to be better than this.” Claws drive further into him, the knee on his back forcing the breath from his chest as his wounds drag across the floor.  “I’m going to kill you, and no one will miss you.  You’re a false werewolf without a pack.”   “And you’re a sad excuse for an alpha,” he bites back.  “Because you saw none of this coming.  Because I do have a pack, and you don’t.  Not anymore.”

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Because i love you you piece of shit.

Summary: Yn goes to give Theo a pice of her mind after he hands Malia over to the desert wolf.

No warnings. This is a little petty but I hope you guys like

Yn stormed through the tunnels till she had reached Theo's pack hang out place.

She threw the doors opened and walked in past a very surprised Tracy, Hayden and Josh, and a very much amused Deucalion who was laying in a corner inmobile with a tube stuck in him.

But Yn didn't seem to notice them, and walked toward a very much surprised Theo, who stood infront of a table in which a jar with basilics talons laid on. Yn scoffed and took Theo by the arm, pulling him toward another room.

She let go of Theo and pulled the door closed. Theo could see Yn was raging mad and couldn't help being scared by her.

"You are such a fucking idiot Theo" Yn started and Theo realized that she knew of what he had done to Malia" You know how much Malia means to me and you trade her up to her psychotic mother for some bloodie talons"

"Why would I care how much Malia means to you sweetheart?"Theo answered, giving her a cocky grin. Truth was he cared but he wasent about to let it show.

"Oh, wipe that grin out of your handsome face. I though you were done with hurting people, you have your fucking pack of dead chimeras, you should be plenty of happy"Yn growled back

"Look at my eyes Yn"Theo made his eyes glow a golden color" does this look like red to you?"he asked her.

"Really?! That's what you wanted the talons for? So you can take the beast power away?" Yn scoffed at him "what you are going to do is get yourself killed"

"And why would that be if you care to enlighten me" he asked the girl. He knew that trying to take the beast's power could easily get him killed but he was too confident for that.

"Theo common let's face the truth, you are not even a real werewolf or a real were coyote, you can't simply go trying to steal an acient werewolf's power with some petty experimental talons" Yn gave him a look of desbilief and scoffed again at him.

"You doubt the plan yn. I'm going to take the beast's power, kill it, then I'm living with my pack" Theo pursed his lips as the girl rolled her eyes at him.

"Ok let's say the plan does work" Yn started again" let's say your plan goes perfectly. What makes you think your 'pack'"here she put air quotes" is going to want to stay with you? You rule them by fear and when they find their opportunity their going to bail on you. Or turn against you which is more likely. The power is going to consume you. It's going to get you killed, and you are going to end up more alone than Peter Hale. Because you won't have anyone to care for you one bit" as Yn finished her rant her voice grew less angry and she looked at Theo in such a way he just wanted to take her in his arms and kiss her.

But instead he swallowed that feeling and looked her in the eye"and what would you care if I did end up alone, if I did get killed?" He was expecting a 'hell no I hate you' so he was not ready to what Yn said next.

"BECAUSE I LOVE YOU YOU LITTLE PIECE OF SHIT!!!" She exclaimed at him" and I never expect you to feel the same. God I would never dream of it. But that doesn't mean I don't care for you and that I care about what happens to you" her voice was berely a whisper but that didn't stop the chimera to hear what she had said.

Theo just stood there dumbfounded at what Yn had just said.

Yn looked at him expecting some sarcastic remark from him but nothing came. So she pursed her lips on a thin line and gave a short nod.

" And you are not going to say anything. Fantastic." She gave a short sight and pursed her lips on a tight line again.

She turned and opened the door and walked out, all the supernatural on the other side stared at her as she made her way out.

"Nice to see you alive and well Deucalion" she said to the blind alpha.

" Alive but not precisly well"he answered the teenager.

Yn just nodded at him and started to walk toward the door, but Josh intercepted her way.

" Josh I recommend you not to say anything and move out of the way, or you and I are going to count how many bones does a human body have"Yn threatened, and the dark haired boy just gulped and moved out of the way.

It was once that Yn was out that Theo actually understood what she had said.

She had told him that she loved him. And just those words aroused in Theo the feelings he had for the girl. He also loved her. But he denied it to himself again and again. He didn't want to feel the way she made him feel. Weak. But how couldn't he love her when she was an angel to him.

Yn was in the middle of her way out of the damned tunnels when she stopped and screamed in frustration.

She never meant for Theo to know. She felt so childish by her speech that she couldn't help the few tears that fell from her eyes.

When she had finally made her way out she got a call from Scott.

"Yeah, what do you want?" She answered making her way to the street.

"Can you get to the vet please, and were the hell are you?" Scott asked her unfazed by her mean hello.

"I'm making my way over there. See you in a minute" and before he could reply she ended the call and started jogging toward the vet.

Once she got there she ran in. And stoped inside trying to catch her breath."What's up?" She asked the older boy that had heard her come in and was waiting for her near the vet counter between pants.

"Theres someone, actually two someone's who want to see you" answered Scott with a small smile.

Yn made her way around him and grinned a wide grin when she saw Deaton.

"Deaton!" She exclaimed and ran to hug him.

"It's good to see you little one" said the vet as he hugged her.

"Now where is the next someone?" Asked Yn pulling away.

"Right here Yn" And Yn laughed as she ran to hug Braden.

"Where have you been? I missed you so much!"

"Business" answered Braden smiling.

After some catching up Scott said that they'd meet stiles and the rest of the pack at his house.

Yn was about to get on Liam's car when Malia took hold of her arm"You're walking with me" she told her."What?"

"You smell weird and your chemo signals are all over the place common"

And Yn couldn't help but comply.

"You know we could have talked later right?" Yn started once they were walking toward the McCall house.

"I don't think you would have told me" answered Malia looking down at the younger girl.

Yn shrugged and kept on walking on silence."Were were you?"asked Malia and yn saw that she wouldn't have rest till she had spilled.

"I was at the tunnels"

"Doing what"

"I went to Theo's pack hangout place"

"And what were you doing there?"kept on asking Malia, although she knew the answer.

"I went to hit him because he hurt you"Yn said quietly.

"Thanks" said Malia giving her a small smile"did you hit him?"

Yn sighted "no I didn't get to hit him-"

Something made Malia know that she had the chance but she didn't."-And I hate him for it" finished Yn gruffly.

"You love him" Malia told her.

Yn pursed her lips and shaked her head slightly.

"I hate that I love him. I don't want to, but I just can't seem to put anyone else above him"

Malia raised her ayebrows and hooked her arm with Yn's."That's very deep you know"Yn chuckled and smiled up to her best friend .

"yeah i sometimes come up with pretty impressive shit"

They walked for a while in silence

"i just know he'll never feel the same way about me"whispered Yn to Malia.

"have you seen the way he looks at you?"Malia looked at Yn as if it was the most obvious thing in the world "he looks at you as if the sun wouldn't rise without you. His heartbeat picks up everytime he sees you"

Yn looked up at her friend as if through had just dawned at her.

"he is obviously in love with you. And if he's not then he's loss." Yn laughed at Malia, and Malia was happy to finally see her laugh.

"thanks for always backing me up Malia, even if he hurt you"yn smiled gratefully up at her.

"You are my best friend. I will always back you up"

"Yeah, i sometimes come up with pretty impressive shit"I though this imagine off the I hate you i love you song wich I can't stop listening to.

[eneiryu]

hey!! do you ever think about Theo having some kind of chronic pain condition from the doctors' experiments? i know you've given him some lasting effects in other fics, but i was wondering if you think being a chimera wouldn't come with some kind of expiration date attached? like if theo is only alive because the doctors kept him on a plethora of drugs to stop his body destroying itself like an autoimmune disease, but now that they're dead all he has is a ticking clock on how long he can last without their treatments. something like that really fascinates me because it adds another layer to his time with the doctors - he really couldn't have left even if he'd been given the opportunity, because he knew his chimeric abilities wouldn't last long outside of that environment. the idea of theo being both trapped and liberated by his powers - on one hand, he's stronger than he's ever been and immensely capable of protecting himself, but on the other, he's locked in an active battle against his own body due to the modifications the doctors made - is really fascinating to me

i also think it's such an interesting angle to take if the pack finds out - it almost makes me think that theo would be even more sort of passively suicidal after canon ends, because he knows he's not going to make it, and that means he's even more willingly to sacrifice himself at any moment.

(i also just have this mental image of someone in the pack making a really lighthearted joke about theo's age or what he's going to do after the war and he just goes 'well i don't think i'm going to live long enough for that to be a problem' and the whole pack is just like WHAT)

just a thought I've been having! love your fics xx

So this is something of a yes/maybe situation, because on the one hand: I am very much in the middle of writing a fic that centers on the idea that Theo has a permanent condition that he’s trying to hide from the pack and manage on his own, and part of the way that he hides is…admitting to something very similar to what you’re suggesting. That as a failed experiment, he required regular “maintenance” that he now has to figure out how to do himself, since the Doctors aren’t around anymore to do it for him.

But on the chronic pain condition bit, I will admit I am super hesitant, mainly because I have never suffered a chronic pain condition, and I’d be concerned about writing it very poorly, given that it is a very impactful part of some folks’ lives.

So, I’m definitely willing (and am) exploring certain elements of the idea, but probably will end up staying away from others I don’t feel qualified to explore. But in any case: thank you for the ideas—I think they’re intriguing!

[tarnishedinquirer]

Case: Morne Massacre (Conclusion)

Unsurprisingly, there were more gallows in back, but they didn't have corpses stacked up under them like the gallows on the ramparts. So this is where the other gallows came from. Nobles get locked in cages, soldiers get hung, and commoners get tortured. All die to the Confessors in the end.

I jumped down to the shallows below. The entire area was filled with purple-black spirit jellies. They were different and somehow more solid than the blue-white ones I've seen elsewhere, but no idea what that could possibly mean yet.

The grace pointed towards a gate sitting alone on a sandbar, obscured by golden fog. Whatever answers I was looking for were here, and the fog told me that I'd have to kill someone to get them. I summoned Edgar and without a word, walked through the gate.

One of the chimeras, bigger than the others, and with a wild mane of red hair. The voice called it "Leonine Misbegotten" which I guess is what the chimera are actually called. Its chosen arena was a small spat of solid land on the sandbar, packed with grave stones and with bodies piled high beside them. It fought with both ferocity and surprising skill, but we had numbers and magic. It fell, and I claimed the sword it was guarding.

There are advantages to my prison mask. It means that Edgar could not see the anger in my eyes as he left to go rescue his daughter. He let me keep the sword, though it was useless to me and unsightly to boot. I briefly considered chucking it into the ocean out of spite, but I'm above such things.

I sat down to compose myself and focus the facts. The voice said this place was called the Moangrave, which seems a bit redundant. Unless... if you consider the root of the word, it could refer to a complaint or accusation. Therefore, this could be the Grave of Accusation, or maybe The Accused.

Is this what Grace wanted me to see? This strange keyhole grave?

I turned to the sword, far too heavy for me to ever use, to see if the voice could provide answers. It said

The storied sword of Castle Morne. A revenger's weapon, it is burdened with oceans of anger and regret. One of the legendary armaments. A lone surviving champion from a country now vanished was so determined to continue fighting that he claimed the swords of an entire clan of warriors.

So. It belonged to the nameless revenger. He claimed the swords of an entire clan—perhaps his own fallen, perhaps a rival's—and forged them into this massive sword. He assaulted this castle and fell at the hands of Godfrey. However, he gained enough renown that they were forced to build a monument to his courage.

And perhaps, buried him with honors... on a sandbar. So that one day his body and his legend would be washed away.

It felt right.

Only the grave had persisted. They built a gate to bar access to it, maybe even tearing down the outer wall's gate to rebuild here.

The only other thing I could glean was the crest on the grafted blade. It looked like a heraldic wolf, or perhaps fox, with a bushy mane. Was this the symbol of the nameless revenger and his clan?

Maybe it'll make sense one day, when I have more information.

Thoroughly grounded, I teleported away to check on Irina. Maybe her father had found her by now.

Unfortunately, he had. Irina was dead.

Edgar was inconsolable. He cursed the Misbegotten and vowed revenge. Said he would hunt down every last one of them for taking his daughter.

My grudge against Edgar aside, this hurt. Irina had done nothing wrong. I could have joined him in his vow and revenge, but instead I retreated into cold, hard reason. They had ignored her last time I was here. Her blood was fresh and wet, and her body hadn't even cooled yet.

Her killers ignored her until they knew that Edgar was on his way. Whoever killed her wanted him to find her body fresh. They wanted him to see the cleaver, stained with her blood. Perhaps if I had arrived earlier she would have been able to choke out last words, but no, that would've been too unpredictable. No way they could control what she said.

It occurred to me just now that Irina had described a "frightful howling from all around."

Misbegotten don't howl.

Conclusion: There were forces at work beyond my knowledge. Someone wanted to break Edgar. They wanted him to suffer. For his crimes? For the wholesale slaughter at behest of the Confessors? No... even that felt like a means to an end. So many, dying in suffering, seeking to purge some heresy or infection, creating the very environment for the sickness to spread... it feels ritualistic.

The Misbegotten rose up, perhaps to stop the slaughter, perhaps to purge the infection in their own way. They let Irina leave because she was an innocent, not knowing she could also serve as a capstone to the ritual. A final sacrifice.

Somehow, I know this ritual.

Questions

Why would Grace point me towards the revenger's grave?

Why did the red-maned Misbegotten seem to revere his sword?

Why must Edgar protect it at all costs, and why was it okay that I carry it instead?

What is the symbol of the maned wolf?

Who was howling?

What was the purpose of the ritual?

Who really killed Irina?