#also this is another thing but I’m also pissed that Liam and Mason had like ZERO interactions lmfao theyre fucking besties ??? or

[johnbronze]

ok for real I know they were limited in their options for explaining Stiles’ actions because DOB didnt come back but like SERIOUSLY. I have so many questions and complaints and not even all of them are Stydia related….. spoilers obviously

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Did…. Did anyone bother to tell Stiles that Allison is alive?  are we meant to believe that nobody did?? or what’s worse, that he was told and he just didn’t come to Beacon Hills or call or anything?

On that note, are we actually supposed to believe — and I am not a Sterek girlie by any means, love and light to y’all but it’s just not my cup of tea — that Derek fucking DIED and there was a whole ass memorial service that Stiles just didn’t bother to show up to???? HELLO????

I mean it’s also nearing levels of ‘spn finale Dean Winchester ending’ stupid that Derek died in the first place, given that his whooooole character arc (by my book, anyway) is springing from the place of his trauma, and the way that he has blamed himself, struggled with guilt and loneliness and has been atoning for all of the pain of what he perceives to be personal failures the ENTIRE TIME, never letting himself get too close to people, never asking for help, and instead sacrificing for and nurturing Scott as the ideal alpha that he feels he couldn’t be… I don’t know. It just feels like a needless sacrifice to me, like there are so many ways that you can restrain someone and prevent them from moving from the place where you need to. Oh I don’t know burn them alive ?maybe? Which don’t involve sacrificing yourself and burning alive yourself, right in front of your son and the rest of your loved ones. I know again there are production factors at play, maybe it’s likely that they knew damn well Tyler H wouldn’t or couldn’t come back for another movie so they decided to kill off his character?? but suffice to say I was not happy with that at all (and not in the way I think it was INTENDED to upset me.)

Anyway, I know that Stiles needed to be absent because Dylan O’Brien was not a part of this movie, but if I’m being honest, I kind of would rather that Stiles had died ! Obviously I love Stiles’s character and it’s not that I want him dead at all!! it’s just. if they were going to fully send it, and they know he’s not coming back, and they knew that they were going to make up this premonition dream to break up Stydia and (poorly) explain his absence, then it would’ve done a lot better to make that separation as permanent as in life and death. The Stiles we know would never want to be separated from the people he loves as much as he has been now because of all of the external, real life factors. In fact, the season arc with the ghost riders proved to us just how far Stiles can and would go to be present! It was aaaactually a whole thing ! So, if I’m being honest… (1) the way that he and Lydia parted, (2) the way that he isn’t present or even mentioned in the light of his loved ones dying/being resurrected, and (3) again the fact that he wasn’t even at Derek’s memorial … it all feels like a silent character assassination to me. It feels like the mentioning of “Stiles” in this new canon contains less essence of Stiles than it would’ve if he had died. I know it’s easy to have a hater moment and make criticisms and piss and moan about how I would’ve done it better, and I know it’s not always as easy as it sounds… but JESUS CHRIST

Also congrats to the sterek girlies on your own personal y yo a ti moment……that jeep shit was CRAZY







[theowhy]

[thiam] charisma check

rated T / ~2k / oneshot

summary: When Theo tries and fails to charm someone at Sinema, Liam steps up to the plate.

notes: honestly it was only a matter of time until i gave in and wrote thiam fic. this is... self-indulgent, in the sense that i wanted something like a honey pot mission, with jealous!theo sneaking his way in there. i hope you enjoy it!

you can read on ao3 here ✨

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“I got this,” Theo says over the music pumping out of Sinema’s speakers.

Liam fidgets with the coke in his hands—just coke, because the bartender didn’t even humor him by asking for an ID when Liam sidled up to the bar—and tries not to look as stiff and awkward as he feels. Theo, on the other hand, fits right in, leaning casually against the bar, the club’s flashing lights spilling over him in ways that are unfairly flattering. Liam takes another steadying sip of his soda.

“Why can’t we just, y’know—” Liam gives a jerky shrug, tilts his head at their target sitting at the other end of the bar. “Pull him into an alley and threaten him?”

Theo raises an eyebrow. “I know this might be a surprise to you,” he says, “but not everything needs to be solved violently.”

“It’s worked for me so far,” Liam mutters.

“Sure, it works. But situations like this go better with a little more… finesse.” Theo’s smirk is slow and smug. “Just watch and learn something, will you?”

Liam scowls. “Go on, already.”

Theo pushes himself off the bar and grabs Liam’s cup without so much as a may I, and takes a gulp.

“Hey!” Liam flushes and drags his eyes away from watching Theo’s throat work. He snatches his cup back.

Theo grins and swaggers his way to the target. Liam hates him.

He tries to watch it unfold without looking too obvious, angling himself away from the other end of the bar and only glancing over every couple minutes or so. The target’s name is Zeke, and is their only lead on a hunt for, apparently, a group of warlocks disguising themselves as a punk band and using their underground shows to hex people. A few sources have pointed to Zeke as the one selling tickets, and Liam figured it’d be easy enough to just demand a pair and infiltrate the next show. Theo disagreed.

Liam watches Theo lean in and talk closely into Zeke’s ear, to be heard better over the noise, no doubt. It still makes Liam’s stomach twist, and he takes another sip from his cup.

Even without eavesdropping on their conversation, he can tell Theo’s turned up the charm. And he’s good at it, Liam knows from far too much personal experience. But despite Theo’s crooked smile and coy head tilt, Zeke isn’t biting. Liam doesn’t need heightened werewolf senses to see that Zeke is bored, the nods and one word answers he’s giving polite but disinterested. Liam snickers, and from the way Theo’s eyebrow twitches, he can hear it.

Zeke looks about five seconds away from shaking his head and leaving Theo in the dust, and as much as Liam would love to see it, he also knows it would mean losing their only lead. So he downs the rest of his coke and walks over to tap Theo on the shoulder.

Theo turns to look at him with an expression of such fabricated politeness Liam nearly laughs.

He says, “Hey, Mason needs to talk to you outside.”

Theo frowns in confusion, and Liam tries to express to him via eyebrow waggles something along the lines of you’re totally bungling this, please stop and take the out I’m giving you.

It takes Theo a few seconds, but these last months of working together have given them an ability to understand one another without so many words. Mason called it creepy telepathy once, but Liam thinks it’s something closer to trust. Whether Theo agrees with that is yet to be seen.

Whatever it is, Theo seems to understand. He heaves an unnecessarily put-upon sigh, then looks back at Zeke and drawls, “I’ll be right back.”

Zeke flashes a totally false smile that makes Liam want to laugh again. He pats Theo’s shoulder as he passes and disappears into the club crowd.

Which leaves Liam alone with Zeke.

Liam suddenly wishes he hadn’t finished his drink, then at least he’d have something to do with his hands. As it is, he shoves them into his pockets, not bothering with suaveness.

“Friend of yours?” Zeke asks, looking at Liam curiously.

Liam holds a breath in his cheeks, thinking. “In a sense,” he settles on.

Zeke snorts, his shoulders relaxing. Liam grins.

“Liam,” he says and sticks a hand out.

Zeke looks at him funny, a smile playing at his lips. He takes the hand. “Zeke. You’re very polite for a random dude at a bar.”

“Not my usual scene, to be honest.”

“That so?” Zeke props an elbow on the bar, leans a cheek against his hand. “Don’t like crowds?”

“Oh, crowds are fine. It’s just the music.” Liam wrinkles his nose, and this, at least, is truthful. “Not my favorite.”

“Let me guess.” Zeke leans in, biting the corner of his lip as he drifts his gaze over Liam. Liam tries not to blush under the scrutiny. “You’re more of a punk rock guy.”

“Is it that obvious?”

Zeke points to the front of Liam’s shirt. “Noisy Habits. I’ve seen them a couple times.”

“No way.” All pretense gone, Liam leans in eagerly, eyes wide. “They haven’t toured near Beacon Hills since I started listening to them, like, a year ago? That’s awesome.”

“I travel a lot.” Zeke’s smile grows, his eyes brightening just slightly under the club lights. “It’s fun checking out local punk scenes. Beacon Hills isn’t bad, either.”

Liam snorts. “That’s generous.”

Zeke laughs, throwing his head back. The amusement is genuine, Liam can tell, and he blinks in surprise. This is all going so much better than he expected.

“Seriously,” Zeke says after he collects himself. He’s moved minutely closer, enough to touch Liam’s elbow with a hand, bracelets and rings glinting. “I know some guys. They’re great.”

This is it, Liam thinks, he can’t blow it now. He swallows, doesn’t pull away from Zeke’s touch. “Yeah?”

Zeke seems to consider something as he keeps his eyes trained on Liam’s face. His tongue darts out over his lips. “Yeah,” he says finally, and his smile has an edge to it that shocks Liam in its familiarity.

It’s a little like the smirks Theo gives him, the ones after Theo says something toeing the edge of flirting. It makes Liam burn beneath his skin every time, especially when Theo’s smirk falls away into laughter, because that’s always what it is in the end—a joke. Never anything more.

This is not a joke. Liam can smell it, the scent of interest wisping from Zeke’s skin. Liam swallows. He wonders, distantly, if he’s ever checked closely enough to see if Theo was really joking.

Zeke glances at his smart watch when a text pops up on it. Liam is sorely tempted to read it, but he’s treading carefully, now. It won’t do to piss Zeke off.

Zeke’s mouth twists. He turns back to Liam. “Well, it’s been fun, Liam.” He draws out the two syllables of his name. “But sadly, I’ve got to go.”

“Really?” Liam tries to sound extra disappointed.

Zeke looks amused and… something else Liam is too flustered to put a word to. He pulls out his wallet, a worn-out leather thing covered in what Liam recognizes are hexes. This is definitely their warlock, and one paranoid of pickpocketing, at that. He opens it up and digs out two slips of paper. Tickets.

He grabs a pen from the bar and writes a string of numbers on one of them. When he’s done, he looks at Liam, a meandering stare from bottom to top.

He tucks the tickets into the waistband of Liam’s jeans. Liam nearly jumps at the brush of fingers against his hip.

“Next Saturday,” Zeke murmurs, leaning in. “Doors are at seven.”

“Cool,” Liam squeaks, grimaces, then clears his throat. “Uh, I mean—” in a deeper voice, “Cool.”

“Cool.” Zeke grins. “Hope to see you there, Liam.”

He squeezes Liam’s elbow again, then steps away. He disappears so seamlessly into the crowd it can only be warlock magic.

Liam releases a breath he didn’t realize he was holding, his heart still hammering in his chest. It… worked. He didn’t totally stick his foot into his mouth and end up in a bar fight. Take that, Theo.

… Wait. Theo.

Liam shakes his head to gather himself, then glances around. He doesn’t have to look far—Theo’s standing at the other side of the bar where Liam was earlier.

His elbows are on the counter, one hand curled into a fist in front of him. His knuckles are white. His eyes aren’t on Liam but out towards the crowd, in the direction Zeke just left. Then he turns to look at Liam.

His eyes are dark.

Liam swallows. It feels like anger, but he can tell it’s not directed at him. Still, he approaches with caution. Theo doesn’t get as punchy as Liam when he’s angry, but he does get bitchier.

When he reaches him, he lifts the hem of his shirt to show Theo the tickets tucked into his waistband. “Got ’em,” he says smugly.

Theo’s dark gaze turns even more murderous. He expected Theo to be annoyed about striking out, but this just seems excessive. He got the job done, didn’t he?

“Great,” Theo says through gritted teeth. His fist curls and uncurls restlessly.

Liam frowns. “Are you really that pissed that someone didn’t fall for your charms?” When Theo doesn’t say or do anything, Liam shakes his head and pulls the tickets out of his pants. “Whatever. Here.” He shoves them into Theo’s chest.

Theo grabs his wrist. Liam jumps, but stays thoroughly locked in place by Theo’s grip. His hand is still spread over Theo’s chest, and the tickets beneath his palm do nothing to stifle the heat that radiates from Theo’s skin. Theo slides his hand from Liam’s wrist up to his elbow, thumb dragging over the bare skin there.

Where Zeke had touched, Liam realizes.

Theo lets go of his arm, but Liam doesn’t have the current sense of mind to pull away. Not that Theo would let him, since his hand moves down to Liam’s hip next, fingers brushing against the hem of his shirt.

His thumb presses against Liam’s hip bone. Over the shirt, not touching the skin, but still. Liam almost hisses at the contact. Theo does that slow, hard drag again, like Zeke had left fingerprints on Liam and he’s trying his damnedest to wipe them away.

The slightest, faintest growl rolls in the back of Theo’s throat. Audible only to Liam, and even his supernatural hearing strains to catch it. Theo so rarely slips up at anything. Does he realize what he’s doing right now?

Another hard drag of Theo’s thumb and Liam’s about to ask that aloud, but then Theo blinks, clarity suddenly returning to him.

He snatches his hand away. Liam’s skin tingles where he touched it.

Theo takes the tickets, gives them a cursory glance. He keeps the one with Zeke’s number scrawled on it and holds the other one out. Liam takes it wordlessly, his brain still catching up on what the fuck just happened.

Theo clears his throat and says, “Let’s get out of here.”

Liam nods quickly. “Yeah.”

Theo stalks ahead as they leave, his shoulders stiff, all the ease and confidence he wore earlier lost somewhere in the last few minutes. Liam absently touches where Theo’s fingers just did, his skin feeling hot all over. As it so often does around Theo.

He looks at the boy ahead of him. There’s red in his cheeks, at the tips of his ears. Liam bites against a smile.

At least he’s not the only one.

[bigskydreaming]

Well now I'm curious. Are there any crocodile shifters in this story? Is that the Alpha Pack? And does that make Jennifer a sea witch? I'm invested and I want to know more!

Also, random questions about your Beacon Bay story: is this on an island or a peninsula or something? Is the Nemeton a lighthouse or something similar, really leaning into that whole beacon metaphor? Is there a star-crossed lovers thing going on here at all (*cough*scanny*cough*)?

Sadly, no crocodile shifters in the actual story, though it was more written as a series of shorter episodic stories that I bounced around between. And the crocodile shifters are just sitting there ripe for the picking, its just I didn’t have need of any in the story and/or characters they matched up well with. The Alpha Pack isn’t really a thing here, mostly because I was like “I am Deucalion, the Demon Dolphin” doesn’t really have quite the right ring to it and also he’s just honestly not my favorite villain, he’s too ridiculous. Its like calm down dude, who do you think you are, Death, the Destroyer of Worlds? Oh wait. Awkward.

But now that I think about it, I hardly ever got the urge to use Deucalion as an antagonist? Just running through my WIP files real quick, and off the top of my head, my villain breakdown in TW fics was:

Lightning Crashes: the nogitsune, Jennifer, Kali and Theo

Where Wild Things Are: Peter, Matt and Gerard

Beacon Bay: Corrine, Peter and Theo

Loki’s Get:

Ouroboros Dreaming (Jackson’s Story): Peter’s ghost, metaphorically

Fenris Waking (Scott’s Story): Peter’s ghost, less metaphorically

Hel Rising (Lydia’s Story): Peter’s ghost, least metaphorically. Also, Hell. But mostly just the suburbs of it.

Born to Run: Jennifer. (That random The Most Dangerous Game rip-off with Scott and Jackson. Making the bad guys hunters was like, eh, so I went with necromancy instead).

The Forest or the Trees: the Nemeton. Like, the tree itself. Also, demon fruit. Look, its that AU where Scott’s a druid and Danny’s a werewolf, the tree wants to kill Scott, its a whole thing.

So, My Step-Brother’s Probably A Werewolf: The deadpool. Basically a S4 AU where Dr. Geyer and Melissa have a whirlwind romance and Liam’s trying to figure out why the fuck his new step-brother is so weird.

Forgetting’s Just Another Way of Saying Fuck You: Theo and the Dread Doctors. This one was that one S5 AU I was writing where the Dread Doctors used their forgetting/mind-wipe powers to make everyone forget about Scott, except they ironically forgot about people outside the town, meaning Isaac, Jackson and assorted others still remembered him. Aka that expansive headcanon that was literally the exact same thing as Season 6′s ‘forgetting Stiles’ plot, only posted about a full year before S6 even started shooting BUT I DIGRESS. (I’m just saying, it was a pretty specific plot, only using the DD instead of the Ghost Riders, but whaaaaatever). LOL.

So the only times I’ve ever really used Deucalion beyond peripheral werewolf politics in Where Wild Things Are is in that one Scydia I was writing, Kingmaker, and also an unwieldy behemoth that somehow got to six chapters without a title, where like, when the Alpha Pack came to town in 3A they used their werewolf memory-sucking mojo to steal Scott’s memories and thus make him more susceptible to Deucalion’s recruitment pitch while everyone else was like nuh-uh, THEY’RE the bad guys. 

(Oh and also he did show up in one part I wrote for this Leverage meets Ocean’s Eleven mash-up, with a cast of Scott and the Chimeras. Remember how way back before Eichen House was introduced, Chris made an allusion to there being a werewolf jail they could use to deal with werewolves.....so like, imagine if Chris had caught Scott in S1 but couldn’t justify killing him and then enter werewolf jail and Scott being like mmm, yeah, this isn’t working for me, I’m gonna jailbreak, who wants to come, and then he and random other characters from throughout the series just go around robbing the various douchebags of the series in ways that were mostly just an excuse for me to ‘practice writing action scenes and also heists and also I was bored.’ Also, there’s a distinct presence of multiple unnecessary car chases as apparently most of the times I added to this file came smack dab in the middle of my Fast and the Furious phase. I regret nothing. Also, everything.)

Anyway, as for Beacon Bay, no, Jennifer isn’t a sea witch in it mostly cuz she isn’t in it, as I’d already used her in a few other things and I wanted to give Corrine a whirl as the prime bad guy. So she’s like, an assassin witch for hire. Also, three thousand years old, and as mentioned, like....she’s Circe. 

Malia: Ugh, shut up, mom, nobody cares that you’re famous.

Mason (raises hand): I mean, I care, a little bit.

Liam (not helpfully): He asked her for her autograph.

Malia (to Scott): You see? This is why people should have to be over four feet tall to sit at the big kids’ table.

Brett (also not helpfully, but then, he isn’t trying to help, he doesn’t do that): To be fair, Liam’s the only actual Smurf present. Mason’s just Smurf-adjacent.

Mason: *beams*

Liam (staring at him in betrayal): How was that even a compliment? Why are you feeling complimented by that?

Mason: LET. ME. HAVE. THIS.

Anyway Part Two: the Anywayer.....I did not actually ever have any plans to make the Beacon part of Beacon Bay a literal lighthouse, as the town was less a point of interest for other supernatural beings because of Nemeton-type shenanigans, and more just purely because Peter’s a magical artifact oriented klepto who hooked up with Circe and then stole all her shit when sneaking out in the middle of the night and eighteen years later she’s still pissed and Peter’s just not home at the moment. So she’s like, “eh, I guess I could settle for just wiping this entire town off the map in the meanwhile. I needed a new hobby anyway.”

Anywayest, the conclusion: And yes of course it was Scanny. When, where faced with the possibility of Scanny, do I simply...not do the Scanny? Its like you don’t even know me right now.

[amnachil]

The College Society Chapter 4 Part 8

I’m a little late, but here it is!

Damian Nicholas Smith Carrey Monday April 15

The fucker was flipping through his book. The meeting was in fifteen minutes. I don't fucking know why I came early. The Dean's grandson glared at Brandon. He was the only absent at their previous get-together. Could he be the contemptible asshole who had the idea of the bounty ?

"I'm not." said suddenly the idiot.

"What the fuck ?"

"Regarding what you're thinking. I'm not the one who had a price put on the prey." explained Brandon. "You know I'm a devoted follower of D.R... I even helped to foil my roommate Barbara."

Damian Nicholas Smith Carrey snorted. It didn't mean anything except maybe that he was a smart ass. The fact you're using your brain make you more dangerous than the others.

"I'll take that as a compliment."

"Stop acting like if you can read my fucking thoughts you moron."

Brandon dared to smile. Jesus he was so annoying.

"I'm sorry. You're usually way more difficult to decipher. But this story seems to bother you."

It's my damn boyfriend we're talking about, stupid ! Yeah except no one knew. The junior remembered his last discussion with Zack. His friend had called him a coward. A coward. Damian Nicholas Smith Carrey, the gifted hunter, feared by all, had been called a coward. Zack didn't intend to be mean but ouch. I would feel much better if the cocksucker behind all this was arrested.

"Now that I think about it." mumbled the blond lad. "You are a supposed psychic so you must know something, right ?"

"Yeah. I know I'm innocent." replied the smart aleck.

I swear to god I'll kill him.

"More seriously." he continued when he noticed the Dean's grandson glaring at him. "I got things to tell but we'll have to wait for the others. D.R wants to update them aswell."

Damian Nicholas Smith Carrey grunted.

Archie, Theo and Gabriel arrived right on time. As for this arrogant Matthew and the girls, they all came late. On purpose of course. They want to piss me off. Such a flock of donkeys. Finally, when Samy deigned show up, the meeting officially began.

"Why are we here ?" asked Lucy. "Summer didn't say much but I don't have time to lose. Fallen King, I hope this is serious."

Damn. When did you start shitting by the mouth dickhead ? He remained silent only because Brandon had taken his phone out.

"It's me who summoned you." resonated D.R's voice. "Sorry if we are taking your precious time Lucy. Maybe you want to leave and give up all your privilege as a member of this assembly ?"

The idiot bitch shrivelled up on her chair. Pathetic.

"Get to the point." Damian Nicholas Smith Carrey intervened. "Why are we here ?"

"Because, Brandon and I have made some progress regarding the investigation about the pranktser who is defying our authority." she explained. "First of all, I will let you all know that we get to the root of his website. Much to our surprise, he's based in Canada."

"So it's a stranger ?" was surprised Gabriel. "But how does he know about the prey ? Even I didn't hear about him before all this fuss."

Let her speak. I want a name. Going to Canada to kill someone sounded worse than it actually was, right ?

"We are sure he has an accomplice at the university." carried on D.R. "Probably the mastermind behind all this to be honest. Besides, with some skills, it might be possible to manage a website from Canada while being actually here. That's not the only thing we went through. My team caught some hunters who spied on the prey and sold intel at our prankster, who then put them online."

What ?! Damian Nicholas Smith Carrey was sure he didn't have enough bullets to shot every little fucker who did that. Damnit ! He had been the most careful he could and still, they escaped his surveillance ? And why D.R didn't told him sooner ?!

"Don't be mad." teased Jolenne. "We just got all the infos you spent month to get in a few days. Poor fallen king."

The Dean's grandson almost lost his calm. He was feeling paranoid and irritated. But he didn't need Zack calling him a brute as well as a coward.

"Unecessary comments are not permitted." said codly D.R. "Until now, what has been revealed to the public are mostly practical intels. The prey's greediness when it come to food is emphasized by many people. Also, there are his supposed sexual preference, his work and college schedule and when it is possible to meet him without Damian Nicholas Smith Carrey around. Even his friends are not safe from this search of information. I hope you realize this is craziness."

"Don't worry, we're chasing him by following your rules." giggled Miranda. "We don't need all this shit to catch him."

"Do you have any idea about the identity of the prankster ?" asked Archie.

"Well, thanks to the hunters we arrested, maybe." the head of the hunter announced, making them all quiet. "Brandon."

"As you may know, since my arrival here, D.R usually resort to me when she wants to question people. Here's what I discovered." the guy revealed. "They all received the money the day following their exchange via transfer. What is interesting is the bank making those transfers... The Mason's Financial."

Silent followed. Everyone looked up at Samy. She was called Samy Mason for a reason after all. The name is common but I know for sure she's the daughter of the actual ceo of Mason's Financial.

"My family's banks has numerous clients." she said, seemingly bored. "And this little information doesn't prove anything."

She's right. Damian Nicholas Smith Carrey was much more calmer now. And Samy was right. She had the means but that didn't make her guilty. This link wasn't much more than coincidence at this point.

"We'll do further investigation of course." resumed D.R. "Samy, you'll have to pay me a visit at my office very soon. As for the others, you can hunt, you can catch, but always remember there are rules. You have to insure that the others hunters respect them aswell. Is that clear ?"

They all agreed. Of course. But how many of them are cheating behind our back uh ? Damian Nicholas Smith Carrey left the room as soon as the meeting ended. At least he learnt something tonight. Nancy will have some work to do.

The Dean's grandson headed towards his flat quickly. He checked his phone on the way home. One text was from the head of the women defense club. Even outside the get-together, she couldn't let him in peace ? How annoying.

< D.R. : About our other matter, I expect the victim you told me about to pay me a visit soon. >

Of course you do. She was worried. Well he was worried too but he wasn't blowing a fuse about it. Archie seemed fine until now, so what was the problem ? Anyway, he also had a text from his boyfriend.

< The baboon : I'm stuffed !!! uwu >

A picture was attached to it. It was a selfie of Liam from underneath, which drew attention to his belly. His bloated tummy. Well Damian also noticed the tightness of his brief, since it was the only clothes he decided to wear. I hate him so much. Since when is he such a tease ?! At first, these little... provocations looked innocent. A comment about Liam being bottom when stuffed. An invite to touch his butt. The blond lad had thought it wasn't done on purpose. But when the action became repeated, it become obvious that the baboon was way more naughty than he let think. It didn't help that the junior was fantasizing about his boyfriend more and more... He'll be the death of me one day.

Liam Wednesday April 17

The College's library was a dark and secret place Liam had feared since his arrival. Books could harm you kids, no joke. He had yet to find the magical section but he knew it was here, somewhere. Thankfully he was in the history section and not alone. The chestnut lad was looking for a title Nate asked. Apparently, reading helped his bestfriend to distract his mind from any bad thought. I will bring it to him tonight.

"I can't find it anywhere." grumbled Nick. "Are you sure they have it ?"

"Yes." assured Colton. "I checked the website twice already."

It was the fourth time they had this discussion in the last half an hour. Since Nick had decided to follow a diet, he was grumpy most of the time. Probably because the unicorns think it's bad for him. They know more than we do. Colton, as the teddy-bear he was, had the patience to deal with their sullen friend. Liam glimpsed the book they were looking for.

"Found it." he announced. "Let me borrow it and we can go."

The three boys headed towards the exit. And there she was. Of course she would be there : library were suitable for dark ritual so the forces of evil were most likely bound to appear here. The witch was with another girl he didn't recognise right away. Because the lad had friends to protect, he decided to face them. Oh. This is the girl who offered her body to me. So she switched side ? This is bad. He didn't need a demon on top of his problems.

"Hey." smiled the witch when they were close enough.

Liam tried to ignore her and focused on the librarian who was registering his borrowing. Without success apparently.

"I'm Lucy remember ? And this is Miranda. We want to know you three better boys. Do you want a little meeting with us girls outside the university this weekend ?" suggested the pawn of evil. "We can bring a friend along to be even."

Nick pulled a face. Colton smiled prudently. They're falling for her charms... Liam hesitated. On one hand, it was dangerous, and his boyfriend had vigorously asked him to stay away from her. But on the other hand, it was the perfect opportunity to face her once and for all.

"I'm not against it." he eventually replied. "If the others are fine with it too..."

His two friends exchanged perplexed glances. Finally, they agreed and the three boys were free to go.

When they arrived at their place, Liam noticed Dami waiting for him at the entrance. His boyfriend was texting aggressively. He looks angry. More than usual. The others greeted him and went upstair while the chestnut lad smiled. In all honesty, he didn't know what he was doing with Dami. He was well aware their relationship was slowly improving for the better. There was no doubt in his dreamy mind that sex was near. He even had naughty thoughts of Dami while he... had been taking personnal pleasure last time.

"What the hell did you just say ?" asked the junior.

Liam blinked. Did I think out loud ? That would be very embarassing.

"Hum forget it." he muttered. "I've something to tell you."

He related his encounter with the witch and the human sacrifice. He also carefully explained why he wanted to face her. It was important to be clear because Dami was a hero. Hero didn't like when their relatives and friends faced troubles and they had a tendency to take all the blame. Liam knew that, he read it somewhere. But he had a mission from the unicorn.

"I think this is one of your dumbest idea you baboon." declared his boyfriend once he concluded. "The damn horses don't know everything and... Whatever do your thing. I'm not protecting you anyway."

"Thanks you for trusting me." smiled the freshman.

He kissed Dami lenghtily to express his gratefulness. Two hands grabbed his ass and pushed his waist closer. Liam gulped when he felt his crotch react at the gesture. They stayed like this only a few minutes but it was enough to make them both blush awkwardly. It's hot in here right ? (Please unicorns, believe it.) (The magical creatures probably won't like his perveted thoughts tonight...)

"I need to go." whispered Dami. "See you tomorow baboon."

It was almost bedtime when Nate announced he wanted to see a shrink. According to him, it was Dami who suggested the idea.

"He told me she was a professional who could help." he explained. "And Archie sees her too so I guess she knows her job. But I would like you to come with me the first time... Is that ok ?"

"Of course bro." assured Liam.

He could feel the positive energy in the room. His bestfriend was trying. I'll support him the best I can. Nate slipped under his covers, letting only his head visible.

"Say, how did you know you were attracted by men ?"

The chestnut lad made a weird sound. That wasn't a question he had expected at all. They had already talked about that in the past but... He discreetly looked at the unicorns. Were they doing something to Nate ?

"Stop your mental chat with the magical poneys and answer me." ordered Nate.

"Oh sorry... Well I don't really know ?" he said. "As you remember, I was first into chubby girls but well... I don't know it felt nice to be with Kilian. Being in a relationship with another boy is great to me... As long as I love him right ?"

"This doesn't help." grumbled his bestfriend. "I'll try to be more specific : why is Dami attractive to you ? Physically ?"

"He's cute." giggled Liam, remembering their last encounter. "And well, kind of sweet. He's a nice skin. Oh and his eyes are scary, I like that. Why are you asking ?"

"I think I like Archie's hugs." Nate revealed. "But that doesn't mean anything. I'm just touch starved and he feels safe that's it. I'm overthinking little things. Good night."

He covered his head, meaning the conversation was over. And Liam fell asleep the next second. He had unicorns to feed after all.

Nicolas Friday April 19

< Imagenius : Dang ! We lost but that was a close one. >

Nick grunted. Annoying.

< TheSavior : Still a lose. >

< Abeautifulwoman : speaking in terms of statistics, we're in a losing streak. Boss you're the one who made the most mistakes in our last games... While you were the best one week ago. >

Nick ground his teeth. Annoying. They piss me off.

< Abeautifulwoman : Anything on your mind lately ? >

< TheSavior : I 'm on a diet. >

The lad had never expected it to be so hard. How could he focus on his game while all he could nibble was a salad ?! And damnit he missed beer. But I need to lose the weight. Not only four or five pounds, but fifty. Enough to not be disgusting again.

< Imagenius : change of subject but Beauty I think I know who is your bossy friend ! >

< Abeautifulwoman : Are you serious rn ? Just let him be and focus on the bad mood of our boss. >

< Imagenius : He's the most famous hunter in my college right ? The one who has sex with everyone whenever he wants. He's the great son of the Dean that lucky bastard lol >

Wait. What ? Nick re read the text but there was no mistake. A Dean's grandson who sleep around ? The bounty hunt and the very famous prey... Could it be happening here ? It was only his imagination for sure. There could be many great son of a Dean who were also part succubus. (Yes sometimes, Nick fell for Liam's crazy theory.)

< Abeautifulwoman : There is a reason why I'm not talking abut him here and it's called privacy bitch. >

< Imagenius : You're the fake bitch. What if you're working for the Smith Carrey ? I have friends who don't fear him you know ? >

*Abeautifulwoman is offline.*

< Imagenius : such a coward c**t lol >

*Imagenius is offline.*

Now there was no doubt possible.

This evening, Nick arrived at the pool his head full of question. Imagenius was a student here. Damian Nicholas Smith Carrey was the best of the hunters. And a mysterious hunt with a bounty interested everyone. Weird. This is so weird. Liam's boyfriend had always been shady but a hunter ? What does that even mean ? Nick caught sight of Colton near the pool. He sighed deeply. Whatever is going on, this is not my business. Damian Nicholas Smith Carrey can do whatever he wants as long as he doesn't hurt my roommate. And I don't want to meet Imagenius in real life. Not when the freshman looked like a disgusting fat cow.

"Everything's fine bud ?" asked his friend.

"Yeah sorry. I guess I'm not feeling very confident about tomorrow."

This improvised date with three girls was another thing on his mind. Something I can talk with Colton. This latter smiled. His whole body irradiated a delicate but welcomed warmth. His attitude only was reasurring. And no, Nick didn't believe in magic but this guy had some strong positive vibe.

"This is not even a date." Colton recalled. "I think one of them is interested in Liam, and she asked help from her friends. You don't have to worry : we'll just enjoy the moment."

"Easy to say for you dude. You're handsome and incredibly nice." Nick retorted. "I'm not at the same level."

"You don't give yourself enough credit." assured his friend. "You made me think about my two bestfriends. They both have low self-esteem despite being amazing. I hope they finally realised it."

Nick detected distress in Colton's voice. For the first time, his expression revealed something esle than happiness. He looks almost sad.

"Now that you mention it, I never heard you talk about your past." noted the geek. "I mean, I don't have any friend from highschool since I was only focused on studies and you already know what I think about my annoying family but you... Even Liam's been more open."

Colton smiled but that was as fake as Rebecca's kindness.

"Stuff happenned. When I decided to follow Barbara, the people I cared about didn't take it well." he explained. "Even my sister is still mad. She was right tho, I got dumped in the end."

"And despite that, you're so nice and all ? Dude you really are half teddy-bear aren't you ? In your place, I would never trust anyone again."

They started to warm-up while talking. Liam would arrive later to help with the swimming lesson.

"I hope my friends will forgive me one day." confessed Colton. "Especially these two... But that doesn't mean I will be dejected until then. I'm sure they don't want that from me."

"You're so positive about everything that's kind of impressive." grunted Nick. "I would like to borrow your optimism sometimes.... Is it because some people have it worst ?"

He was thinking about Nate. That was petty of him to complain about his weight when his friend got raped. I'm ridiculous.

"You're getting it wrong." refuted the other. "You've the right to not appreciate your body but it is important that it is you, and not the opinion of the others, who chose that. As for me, I don't complain only because there is nothing I can do for now but hope. So I'm hoping."

Yeah, seems legit. They went into the pool and Nick focused on his swimming. The rest could wait.

To be continued

Dami is hunting the hunters... It’s a big mess. Who to trust uh?

And now Liam’s trying to solve his problem on his own, what a bad idea! But who knows, maybe he’ll manage ;) Big revelations in the online chat of Nick! Now, he has more info than he should...

Some background info on Colton. I’m not sure they’re very useful for now, but still.

[lydiaphantom]

Fanfiction: As You Wish

Fandom: Teen Wolf / Marvel: Infinite war

Warning: Bad words

Paring: Theo Raeken x Liam Dunbar

Additional Tags: Angst, MCU / Teen Wolf crossover, Good Theo Raeken

Be careful with what you wish, Liam. Your wish can come true.

(Sorry! Bad grammar!)

The war between hunters and supernatural wasn’t over. Liam doubted that something like that could be ended for real. After all, everything started because of the fear, people were afraid of something that they barely had an idea of, Anuk-Ite did a great job by triggering this fear. And even if now it’s gone, some people still were afraid, and that is only a matter of time before someone like Gerard would lead them.

Liam wasn’t ready for the next threat, not mentally. He was tired both emotionally and physically. The constant nightmares about everything that happened, especially about Brett and Lori, only made him more anxious and jumpy, the lack of sleep was playing a dangerous game with his mind and IED. Liam Dunbar literally was a walking time bomb and no one knew when would he explores.

Salvation came to him unexpectedly. More specifically Liam accidentally runs into Theo one day, when the young werewolf tried to deal with his anger. He was in the middle of the Beacon Hills preserve when he spotted a familiar dark blue truck, hidden between trees and shrubs. Liam didn’t hesitate before he knocked at the window.

That was how Theo Raeken of all people ended up living with Liam’s family. Of course, it wasn’t so easy, and at first Theo rejected the offer but then when Liam’s mother, Jenna, found out that Theo was living in his truck and her son didn’t do anything about it to make this situation better, she went to the chimera by herself and practically dragged him to the Dunbar-Geyer’s house.

At first, Liam was happy to have Theo next to him. They played video games and watched a lot of movies on Netflix together with Liam’s family. The young werewolf quickly gets used to it. Especially when he admitted that Theo actually was his anchor and was pretty much the only one who was able to calm Liam down in a matter of a second. Liam was okay with that. But when he noticed that he started falling for certain chimera, it was the beginning of Liam’s ‘freaking out’ moments. He even started regularly snapping at Theo. Liam couldn’t allow his feelings to take over his mind. He just can’t. What pack would think? They weren’t Theo’s biggest fans, so if they found out that Liam has feelings for the guy, who tried to kill their Alpha, they most likely to think that he lost his freaking mind and will send him to Eachen House for the thoughts like this or they will think that Theo manipulated him again and will send him if not to Hell, then away from the Beacon Hills. And Liam wasn’t happy with any of those alternatives. 

Deep down he knew that he probably overthink this whole situation but Liam was tired and his mind was fogged with fear and worthless worries he barely could think straight. Liam did see how much Theo had changed, he saw as the older boy took Gabe’s pain and then left without another world. Liam wasn’t stupid, he noticed how much Theo did change, how much the former killer was trying to be better.

And yet it didn’t stop Liam from hating and despising the warm feeling that he gets every time he saw the chimera. This, and his IED wasn’t helping, so with those feelings involved, he started to be more aggressive toward Theo. 

The pack now was at Liam’s house, together they all were having a great time while speaking, discussing and joking like they always do.

Even Theo was laughing, recently the pack members finally had started including him in pack meeting and Theo was truly grateful for this. After all this shit that he had done to everyone in the room, he never allowed himself even dream about the possibility that the pack will start to trust him again. That was beyond his expectations. Liam remembered Theo told him that once when he had one of his endless nightmares. They became even closer after that, Liam could swear he heard as Theo called him his friend when he was discussing something with Jenna, he didn’t mean to listen that just happened and Liam never mention this to the other boy. Then his feelings got involved so Liam started to be cold with him again and Theo had no idea what he had done to piss Liam off so much.

Raeken stand next to Mason and Corey while he was telling some story from his work. Liam was standing near to him too, trying to focus on the story the other boy was telling and not on how much the chimera was looking good with his hair swiped back a little and how hot it was when he unconsciously run his hand through them. Liam really should change the way he was thinking before this situation becomes awkward. Heck, why this should be so difficult, Liam didn’t ask for those feelings but look at him now. Trying so hard to hide them, he even closed his eyes trying to focus on something else and not on the voice telling him that he is in love with a certain chimera. Liam was so busy trying to calm himself down he didn’t even notice that his breath became heavier.

“iam, Liam,” the beta heard someone’s worried voice, but it sounded so distend he wasn’t sure whom it belongs to. “Hey, Little Wolf, come on, everything is fine. Just breath, breath with me.”

Theo. This voice belongs to him.

Liam couldn’t bear that anymore.

Theo was in the middle of the sentence when Liam snapped for the third time for this day.

���Will you ever shut up?!” he shouted anger took the best of him this time. Liam barely could hear anything besides his heart, which now was beating too fast even for a werewolf, but still, he noticed that the room went silent. He saw as Theo tensed and closed his mouth immediately, his eyes wide, he clearly was confused by this reaction. Liam definitely should apologize now. “You like, speak all the time like anyone could be interested in what you are saying,” yeah, that definitely didn’t sound like an apology.

“Liam, what happened?” Theo asked slowly looking around like someone could tell him what was wrong. Liam scoffed but followed his gaze and noticed that everyone was staring at him now.

‘Fuck, oh fuck, they know, now they know everything and will kick me out,’ Liam thought.

“Little Wolf?” Theo asked again.

“Shut up, just shut up this all is your fault, shut up!” Liam snapped and there was no coming back now.

If Liam wasn’t so much focused on his anger and for a second would take a quick look around him he would be able to say that Theo was clearly shocked by this outburst but even more aghast by the fist that followed right after this. Liam saw as the chimera fell on the floor clearly feeling a sharp pain as his nose was broken. Again. What he also did notice was the fact that three pair of hands were holding him tightly so he won’t attack Theo one more time. Briefly, Liam glanced up only to notice that it was Scott, Mason and surprisingly Malia who were holding him. That also was the moment when Liam remarked that he actually never stopped screaming.

“That your fault do you hear me, that all on you. I hate you, hate you so much. What do you even thinking about yourself, huh, Theo? Acting like everything is fine like we all can fucking forget what you did last year! Well, guess what?! We will never forget! I will never forget! I won’t forget what a monster you were, what a monster you are!” Liam screamed and all Theo could do was listen.

“Liam-“

“No! you don’t get to say anything. I don’t wanna hear another beautiful lie leaving your mouth. I’m done with you!”

“Please-“

“I regret the day I pulled you from Hell! After all, that is where you belong! I wish you could just disappear from my life!” Liam also regrets the words he said the moment they left his mouth. Immediately the anger died out and was replaced with all-consuming guilt. He was stupid enough to take a look on Theo and the scene broke his heart as he saw the single crystal clear tear that was running down chimera’s face. Liam took a deep breath and nearly chocked because of the sticky scent. Sadness. Regret. Pain. He barely could detect the scent. Not that it really mattered. No one was holding him now but all eyes were on him, yet all he can look at was Theo’s hazel green eyes which were full of pain. The pain Liam caused and now had no idea how he could fix all this.

Liam actually opened his mouth to say something, anything, but he couldn’t find the strength to make a noise. And then something caught his attention. Theo’s right hand started turning into dust. The chimera rose his slowly disappearing hand. There was no fear in his eyes nor denying. Just acceptance.

That broke something in Liam.

‘I wish you could just disappear from my life!’ Liam heard his own voice in his head on repeat and that was driving him crazy.

“Theo-” Liam started but this time the chimera interrupted him.

“As you wish, Liam,” he only said and with that completely turned into dust.

Theo Raeken was gone. One moment he was there and next he wasn’t. And the last thing Liam said to him was that he hates him. Theo just died, as Liam assured himself, with the thought that he doesn’t belong here. That the only person he considered as a friend actually can’t stand his guts. This was too much.

For some seconds the room was completely silent.

And then Liam fell on his knees and screamed.

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Hey, that was something new for me to write. Please let me know what you think!

Your opinion is important!

[the-cookie-of-doom]

“Poor Scott was inspired to commit suicide because he had to save everyone but was GUILTED out of it by Stiles instead”

“Poor Scott was inspired to commit suicide because he had to save everyone but was guilted out of it by Stiles instead”

https://princeescaluswords.tumblr.com/post/615021898044243968/a-little-controversial-question-if-the-show#notes

@taylorswiflt: A little controversial question… If the show ever made Scott go dark/evil/make a terrible but necessary decision, how would you want it to happen in a way that would make sense.

@princeescaluswords:

I think we already saw how it would happen in Ouroboros (5x08) with Scott’s violation of Corey’s mind.

Make no mistake, in this scene, Scott betrayed everything he had stood for from Season 1 in a desperate act to save Liam and Hayden. I love this scene, because it laid out that the very things that could push Scott into darkness were also the very source of his strength: his friends, his pack, his family.

Look at the relationships involved in that scene. His father-figure, Deaton, had vanished. The sheriff, who used him as free labor, had arrested his girlfriend for murder. His mother had mouthed some bullshit about ‘I can’t tell you not to be a hero’ and then turned around and demanded he be a hero. Liam had basically made him swear a promise to do anything to protect a girl Liam had started having feelings for a literal week before. That’s on top of the responsibility Scott felt for Liam as beta. Meanwhile, Stiles and Lydia were pulling away, leaving him unsupported. He’s suffering from asthma. Fandom likes to paint Scott as oblivious, but even Scott knew he was losing, and people were dying because Scott wasn’t perfect. In his own words: “I know something’s coming. And all I can think about is how good am I going to be if I can’t even breathe?“

Every single season, Scott had been pushed by the people he cared about to be a super-hero so they didn’t have to be. In Season 1, Stiles literally tortured Scott and then had him beaten by seniors because he’s pissed off, yet then turned around and said “Look, you have something, Scott. Okay? Whether you want it or not, you can do things that nobody else can do. So that means you don’t have a choice anymore. It means you have to do something.” In Season 2, his own mother didn’t talk to him for a week out of horror for his new state, and then when she finally did talk to him like a person, she says “If you can do something to help, then you do it. You have to.”

In Season 3, Scott literally was inspired to commit suicide because he couldn’t take the pressure of having to save everyone. Allison tries to tell him that Derek wasn’t his fault, but he doesn’t believe her, because no one before had ever acted like that was true. Instead, he’s guilted out of suicide by having Stiles insist on dying with him. It was touching, but Stiles’ action didn’t address the underlying problem. By this point, Scott had clearly equated his self worth with being a hero.

Scott was never convinced that it was okay for him to fail as the True Alpha, a power he never asked for and didn’t want. Derek basically crowned him Protector of Beacon Hills and then fucked off to South America. His heart literally stopped and his mother told him that same night “You’ll get them back. You have to.” His best-friend screamed at him “Where were you?” when he had been lying dead. That same mother whispers from her possible death bed “Don’t run. You fight.” The sad part of this is, I could go on with more examples of people equating Scott’s personal value with his lycanthropic status.

No pressure there. /sarcasm

The only three people to ever tell Scott that he doesn’t have to save everyone were Alan Deaton, Chris Argent, and fucking Theo Raeken. Alan Deaton was the only person on the show (leaving romance out of it) to value Scott without preconditions, to like Scott for Scott and not what his powers could accomplish. He’s the one who cautioned Scott about taking on burdens he might not be able to handle. Chris Argent is the only person to treat Scott like he didn’t have to be personally responsible for winning all the time and was willing to put his money where his mouth was by flying from France not to just to help but to also take responsibility.

Look at how Theo in 5A and 5B gets under Scott’s skin. He was the only person to recognize the amount of pressure Scott’s so-called friends and family had put him under. From “You guys do this a lot, don’t you… Get involved.” in A Novel Approach (5x05) to “Just let it happen. Let it go. Let everything go.” in Apotheosis (5x20) Theo recognized that his pack’s requirement that Scott be the hero they needed – without regard for the fact that Scott was just a kid like them – was Scott’s weak spot. And Theo used that, big time.

This all added up, and it never stopped. In the freaking series finale, Scott was confronted by his greatest fear, which wasn’t that he’d die before he went to college or that he’d be perpetually locked in a battle with the supernatural and never have control over his own life, it was that he would fail to protect his friends and family.

You want to imagine a scenario that would drive Scott McCall to the dark side? Take a teenage boy, turn him into a werewolf, and then teach him, repeatedly, that the only way people can love him is if he becomes a flawless paragon of heroism. If he screws up, a person he loves will die in his arms. If he screws up again, another person he loves will be locked away in the desert, maybe forever. If he tries to explain why he failed, sneer at his petty excuse, “You’ll heal.” Make it clear to him that if he doesn’t win all the time, he’s a monster. Then have him lose – welcome to the dark side.

It could have easily gone that way. Imagine what would have happened, if instead of “being lucky this time” as the Sheriff put it, Melissa, Lydia, Mason, Chris, and Rafael had died when Gabe shot up the McCall house in Werewolves of London (6x17). Malia too wrapped up in Peter’s bullshit. Inexplicably, Deaton hadn’t even talked to Scott during 6B. Liam – Angry Wolf – would have held Scott back? We were very close to the scenario you were talking about, right on the screen.

~*~*~

Scott/Posey Stans do really enjoy painting Scott McCall as a whiny crybaby who’s neglected and mistreated by his ungrateful friends because they refuse to recognize how ‘better’ or ‘superior’ he is, don’t they? It’s never Scott’s fault, it’s always someone else’s – doesn’t matter if canon directly contradicts each and every single one of their self-insert power fantasies and delusions

Here’s an example: “I think we already saw how it would happen in Ouroboros (5x08) with Scott’s violation of Corey’s mind. Make no mistake, in this scene, Scott betrayed everything he had stood for from Season 1 in a desperate act to save Liam and Hayden. I love this scene because it laid out that the very things that could push Scott into darkness were also the very source of his strength: his friends, his pack, his family”

Pew tries to justify Scott’s disgusting violation of Corey by painting it as a selfless, heroic act, and claims that Scott did it to save Liam and Hayden. But canon explicitly shows us that Scott lashed out at Corey (“You’ll heal!”) to make himself feel better about using Hayden as bait against the dread doctors without her explicit consent, and that Hayden (Liam’s girlfriend) was literally DYING because of him. So no, what Scott did to Corey in Teen Wolf Season 5A was neither selfless nor heroic: it’s just abuse.

The most hilarious thing though is that any Teen Wolf fan who watched the actual show can easily dismantle every single lie Pew spews in this post – and on his blog in general – with canon receipts

Especially that delusional “Stiles and Lydia were pulling away, leaving Scott unsupported”, “Every single season Scott had been pushed by the people he cared about to be a super-hero so they didn’t have to be”, “Scott literally was inspired to commit suicide because he couldn’t take the pressure of having to save everyone. Instead, he’s guilted out of suicide by having Stiles insist on dying with him”, “Scott was never convinced that it was okay for him to fail as the True Alpha, a power he never asked for and didn’t want. Derek basically crowned him Protector of Beacon Hills and then fucked off to South America”, AND “Theo recognized that his pack’s requirement that Scott be the hero they needed was Scott’s weak spot” garbage

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COOKIE

I’m sorry but. Scott was inspired to commit suicide because he couldn’t take the pressure? 

No. Full stop. 

Scott, BOYD, and ETHAN(? was it the other one?) tried to commit themselves because they were magically compelled to. It had nothing to do with Scott’s supposed “self-lessness”. And I’m sorry, but only PEW would take Stiles risking his own human life to save Scott, whom he loved like a brother, as a fucking guilt trip. I am more convinced than ever that this bitter old man has never had a friend in his life. 

[formerprincess]

A tale written with fangs and claws || Chapter 51

Chapters: 51/? Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Liam Dunbar/Theo Raeken, Corey Bryant/Mason Hewitt Characters: Liam Dunbar, Theo Raeken, Mason Hewitt, Corey Bryant, Nolan (Teen Wolf) Additional Tags: Alpha Liam Dunbar, Slow Build, Friends to Lovers, Dunbar Pack, Bisexual Liam Dunbar, Werewolf Theo Raeken, Alpha Theo Raeken, Canon-Typical Violence, Smut, Mates, Liam and Theo are mates, Top Theo Raeken, Bottom Theo Raeken, Top Liam, Bottom Liam Dunbar Series: Part 1 of Morning Dew Pack

The pack follows the invitation of Brett's and Liam's long lost aunt but not everything is as it appears to be. And then something happens that makes the pack lose the ground under their feet...

Liam arrived at the house and he was extremely happy all seemed quiet. That meant his pack was not currently fighting the hyenas. In his current state of mind, Liam probably would have ripped a hyena or two apart. 

He parked his car in the driveway and walked over to the front door which opened and revealed Theo leaning in the doorframe. The Beta just smiled sadly at his mate and then opened his arms. Liam didn’t need another invitation and just stepped into the embrace. That’s what he needed right now. He was still sad he had to leave Landon behind and he already missed his little one, even though he just had left him behind some hours ago.  “This sucks, hm?” Theo mumbled and stroked over Liam’s back.  Liam hummed affirmatively. “If I see the hyenas I will punch them!” “We will gladly let you punch them. Now come on, you need to eat something after two long drives.” “I’m not hungry,” Liam mumbled stubbornly. He tightened his hold on Theo. That was currently the only thing grounding him.  “Okay, no food then but come inside, maybe drink something or just chat with your pack,” Theo coaxed him gently. He didn’t wait for Liam to answer and just gently pulled Liam inside and into the kitchen. 

Mason waited there, Nolan was currently eating an apple. “Welcome back. Is Landon okay?” Mason questioned.  Liam nodded. “He immediately made friends with the other kids so I know he will be fine.” “Are you okay?” Mason continued.  Liam sighed and dropped down in a chair at the table. “I have to, right? There are hyenas we have to take care of.” “It’s still okay to take a little break and allow yourself to breathe,” Nolan chimed in.  Liam just groaned and ran his hand through his hair. “I know.”  Brett stepped into the kitchen. “Hey, you’re back. You okay?” Liam just grumbled. He knew his friends were just worried about him but he wasn’t in the mood to answer the okay question every single time. Brett seemed to understand it because he didn’t pressure and just grabbed himself a banana from the fruit bowl. Liam watched him and Nolan exchange shy smiles but then act like everything was totally normal between them and something inside him snapped.  “That is ridiculous! Nolan, Brett likes you more than just as a friend. Brett, Nolan likes you more than just as a friend. Here are 20 dollars, go and have a coffee date and talk about the feelings you have for each other because we have other problems at hand than your romantic tension.” He pulled the money from his wallet and held it out for Nolan to take. Both men stared at him and the Alpha flashed his eyes. “Go!” “At this point, I would take the money and go,” Theo advised them and Nolan gave Brett a helpless look before he snatched the money from Liam’s hand and both bailed out of the kitchen and into the garage.  Mason raised both eyebrows. “That was matchmaking the Liam way.” “Anybody else needs some life advice? I’m currently in a good mood!” Liam exclaimed grimly. Theo and Mason stared at him, then they shook their heads.  “Good.”

He left the kitchen and stomped back to his and Theo’s room. Theo followed him. “Want to talk about it?” Liam interlaced his fingers in the back of his neck. He stood still for a moment before he sighed deeply. “That was rude of me, I know.” “Nah, maybe it helped these two to get their heads out of their asses. I don’t think they’ll mind, especially not when they actually start dating.”  “It was still uncalled for. I’m usually better than that.” “Liam, you are still human and you had to make a heartbreaking decision. Nobody in this house will hold it against you when you get stressed and grumpy. Don’t be so hard on yourself. We talked about this once, you are allowed to show negative emotions. It makes you much more relatable to us Betas, okay? Because we see that even our strong Alpha has his moments and it’s okay to have them.” He stared at his mate. “Really?” Theo nodded. “Yeah.” Liam fell down on the bed. “I hate the hyenas for making me feel like shit,” he complained and stared at the ceiling.  The bed dipped and Theo joined him. “I get you. But we will overcome this as well, we always do.” 

The couple laid next to each other and stared at their ceiling without saying something for a while.  “Do you think we have yet another bloody fight in front of us?” Liam questioned after a while.  “I don’t know. Those hyenas are obscure and when they’re really as cowardly as Peter described them, I don’t know how they will act. I’d go with the initial plan, to continue with our lives and ignore them and if they show their ugly mugs, we will take action.” “A part of me still hopes we can sit that one out and they are all talk and no action,” Liam confessed.  “Maybe,” Theo murmured. 

Liam rolled on his side and draped one arm over Theo’s stomach. “I’m happy to have you by my side.” Theo raised a hand and gently stroked over Liam’s neck. “You’ll always have me, I’m not leaving your side.” They smiled and Liam moved closer to Theo. “I miss Landon,” he whispered when he put his head on his boyfriend’s chest. “I know, I miss him too. But he will come home soon.” “Mm, I hope so.” 

****** After he and Theo chilled on the bed for a while, Liam had taken the dogs to the garden where he groomed them. Not only did they grow a lot but they also needed some caring so their fur stayed shiny and healthy. Koda wasn’t really a fan of standing still for a while but Liam’s only needed to flash his eyes and he obeyed. Even the dogs had accepted him as the Alpha. Aka, on the other hand, loved to get groomed and wagged his tail happily.  “You are really pretty dogs, you know that. Two pretty good boys,” Liam praised them and fed them both a goodie when he was done. He freed the brush from any dog hair. Doing it outside helped not to have too many dog hair into the house and all over the place. Now he just needed to wash his hands, these dog goodies just smelled awful. The dogs seemed to like them so Liam guessed they were tasty but their smell made him nauseous and he hated it when his hands smelled like it. 

He entered the kitchen when Nolan and Brett came home. “Oh, hey,” he greeted his two Betas while he turned on the faucet at the kitchen sink and scrubbed his hands with smell-dispelling kitchen soap.  “Hey.” Nolan actually blushed.  “Hey, guys, uhm, guess I have to say sorry for being so harsh earlier on. I was just annoyed and you two got the brunt of it. I’m sorry.” “No, it’s actually fine, we needed a push,” Brett actually confessed.  “Oh?” Liam made a curious sound while he grabbed a towel and dried his hands. “So your date had been a success?” “Well, we talked a lot and we decided to go on a second date. We’re not together yet but we came to the conclusion to try dating and see if this works out,” Brett explained.  Nolan took over from him and added: “Right, to see if this works out or if we’re better off as friends. It was a nice evening and we probably would have never talked about it if you had not blurted it out.” “I admit, a part of me was pissed at you for telling my secret at first but then I heard Nolan also had feelings for me and you actually became my best friend.” Brett grinned.  “I’m his best friend.” Mason walked into the kitchen and defended his position in Liam’s life. “You can have my sloppy seconds.” “How generous,” Brett joked and Liam laughed. After he had been so mad when he came home, being surrounded by his pack and the talk with Theo helped him calm down again. There was nothing about the current situation he could change and he knew Landon was safe, so it probably was the best he could make out of this for the time being. 

****** The thing with the hyenas was, they dropped off the radar. The next following days there were no sightings from them, you didn’t hear or smell them, and no pack member felt watched. Liam didn’t know if he should cry or laugh at that. Had they really just left town again after one meeting with Liam and Theo? Had Liam be right and they were all just talk and no action? He didn’t know and he complained loudly about it when Scott called and asked if they were okay. 

“And now they’re gone and we have no idea what to make out of this. What the hell? I mean, really? I don’t want to fight again but this is underwhelming.”  Liam paced back and forth in front of the table in the library. Theo sat in the desk chair, feet propped up on the table and watched him, Corey, Ever, and Mason sat on the couch and listened to what came over the speaker of Liam’s phone on the table.  “I told you they are sneaky. They played mind games with you and you fell for it,” Peter exclaimed and Liam shrieked. “Peter’s here again,” Scott announced and the young Alpha rolled his eyes.  “Yeah, thanks for telling me this before he spoke!” Peter didn’t even listen to Liam’s complaint. “Did you hear me? The hyenas tricked you. You’re not really good at mind games, are you?” Liam glared at the phone and then stuck his tongue out. It coaxed a chuckle from his Second Alpha, his emissary, his consultant, and his shaman.  “So they’re gone, we should assume?” Ever summed up what Peter had said.  “Well, are they still terrorizing you?” Peter retorted.  “No, they’re literally gone, vanquished from the face of the earth,” Corey replied.  “See? I don’t see any use in discussing this any further. Don’t you have other stuff to worry about? Aren’t you in college? Go to the library, read for once, learn something.” “What is this? Daddy Peter’s advice column?” Theo questioned.  “They’re ungrateful. I have better things to do,” Peter informed Scott and they could hear his steps moving away.   “I actually have to go too, Liam, he is my ride. Talk to you soon. Peter, wait!” Scott ended the call while he hurried after his future father-in-law. 

Liam ran both hands through his hair in frustration and paced faster back and forth until Theo grabbed him by the hips and pulled him in his lap.  “Your opinion? Is Peter right, the hyenas just tricked us?” Theo seemingly decided to moderate the discussion.  “It is so lame,” Liam whined. “They follow us for a while and then they act like total assholes but then they leave without a word. Why?” “There is the possibility they did some research and figured out how large your pack really is. You know, an Alpha gets stronger the larger the pack is, so there is a high chance they realized they had bitten off more than they could chew with the Morning Dew Pack and left town with their tails between their legs,” Mason surmised.  “Do you really feel that’s the case from your deepest gut feeling?” Liam asked the Betas.  “Peter said hyenas are not big fighters unless they have to do it. From what we know we had the three guys in the club and the two girls, the guy at the gym and then the two other girls and three guys at the coffee shop. From the appearances of every hyena, they were all different people so the group contained eleven weres,” Theo counted. “Eleven hyenas against the Morning Dew Pack? Please, I bet they bailed the fuck out of town.” “Cowardly little ankle biters.” Corey also agreed with the theory of the hyenas getting scared.  “You said they might be all talk and no action yourself. It seems like you had been right,” Theo told Liam and let his fingertips dance over Liam’s back.  Liam shivered at the nice feeling but shrugged. “I don’t know. I was attuned to a fight and now nothing? This is hard to believe.” “Sometimes even this pack gets lucky. None of us wants to pick a fight when they don’t have to. Those hyenas got scared and left without so much of a fuss. We got lucky,” Ever assured Liam and smiled softly.  He sighed. “Hopefully you’re right. All things point to this, hm?” “Yeah. Stop worrying, Alpha.” Mason smiled at Liam as well and he returned the smile.  “Okay.” “Does that mean you’re bringing Landon back now, Liam?” Corey questioned.  Liam hesitated. Could he bring Landon home now? Was this a smart move? “I don’t think so. Not until I know for sure the hyenas are gone. There is something easier about attending college, sitting in my classes, and knowing Landon is safe. There were so many moments back in Beacon Hills when I wanted to send my parents out of town to keep them safe. That’s how it is when you fight bad supernatural creatures. Until I know for sure, 100% sure, I won’t bring Landon back, he finally decided.  “I understand that.” Mason nodded. “Though it’s still a little bit sad. I miss the little guy.” “Oh boy,” Liam sighed, “I miss him too.”

****** “Here, you can put these in the freezer and these in the pantry.” Liam handed Tim some bags with frozen food and some cans. He just had come home from a shopping trip and enlisted his friends to help him. Brett was also one of the helpers and was currently returning from where he had carried a big sack of potatoes and a smaller sack of onions into the kitchen.  Liam now grabbed the remaining bags and carried them into the kitchen.  “In this bag over there are just things you don’t need to cool, you can sort them into the shelves and the pantry. I will sort the things into the fridge.” With how much he had brought to feed his pack he surely needed help if he didn’t want to spend a good amount of time on it by himself. 

While they put the groceries away, Lori wandered into the kitchen with her laptop in her hands. “Brett, I found aunt Pam over social media. She doesn’t live far from us.” “Really? That’s awesome. Was she happy to hear from us or didn’t you contact her yet?” “No, I sent her a message and she responded. She is very happy we found her again and would like to stay in contact.” Lori clicked away on her computer.  “Who is Pam?” Liam asked curiously.  “Our aunt, our mother’s sister,” Brett explained.  It amazed Liam. “I thought all your family died?” “Our parents did and we couldn’t live with aunt Pam.”Lori sounded sad about this. Liam figured there was a story behind that. “May I ask why you couldn’t live with her?” “Pam was the kind of person who always needed someone else to tell her what to do. First, it was her sister, later on, her boyfriends. She couldn’t live alone and constantly followed what somebody else told her. It drove our mother nuts and when mom and dad died Pam simply wasn’t able to take care of us,” Lori laid out the family history. “But now we live here and Brett and I thought it would be nice to reach out to her. We haven’t met in years. I told her about our new pack.” A little ping sound came from her computer and she oohed. “She replied.” Lori scrolled down to the message and read it. “She also lives with a pack and talked to her Alpha. Her Alpha’s name is Kirsty and they invite our pack to visit them. Can we visit them, Liam?” She typed on her computer. “It’s only a four-hour drive. Please, Liam.” “Meeting aunt Pam again would be cool. Please say yes, Liam,” Brett pleaded alongside his sister.  It wasn’t really a lot to think about. The hyenas still had not shown their faces in town again and the pack had completely resumed their daily tasks and lives so why not? “I can’t think about anything speaking against it. A little time out of town might be good for us.” He nodded. “Tell your aunt we’re gladly following the invite.”

And so the pack found themselves on the road to meet the other pack once the weekend rolled around. Lori and her aunt had messaged a bit back and forth and Pam had told her niece her pack lived after quite a few rules. They were mostly farmers and craftsman and lived all together on one big farmlike area. Therefore the rules made sense, they had to till the fields and take care of the animals to have enough gain to sell and live off it at the same time. Liam imagined it quite rural but nice nonetheless.  When they arrived at the farm, he realized how right he had been. Leading to the houses were large pasturages for horses and cows; when they got out of the car he heard chickens and goats and he saw several fields full of corn and plantations. 

A tiny woman with her brown hair in a long braided ponytail waited for them in front of one of the houses and Liam guessed this had to be Pam. She smiled but the long white dress she wore made her tiny frame look even smaller than she probably was.  “Brett, Lori, so good to see you.” She hugged her nephew and her niece and the family celebrated meeting again after years.  “We missed you, aunt Pam, there is so much we have to catch up on with,” Lori told her and wiped her happy tears away when they broke the embrace.  A boy with brown hair and around the age of Landon opened the door and stepped outside. “Are those Lori and Brett and their pack?” He asked.  Pam turned around. “They are. Come here, Zack, let me introduce you.”  He followed and came closer. “This is my son Zack,” Pam introduced him to his cousins.  “Oh, hi little man, nice to meet you.” Brett smiled at his little cousin.  "He is ten. His father is not with us but that is okay, Kirsty takes great care of us and accepted us in her pack years ago. I am very happy here,” Pam told the pack and went to shake everyone’s hand. The core pack introduced themselves and Theo used it to lean closer to Liam.  “How happy can you really be when you have to underline you are happy?” He whispered. Frankly, Liam had to agree, but he still gave Theo a semi-serious warning look. “Be nice!” “I’m always nice, puppy,” Theo smirked and Liam gave him a quick kiss. 

A lean woman around the age of forty stepped out of the biggest of the houses and marched over. She may be lean but her steps were full of determination. Her posture made sure she was a woman knowing what she wanted and she probably rarely took No for an answer. Her skin was tanned from working outside and her arms were toned. She wore a green-plaid shirt with short sleeves and simple jeans and her brunette hair was put up in a strict ponytail.  “Pam, you should introduce us,” she said and while her tone was calm it was clear she was giving an order. Pam looked guilty.  “I am sorry, of course, I should. This is our Alpha Kirsty. She was the one who allowed me to invite you.” “Because I like to meet new packs.” Kirsty smiled and took the core pack in. “Where is your Alpha?” Liam raised his hand. “I’m the Alpha.”  Her eyebrow twitched and she got an amused look on her face. “You are very young.” “I get that a lot.” Liam played it off. “I am Liam, by the way. Thank you for the invite.” “Nice to meet you, Alpha Liam.” She grasped his hand in a tight grip and shook it.  “Likewise. This is my pack.” Liam introduced the members of his pack but really Kirsty just smiled neutrally and didn’t show any pleasure in meeting them. 

Kirsty pointed to the main house. “You can eat with us, the food is ready.” Again, it was more an order than an invitation but they were all hungry from the long drive and so they eagerly followed her to the house.  Right in front of the door, Pam stopped so suddenly Brett almost crashed into her. Kirsty nodded approvingly and then she stepped into the house as the first one.  “What the hell?” Brett muttered and Pam looked at him.  “The Alpha always steps into a room first. Don’t you know that?” Liam felt every single one of his Betas stare at him and he really could not blame them. That was odd. But other packs, other customs, right? He didn’t know how to deal with it but he also didn’t want to insult the other pack so he followed after Kirsty before the Betas stepped in.  The room was a large dining room with a long table. Kirsty sat at the head of the table and pointed at the seat to her right. “Liam, please sit down.”  He noticed several men and women in the open kitchen. It gave him some cafeteria feeling the way they stood at the stoves and had big pots and pans. “Smells delicious in here,” he complimented.  Kirsty nodded graciously. “My betas know how to cook.” “I love to cook as well. It’s fun to do it for a pack.” Liam laughed softly. “And my Betas enjoy what I dish out.” His friends affirmed but Kirsty stared at him and so did the people of her pack who were not in the kitchen and had also taken a seat at the table.  “You cook for the pack?” Kirsty sounded absolutely taken aback by that. “Yeah.” Liam made it clear he saw no problem with that but he had a suspicion where this was going.  “The Betas should cook for the Alpha, not the other way around. That’s how it should be.” Whoop, there it was. Liam forced a polite smile. “My Betas are my family, not my servants. But I think this is up to every Alpha to decide that for themselves.” Kirsty didn’t reply but snapped her fingers. “It’s time for the food.” And her Betas complied and brought the food to the table before they sat down. It came to no surprise Kirsty was the first one to fill her plate and Liam felt how tense his pack was. They all were on some unknown ground here, their dinners and lunches were far more relaxed since Liam didn’t care who got food first, but now they were guests and had to follow the rules. It didn’t feel good to be the second one to eat after Kirsty prompted him to do so and only then see the Betas dig into their food. 

“Tell me about your pack,” Kirsty requested after a while.  Liam checked the bite he had taken. “Well, I’m the Alpha. Theo here is my mate and also the Headbeta in charge when I’m not there. Then we have Mason, our emissary...” “Your Headbeta in charge?” Kirsty chortled.  “I’m his Headbeta. When he’s not around, I take over as the Alpha,” Theo affirmed.  Kirsty shook her head with a laugh. “There is no such thing as a Heabeta in charge. If an Alpha cannot rule their pack on their own then they are not the right one for the job. Betas are just Betas.” She gave Liam and Theo a patronizing smile. “But you are still so young, you will learn that over time.” “Uh, uh,” Theo said dryly. Liam looked at his boyfriend. Theo’s green eyes watched her in a mixture of anger, resentment, but also the cold assessment he had shown for years. He didn’t like the lady one bit and was currently looking for anything to crack her code, find something he could find to bring her to her knees. Figuratively and if things were going south even literally.  Brett cleared his throat. “So, aunt Pam, tell us about your life.” She shushed him. “The Alphas are talking!” Brett stared at his aunt as if she had personally offended him then he stared into thin air. He hated this as much as Liam did. 

The mood was tense afterward and while Kirsty later allowed her Betas to talk with Liam’s pack, he realized his friends were timid to exchange any information. They likely would all be happy when they were on their way back home. 

When lunch was over Kirsty invited them for a walk around the farm to show what her pack was doing for a living. Liam accepted because he didn’t want to be impolite. Maybe then Brett and Lori could talk to their aunt and get to know their cousin better. That’s why they were here for, after all. Kirsty showed them the stables and where they stored what they needed to feed the animals, showed them that they turned some of the fruits they harvested into jelly, the whole nine yards before she allowed the group to disperse a bit. “Liam, I’d love to have a talk with you from Alpha to Alpha. It is always interesting to interchange things.”  She was right about that one, the first time Liam could whole-heartedly agree with her, so he nodded. “I’d love to.” Great. Come into my office, we can have some homemade tea.” 

She led Liam into the smallest building on the area and Liam realized it was just a shed Kirsty had turned into her office with large shelves full of books and documents, a large desk and two armchairs. Kirsty closed the door after Liam stepped in and smiled politely.  “The tea should be here any minute.” “It’s fine.” Liam didn’t mind the wait. It was still strange how her Betas served her. “You have a very nice office. Didn’t expect it to be that big from the outside.” “Many things can be deceiving,” Kirsty just answered without really answering Liam.  He stepped to one of the big windows. You could see the orchards from here.  “You have an admirable pack,” Kirsty praised.  “Thank you. I am very proud of every single one of my Betas.” Liam smiled. “You have a beautiful view from here.” “I am sure you are proud of your Betas. They will be a good addition to my pack.” If this was a movie scene you probably would have heard a record scratch. Liam felt the hairs in the back of his neck raise up and he slowly turned to face Kirsty. “What do you mean? My Betas are no addition to your pack. We will get into our cars later on and leave again.” She shook her head and raised her chin. “I am not permitting other packs on my territory.” “You invited us!” Liam felt his IED spike up.  “I surely did.” Kirsty’es eyes flashed. “But I never said you could leave again.” He growled and shook his head. “I am not leaving my Betas with you! If you really think that, you’re absolutely delusional!” “I’m not asking you to do it. You will do it. How do you think I gathered that many Betas around me? Surely not because I asked nicely.” “And what did you do to the Alphas?” The moment he asked, Liam already knew the answer.  “I’m sure you already know what happened to them.” She laughed grimly and showed off her fangs.  Liam flashed his own eyes and his claws grew. “You killed every other Alpha. That is disgusting. I just don’t get why you invited us here. Is this your perverted game or what?” “When Pam told me her nephew and her niece were part of a pack with such a young Alpha, I laughed. You are twenty, you are a child! You don’t deserve to be an Alpha! That is ridiculous.” “I am so sick and tired of people constantly attacking me because of my age! You people need to learn not to be so superficial. Anyway, this Alpha here won’t attack you since this is clearly what you want. My mom taught me not to hit women. So I will gather my Betas and we will leave now!! 

Liam brushed past her on his way to the door when she grabbed him and threw him on the floor. With a sullen smile, she towered over him.  “I don’t think you understand. This place here, you will never leave. You don’t have a say in this!” Liam glared at her from his position on the floor. “And you don’t seem to understand how much of a shitty Alpha you are. Your Betas don’t respect or support you, they probably don’t even like you, they just fear you.” He pulled himself together and got up. “And like I said, I am fed up with people thinking they can take advantage of me. You messed with the wrong one, lady.”

The punch came out of nowhere and Liam was kind of mad at himself for neglecting his guard. It sent him stumbling and when he wiped his nose it was bleeding. “Okay, I changed my mind about fighting. My mom said not to hit women but she didn’t say something about psychotic assholes like you. Funny, lately every psychotic asshole I meet is female. I don’t know what that says about you but here we go.” He dodged the next punch and grabbed her arm to twist it. Kirsty snarled and snapped at him. Like Liam himself, he had shifted partially and sported fangs, claws, and fur on her face. When Liam tried to avoid her biting him she used her chance to tackle him to the ground and the Alphas started punching and scratching each other. 

Things crashed from the desk to the floor when they knocked against it while they rolled around on the floor. Kirsty wrapped one hand around Liam’s throat and the tip of her claws dug into the skin while she applied pressure. Liam struggled and tried to reach anything to help him. His fingers brushed a large book and he slowly inched it slower to himself before he could grab it. Hitting Kirsty over the head didn’t help on the first try but the second one did the charm and Liam could kick her off himself and sent her to the ground.  Rubbing his throat Liam came to his feet again and roared. She was strong, given her age and how many Alphas she killed, she was an Alpha herself for so many years, but he still knew he could beat her. Dying today was not an option! 

Before Kirsty even fully came back from getting hit, Liam jumped her and roared into her face. She struggled against his hold and the two crashed against the shelves. Books rained down on them but the fighting werewolves didn’t care. The punches got harder, intended to hurt more and more. Claws ripped clothing apart and at one point Kirsty’s claws sunk into Liam’s side. He gasped out and the bitch used it to headbutt him and get out of his hold. 

It created separation for the two of them and she held her bleeding shoulder. Liam had not realized he had injured her there but he didn’t feel sorry in the slightest. She roared at him and lunged out but Liam stepped aside. His grey t-shirt was soaked with his blood at the point she had inserted her claws into his flesh and his head pounded. He ignored it for now and rather jumped over the table to continue the fight with Kirsty. 

Throwing her over his hip in a judo throw he heard her gasp out in pain and used her momentarily weakness to grab both arms and pull them back. Her muscles strained and joints popped but it restrained her for now. “I give you one last chance to let me and my pack leave! You’re not the first Alpha I fight. It is your decision.” “You are no match for me. Stupid little boy! I will kill you and throw your mortal remains into the pit, just like I did with all the other Alphas before!” Kirsty struggled in his hold.  Liam felt a strange sense of connection to the dead Alphas. He had not known them, he didn’t know how many she had killed, but he mourned them. They had not known what they had gotten themselves into, just like Liam had not known it. He just hoped they had been able to find peace after they had found their demise at her hands.  Kirsty had managed to get one arm free and slammed her elbow between his rips. Liam groaned and let go of her. She twisted around and pressed his face to the floor.  “Told you, I’m stronger,” she crooned. In her mind, she already was the victor.  “Go fuck yourself, devil’s child,” Liam spat out. Then he hissed when she grabbed him by his neck and used all of her strength. If she put more pressure on, she would be able to break Liam’s neck.  “My pack contains your pack until I show up and tell them they’re my Betas now. They have no choice and if anybody riots, I will kill them too.” “My Betas will never accept you as their Alpha.” He saw their faces in front of his eyes. Every single one of them was a source of power for Liam. They were the reason he was the Alpha he was today, they and the people at the lake. They all had been partial in Liam’s development, with their personalities and the love they had to give. They shared this bond with Liam and with each other and this made his pack so strong.  His claws scraped over the wooden floor and then Liam used all of his strength to raise up and shake her off. She stumbled against one of her armchairs. Liam sat up and rubbed his neck. It hurt like a bitch. Any injury from an Alpha would take longer to heal so he already knew this would be painful in the next few days. 

Before Kirsty even managed to get to her feet on her own, Liam dragged her up and slammed her against the wall. Now his claws dug into the skin on her throat and his eyes were blazing. “You think I’m not a real Alpha? You are not a real Alpha because you’re nothing else than a killer! And killers are not accepted by me or my pack!”  He dragged her away from the wall and grabbed her arm. His grip was tight and he felt the bones breaking. Kirsty howled in pain but still struggled and fought against the younger Alpha.  She grabbed a table lamp and Liam barely dodged getting hit over the head. Luckily he managed to grab the lamp and wrench it out of her grip. “You now need tools to fight me? Guess you’re not  as strong as you think.” He shoved her away and she hit the corner of her desk painfully before dropping to the floor. She looked daggers at him. “If you think you’re stronger, then kill me, little boy.” Liam dropped the lamp. “I’m not you,” he corrected her. “You must know that.” She barked out a laugh and wiped away the blood running down her temple. “You are as weak as I thought you are.”  “Call me whatever you want, I can still look at myself in the mirror.” “You won’t have a chance to do that again!”

Her next attack Liam had almost expected. She jumped up and went for another tackle. Only this time Liam was faster and sidestepped her but kicked up. His knee collided with her stomach and she huffed loudly. Her claws scratched his tight and the Alphas were back at it again at another brawl. “Bad idea!” Liam growled into her face, voice deeper with the Alpha tone in there. She snapped at him and he snapped back. The longer they fought, the more desperate it became. She wanted to kill Liam and Liam knew he had to put an end to this when he wanted to survive. It meant collecting the remaining power he had left in him, ignore the exhaustion and the pain from his injuries. 

It took one wrong step from Kirsty and then everything happened fastly. Liam pushed her off and threw her against the door. The wood shattered and Kirsty crashed through it outside.  She landed on the ground in the remains of the door and didn’t move for several seconds. When Liam finally stepped over the threshold she twitched but didn’t get up to full height again. His pack came running around the corner, followed by Kirsty’s Betas. Liam looked down at the wounded Alpha on the ground.  “Look at that, you’re on the ground and I’m standing tall. According to your rules, I am supposed to kill you now, right? Because I’m the stronger Alpha.” He snarled. “But I’m not like you. You are nothing more than a killer. I am better than you and I will spare you. I don’t care what happens to you, just know that: My pack will leave and if anyone of your Betas wants to leave as well, you will let them. If I ever hear you’re returning to your terror regime again, I will slash your throat.”  Kirsty stared up at him and slowly nodded. A few members of her pack stepped up.  “We will take care of her,” one man said.  “Don’t kill her. Be better than her,” Liam pleaded and they nodded before they helped Kirsty up and led her away. 

Only when she was gone, Liam allowed himself to lean against the wall and slid down on it to sit on the ground.  “Liam!” Theo was next to him in a flash, Mason not far behind. “You’re bleeding.” Liam grimaced and looked down at the wet patch of his shirt. “Yeah, she sunk her claws in.” Theo gently grasped his face and turned it so Liam looked at him. “This will become a shiner.” He tenderly traced around Liam’s left ear. A tissue came into Liam’s field of vision, courtesy of Sadie, and Theo gently wiped away the blood from Liam’s nose and from a cut over his eye.  “You fought an Alpha!” “She wanted to kill me and add you to her pack. Didn’t take no for an answer. What was I supposed to do?” His Betas nodded. “We were told the same thing. Her Betas said they couldn’t let us interfere and kept us from helping you,” Maya explained.  Tim sniffled. “Liam, can I hug you?” “If you don’t mind getting blood on your shirt,” Liam joked meekly. Tim shook his head, knelt down, and wrapped his arms around Liam.  “I never knew how bad other Alphas can be but I am so happy I have you as an Alpha.” “Yeah,” the other pack members of the core pack agreed.  Lori blinked against her own tears. “I am so sorry. We had no idea this would happen.” “This isn’t your fault. Nobody could know this would happen,” Liam calmed her. Pam suddenly let out a loud sob. “I did. It was her plan all along and she said to invite you. That’s what she always did, lure packs here and then kill the Alpha.” Brett glared at his aunt. “Are you insane? Why did you help her?” “I am sorry. She forced me!” Pam wailed.  “One of my best friends almost died today because you cannot stand your ground! Get a grip, woman!” “Brett!” Liam cut in and slowly got to his feet. Theo didn’t let go of him and wrapped his arm around Liam’s waist. “I’m not dead.” Brett looked at him, eyes full of emotions.” “But you came close to dying today,” he said brokenly. Nolan silently reached out and squeezed Brett’s hand.  Pam whimpered. “I know what I did was wrong but I was so scared of her. Nobody ever managed to defeat her before.” “The question is, do you want to stay here?” Lori asked her aunt.  Pam shrugged. “I don’t know. Where else should I go? I have nothing else than this.” “You have a son and he doesn’t deserve to grow up in such a repressive environment,” Liam reminded her. “But if you want, we have a place we can bring you. The rest of our pack can help you get your own place and maybe a job. But only if you want to come with us.” “You should leave, Pam,” a woman from Pam’s pack said. “We are also leaving, it is better for the children. We have relatives in Florida and we will leave as soon as we can. Think about Zack.” Pam sobbed and Sadie handed her a tissue too. “Zack deserves better. For him, I will try to start a new life somewhere else. I don’t want to live in fear anymore. Can you forgive me, Brett, Lori?” “We are family and family forgives.” Brett shrugged. “And can you forgive me as well?” Pam asked Liam.  “If I didn’t forgive you, I would have not invited you to live with my pack. But if you want to leave with us, you better pack fast. I want to leave this place as soon as possible.”

She nodded and then hurried to gather her things and her son. Quite some Betas packed their things and got ready to leave. Liam could understand that. Kirsty had terrorized them all and with her being defeated, they finally could be free. “You have a car?” Brett questioned when his aunt finally loaded her stuff into a little car.  “It’s mine; old but good. I will follow your cars. Zack, get in.” Her son climbed into his seat and then turned to stare at Liam.  “Thank you for defeating the evil Alpha. She was scary.” Liam chuckled. “You’re welcome.”

****** The initial plan had been to drive straight back to Seattle but now they’d make a detour to the lake. While on the road, Liam phoned Byron and explained what had happened.  “I know I’m continuously bringing new people for you to take care of but that way her son gets a semi-normal life at least. As normal as a werewolf boy can be.”  Byron laughed. “That’s what an Alpha is supposed to do. I’m proud of you. We will happily await your arrival. I know somebody who is very eager to see you.” “Tell Landon Hi and I see him soon.” Liam ended the call and rubbed his temples. “My head hurts.” “You probably have a concussion,” Theo speculated.  “A concussion would heal shortly after it happened.” “You said Kirsty headbutted you. A headbutt from an Alpha surely leaves some damage for a while. You should try to sleep.” “I will be fine.” Liam leaned against the window at the passenger side and watched the road flew by. 

He didn’t mean to but a few minutes later he fell asleep and only woke up shortly before they reached the lake. He rubbed his eyes. “Feeling better?” Theo inquired.  “My headache’s duller,” Liam replied.  Theo kept his eyes on the road but reached over and took Liam’s hand in his. “I felt your emotions spike and your anger but also your fear. I got so scared and then the other wolves said they wouldn’t let us to you and I felt like losing it. I almost punched a guy. I felt your pain.” “I will be fine. In a few days. The wounds will take a while to heal but I will be okay. Don’t worry, okay? I am sorry I scared you.” Theo just kissed the back of Liam’s hand. He didn’t need words to convey his emotions. “There’s the lake!” Mike called out and they all watched their second home appear in front of their eyes.  “This is so beautiful,” Lori mumbled and took some pictures with her phone.  “It is.” Liam was excited to be back and to see Landon. Now that they were here, they could also take him home. The hyenas seemed gone so he saw no problem with finally reuniting. 

They parked in front of Lana’s and Byron’s cabin where Lana, Byron, and Shana already awaited them. “Figured you would look like that after fighting another Alpha,” Shana greeted Liam and hugged him before handing him a tube. “Put these on your injuries and they will heal faster. It’s just some herbals, nothing chemical.” “Thanks.” Liam smiled at her and then hugged Lana and Byron. “I let her live. Was this a smart move?” Liam asked Byron.  Byron hummed. “This is difficult to decide. No matter her motivations, she’s still a living person, and you are not the type of person to randomly kill. She would have deserved it in the grand scheme of things, but from a character-wise point of view I think you did the right thing.” “Thank you.” Liam smiled at the man he came to love like his own grandfather. “Those are Pam and Zack, they belonged to Kirsty’s pack but I’d love to have them here.” Pam shook Byron’s, Lana’s, and Shana’s hands. “It is very nice to meet you. This is my son Zack. Thank you for offering us a place to stay.” “I’m sure you will be a nice addition to our pack. Welcome to the lake and in the Morning Dew Pack.” Shana smiled at her. 

“Liam!” The excited scream came from the lake and Landon was running towards the group. “Liam! Liam! Liam!” He practically catapulted himself at his brother and hugged him tightly. Liam laughed and hugged Landon back.  “Hey, buddy, missed me as much as I missed you?” “I missed you so much! Living here is nice but I missed you!”  Liam smiled and kissed his brother on top of his head. When Landon looked up, he realized his big brother was injured.  “You’re hurt!” “Yeah, I was fighting a bad person.” He didn’t want to worry Landon but his little brother held up his finger, indicating for Liam to wait, and ran into his house. When he returned, he held a pack of bandaids.  “I only found the ones with comic cats on it, I’m sorry.” “It will be fine.” Liam leaned down and let Landon put one bandaid over the cut on his face. When he straightened to his full height, he saw Theo’s amused face and grinned at his mate.  “You are bleeding! Why are you bleeding? How badly are you hurt?” “Landon, I am sure Liam is fine. Alphas can survive that. He is fine,” Lana told the child and Liam nodded.  “Don’t worry, okay?” He knelt down. “But can you do me a favor?” Landon nodded. Liam pointed at Zack. “This is Zack, he and his mother moved here. Can you show him around a little bit?” Landon looked at Zack and Zack pointed at the red shirt Landon wore. “I have the same one in blue.” “That is cool. Want to play with me?” Landon invited him and the two boys ran off. Pam huffed.  “I still can’t comprehend what happened.” “Me neither,” Liam muttered.  She pressed her hands together at the palms. “I still cannot thank you enough. For ending our suffering and for letting me stay with your pack.” “You are Brett’s and Lori’s family and they are my friends. Don’t mention it.” 

****** The pack had helped Pam settle in and when it was done, Liam found himself leaning in the doorframe to Landon’s room and watched him and Zack play. “Zack, your mother wants to see you,” he finally said and the kids looked at him. Zack nodded and then ran out of the room and Liam looked around the room. It didn’t look like a guest room anymore but like a real room a child lived in, with toys and posters and books.  “Look, we made those in school.” Landon showed Liam some drawings made with leaves and flowers.  “Those are really pretty,” Liam praised when he watched the drawings and sat on his brother’s bed.  “And next week we are going to the museum and then we will create other things for the summer fair. And Brandon’s birthday is soon, he invited me.” The young Alpha listened to his brother talk and he smiled. “To be honest, I wanted to take you back with me today but, Landon, do you want to stay here?” He sounded so happy and carefree, Liam had to ask.  Landon stared t him with big eyes. “I like it here. But I also want to stay with you. Can’t you just move here?” Liam chuckled. “No, I also have school and I cannot attend school here.” He ruffled his brother’s hair. “But what do you say to a compromise? You stay here, with your friends and all, and you visit me in Seattle or I come here every weekend...Or is this too hectic? Maybe every two weeks? We visit each other every two weeks at the weekend. What do you say? And when the breaks are happening, we will spend all the time together. Maybe we can even go on vacation together. Does this sound good?” Landon really thought hard about this. “Can I still call you every day?” “I would be sad if you didn’t.” Liam laughed. “Just because you live here and I live in Seattle doesn’t mean we are not in each other’s lives. If something happens, I can be here in a matter of hours. Is this okay with you?” “If we still talk every night then yes.” Landon smiled shyly and Liam pulled him into a hug. “Love you, Laddie.” “Love you too, Liam.”

The brothers continued to talk for a while before it was time for Liam to leave and the brothers said goodbye before Liam left the room. On his way downstairs he met Byron who undoubtedly had heard what the brothers talked about.  “He can stay as long as he wants.” “Thank you.” Liam meant it. He hugged Byron goodbye and then stepped outside the cabin where Theo waited for him.  “Is Landon packing?” The First Beta inquired. Liam shook his head.  “He’s staying here,” he explained, torn between happy and sad.  “What?” Theo was surprised.  “For the first time in his life, Landon has a real father- and mother-figure. He is happy here, has friends, likes what they do in school. He is safe. I can’t take that away from him again. All of us in the core pack, we are young adults, we are not supposed to look after a child. We are college students, none of us has a full-time job that gets paid. How can we be the best decision for raising Landon? He needs structures. Here at the lake, he has them. We will see each other every two weeks on the weekends and during our breaks. That’s what we decided on.” He felt himself getting sadder at the end. It was the right thing but it was still hard. Theo tugged him into a tight embrace. “Just because it is a right decision doesn’t mean it has to be an easy decision. It’s okay to be sad about it.” Liam hiccuped and hugged Theo tightly. “We have to buy a cabin here in the future.” Theo laughed softly. “I’m so on board with that.”

****** Going back to his classes on Monday surely was an experience. Theo had ended up being right, Liam sported a black eye and his cheekbone was swollen. The wound on his side where Kirsty had hurt him looked even nastier and he needed to carry a large bandage above it to let it heal. His throat had been healed the best and was not sporting claw marks anymore but the rest was absolutely visible. Sadie had offered to cover it with makeup but Liam had categorical refused. 

His fellow students stared at him when he entered his classes or walked the hallway and he heard them whispering. At lunch, Theo joined Liam on one of the picnic tables outside and grinned.  “Boy, your appearance makes the rumor mill run wild.” “Really? What are they saying?” Liam had tried to overhear anything. Theo smirked. “Apparently I’m dating someone involved in a bar fight. I have to admit that is quite hot.” “You’re an idiot.” Liam rumpled a napkin and threw it at Theo’s forehead. His boyfriend laughed and then moved to sit next to Liam.  “You look rough and handsome what can I say?” He kissed Liam and every protest the Alpha might have had disappeared.  “I’m sure in a  few days nobody talks about it anymore, Lee.” “Hm, I hope so. They all stare at me, I hate it.” Liam grumbled and leaned against Theo. 

****** “Remind me again, do we have any plans tonight?” Theo questioned while he stopped at a red light. Liam’s car, driven by Mike, stopped behind them. It was one of the rare occasions where the whole pack had no other things to do after class and they all got home together.  “Isaac’s back in town again and coming over but that’s about it,” Liam answered Theo’s question.  “Hm, nice.”  “It’s nice you don’t have to work.” Liam smiled at his boyfriend and Theo smiled back. The stoplight turned to green and he drove again. It took them only a few more minutes and they were home. 

Isaac waited outside the house and he had a very serious look on his face. Liam wondered what this was about.  “I didn’t walk in, I just arrived and it had been like that,” Isaac told the pack after they all got out of the cars and pointed at the front door.  “Why is our front door open?” Ever asked and really, Liam asked himself the same thing.  “Did one of you forget to close it this morning?” But his Betas shook their heads and Liam felt his heart sink into his stomach. He walked to the house and gave the ajar door a push so it opened completely. And then his heart dropped even further. 

The whole interior was trashed. Pictures were ripped off the wall and the frames were broken, glass cracked and everywhere, claw marks littered the walls, parts of the banister were broken out. The core pack gasped when the saw the damage and it got worse the further they walked into the house. Pillows were ripped open and tossed around, the fridge had been opened and everything had been pulled out and thrown everywhere, ketchup dripped from the counters, the doors of the shelves were unhinged. The furniture was either ripped open or broken or both, the mattresses had been pulled from the beds and sliced open, most of their clothing was ripped apart and or drenched in some sort of liquid, mirrors were shattered, wallpapers were torn. Nothing in this house was still in one piece.  “Where are the dogs?” Nolan’s question made them all run outside. They heard howling and whimpering from the garden shed and when Brett opened the locked door, Aka and Koda ran out and barked wildly.  “Thank god they’re okay,” Theo sighed and knelt down to pet the agitated animals. 

Liam looked around. Even the garden had been destroyed, flowers displanted, the hammock ripped apart.  “What the hell happened here?” Tim was close to tears. They all were at this point.  “Who did this?” Mason was shocked.  “We all know who. That’s the hyena’s work,” Theo stated bitterly. “The whole house smells like them. So much for them leaving town.” “But why now? Why did they lay low for such a long time and do this now?” Caden shook his head.  “Because your Alpha is hurt,” Isaac realized quietly, “They knew he is not up to 100% and they used their chance.” “What?” Liam could not believe his ears. “I can still fight.” “But you still have this shiner and the injury,” Isaac argued back.  Liam scoffed. “So it’s because of me again! Wonderful!” No.” Isaac shook his head. “None of this is your fault. You didn’t trash the house, you didn’t tell them to trash the house. You didn’t want another Alpha to kill you. All of this happened without your consent, so this is absolutely not your fault.” Liam balled is hands to fists. His IED was raging and he wanted to destroy something. He was so angry and it made his blood boil. Oh how much he wished a hyena would come his way now.  “So, we’re sweeping up everything and see which things we might can safe. And tomorrow we need to go shopping.” Mason tried to be logical and lay out their next steps.  “Yeah, good idea.” Nolan was on Mason’s side.  It was Corey who first declined. “You don’t understand. Even I can smell it. The whole house reeks of the hyenas. It’s impossible to sleep there.” “Then we have to air the whole house, maybe that helps?” Nolan suggested.  Brett growled and his eyes flashed. “No! Those bastards came to our house and destroyed everything. A pack house is more or less the pack’s den and they violated it. This is a declaration of war!” 

Liam listened to his pack start arguing about it, even though all wolves agreed with each other. Their inner animals really didn’t like it and were raging. “I don’t want to live here anymore,” he suddenly said weakly. Everybody turned to look at him and he raised his head from where he had looked down. Both arms wrapped around himself, he shook his head. “I already made experiences with sleeping in a complete trashed apartment because somebody went beserk in it. You won’t get sleep, none of us, and I don’t want to live in a house anymore knowing strangers came in, walked around, touched everything, and in the end destroyed it. But I don’t want to decide on my own. Hands up if you say you can’t live here anymore.” He raised his hand first. Soon enough all weres of the pack raised their hand and then the humans joined too.  “You can all come with me. My apartment might get a bit crowded but it will do for a while. Long enough so you can figure out where to go from here, what to do,” Isaac immediately offered and Liam gave him a grateful look.  “Gather the few things you want to take with you and maybe - hopefully - are not that trashed. They seemed to have just broken the picture frames but didn’t touch the pictures,” Liam tasked his pack. 

Ignoring the smell and the anger long enough to see through their broken things, Liam was not sure how he managed. Looking everywhere made anger inside him again and he wanted to cry at the same time.  “I never thought it would come to this,” he muttered when he and Theo were done packing their belongings.  “Me neither. This is just plain disgusting and they will pay for it.” “I will hunt them down, I swear,” Liam promised with a dark look on his face.  Theo grabbed his elbow. “I don’t want to stay here any longer. Let’s go.”

They left their room and brought their bags down and into the car just like the rest of their pack. Returning to the house once more to see if they had grabbed any picture or piece of memory they might be able to save, Liam realized the door to the basement was open and slowly walked down the stairs. 

The hyenas had been down here as well and trashed the few things the pack had stored like Christmas decoration. Liam sighed when he looked at the cracked Christmas balls and ornaments. They even trashed the lamp hanging from the naked ceiling, only the broken lightbulb hanging up there still. And there was a smell in here, under the hyena’s smell, Liam couldn’t place. 

“Lee? Everything okay?” Mason has followed Liam.  “Mase, do you smell that?” Liam asked.  “That strange smell? Yeah, even I get that. Is that...” He sniffed and flipped on the light switch. “Maybe if we have light we see what this is.” There came a crackling sound when the broken lightbulb tried to do what it was supposed to do. Liam raised his head and to him, it seemed like the air around the bulb flickered. It dawned to him.  “Mason, that smell is....”  “Gas, I realized it too!”  The best friends turned around and ran up the stairs as fast as they could again. Another crackle behind them and then Liam heard a fire being ignited. The gas had caught the sparks from the broken lamp. The heat became unbearable and then the explosion came. Starting from the center of the basement, it spread out immediately. They rarely made it out of the house when it broke through the ceiling and into the ground floor and then the whole house exploded.  “There is a gas leak!” Mason yelled. Thankfully he and Liam had been the last ones in the house.  And thank god for Ever as well because the minute the windows burst and the whole house fell victim to the explosion, she raised both hands and concentrated all her magic on the house. She could not control the raging fire but she could create a protective shield so the explosion didn’t cause harm to the pack or other houses.  The Betas stood there and watch their home go up in one immense fireball, watched the ceilings burst when the explosion crashed through, watched everything still inside burn to ashes.  Sadie screamed and clasped both hands in front of her mouth, Maya had silent tears streams down her face, and the others didn’t fare any better.  “So much for going back. We can’t,” Mike whispered.  Liam cried as he watched the flames dance in front of their eyes. "We’re essentially homeless now.”

If this was a tv series, it probably would have been the season finale, I realized while writing it. It is longer than any other chapter I have written for this story so far. But I didn't want to put the end at the beginning of another chapter, that didn't feel right. I thought about this for a while but nope. It is good the way it is, storytelling wise.

We finally reached the part I was working towards to for such a long time. Sure, there are still things to come I'm also excited about but this is huge. I feel like it's a turning point in the story. This part is crucial and while I still have things planned for the next chapters and I already know what will happen in most parts (this story always surprises me as I write it and things get added so I never know 100%) I am proud we reached this point. I am basically burning with excitement to show you what's coming next but the next chapters will be a bit slower now due to work. I try not to keep you waiting for too long.

I really hope you don't kill me. If you want will I make it better if I promise you there will be a few more surprises down the line? No deaths!! Nope, no one of the Morning Dew Pack dies!!! That is a promise and I know this is probably something you might be worried about.  If anybody needs one or several tissues, I will provide them. I can't lie I am curious to see what you have to say about this. And if you want to yell at me, might as well do this, I will take it. Share your thoughts with me, guys. ♥

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Did you do anything stupid/anything you regret today? So far, no. I always end up doing something stupid at least once a day so I’m just waiting for that to happen.

Do you trust your doctor? We don’t have a family doctor but I like to think I can trust whichever doctor that winds up giving me a checkup.

Have you ever switched primary care doctors? ^

^If yes, what was the reason?

Do you ever sleep on your bedroom floor just for fun? No, the floor is too hard. Sleeping on the floor is reserved for emotional breakdowns.

What's the last thing you regret spending money on? A really bad bowl of ramen at Podium. Backstory time!!! So I never liked ramen until a few weeks ago, when my uncle brought me to Mendokoro Ramenba, which is the restaurant that people say is the best ramen place in the country. And people weren’t lying, because it really was a fucking good bowl. Made me cry. Anyway, after that, I kinda increasingly had a craving for ramen and tried out a couple of other places that served it. The ones I’ve had so far just reinforced my dislike for ramen, because every other bowl I’ve tasted so far (other than the one my uncle brought me to) was terrible.

So, idk. Either ramen is really just not good–at least for me–or Mendokoro gave me extremely high standards when picking ramen. 

Do you have a youtube channel? I have one but it’s only for subscribing to channels and so that YouTube can personalize my home page according to my interests.

^If so, how many subscribers do you have? 0.

What color are your nails painted currently? If I had a dollar every time this question appeared on a survey...

Are you worried about your current financial situation? HAHAHAHA YES. Internship is DRAINING MY WALLET. I work in Ortigas, which is one of the busiest business districts in the metro. And understandably, they charge for everything. Park for five minutes? Pay up. Wanna use the bathroom? Pay up. Are you just standing aimlessly? Pay the fuck up. The last one was a joke but you get the point. Anyway, so I pay P200-P250 ($4-$5) for parking from M-F and it leaves me with little to no savings at the end of the week. I also had to stop buying food out because I had to resort to getting meals from the house. 

Yesterday I was desperate to reward myself so, with P350 left in my wallet, I bought a burger from my favorite restaurant that costs P350 exactly. I didn’t care anymore. I wanted to buy something that wasn’t a parking fee, so I said fuck it. This is the one thing I hate as an unpaid intern and I can’t wait til it’s over.

What was the last thing that made you cry? Gab and I had an honest conversation last night that lasted until 1 AM, and we both cried.

Do you know anyone who's had a stillbirth? I don’t think so, no. 

Who was the last person you know (or that you know of) that died? Kaye’s dad.

What are you looking forward to doing tomorrow? Resting, napping, sleeping. Maybe a little work here and there but I’ll be asleep for the most part.

What store did you shop at last? My girlfriend and I stopped at Filbar’s to look at Funkos and (for her) GoT stuff.

Do you need a new phone? I’m a little materialistic so I’m always wanting a new phone hahaha but no, I really don’t need a new one; my iPhone 8 is working just fine.

What's something you are behind on? SOCIAL LIFE

Name someone who has it worse than you. I don’t like this question :/ It’s a little narcissistic for me.

Do you wish you were rich? Duh, don’t we all.

Do you miss someone who treated you horribly? Nope.

Would you rather get a big tattoo or small tattoo? Small one. I used to think I can handle big tattoos though.

Are there any redheads in your family? We don’t even have brunettes nor blondes. The day we discover a redhead in the family is the day the world ends.

Do you identify as a supernatural being..i.e., unicorn, alien, goddess...?

Do you block a lot of people on Facebook? On Twitter, yes. I’m not into the Facebook culture much so I’ve never felt the need to block someone there.

What's one thing you are tired of seeing or hearing about on Facebook? Fucking Bible quotes. It’s made worse because they’re always used by hypocrites. Motivational quotes with generic graphics are just as bad.

What is a secret you have? Stared at this question for like 7 minutes only to come up with nothing haha. My secrets are either too private or too uninteresting to count as secrets.

Do you wait until the last minute to do laundry? My mom does it every Friday so that she doesn’t get behind.

Do you have any big regrets in life? Not big ones, just mini regrets here and there. And I try not to have them in the first place because I hate being stuck in a place when I could’ve just moved on and accepted my mistakes already.

What color is the sweatshirt you wear the most? Navy blue.

Do you consider yourself athletic? Not really.

What's one thing you are not? Good in calculus.

Has anyone ever bullied you while you were grieving a loss? No, but I’d be so pissed off if that happened. Like I’d have no time feeling victimized – I’d just go right ahead and be furious that someone would do that.

When was the last time you went to the doctor? Three years ago, when my school required me to get scoliosis stuff settled before they admitted me to freshman status.

How many pills do you take every morning? Zero, unless I wake up with a headache in which case I’d take one.

Do you own a designer purse? Yes.

Which twin is your favorite: Niki or Gabi? ?

Do you know anyone who is colorblind? I don’t think so.

Which YouTuber do you feel like you relate to the most? Dan Howell, and how timely considering the video he just put out after more than a year :3

List three people you hope to meet in Heaven. If it ends up being real, I’d like to meet my great-grandfather and my ancestors who founded the province of Bulalacao.

When was the last time you cleaned your room? Last April. I had a lot of time on my hands then. It’s gotten messy again though so I’m itching to clean it up.

Do you have a prayer partner? No.

When was the last time you went to church? Last Sunday. I’m going again tomorrow -.-

Do you know what you're wearing for the 4th of July? I don’t care for another country’s Independence Day. Especially a country that’s bullied my own for decades.

What was the last parade you went to? Last June, when we went to the Pride March.

Have you ever been in a parade, and if yes, doing what? We were...celebrating Pride? 

What is your favorite ride at the fair? I can’t handle a lot of rides, but I do love the octopus. It’s a ride that resembles...well, an octopus, and its arms go up and down and go around fast.

Do you wish you had someone you could trust? I already do.

Do you want a dog that looks like you? I’d rather not have a dog that looks like anyone.

What theme do you want for your wedding? No theme. I just want it to look elegant, classy, and classic.

What theme would you choose for a baby's nursery? I don’t think I’ll know until I’m actually getting a kid. Right now though I’m leaning towards a space/stars theme. Or animals.

What color would you paint a baby girl's nursery? Pastel pink.

Does your first crush know that he/she was your first crush? No. I never told her and I probably never will. It’s just the timing’s been lost forever hahaha.

Do you know your first crush's middle name? Her second name is Louise, but I forgot her maiden name.

What is one thing you are scared of? Setting my kitchen on fire while cooking.

How far away do you live from your favorite park? I live in the Philippines – the government does not give a shit about public places other than malls. We have no parks other than Rizal Park, and that’s 1-1.5 hours away.

What is the last thing you missed out on that you wanted to go to? My org’s alumni homecoming party last February. That day was also mine and Gab’s anniversary. I missed out on both because my dad had booked a trip that weekend.

Do you have a secret nobody knows? Yes.

Who do you wish were your best friend? I already have my two dream best friends.

Who do you wish you could go on another date with?

Name a celebrity who has your natural hair color. Vanessa Hudgens, and that’s because she’s half-Filipino haha.

Which family member did you get your height from? My mom.

What color was the last popsicle you ate? I haven’t had a popsicle in a hot minute. I had a Cornetto yesterday though! It was chocolate flavored, so it was brown.

Do you feel stupid regularly? Of course.

How do you love yourself when you feel stupid? I don’t.

What's a great piece of advice you've heard? Too lazy to rack my head for past advice I’ve heard.

Do you like your butt? Yes. 

What style of wedding dress do you want? I want something Audrey Hepburn would wear and a dress that would suit a small-chested frame.

What does your dream house look like? Minimalist, square-shaped, large windows, predominantly white.

List ten girl's names you love. Olivia, Amelia, Mia, Harper, Isabella, Ava, Scarlett, Charlotte, Elizabeth, Julianna.

List ten boy names you love. James, Jacob, Luca, Julian, Liam, Mason, Miguel, Andres, Luis, Matteo.

Who was the last friend of yours to have a baby, and what's the baby's name? None of my friends have babies but I do have batchmates from my senior class who’ve already had their own. I don’t remember the names but I’m pretty sure they wouldn’t want it aired out either by their random classmate that owns a secret survey Tumblr blog either.

Are all of your friends having babies right now? I just said none of them are.

Who is the cutest baby you've seen on social media recently? Olivia and Amelia Manzano-Reyes!!! Yeah, the mom basically has the same taste in names as me :/

Do you know anyone who's given birth to twins? I know sets of twins, but I don’t know the moms who birthed them.

What's your biggest regret? I don’t really like dwelling on regrets so I always come up with nothing when asked this.

[teen-wolf-af]

Umm... Change of plans?! Please? 😍 Also "Baby and the body offshoot" and "Christmas for two"? 👀 (I would never loose faith in you! 😘)

Thank you Janna!!! You’re so sweet!

Change of Plans:

For those of you who don’t know, Change of Plans (Yes, I am still working on it, I swear!) is what is looking to amount to a 100k+ fake/pretend relationship fic for Thiam. It’s more or less post-canon, but all that really matters is the ridiculous amount of denial and fluff. Oh, and there’s a plot and a three-year-old and possibly a wedding!

(From the next chapter)

“Liam,” she said, so quietly he had to lean in closer, “Idon’t know what’s going on between you and Theo. I know it’s not the same thingit was when the two of you came home in May, but I’ll say to you now what Iknew even then – make your decision and stick to it. I married the wrong manfirst. Don’t get me wrong, I’m happy to have gotten you out of it, but it wouldhave been nice to have gotten it right on the first try. That’s what I want foryou. Hayden is a lovely girl, but Theo is right for you in ways that she neverwas, whatever relationship the two of you have going on. And I’ll be damned ifI let you throw that away. Do you understand me?”

“Yes, Ma’am,” Liam mumbled as he let his mom pull him intoher arms. His brain was confused in wondering just how much she knew orsuspected, but his heart beat steady. He hadn’t allowed himself to even thinkthe words yet, but he knew it was only a matter of time. His heart had alwayswon out over his head anyways.

(From a little farther along, since I’ve been such a terrible author lately :D )

Theo fell into bed too early in the morning, exhausted andunhappy and missing Liam. Liam, who he wouldn’t be sharing a bed with tonightfor the first time in months. He thought of their little house, empty ofeveryone except for Bea. He thought of their bed with the sheets still rumpled,growing cold as the time they spent away from it grew. It would be a week beforehe slept in it again.

He curled onto his side in the dark hotel room, lookingacross the expanse of half of the bed. He had never spent so much time sharinga bed before, but he found that it was strange now to have a bed all tohimself. He would rather not.

He sighed, wondering where Liam was at that moment – what hewas doing. Was he still awake, having the time of his life with Mason and Scottand Stiles? Or was he laying in bed? Maybe asleep. Maybe, if Theo indulged hiswishful thinking, laying awake, thinking of how half of his bed was empty too.

Baby and the Body Offshoot:

Baby and the Body was my first posted Sterek fic and one of my first completed fics. Stiles worked at a modelling agency and Derek was a pouty model that Stiles pissed off by dressing his baby the same as and then making a blog about it. The offshoot is for a super weird rarepair that came out of it: Danny and Peter. I mostly started writing it because I was really curious about how exactly that had ended up happening.

He smiled and continued down the hall to Mr. Hale’s office.The door was open, but he knocked on the doorframe out of politeness, peekinginside. A door along the side wall swung farther open (a closet door,apparently), and the man from the elevator smiled at him as he removed his veryexpensive coat.

“You again,” he joked, slipping the coat onto a woodenhanger and tucking it inside the closet.

Danny swallowed. Probably he shouldn’t have been checkingthis guy out so blatantly in the elevator, but how was he supposed to know thathe was the CEO? Alright, maybe the expensive clothes should have given it away,but this was a modeling agency.Everyone dressed well.

“Uh. Mr. Hale?” he asked, “You had emailed Stiles about oneof our models, but-”

“Ah, the baby,” Mr. Hale nodded, “Bad timing on my part, butyou took initiative…” he crossed the room, coming to a pause next to Danny, “Ilike that.”

Danny shivered a little, smiling in spite of himself as hewatched Mr. Hale continue over to a little side table and pour himself out adrink.

“Would you like one?” he asked, raising the elegant portionof whiskey in the short, cut-crystal glass.

Christmas for Two:

Not actually a Teen Wolf fic, somehow...(although I do have a Christmas Thiam fic coming, but it’s Secret Santa, so I’m not telling) Dean Thomas and Seamus Finnegan, a few years after the battle of Hogwarts, are living together in a small apartment in London. It’s Christmas and each of them is secretly in love with the other. I basically only ever write this around Christmas, so it will probably take a while to get finished.

“Heya, Dean,” Seamus called from the kitchen as Dean swungthe door shut behind him.

             “I smellfood,” Dean frowned, “You haven’t been cooking, have you?”

             “What’sthat?”

             Deanshook the snowflakes off of his coat and hung it on one of the hooks by thedoor. The flat was lit mostly by the soft glow of fairy lights (not the kindwith actual fairies), which were the only Christmas decorations that either ofthem had got around to putting up yet. Combined with the smells coming from thekitchen (amazingly not the smell of smoke), it made for a very cozy contrast tothe frigid outdoors.

             “I said,have you been cooking, Shay?” he called again, coming into the living room andnearly walking into Seamus, who was poking his head out of the doorway to thekitchen.

             “Takeaway,” Seamus explained with an impish grin.

             “Oh,thank Merlin.” Dean sighed, “I already had three cauldron explosions to dealwith today, if I had to come home and deal with another…”

             Seamusducked back into the kitchen to hide his smile. He knew that it meantabsolutely nothing except that they shared a living space (which they had donesince they were eleven), but hearing Dean call their apartment home always made Seamus’s heart beat alittle faster. They filled their plates side by side, and Dean put the kettleon.

             “It’sbrutal out, mate,” he said, as they moved to the table, “What time did you getin?”

             “Onlyabout ten minutes before yourself,” Seamus said through a mouthful of food,“Just a minute, you’ve brought some of it in with you.” He brushed at the snowstill sticking to Dean’s hair, and Dean ducked his head, brushing at his hairas well.

Thank you for the ask, Janna!!

[stilessdylanobae-ddixonlove]

Some of us are Human - Beacon Hills Memorial Hospital and Y/n’s Apartment (Chapter 7)

Author: what_the_hell_is_a_stiles826

Characters: Stiles Stilinski, Scott McCall, Melissa McCall, Coach Bobby Finstock, Sheriff Noah Stilinski, Chris Argent, Derek Hale, Malia Tate/Hale, Lydia Martin, Liam Dunbar, Nicole Y/L/N, Rhiannon King, Issac Lahey and Reader.

Summary: Flashbacks reveal what else happened the night of the battle. Scott, Stiles and Y/n return back to school and Derek and Argent investigate further. Plus (lucky number seven) Stiles and Y/n finally share their first kiss.

Note: Yes, I use a lot of gifs because I love them. Get over it. Or don’t, I don’t care. (She said sweetly with a smile.) 

Warning: Mention of more sexual acts? Cursing and Fluff.

Chapter Seven - Chapter Eight

~A few nights ago~

Argent pulled up to the factory, parallel to the entrance doors just in time to see Derek and Scott being thrown out of them, landing on their backs resulting in them turning back into their human forms. “Come on!” Argent yelled from the driver window and the two werewolves looked up at him with their heads still on the ground. Liam and Hayden limped back to Mason’s car and hopped inside of it, while he waited for Corey. Blaze appeared in the doorway with the Siren, holding his neck and more angry than ever. At the sight of their two newest enemies coming their way, Scott and Derek ran for Argent’s car and Corey quickly let them out of the mountain ash circle before he fixed it and climbed into Mason’s car just as fast. Scott and Derek finally hopped in Argent’s car as fast as they could and he drove away, his loud engine fired and bounced off the large building behind them. 

“Holy shit, that guy is strong!” Derek said as he wrenched his shoulder in pain from his rough landing. 

“You guys alright?” Argent asked as he sped around a dark corner. Scott finally was able to catch his breath when they approached a red light and spun in his seat to see Mason’s car behind them followed by Lydia’s Toyota and Stiles’s Jeep.  

“Yeah.” Derek replied. “You’re positive you stuck him with that ginormous needle? Because if you missed-”  Derek whined.

“I didn’t.” Scott held up an empty vial of Deaton’s poison made specially for Blaze and Derek smiled. 

“Thank God.” Argent spoke as they finally approached the hospital. Argent watched Stiles help you inside the building and be greeted by his ex girlfriend. He swallowed loudly as he leaned against the side of his car. Everyone followed in after the two of you and watched you be taken away into intensive care while Lydia walked up to Argent, a worried look plastered onto his face and sighed. 

“Don’t tell me you aren’t going in because of Melissa?” She asked. Argent grinned shyly before answering her awkward question. 

“It’s not just that.” He said. “Y/n has always been like another daughter to me. I am terrified of losing another one.” He admitted, the pain in his eyes. Lydia nodded and leaned against the car with him. 

“Yeah, I’m surprised you stayed out of the fight back there.” She stated. Argent sighed and remained looking forward. “Why did you?” 

“I haven’t stamped a bullet since Allison died.” He began. “Or even wanted to picked up a gun.” Chris said to her. “I have.” He continued. “But I’ve come to the conclusion tonight that I need to. Because what would I fight for if not the few remaining people I care about?” He grinned. Lydia smiled back at him in agreement. “It’s what Allison wanted.” 

“To protect those who cannot protect themselves, I know. Why do you think I am here? Also, I don’t totally hate Y/n.” She shrugged and Argent chuckled. 

Inside the hospital doors, everyone stood nervously waiting for any news about you. Lydia and Argent finally entered together after the rest of you and sat down next to Scott and Malia. Stiles pushed through the swinging doors and looked around at the crowded room of people that just helped rescue you. 

“She hit her head pretty hard.” He said. “Among other things.” He fidgeted. “Scott, your mom is in there with her right now with like three other doctors.” Stiles let his head hang in deep remorse.

“What now?” Issac asked and Stiles shook his head and brought his shaking hand up to his mouth. 

“We wait.” Scott told everyone. And that’s what they did, all night long. Several of them falling asleep in their seats and some on the floor. Scott, Issac and Stiles were awake the entire time, however. They watched re-runs of ‘Friends’ playing quietly on the small TV monitor that sat in the left corner of the waiting room. Stiles read the subtitles and thought back to all the times he’d watched his favorite show with you. He couldn’t bare never hearing your laugh again. 

The sun began to come up, waking your sleeping friends who still sat anxiously waiting to hear about your current state. It was around eight that morning that Melissa finally showed her face again. She brought fear and regret into the room with her, until she smiled. 

She smiled at them and sighed gratefully. 

“She’s going to be okay, guys.” Melissa told your friends and grinned at all the relieved faces standing before her in the waiting room. She nodded, reassuring them again that you were going to make it out just fine. “She’s stable and should wake up soon. But she’s got a lot of swelling in her throat and shouldn't talk much until it goes down.” Melissa finished explaining. 

Each of your friends took turns coming to see you before you had even woken up. Stiles was last. He stayed late that day. He entered your room and watched you breathing, laying peacefully in your hospital bed with your neck in a white brace. He sat down next to you and let a tear escape down his cheek. 

“I am so sorry, Y/n.” He told you. 

He sat in your room with you for another twenty minutes in silence, waiting for you to wake up when Sheriff Stilinski suddenly showed up behind his scared son. 

“Come home as soon as she wakes up?” He asked his son, trusting it wouldn’t be too long now. Stiles turned and nodded at him. Then he watched his father exit the hospital room and close the door. He turned back to you and took a big breath before opening his mouth to speak.

“Next time we’ll both be stronger. And more prepared.” He began. “Because you know if we are going to be a part of this pack...a part of this crazy world we can’t be vulnerable. We have to take care of each other.” He swallowed, pushing the pain in his voice down and gathered himself before continuing the next thing he wanted to tell you. He brushed a piece of your y/h/c hair behind your ear and smiled at your resting face. “When you left, it sort of broke my heart.” He paused. “Which I really wasn’t expecting because I was with Lydia...” He looked down to your bruised shoulder. “But that’s when I realized you were more than just my best friend and it was like once I let that feeling in, it only grew stronger and I didn’t know how to handle it.” He grabbed your hand in his and rubbed the back of your thumb for a few moments. “I’ve always wanted you to be mine, Y/n. I don’t know why it took me so long to admit. But I promise I will tell you all of this when you are awake.” He finished. He felt your finger move against his and he darted his eyes down at it, needing to make sure he wasn’t imagining things. He watched your thumb move and quickly looked back up to you waiting desperately for you to fully wake up. 

You squeezed his hand in yours and slowly opened your y/e/c eyes. He sighed with relief and stared at your injured body while listening to the beeping of your steady heart rate. 

“Hi...” Your voice was raspy and quiet. 

“Shh. You aren’t supposed to try to talk yet. The swelling needs to come down.” He informed you. You nodded and tried to swallow, but it hurt and you cringed. “Your mom and sister are here. They just went to get something to eat. They are coming right back.” He said. You returned his smile, something you were able to do and didn’t let go of his hand until your family came back into your room.

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~Present time~

Stiles hung up his phone and walked back into your bedroom where you still stood next to your dresser and Nicole stood next to you. 

“That was just my Dad. You want a ride back to school today right?” He asked you. You smiled and nodded at him, knowing you needed to go back to school even if you just got out of the hospital. “Alright, I’ll pick you up in a few.” He told you before leaving your room again. 

“You know Mom is going to be pissed that your leaving already.” Nicole told you, raising her eyebrow. You sighed and put your crossbow back down. 

“I know. But I already missed one test, I’m sure I’m failing several classes now. I have to go back.” You told your younger sister. “Stiles isn’t happy about it either but he knows he should probably check in with his classes as well.” Nicole nodded before opening her glossed up mouth again. 

“What does Mom think happened to you anyway?” She asked. Nicole had learned the truth about everything in your world not long after you did, being your nosy little sister and all. But you both had decided to keep your mom out of it as long as possible, knowing she’d be better off. 

“Robbery.” You told her. “Scott and Stiles told her I was attacked outside my car and that they got to me just in time.” Nicole nodded, accepting the false story as believable enough.

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The time on Scott’s phone read 3:32 p.m. He stood in the hallway of Beacon Hills High and waited for Liam to meet him after school like he’d promised. Stiles appeared next to him, checking the time on his phone as well before placing it back in his back pocket.

“Hey, Buddy.” Stiles smiled. Scott grinned back and they both moved out of the way as the hall began to overflow with anxious students trying to get home.

“How’s Y/n today?” He asked, not yet seeing you himself. Stiles shrugged and spotted their old coach, Bobby Finstock trying to weave his way through the crowd of kids coming forward. “Hey, Coach!” Scott waved. He stopped dead in his tracks, not even the slightest bit happy to see his two past students.

“Oh, great. What now?” He whined.

“We can’t just come and say hi to our old, favorite coach?” Stiles smirked. Coach glared back at him and sighed. “Alright, we’re waiting for Liam. We-“ Coach threw his hand up to stop Stiles’s babbling.

“You know, never mind. I really, I don’t even want to know. Just make sure it doesn’t get me. Goodbye McCall. Stilinski.” He nodded. Scott giggled as Stiles huffed and looked back over to his friend in utter annoyance while Coach left their conversation rather abruptly.

“It’s still weird even talking to him about that stuff. I’m okay with it.” Scott admitted honestly. Stiles nodded his head in agreement.

“Oh and Y/n’s doing okay, I think. Or at least she’s pretending to be.” Stiles answered Scott’s question from earlier. The boys waited a few minutes longer, the hallway mostly clear now. Just the occasional student left at their locker, transferring belongings. “You’re going back to school today too, right?” He asked. Scott nodded.

“Yeah, I gotta.” He spoke. Finally Liam peered around the corner in his lacrosse jersey and stopped in front of them. “Hey.” Scott greeted his Beta.

“Hey.” Liam readjusted his backpack on his shoulder and looked around for anyone who might be listening. Stiles stuck his neck out and waited.

“Hello? What are you waiting for, what’s going on?” He asked impatiently as always. Liam sighed and turned back to Scott, concern circling in his eyes.

“Jessica Eastman. Said she thought she was being followed this morning by a tan dude with messy black hair. I overheard her in English.” He told them. Stiles crossed his arms. “Sound familiar?” He screeched in response to their silence. 

“Yeah, dumbass. But I don’t get it. Shouldn’t he still be trapped at the factory?” Stiles asked Scott. 

“I mean, yeah we haven’t figured out what we were going to do with him yet.” Scott shrugged. 

“Well, clearly he got out!” Liam stated the obvious. Stiles squinted his eyes in frustration. 

“So, what are we saying? He can’t be contained with mountain ash?” Stiles asked. 

“I don’t know.” Scott said honestly. They all were thinking the same thing. Jessica was next to be taken. But even if Blaze got free, he should be greatly weakened by now, maybe he just didn’t know the extent of it yet.

“So, we watch this girl closely from now on.” Scott told them. Liam played with his lacrosse net in his hand and the stick clanked against the floor below him.

“Okay. Well I’ve got practice. I’ll let you know if anything else happens with Jessica.” He reported. Stiles and Scott watched the young team captain exit towards the boys locker room. They reminisced over their lacrosse days together, when Scott was captain.

“Well, someone needs to go check if those creeps are actually still trapped.” Stiles suggested. Scott nodded to his friend and scratched his forehead. 

“Come on, we better get ready to go. I’ll call Derek.” Scott said and began to lead the way out. Stiles followed him halfway before stopping in the middle of the hallway and squinting his eyes awkwardly. “What?” Scott stopped and turned around, sensing his friends confusion.

“I want to-” He stopped, flustered. Scott raised his eyebrows. “I want to tell Y/n, uh, how I feel about her.” Scott smiled, a big toothy grin.

“Okay?” He chuckled. Stiles sighed.

“It’s just, if the three of us are driving back to school together...” Stiles started again. Scott grinned and nodded, understanding where this was most likely going.

“Stiles, okay. I’ll find another way back. No big deal.” He said. Stiles licked his lips and turned away for a moment.

“No.” He said. “I don’t have a problem with all of us riding back together. I just...” He paused again. “I guess, I don’t know how to tell her. Or really what to even say.” Stiles shrugged, embarrassed.

“You’re asking for my advice?” Scott giggled again. “You know this girl, you know what she likes. I don’t know, take her on a date. And just be honest.” He told his nervous friend. Stiles nodded hesitantly and they walked outside together.

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You stood in the field behind your house with your sister and Malia, who came over shortly after Stiles left. A warm spring breeze blew through your long y/h/c hair and you traced the trigger on your crossbow with your index finger. 

“I don’t know why you asked me to help you, seriously I’m not a good teacher.” Malia told you. You shrugged and lowered your crossbow back down to your side.

“Well, I couldn’t exactly ask Lydia now could I?” You told her. 

“Why? Because you and Stiles are banging?” She asked, blatantly and Nicole lost her composure and began cracking up.

“Malia, I always liked you.” Nicole chuckled and Malia smiled over to her. You sighed. 

“First of all, no. We aren’t.” You told them. You raised your crossbow back up and prepared to take a shot by sliding an arrow into place. You raised it up higher and pulled the trigger, missing the large oak tree in front of the three of you. Nicole snickered. 

“You seem a little frustrated about that.” Malia teased.

“Will you shut up?” You told her, your cheeks turning rosy and warm. 

“Okay, okay. Sorry. Allison really didn’t get the chance to show me much more than you, but first off you need to widen your stance and loosen up. Stop being so stiff.” You pulled another arrow into place and took a deep breath. 

“It’s kind of hard to do that when you keep bringing up-” You let the arrow fly a little sooner than you even meant to, missing the tree again and almost grazing Stiles arm as he appeared into the field. “Jesus, Stiles!” You yelled. 

“Whoa, I don’t have super healing abilities over here!” He whined at you, his hands up in surrender. You smirked and Malia and Nicole exchanged grins behind you. You paused and lowered your bow once more. “She’s right though, you need to relax.” He told you. 

“Seriously? If you knew I was practicing, why would you dart out in front of me?” You huffed. He smirked and you began to wonder how much of that previous conversation he overheard. The thought made you more nervous and you came to the conclusion that there really was no chance at relaxing now. “Let’s just go.” You spoke, irritably. The four of you walked over to your back door together and entered one at a time. You, being the last one to enter, closed the door behind you and walked over to the dining room chair that your bags sat in. You threw one over your shoulder, winced a little in pain and noted you probably should’ve used the other side. You grabbed your other bag in your left hand and turned to say your goodbyes, having done so with your mother earlier. Nicole was right, she wasn’t happy with you. “Malia, thank you. I’ll see you later. Nicole, see you next time?” You winked. They both nodded and watched you and Stiles exit out the front door to see Scott in the drivers side of the Jeep. “Why’s he driving?” You asked Stiles. He scratched his neck awkwardly. 

“Uh, just to here. I walked from the high school.” He told you. He grabbed your bags from you and threw them in the back as you climbed in the backseat. 

“Oh, uh. You can ride in the front.” Scott told you as he exited the Jeep.

“It’s fine.” You turned back to Stiles. “Why’d you walk?” You asked, curiously.

“I just needed the time to think about some things.” He honestly told you and shrugged. You nodded at him as he replaced Scott in the drivers seat and Scott climbed into the passenger side. And with that, the three of you headed back to Stanford after much more time away than any of you anticipated. You bobbed your head to the newest Shawn Mendes song on the radio and soaked in the warm sun on your cheeks as the three of you reached the freeway entrance.

“So, what did Liam say?” You asked.

“Uh, yeah, we are pretty sure Blaze escaped somehow.” Stiles gripped the steering wheel tighter.

“What? And we’re going back to school?” You hollered at your two oldest friends. They both exchanged similar looks of concern. 

“Temporarily.” Stiles spoke, with a hint of a question sounding in his voice as he eyed Scott. You sighed and leaned back in your seat.

“We have a lot of people here looking out for things. It’ll be okay.” Scott tried to reassure you. Stiles glanced at your frustrated stricken face through his rear view mirror and sneakily put his arm out behind him and reached for you to place your hand in his. You smiled down at it, waiting and accepted his invitation by connecting your fingers with his. He smiled when he felt you touch him but you couldn’t see it. “Look, Y/n.” Scott began again. “I know you are really wanting to fight back right now, but aren’t you still pretty sore?” He asked. 

“Yeah.” You said simply as you traced over Stiles’s thumbnail. 

“So don’t you think you should just take a little bit of time to recoup?” Stiles asked you, squeezing your hand tighter in his. Scott looked from the corner of his eye to see Stiles hand out behind him, realizing he was holding yours. The sight pleased him. 

“I can’t just sit around and do nothing. You guys didn’t do that.” You told them. 

“We didn’t almost have the life choked out of us!” Stiles exasperated. You sighed and let go of his hand, slightly wounding him internally. He brought that hand back around and placed it on the steering wheel. 

“Alright.” You gave in. You sat back and let the music fill your ears, once again distracting you from the current situation. 

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‘‘Oh, my God! Finally!” Rhiannon threw her bowl of ice cream down on your kitchen counter and ran to hug you as you came inside your apartment. You smiled and hugged her back, glancing around at the sink full of dishes and the pile of laundry sitting in the hamper down the hall. 

“Hey, Rhi. Have you done anything around here while I was gone?” You harassed. She ran her fingers across her falling bra strap and pulled it back up into place. You raised an eyebrow and came around the corner to see Issac, shirtless and laying on your gray couch with a blanket strung over the lower half of his body. “Oh! Oh my God!” You yelled and spun around back into the kitchen. Rhiannon laughed and Issac got up, draped the blanket around him and walked to the bathroom. You didn’t turn around until you heard the door close behind him. “Rhiannon!” You hollered and she laughed awkwardly. 

“Sorry! Yeah, he’s back at school now too.” She told you. 

“I can see that, thanks.” You rolled your eyes. 

“Sorry, Y/n!” You head Issac yell from the bathroom and you couldn’t help it anymore. You lost it laughing, covering your mouth to quiet the sounds when Rhiannon joined in with you. 

“He stopped by to see me and well, yeah.” She grinned. “Not to be weird or anything but apparently it’s nothing you haven’t seen before!” She teased you. You let your mouth gape open and slapped her on the shoulder in disbelief. 

“Rhi! You guys already had that talk?” You questioned. She chuckled and bit at her nicely manicured fingernail. 

“Well, yeah.” She admitted. You placed your hand against your forehead and chuckled some more, happy she didn’t care that her current love interest is who you lost your virginity to in high school. Issac came back into the living room, fully clothed and awkwardly waved at you. You shook your head at him, still unable to hide your grin. He side hugged your good side and kissed Rhiannon on the cheek.

“I’ll call you later.” He told her before smiling at you and closing your front door. You heard him walking down the steps of the apartment building and then shoved Rhiannon’s shoulder once more and shook your head at her. 

“Sorry, seriously. And Jesus, you really are bruised up!” She looked down to your neck and right shoulder. “If I ever see that creep who jumped you, I’ll kick his ass!” She said as she picked up her ice cream bowl and shoved a spoon full into her mouth. 

“I don’t even want to know what you were doing with that ice cream.” You raised your eyebrows, left the kitchen and went into your room. Rhiannon smirked, shoved a spoonful into mouth and plopped back down on the sofa.

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You stepped out of the shower and onto the fuzzy white rug outside the bathtub and ran your towel through your damp hair. You glanced across the hall and into your bedroom to stare at your crossbow that sat on your nightstand. You sighed. You wiped the fog from the mirror with your hand and noticed your bruising was now turning yellow. It was older, less sensitive and your cut wrist was pretty much healed over. The apartment was quiet and all you could hear was the humming of your A/C in the living room and the soft voices on your TV. You walked into your room and looked down to your school books on your dresser as you jumped to slide into a pair of jeans. You were in fact failing a few classes. And you had to do extra credit to catch up, which is how you planned to spend the weekend. Everything back in Beacon Hills was still quiet for the time being and Scott and Stiles had been busy with their own school work while Rhiannon and Issac were busy with each other. You took a sip of hot coffee while listening to the commercials on your flat screen from your now totally spotless kitchen. You still would rather clean than do any homework. A knock on the door startled you and the coffee in your hand spilled over the side a little. You quickly wiped it up and answered the door. 

“Issac.” You said, surprised. 

“Hey, is Rhiannon not back here yet?” He asked you. You shook your head but opened the door wider, inviting him inside. 

“No, but if you’re here she can’t be gone doing whatever she’s doing for long.” You told him. He smiled at you as you picked up your coffee cup once again and blew on it, the steam subsiding. 

“You look better.” He said, gesturing to your neck. You took a sip of coffee and leaned against the counter. 

“I feel better.” You nodded. “Hey, can I ask you something?” 

“Of course.” Issac shrugged. 

“Scott and Stiles aren’t like, keeping things from me right? Nothing is going on back home?” You asked. He shook his head immediately. 

“Nah, it’s been quiet. You think they’d do that?” He asked you. You tilted your head and squinted your eyes at your tall friend. He smirked, knowing you were probably right. Then, another knock on the door interrupted the two of you. You opened it wide this time to see Stiles smiling on your doorstep. He glanced behind you and saw Issac standing in your kitchen searching through the cupboards for a glass. 

“Hey.” You said to Stiles, who entered slowly and clenched his jaw at the sight of Issac being so comfortable in your home. “I, there’s bottled water in the fridge.” You told the tall blonde, rummaging through your cabinets. He stopped searching and took a bottle from the fridge, raising it to the two of you as if to say ‘thanks’ and took a large sip. You turned back to Stiles and smiled. “What’s up?” You asked him. He watched Issac fill his cheeks with water and then swallow loudly, shrugging when he noticed Stiles staring. 

“What?” Issac asked. 

“Uh, nothing. I’ll come back a little later.” Stiles told you and began to turn around. You furrowed your brow and heard Issac’s phone buzz and figured it was Rhiannon by the smile that over took his face.

“Nah, I’m taking off. See you guys later. Thanks, Y/n.” He told you before leaving. Stiles pressed his lips together and turned back to you, still drinking your coffee. 

“What?” You asked him, sensing something was wrong. 

“I just, I don’t know, I didn’t realize you two were hanging out again.” He shrugged. You smiled, unable to resist it. 

“We aren’t really. He was looking for Rhiannon.” You began to explain. Stiles nodded and nervously removed his hands from his pockets. “He’s with Rhi, you know that right?” You grinned. Stiles raised an eyebrow.

“No. No, I didn’t know that.” He scratched his forehead. You set your coffee cup down behind you and looked down to your bare feet, wishing you’d either painted your chipped toenails or put on socks. You grinned devilishly at the thoughts that ran through your mind.

“Were you jealous, Sti?” You asked bravely, crossing your arms and staring into his golden eyes. Stiles stepped back a little embarrassed and began to try and explain himself.

“Well, I didn’t...” Stiles paused awkwardly. He huffed loudly and gave up, not wanting to pretend any longer. “You know what, yeah. Yeah I was.” He told you. 

You raised your coffee cup back up to your mouth, hiding the grin on your face as best you could. He noticed it, seeing your cheeks rise up and your eyes squinting happily. He huffed again, wanting you to respond to his honesty but you didn’t. The truth was, you didn’t know what to say but his jealousy made you happy, he fed off of that. Stiles looked down to your yellow, healing neck as you lowered your cup back down and set it beside you, licking your lips. That in itself made him want to explode. He realized, he had nothing to hide. He let go of all of the fear inside of himself long enough to get out what he wanted to say next, realizing the worst thing that could happen was you turning him down. Although, that thought didn’t help calm him any. “Y/f/i.” He said your nickname softly and sincerely, causing your heart to jump to your throat. “Do you want to talk?” He asked. You awkwardly and excitedly, your body flooding with too many emotions to express any of them correctly, walked into the living room and sat on the sofa. You turned off the TV and waited for Stiles to join you. He walked into the room, his hand to his mouth. You stared at him for a minute or two before deciding to help him out. 

“Stiles. You, uh.” You cleared your throat and rubbed it gently. “You like me, right?” You asked. Taking a loud, deep breath one you got the words out. Stiles lowered his hands and came and sat next to you. He placed his hands out together in front of him, resting his forearms on his knees. 

“I do.” He told you. “So much.” He looked over to you, your eyes glistening in the sunlight that shown through the window behind the two of you. “And before you say anything else...” He put his hand up and closed his eyes. “I need to tell you some other things.” He began. You shifted in your seat and waited for him to gain the courage he needed to continue. You leaned in closer to him and grabbed his left hand in yours and he turned to you, slightly stunned and content by your choice to do that. It earned him the courage he was looking for. 

“It’s okay.” You told him. Just like you did when he tried to kiss you all those months ago. He smiled and lowered his head in shame. 

“First of all, I am sorry.” He looked down at your hand in his. “I’m sorry I tried to kiss you and then came back to Lydia.” You swallowed loudly. “I...there’s no...” He trailed off. 

“Stiles.” You tried to move your hand but he gripped onto it tightly, not wanting you to pull away from him. 

“No, let me get this out.” He told you. He sighed heavily and rubbed the back of your hand. “That wasn’t cool. I know that.” 

“I think you needed to do it though.” You sighed. “I think you needed that time with her. You needed to know if it could work; if it was right.” You told him, not angry at his decision even though it did hurt. 

“But it wasn’t.” He quickly responded. You studied his face and lowered your head. “I know that now.” He paused again. He smiled at you and brought his right hand over to your cheek and then moved it to a strand of your hair that hung over your left shoulder. He played with it in his fingers, grazing your collarbone with the back of his hand. “You know, I told you this next part once already.” He said. You grabbed his right hand away from your hair and held it close to you. 

“What?” You questioned. 

“In the hospital. Before you were awake, I told you everything.” He smiled. You grinned back at him, intertwining your fingers with his in your lap. 

“Okay, but a key part of communication, Stiles, is that the person you are talking to be conscious.” You teased him. He giggled and lowered his head back down. “What did you say?” You asked. He turned back to you and scooted closer. 

“I told you that you broke my heart.” He admitted. You furrowed your brow. “When you left. And that I wasn’t prepared for it.” You opened your mouth, saddened by that truth. You never wanted to hurt him, you just thought he was happy with Lydia and needed time to adjust. “I don’t blame you for it. In fact, I blame myself.” He told you. 

“You were just trying to be happy.” You shook your head. 

“You make me happy, Y/n.” He finally said. “It’s different with you, it always has been. I don’t know why it’s taken me so long to figure this out, but I want to be with you.” He trembled a little bit and you unknowingly hung your mouth open for a few seconds. Your heart swelled and you brought your hand up to his cheek, sliding it down his jaw all the way to his chest. He let go of your other hand and slid both of his hands behind your head and through your silky hair. You left your right hand on his chest and felt him breathing, heavily raising his chest up and down as he closed his eyes and the tip of his nose rubbed against yours. You closed your eyes and felt his soft lips press against yours, completely. Finally. The two of you let go and he traced his thumb along your cheek bone and rested his forehead on yours. You smiled at him and lifted your chin to kiss him again, it was a quick peck. He smiled when he opened his eyes to see you staring into them. Then you grabbed his face and kissed him again, longer and more intensely. Your bottom lip quivered as he slowly pulled away once again. 

“Wow.” Stiles said quietly, while you were still holding his face in your hands. 

“I want to be with you too.” You smiled. 

Stiles held you close, his heart still racing. You snuggled into him on your couch and smiled, more at peace than you felt in quite awhile. The two of you felt like you’d waited half your life for this, probably because you nearly had.

“I was going to come over here and ask you on a date. I wasn’t planning for it to go quite like that.” He said. You raised your head up off his chest and looked deep into those brown eyes. “But I’m glad it went the way it did.” He grinned.

“It was perfect.” You admitted and nestled back into his warm body, his long arms draped around you. This was all he wanted in the world and now he finally had it. You two were supposed to take care of each other, he knew that without a single bit of doubt.

“No, really though did you want to go out with me?” Stiles asked you out and you chuckled before sitting back up to face him. You leaned in close and pressed your lips back onto his. “Is that a yes?” He asked. You nodded with a smile that you knew would remain planted on your face for the rest of the day.

“What did you have in mind?” You asked him, your fingers resting on his neck. 

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Meanwhile, Derek and Argent slowly entered the factory doors, fully armed. The mountain ash hadn’t been touched, in fact it was still completely in tact. 

“Nice to see you back in action again.” Derek said. Argent huffed back at him and then continued walking down the long hallway. 

“Yeah.” Argent agreed simply. 

“Have you gone to see Y/n yet?” Derek asked. Argent sighed loudly this time.

“No.” He responded firmly. Derek shook his head in disappointment. 

“So, what the hell was this place?” Derek questioned, unsure if his friend even knew the answer. The two looked around at the blackened floor boards and doors, with metal pipes that mazed around the ceiling. “Some sort of old mill right?” He asked, gesturing to the large machinery behind them. 

“Yeah, plant processing. Notice all the old bags of wheat and grain?” Argent pointed around them with his free hand, the other still aiming his gun. Then, a somber humming began to fill their ears. Argent turned to his werewolf friend in terror. 

“Ear plugs. Now.” He shouted as he placed one in each of his ears. Derek followed his advice and did the same. 

“What the hell.” Derek spoke out loud but couldn’t hear a thing. Argent knew what he said by reading his lips and pointed for them to proceed down the hall. A dark, curvy figure appeared from the shadows in front of them. They both stopped, guns out in front of them. The woman, beautiful long curly black hair and bright blue eyes approached the two men confidently. She gestured for them to remove their ear plugs with a smile plastered on her red lips. They refused. Derek and Chris exchanged looks of concern and then turned back to the Siren who stood in front of them, this being the first time they got a good look at her. She pouted and gestured to her chest, crossing her heart to symbolize she won’t try to brainwash them. Argent was the first to remove one of his ear plugs. She hissed at him and he stepped back. 

“I just want to talk.” She said. Derek finally removed one of his ear plugs to listen in, it still being held firmly within his grasp. 

“Where’s Blaze?” Argent asked. She grinned and traced her fingers along his collarbone and around the back of him as she circled around.

“I don’t know. Your silly magic dust doesn’t work on a Witch. It comes from a tree, tree’s are a part of him.” She said. 

“They draw from the earth, damnit.” Derek put it all together. She giggled at his frustration. “Why is he controlling you?” He asked the demon. 

“Because I’m powerful.” She told them, undressing the two of them with her eyes. “You can let me out of here, I promise I’ll be a good girl.” She flirted. Derek looked to Argent, completely disgusted by the creature. 

“No.” Argent told her. She grew angry at that response and began to sing again, but the two boys returned their ear plugs. She let out a terrible scream that slightly pushed the two men forward. They ran for the exit, making sure to replace the mountain ash to contain the Siren inside the factory for a little longer. “Well.” Argent huffed, trying to catch his breath. “We got our answer. The son of a bitch did get out.” He sighed. Derek sighed and returned his gun to his belt. 

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Happy Friday!! We’re back at it again, with an exclusive profile of the one, the only @fandomtrashwhore​, aka Marie! You’ve seen her instagram aesthetics, from Hunger Games to Parent Thiam AU to New Years’ AU. And now, we had the opportunity to learn more about her creative process and her life well…behind the screens. Let’s get it started!

Marie! Why not start us off with a simple introduction. Who is fandomtrashwhore? Or the artist behind her? The twist: the word count should be equal or less than the # of letters of the characters in your favorite TW rarepair ship.

Theo Raeken + Mieczyslaw Stilinski = 29

My name is Marie, I’m 19 years old and from Germany. My life is dedicated to my fandoms but besides that I’m an apprentice as an technical product designer.

Ha, I see whatcha did there with ‘Mieczyslaw.’ Smart, very smart! A Technical Product Designer! What does that entail? Do you like it so far?

I don’t know if there’s a perfect translation for it and I’m bad at explaining (that’s why I’m not a writer and my answers in this interview are gonna be shit :’D). I like the 3D drawing part most and till now I’m quite good at it and even ‘job school’ is pretty good. I feel like Hermione cause I always know the answer and my grades are on point af (which definitely wasn’t like that in my previous schools. I never said anything in class).

Pst, who said you have to be a good writer to have a good time? Just do you haha. That’s what we’re all here for any. That’s super interesting though. What’s another thing our fandom would be surprised to know about you?

I have to confess that I didn’t really mind Theo or Liam before season 6? Like I knew they were there and I liked them but I was too focussed on other characters + I didn’t know they wanted to end Teen Wolf then and felt like they wanted to shove the main pack away to replace it with Liam and his gang. (Now I’m all over the puppy pack ).

AND I watched the whole show till 5B or season 6 (not so sure) in one go and that’s why it felt like Theo and Liam both joined around the same time. (Even if there was one whole season between them…wtf.) I remember that I sometimes couldn’t even tell who was Liam and who was Theo cause I thought that they ‘looked alike’…BITCH WHERE? This is more than embarrassing, but every time I watch a show in one go I have trouble learning the names (when the name is said in the show I usually know who they mean but if I talk about it to someone I sometimes can’t remember the names cause I watched 3 seasons within a week…. :’D ). I definitely need to rewatch and appreciate them more this time cause they’re such amazing characters.

*Actually Cackling* Were there any other characters you were hazy on? Like, would Garrett be the “angry, tiny blonde one” to you?

No it’s embarrassing af. :’D And I know who Garrett is and what he did and he was indeed an angry tiny blonde kid, but I don’t remember details. Sadly (I mean I think he only was there for a few episodes so I don’t think there was much detail so I’m good as long as I know his storyline). :’D

Truth. When I started watching Supernatural, until (at least) midseason 2, I called both Sam and Dean, DeanSam cause they were always together when someone addressed them. So, you’re not alone, eek. Now, THAT’S embarrassing.

So, how did you go from ‘kid, what’s your name?!’ to Thiam instagram aesthetics and our fandom? What drew you in?

I think I jumped on the train quite late (cause as I said I didn’t really mind them), but I think I shipped them before but just realized it last season. So, I think I first felt something for them during their fight in the hospital because I was ‘fun-shipping’ them (not really fun but I wasn’t deep into it cause I didn’t bother checking their ship name or anything but I was like ‘lol. They’re gay for each other) during 6B and then I completely lost it in episode 6 of that season and realized that it is a real thing and it’s love.

From that moment I was a mess and died the last few episodes cause I thought they either make it canon or kill Theo off (and maybe make it canon) but neither happened so….ok. :’D I’m sad that I only had like two weeks left with them but since then it’s been a wild ride and they brought me new internet friends ( a whole pack) and made me tumblr fame … it’s crazy how inspiring they are for edits. I just can’t stop. :’D

BUT how I found my way into the Teen Wolf fandom is a bit funnier I think…(at least for me) :’D

This has now become the moment where I ask, “Marie, can you tell us how you got into the Teen Wolf fandom? Lol”

Idk if it’s funny if you don’t know my friends and me personally. But I always had this little group to talk about series with. Mostly The Walking Dead and Game Of Thrones but sometimes other series. A friend of mine, Lucas, once mentioned that there’s a series called ‘teen wolf or something like that’ and that he knows that one character looks like one of our classmates (his name is Tobi). He was talking about Derek and even showed me a pic AND HE REALLY FUCKING LOOKS LIKE HIM (I mean in close up you know it’s not him but you know…).

He already had a beard really really soon (he looked like 20 when he was 15 or something because of it) BUT NOW he looks even more like Derek cause I met him again, like a year ago, in a club and he lost weight and is working out now and….he’s really a Derek look alike (I wish I could show you but privacy…).

After laughing about that I never heard about that series again till I watched the trailer on youtube, and I have no idea why, but it was around new years eve 2015 to 2016 cause I thought about starting it and told a friend of mine on new years eve and showed her the trailer and she also thought it was cool and we started it about a week after that and binge watched the shit out of it.

BUT I ALWAYS HAD THAT PICTURE OF MY CLASSMATE IN MIND WHEN I SAW DEREK. And I still call Derek Tobi when I talk to my best friend who doesn’t watch teen wolf about teen wolf and want to explain something to her.

Lol are you kidding me?! That’s hilarious! And, I’ll raise you. I have a friend Michael who is a spitting image of Scott–skin tone, jaw, hair and all. I wonder if your Tobi/Derek and my Michael/Scott met, would they have a Scott-Derek-esque relationship haha! Since we’ve veered towards Friends, let’s say you, 4 characters from TW, and 1 of you personal friend were living in a Friends-type sitcom. Who’d you bring into your inner circle and which antics would yall get up to?

Ok! This is exciting! So it would be Stiles, Theo, Mason, Liam and my best friend Michelle (she doesn’t watch teen wolf but the hell do I care). We would just be such a funny sassy pack. Do you know that ‘meme’: ‘My friendship comes in 3 levels: Sass, insults, inappropriate sexual humor’? That would be so us. Michelle and me are basically Stiles and that meme describes our friendship so well; we’re really soulmates so I want the whole pack to become that close too.. Theo is a sassy ass anyways and Mason is also on fire.

Liam would suffer under our jokes and always be the one who makes bad jokes only he laughs about and the rest just laughs about him, but we still love him. Michelle and me would ship the hell out of Theo and Liam (and Mason and Corey are goals af). Mason would be sceptical at first but together with Corey–I can’t have Mason without Corey…sorry?–we get him to join us.

Sometimes, Liam and Theo even go with it and flirt for fun just to piss Stiles off who somehow ended up stuck with us after Scott left for college and Stiles decided to quit the FBI and now works as a police officer at the station. Of course, Thiam gets real and no one really notice it at first cause we think it’s just another prank on Stiles until we catch them making out in my kitchen during a pack meeting. There are also a few other pranks since we’re the sassy pack. Stiles mostly uses his position as a police officer, like towing our cars or getting us a ticket. Theo’s pranks are a bit shocking at the beginning since he needs to learn how to be a decent human being. Liam and my pranks fail most of the time. Michelle and Mason are the prank master team; they always come up with the craziest ideas.

Yassss of course, Corey would be there. There’s always a significant other who’s there so often, they become part of the group lol. That sounds like my kind of party, all the chaos and sassy destruction. All the creativity, it’s the perfect segway to our next topic of the day: fandomtrashwhore, aka your creativity.

If your creativity was a person, what type would they be? What would they do? Wear? Listen to? Handle conflict?

I think it would just be a furious working single mother? Cause during the week I’m working and even if I have nothing to do after work I only seem to be able to edit at weekends and then I sacrifice my whole weekend to it like it’s my child. And furious cause once I have an idea in my head, I drown myself in pic finding which can be so exhausting and I bet I look like a stressed single mom during that cause I’m having so many tabs open and so many search phrases to throw at google in my head at the same time.

I also have specific pics in my head and I could cry if I don’t find a perfect pic to fit that image in my head. I mostly listen to the Airplanes playlist I made while editing but I also love artists like Ed Sheeran and Halsey so that would also fit quite well to keep that person calm and grounded. I also think my creative process is quite vulnerable and moody cause sometimes I can’t wait to edit and other times I feel like I never want to edit again and I need to force myself to (during editing I love it again tho). And vulnerable cause like I said I hate when I can’t find a decent pic and could cry. Same goes for if the app crashes during a long edit or if something won’t go how I want it and my patience dies.

Does that single mother furiously create outside of the Thiam fandom too?

Yes, I do social media au’s for all my fandoms (at least I want to, till now I only have a few.)  I’m not a writer but I have a started Sherlock fanfic with a trailer (I like the trailer tho and some one shots to several fandoms on wattpad. I’m ashamed of them cause I’m a bad writer but I can’t stop trying :’D So here’s my Wattpad. Don’t expect too much!!

I mentioned the trailer for my Sherlock before and right now I’m also working on a trailer ( more like ‘short movie’) for and OC (who ended up to be Marie Avgeropoulos) x Negan from The Walking Dead.Till now it’s 13 minutes long and I love the shit out of it. I never drew for a fandom before (german youtube back in the days, I had instagram fanpages. I still have them but I don’t edit for them anymore cause series took over my life. If you know german youtube and are interested contact me but they’re not that important for most of the people reading this, I think. ANYWAYS, what I wanted to say is that I want to draw something Thiam or rather Airplanes themed soon.

Oh AND I and my best friend (Michelle from before) used to write our fanfics (mostly about german youtubers) over whatsapp back in the days. It was legendary but also very unrealistic and hilarious. Sadly, we lost most of them when we got new phones which breaks my heart.

Dang, that’s tragic. Thankfully, you still have the memories. From trailers to Whatsapp/Wattpad fics, they’ve all led you to this moment: Instagram aesthetics. How’re you inspired when choosing a theme?

Most of the time I find a pic that inspires me to an edit theme. E.g., I saw the 3rd pic of The Buck’s party pic on Liam’s profile for the engagement & wedding edit coincidentally on tumblr or something and was like: “Yes, that could be Liam carried by Stiles and the boy on the right is Scott and the girl is Lydia and the pic was taken by Mason….why would something like this situation happen….A BUCK’S PARTY! I NEED TO DO A ENGAGEMENT AND WEDDING AU. Then, the other pictures and ideas just find their way.

I also accept requests (like the new year eve one) or I’m inspired by a post (like for example when I did the Thiam Mykonos one.

And when you search for photos, what’s your process for choosing the best ones?

Most of the time, the story of my au’s is formed by the pics I find. Like I have an idea and look for pics and then I see which pics make a logic story. Most of the time, I don’t know myself how I find so good pics and I bet I could never find them again (I tried once after I lost some), cause I found them so deep in the internet. Mostly, I google pretty weird sentences and I wonder what the NSA is thinking of me. :’D  For example, I googled “Throwing Tampons” for an Airplanes related edit once. I bet whoever observes me thinks I’m a killer when I look for aesthetics (especially when I did the The Walking Dead aesthetics) and googled for bloody pics. I nearly threw up a few times tho while doing so.

Finding pics is a harder job than you might think; I would say it takes more time than the editing itself, but I can’t say for sure cause once I start editing I’m lost in some sort of tunnel and suddenly it’s dark outside. When I want to google for ‘natural’ pics, I mostly add ‘snapchat’ or ‘instagram’ behind it (e.g. ‘couple eating take out food snapchat’). Also, you can find good pics on pinterest (my Pinterest name is ‘Marie Rosa’ btw), especially aesthetical and gay couple pics!

Deciding is even harder cause I often have 50 pics in my folder and can only use 12. Then, I check which one I definitely want to have in the edit and which I liked best and are the most decent ones to the images I had in mind.

When there are people on it, it’s also important that they look like the characters they should portrait. After that, I still have 20 pics left and cry because I love them all. Then I make two new folders to decide which ones are for Liam’s and which ones are for Theo’s profile and then I delete some more pics with a hurting heart (or I save them for other edits some day) and look which pics fit best together (when I edit aesthetics, similar color is a big topic). The biggest mess is when I get more ideas during editing or realize that one pic I thought I liked doesn’t fit at all and stop to look for more pics and the whole order I had is thrown away again and I need to start again. :’D

My goodness, I remember seeing you and Sammy (@glitter-cake20) talk about finding pics before on Discord, but that is…really involved. Are there times when you create your own images instead? If so, which edits/manips have been your favorite?

I would say the Hunger Games one was my best manip, but I also like the one in the Thiam parent AU  where I replaced Cody’s cat with a baby two times. And, nearly all manips I did for my Airplanes series, especially Disney Kiss (I just edited Dylan on Cody’s ex-girlfriend…lol…no regrets), the bowling pic, all the pack video calls in which I added some more heads and the ones of Derek and Stiles in NYC. I also love the one of Mason and Liam carrying watermelons in the Dirty Dancing AU and the whole Daredevil Thiam (+Morey) AU is also one of my favorites cause it’s so aesthetical. I mean in the end I nearly love them all cause I wouldn’t have posted them if not.

You’ve mentioned CaptainMintyFresh’s Airplanes a few times. What inspired the idea to make instagram posts for the guys’ journey? So far, which has been your favorite chapter to conceptualize? And why?

I don’t really know how it started but I was editing my other ones and Tagan kept mentioning certain pic scenarios. (I think it was around the waterpark chapter.) I was just like: ”She’s giving so many good patterns why don’t you try to make Insta profiles to the chapters.” It was one of my best decisions cause I loved it, even if it was a pain in the ass! I finally managed to catch up and since then I feel so empty…sounds strange but my past few months were spend with Thiam and Airplanes and suddenly, I’m free. I was looking forward to editing other things again and I did but on the other side, I feel lost and don’t even know what to edit or I’m not in the mood. I have an Airplanes hangover or something. :’D  

My favorite to conceptualize were probably the Disney chapters (it used to be the lake chapter but since editing Disney, I like that more) but every chapter was fun in it’s own way. (I’m planning on doing a commenting on the airplanes edits after Airplanes is finished).

I also think you can see how my skills improved while editing when you look at the first chapter edits and the last ones. That’s maybe the thing I’m most grateful about; it gave me the chance to experiment and grow along with the Fic and the characters.

Aww, that’s quite poetic. And, now we have Chapter  39 out, so you must feel the inkliest bit complete!

And, now I can feel the inkiest bit better about the next question to come.

CHALLENGE TIME! If you seen how BTS works, you know we love giving you the Time to Shine! For your first challenge, you can bring any of your insta posts to life in the TW Universe. Which would you choose? Set the scene for how that pic was taken.

I mean I would say the airplane series but it’s not my story so I’m gonna go with one of my single edits.

Then I would say the Parent AU cause I’m a bitch for parent Thiam. I’m gonna go with the pic of the crying baby with the title ‘Great. My son has my husband’s attitude’.

Liam sends Theo to the store with Leo after a discussion so he has some peace and can clean the house without interruptions. Leo won’t stop crying on top of his lungs in the middle of the store and Theo sighs while resting his forehead on the shopping cart (I hope that’s what it’s called).Then, he looks up again and gets his phone out to snap a picture and post it to show everyone that not only Liam is a whining little shit torturing him but now also his son. He laughs at himself for the joke which makes Leo stop crying and laugh with him instead. Theo takes that as an encouragement for his joke and carries him on his arm for the rest of the shopping trip, When they return home, he’s greeted by Liam who’s trying to look pissed but fails and just smirks at him and giving him a slight slap on the arm.

Hahahaha, yes! Dig it. And yes, it’s totally called a shopping cart (at least in my state). One final challenge before we wrap up? Since your images are always so unique to the theme, which pictures/ types of pictures would you use for these one word/phrase prompts:

Celebrity

Stuck at the Airport

Blind Date Gone Wild

Do you just want one pic or a collage of some good pics I would use? BUT I would love to do the whole edit. :’D

Heck yeah, we’d love a whole edit!!

FINALLY, done! Amen.

Wow!! I’m stunned. Over 80 pictures. 6 Days. 3 WHOLE POSTS!?! Plus Comment Posts! Honestly, how do you do it? Everyone, definitely go check these out; their linked with their respective challenges below!

[   Celebrity   |   Stuck at the Airport   |   Blind Date Gone Wild   ]

While we all marvel at that, can we expect any other Thiam instagram themes from you in the future?

Of course. I have an Thiam folder with 357 a folder for the upcoming Mockingjay AU with 37 and my airplanes folder with still 194 pics. Somehow and someday I’m gonna use them all. Planned is to finish the Hunger Games series, cause I still need to do Mockingjay and I also have so many good parenting pics left so there’s definitely going to be another parent Thiam AU and some random ones.

It depends on my mood and requests I get or if I’m suddenly inspired by a pic to edit a specific theme. I also want to make more of Thiam x other fandoms, like Maze Runner, Divergent and so on but I also want to edit for so many other fandoms and ships. Why is there so less time in my mortal life?

Who knows? If only time stopped during the Fandom spurts of our lives, then we could enjoy it as long as we wanted to. Aww, I’m sad to see us come to an end. Marie, what’s next for you?

Finish my apprenticeship in 2020 and have a job after that + moving out. The next thing I’m saving money on right now is my own car till august (I also want my first own TV and playstation and need a new laptop any maybe smartphone :’D). Other fix dates this year are german comic con in december or turning 20 on 27th June.

Of course, I’m gonna drown myself in more fandoms and editing (I mean I’ve already watched 7 new series in 2018).

Oooh, which new shows? (I know I said we were ending lol, but shows are my drug!)

I finally got myself netflix since streaming became officially illegal (it wasn’t actually legal or illegal before but they couldn’t do anything to you and it was safe) here last year and I used it to watch all the marvel netflix productions like Jessica Jones, Iron Fist, Daredevil, The Defenders, Luke Cage (which I haven’t finished cause Netflix won’t let me, every 30 seconds it crashes) and The Punisher. Jessica Jones and Daredevil are my favorites out of them. Then, I also watched How To Get Away With Murder….IT’S MY FUCKING NEW RELIGION! Coliver is giving me more than life. They’re goals.

(In case anyone is interested in what I’m watching and stuff here’s my TV TIME name: MarieRo)

OMG, Ok, Ok, let me end this before I start a rampage about all things Marvel. Thanks so much for hanging with us at the Thiam Lib and letting us get to know you! Is there anything else you’d like to add, including any life/creating wisdom?  Write until your heart’s content.

There are SO MANY intelligent things to say, but I’ll go with: Don’t give a shit about what other people think but always be open for other people’s opinions and teachings BUT don’t believe anything blindly. Just survive somehow tbh.

I have some other blogs on tumblr: @marierosaurus (random shit I like, sexual or funny af, just everything) @music-is-all-i-need-in-life (my music fandoms) @edsheeranfanblog (as you can maybe tell….a blog for Ed Sheeran?) @youtube-fan-live (blog for mostly german youtube)

(Instagram (about my traveling and just random private instagram shit): marierosarius)

I also want to thank you Minna for doing all this (bts is such a cool idea and keeping us inspired with the movie fest and stuff has to be so much work!) and especially for inviting me in the Thiam Discord pack chat 4 or 5 month ago. It’s been a wild ride and I maybe would’ve never known about that chat without you.

I love that chat and how we spend the christmas holidays together and thiam got so much more intense and it’s not even only about thiam anymore we also exchange about many other fandoms and we cried so many smut tears together (I mean that nsfw chat is on fire and I remember voice chat talks between in that christmas holidays we will burn in hell for and I love it :’D) and also fluff and angst tears but mostly smut tbh.

Just thanks for everything the Thiam community gave me, I said earlier that thiam gave me ‘tumblr fame’ and that sound stupid but it did, cause I edited before and nobody gave a single shit and reblogged or liked anything. Thiam was the best thing that could happen to me, even if I mostly edit for myself cause I like it and it’s fun, I can’t deny that it motivates you and makes you happy when other appreciate your work. Even not Teen Wolf or Thiam related posts / reblogs are noticed and it makes me so happy. Ok, sorry for bothering you with all my stupid talking. All I have left to say is: Meow

Awww, thanks so much for the love! Hahaha, our first Discord chat feels like so long ago now lol. And I also wouldn’t be here without my other Thiam Library Mods, esp Tiffany, Esme, Lizzie, Euthoxia, and Vis. They keep me inspired and grounded when life gets crazy. Just as you all, the Thiam Fandom, keep us inspired with your interactions and massive talent. We love you all!

With that, Behind the Screens presents Marie to you! If you want even more, you can read her questions that didn’t make it into the official interview here! Of course, the conversation doesn’t stop here. Not only can you chat with her on her 4 other blogs AND TV TIME, you can find her at these places too:

Main Tumblr: fandomtrashwhore

Inbox/Ask: fandomtrashwhore ask

Wattpad: Marierosarius

Instagram: marierosarius

Snapchat: marierosarius

Twitter: MarieRosarius

She’s also accepting prompts and the like, so hit her up!

We’d like to thank Marie for entertaining our many questions and challenges!! We have tons more BTS coming in the next few weeks, so stay on the look out for those <3

Have a Thiam Creator you fan over? Send us their names. Likewise, if you as the creator, would like to be a part of the Behind the Screens series, give us a shout too! We’d love to get to know you, as well.

[softheo]

When I wake up, you’ll be here?

Liam laid in his bed, looking at the ceiling. He wanted to sleep, he really wanted to. But of course, he was overthinking again. His thoughts drifted to how Theo always said that he could hear the noises of his thoughts. The chimera always teased him when he started to overthink, but deep down, Liam knew it was just a way to distract him and make him stop torturing himself with his thoughts.

Theo.

Liam missed him. It was the first time he admitted it, at least to himself. He missed having him around. He missed their costant fights and teasings. He missed the chimera’s soft smiles, the ones which were reserved to Liam and Liam only. Because around Liam, Theo was a different person, he could see it. He cared about Liam, he knew that, despite the fact that Theo would never say it. He fucking protected Liam with his body from the hunters, risking his life, of course he cared about him. And Liam cared about him too, he really did, but he understood that when it was too late.

Theo left. And Liam couldn’t help but think that it was his fault.

After the war against the hunters, Theo had stayed in Beacon Hills, helping Liam to deal with Scott and the others leaving. They started to spend a lot of time together, and Liam was now realising that he took his company for granted.

They used to meet after school every day. Somethimes they would go running in the preserve, letting their wolf side free. Theo, at a certain point, became comfortable enough around Liam to full shift into a wolf. The first time Theo did that, Liam patted his head, caressing the black fur. When Theo shifted back into a human, he said to Liam to never pat him again because he wasn’t a dog. But Liam knew he wasn’t really mad about it, so he kept doing it. 

Other times they would go to Liam’s house, and Theo would help Liam with his homework, listening to him rambling about history for hours. The passion which with Liam talked about history facts amazed Theo, so he didn’t complain. Then they would play a tons a video games, and sometimes Mason and Corey would join them. They sometimes spent even their evenings together, sprawled on Liam’s couch, watching a random film on Netflix while eating a pizza.

Theo also started to go seeing Liam playing Lacrosse. He still remembered that time when Theo hugged him after the game, because Liam really had been the best player in the field. But Liam was too shocked to hug him back, so Theo stepped back, uncomfortably.

Because that was the problem. A part of Liam was still unsure about trusting Theo. He knew that his feelings towards the chimera were becoming way more friendly and this scared the shit out of him. It was still difficult for him to believe that Theo was.. human. He knew he had changed, he really knew that, but he still remembered how much it hurt when he betrayed him, when he manipulated him to kill Scott. And it’s not like he didn’t forgive him, because he did, but he was too scared to let his guard down around Theo.

The second time something like that happened, they were on Liam’s couch, teasing each other like always. Theo started poking Liam’s sides, making him laugh. Theo somehow found himself on top of the beta, and somehow they stopped laughing and started to intensely gaze at each other. That eye contact was so powerful that made Liam feel week. So he got up, making the chimera fall on the floor, and went to the kitchen, saying that he was hungry.

The third time they were again on Liam’s couch. They were watching a film, and Theo was sitting dangerously close to him. Then Theo fell asleep, with his head on Liam’s shoulder and his heart started to pound in his chest. He wanted to touch his face so bad, to dig his fingers into his hair. He wanted to hug Theo close and protect him from everything. But his thoughts scared him to death. He realised that not only he was scared of trusting Theo again, but also he was scared of his feelings for the chimera. He couldn’t stand having Theo close in that moment, so he got up, leaving a sleeping Theo on his couch.

And then, that happened. 

They were walking back from Liam’s lacrosse practice and were heading to his house.

“Do you want to do something tonight?” Theo asked.

“Do you have anything in your mind?” Liam asked.

“Uhm, I thought that maybe we could go to the cinema.” Theo said.

“Are you asking me out on a date, Theo?” Liam asked with a laugh, trying to not show his nervousness.

“No! I mean, we could go as friends, watch an action film and throw popcorn to the kissing couple.” Theo said.

And so Liam agreed and that how he found himself in front of his wardrobe, trying to find something for his no-date with Theo.

He had so much fun that night that he really wished it was a date. They were sitting on a bench, drinking their hot chocolate as they were laughing about how pissed the people in the cinema were because of them. Liam couldn’t stop looking at Theo. Seeing Theo smile was the precioust thing Liam had ever seen. The way his eyes sparkled and how the wind was caressing his hair made him look absolutely breathtaking. He unconsciously started to lean in. Theo took the hint and got closer, meeting him halfway. But when their noses brushed against each other, he panicked and got up, saying that he needed to come back home.

Tears streamed through Liam’s cheecks at that memory, and he didn’t even bother to wipe them. He couldn’t stop thinking about the fact that if he hadn’t run away that night, things would have been different. If he had talked to Theo about the way he was feeling, maybe they would have figured things out together. Maybe he would have been happy now. He missed Theo so much that it hurt. He felt like he had a weight on his chest, not letting him breathe. So he got up and opened the window, trying to calm himself down.

Theo left the day after the almost-kiss, right in front of Liam’s house. He looked at the spot where Theo’s truck was parked that day, feeling his chest thighten.

He was coming back from school that day, asking himself why Theo didn’t pick him up, when he saw the truck parked in front of his house. He knew something was wrong, and Theo’s chemosignals proved that he was right. Theo smelt of anxiety, but most of all, sadness and loneliness. Liam felt something at the pit of his stomach. When Theo noticed him, he got out of his truck.

“Hey.” Liam said softly when he was in front of Theo.

“Hi.” Theo said.

His voice had never sounded so weak. His eyes were dark and didn’t sparkle anymore. Dark bags circled his eyes.

“Theo, what’s wrong?” Liam asked, instantly worrying about the chimera.

“I’m leaving, Liam.” Theo said.

“What are you talking about?” Liam asked, panicking.

“I’m leaving Beacon Hills for a while.” Theo explained.

“But.. why?” Liam asked, desperately trying not to cry.

“I need to clear my mind, Liam. I have so many thoughts right now and it’s overwhelming me. I need to go away.” Theo said, not looking at the beta.

“Will you come back?” Liam asked.

“I will, I promise.” Theo said.

“Okay.” Liam said.

He really wanted to hug Theo and don’t let him go, but he didn’t. Theo gave him a small smile, got on his truck and left him, leaving an hole inside of his heart.

At this point, Liam was sobbing. He had been so stupid. The reason why Theo left was him. Theo couldn’t handle Liam rejecting him. God, he had always knew that deep down his asshole mask, Theo just needed to be loved. And Liam really wanted to do that, but it was too late now.

He was in love with Theo.

Saying it in his mind made him feel a little better.

He got back to bed, wondering if Theo would keep his promise. He said that he would have come back, but it’s been three months now, and Liam didn’t know if he would have seen his face again.

“You look like shit, dude.” Mason told him.

Corey, who was sitting next to his boyfriend, nudged him.

“Thanks mate.” Liam said rolling his eyes.

“Are you okay, Li?” Corey asked.

“Fine. I didn’t sleep well.” Liam said.

“Another night thinking about how much you miss Theo?” Mason asked.

Liam glanced at him, but didn’t say anything. He used to deny it, but it didn’t make sense anymore.

Liam sighed, until something hit his nose. He got up, sniffling air, gained a what the hell are you doing look from Mason and Corey.

He started to walk, following that scent.

It couldn’t be.

“Liam, what are you doing?” Mason asked.

“I… I thought I smelt Theo’s scent.” Liam said.

“Nobody’s here, Liam.” Corey said softly.

“Good, now my mind starts to play tricks on me.” Liam said.

A few hours later, Liam was in front oh his house. 

What the fuck, Liam though, while opening the door of his house. As soon as he closed the door behind his back, that scent hit him again, stronger. Liam started to follow it. It led him upstairs, where he could literally smell Theo.

His heart started to beat faster and faster, and when he saw Theo sitting at the end of his bed, he had to lean against the door frame because he didn’t trust his leg.

“Your mum let me in and said that I could wait you here. I hope you don’t mind.” Theo said.

“Are you.. are you real?” Liam asked.

“Yes Liam, I’m real.” Theo said, gotting up and giving a small smile to Liam.

This time, Liam didn’t hold himself back. He ran straight toward Theo, crushing him in a tight hug. After a few seconds of hesitation, Theo hugged Liam back, and that made Liam clung on the chimera even tighter, burying his face in the crock of his neck, inhaling his scent. Theo hold the beta close in his arms, gently caressing his back, his neck and his hair.

When Theo felt something wet on his collarbone, he understood that Liam was crying. So he pulled back, grabbing his face with his hands and forcing him to meet his eyes.

“Why are you crying, little wolf?” Theo asked.

But hearing Theo calling him that way, only made him cry more.

Theo stood there, wiping away Liam’s tears with his thumbs, conforting him.

“I’m sorry,T. I’m so sorry, I was a dumbass.” Liam said. 

“Yes, you were.” Theo said.

But the smile on his lips made him understand that he wasn’t mad at Liam.

“I shouldn’t have let you leave. I should have kept you here, with me, but I was so focused on myself that I didn’t think about the fact that what I was doing affected you too.” Liam said.

“Because you didn’t think that I was capable of feelings, do you?” Theo asked. 

Liam didn’t answer.

“I’m not blaming you, Liam. I’m aware of the fact that I did terrible things, that I made you suffer. I just.. felt hurt. I let you in. I let myself care for you. I put your safety before mine. And it hurt as hell seeing you pushing me away.” Theo explained.

“I’m sorry.” Liam whispered, tears falling again on his checks.

“Please, don’t cry.” Theo said, taking Liam’s hands in his, intertwining their fingers.

“I just can’t handle the fact that I hurt you. You saved my ass so many times, and I was selfish enough to think only about myself.” Liam said.

“But this time away.. I think it helped us.” Theo said.

“How?” Liam asked.

“Being away from you made me realise how much you mean to me. I didn’t exactly have experience with feelings, but your absence made me understand how important you are to me. And if it made you realise the same thing, I’m not gonna leave anymore.” Theo said.

“I… I love you, Theo.” Liam said, looking at the chimera.

“What?” Theo breathed out.

“I’m in love with you, Theo.” Liam said again.

Theo looked at him, smiling.

“I love you too, Liam.” Theo said.

“Say it again.” Liam asked, grabbing Theo’s shirt and pulling him closer.

“I love you, little wolf.” Theo said, leaning his forehead against Liam’s.

This time, Liam didn’t pull back. He pressed his lips softly on Theo’s, holding on his t-shirt like his life was depending on it. Theo kissed him back, holding him close. He gripped Liam’s hair gently, getting a low groan from the beta. That give Theo the chance to push his tongue inside Liam’s mouth, deepening the kiss. And in that moment, all the broken pieces of Liam’s heart found their way back. They pulled back, smiles on their faces, hearts beating fast.

Liam pulled Theo on his bed, making him seat. He sat on his thighs, legs at the side of his hips. He grabbed Theo’s face and started to leave kisses wherever he could, making Theo laugh. The chimera hold Liam close, while the beta brushed his nose against his jawline, then his cheeck and then his nose, where he left a light kiss, gaining a giggle from Theo.

“Oh my god, did you just giggle?” Liam squealed.

“I didn’t!” Theo defended himself, but the playful smile on his lips betrayed him.

 “Yes you did! It was so cute!” Liam said.

Liam hugged him closer, making Theo lay down on his bed. Theo wrapped his arms around Liam, noticing how tired the beta looked.

“Get some sleep, baby wolf.” Theo said, wrapping the blanket around them.

“You’ll be here?” Liam asked.

Theo gave him a confused look.

“When I wake up, you’ll be here?” Liam asked.

Theo was taken back from Liam’s question. Hearing him sounding so weak and unsure hurt him. 

“I will, I promise.” Theo said, placing a light kiss on his temple.

Liam left a light kiss on his collarbone before falling asleep, with Theo’s scent all over him, making him feel safe.

[nevernolan]

Friends pt.2 || Nolan Holloway

( Part 1 )

❧ genre: angst ♧ ❧ pairing: Nolan Holloway X Reader ❧ warnings: physical bullying, swearing, S6 spoilers ❧ summary: in which you come across your best friend Nolan, beating up Liam in order to get him to shift.

After your encounter with Nolan, you hadn’t seen him or any of your other friends for the rest of the day. You attempt to take your mind off of the stressful situation by choosing to hang out with other people aside from your friends and avoiding Nolan in general.

But this proved to be difficult after the last class of the day as you walked down the crowded hallway towards your locker when you heard shouts and a large crowd. The wrenching feeling in your gut told your instinct that your friends were not in a good situation and so you slam your locker shut and rush towards the sound of the large crowd.

Pushing past people, you see a large crowd gather between the doorway of the classroom, blocking your view of whatever was happening inside. “Are you just going to let us do this to you?” your heart dropped, that was Nolan’s voice. You finally understood what was happening as your push past and through people to see the event unfold in front of you. 

Nolan had his hands pressed to the sides of Liams bloodied face, holding him against the wall as he moved his face closer in a threatening matter. “You know you can take us. All you have to do is change.” he whispers, heavily emphasising the word.    

You were horrified. Nolan is purposely trying to make Liam shift in front of people, you look around to see Mason next to you, held down by a number of students so that he couldn’t interfere. “The sun, the moon, the truth” Liam managed to whisper to himself in his shaky breath, calming himself down.

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” Nolan demands before Gabe pushes him aside “who cares” he says before landing a punch onto Liams face causing him to topple to the ground.

“Liam!” you shouted grabbing their attention, “Y/N?” Liam mustered in his tired state. You attempted to run towards him only to find that you were being held back by several students as well. Gabe continues to beat Liam when you turned your attention to Nolan who already had his eyes on you.

You just looked at him, silently begging him to stop. But he was different. This was not the Nolan you knew and loved, he had some sort of look to him. It was a look of determination that was written across his face as he looked away from you and back to Liam impatiently.

Liam looks up at Nolan with frustration as he groans, attempting to keep himself from shifting but you could see the glint of gold spark in his eyes as it became more difficult to avoid shifting. “You’re fighting it” Nolan was now also becoming frustrated with him but he leans down and places his hands onto his knees, bringing his face closer to Liam’s in a taunting manner. 

“But you can’t hold back forever” he says almost cheerfully, at this point Gabe hold his hair in place and kicks his knee onto Liams jaw powerfully, flinging his already tired body backwards.

This proved to be enough for you as you forcefully tugged your arms and body away from the students holding you in place. “What the fuck are you doing?” you yell as you make your way to Nolan, no students attempting to stop you anymore.

Nolan simply looks at you in an expression that you couldn’t even read now, not saying anything as you stood in front of him. “We want everyone to see the real Liam” he states loudly, making sure everyone heard. This alone pissed you off beyond recognition and you didn’t even process what was going on until the palm had already made contact with Nolans cheek.

The sound of a loud slap causes everyone to quiet down as you stood there realising that you had just slapped your own best friend. “The only thing people are seeing is the real you.” you state with venom coating your every word as you wanted him to be hurt by them.

But Nolan’s face still held utter shock from your previous slap to express anything from your words. You turn and see Gabe who has dismissed your slap and raised his fist preparing to give Liam another punch when a loud voice disrupted him. 

“What the hell is going on!” the loud voice of Coach breaks the crowd of students apart as he grabbed Gabe by the collar and pulls him away from Liam. “Back off!” he demands before grabbing Nolan by the collar as well “Hey, get to the principals office. Now!”

Coach pushes the two boys towards the door, forcing them out before looking at everyone in the crowd  “what the hell is this?” everyone was silent and avoiding his eyes “Get out! all of you! I can’t stand to look at your faces!” he yells once more as everyone exits the class, leaving you, Corey, Mason and Liam.

You rush to kneel over Liam’s badly beaten and bloodied body to examine his injuries before Coach, Corey and Mason join in. They help him up through Liam’s violent coughing and wheezing “let’s go” Coach says gently as he leaves the classroom frustratedly. 

“I can’t believe you did that” Mason says over Liam’s heavy pants “Clark Kent right?” Liam replies lightly though obviously in pain. “Yeah. Clark Kent” Mason agrees before Liam rests his head against Mason’s shoulder tiredly.

“Liam.. I’m so sorry” you say quietly examining his tired state but he simply looks up at you and shakes his head lightly “it’s not your fault” but you couldn’t help the guilt knowing that you could have stopped the events before they occurred. 

Mason gives you a knowing nod “I’ll go patch him up and take him home” he says before he and Corey help Liam out the door. You stood there a while still in shock and frustration over what had happened before you decide to solve this issue with Nolan yourself. 

Making your way to the now empty and quiet hallways, you stop and wait by the principals office, leaning against the wall in an attempt to support your own body. After an extremely long time of waiting, the office doors finally open, revealing Nolan and Gabe who step out. Both boys were unaware of your presence until you firmly grab Nolans hand and drag him into the boys locker room. 

The whole time you were doing so, Nolan had purposefully avoided you eyes, looking down at the ground beneath him like a guilty puppy. A long silence washed over the two of you as you continued to stare at him silently, “are you just gonna keep silent or are you going to tell me what the hell that was?” you finally say, noticing how much you sounded like a disappointed parent.

But again, Nolan keeps silent as he continues to stare down at his feet. “It’s getting late, but neither of us are leaving until you say something” you warn, crossing your arms impatiently. This time he finally looks up at you and your heart couldn’t help but skip a beat at the way he looked at you. 

“You slapped me” he stated, his voice revealing the hurt behind it. “Because you were beating up my friend!” you almost yelled, his face didn’t seem to show any change of emotion which frustrated you more. “Why are you protecting him?” he asks and you were about to facepalm out of frustration before your phone started to ring.

Looking at the caller ID, you couldn’t help but smirk as Liam’s name had popped up. You let Nolan take a good look at the name on your screen before you answer it, making sure that his voice was loud and clear through the phone. “Hey, we need you here in the sheriffs office, we’ve got a problem” Liam says.  

Nolans face seemed as if he was both anxious and irritated over the disruption of the call while he watched your face intently, “I’m on it” you reply and turn off the call, keeping your gaze on Liam. “If you’re not giving me an explanation, i’m leaving” you tell him as you turn and open the door of the locker room.

“Just tell me one thing.” He pleads quietly, grabbing your wrist, keeping you from leaving him. “Are you one of them?” it was a heartbreaking sight to see Nolan seem so desperate for an answer, but you weren’t going to give him one, not after what he’d done. “Why? are you going to beat me up too?” your tone was cold and aggressive as you tug your hand away from his grasp before rushing out the school.

A/N: I got a comment on my previous one (though it was pretty bad lmao) that it’d be good to continue as a series so here’s a part two! I do enjoy writing this and so please let me know if you enjoy reading it~ Don’t be afraid to comment or send me any messages!

[creativeashproductions]

Bye Bye

Summary: Attempting to escape from the new enemy causes Reader and Stiles to teleport to Kansas with near devastating results. Those being in the form of the infamous hunters the Winchesters and of course Stiles has to get word vomit.

Characters: platonic!reader x platonic!Stiles Stilinski, Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, and Scott McCall

Words: 1350

Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Wolf, Supernatural or the characters involved. I only own the reader and the plot around the reader. I also do not own gifs or images either.

Warnings: Swearing, mention of death and the Winchesters (let’s face it, they are warnings alone)

Author: Caitsy

A/N: Short and sweet. I’m trying to get more comfortable not reaching 2k words. Also read this for the new regulation and add some comment on this fic and another shall appear soon.

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You were racing along with Stiles from the new enemy, you could practically feel the breath on the back of your neck as you pushed Stiles in front more. Of course it wouldn’t take the wolves on but instead wanted the ‘weak’ link of the pack first. Humans.

“Stiles move!” You shouted at the uncoordinated teenager.

“I’m trying!” He shouted back pushing himself further.

The thing was that when you got panicky things tended to turn south…a lot. Last time you had managed to land yourself in a snowbank in Alaska. It was freezing before you managed to get back to the loft. You had started taking yoga to calm yourself so the chance of teleporting unexpectedly was lowered. You felt the claws brush your arm before you jumped landing a hand of Stiles’ shoulder before you let yourself go. When you opened your eyes you saw that you were in the middle of a road with Stiles hyperventilating beside you. You heard a rumble of a car before you turned seeing bright headlights aiming right at you.

“I’M TOO YOUNG TO DIE!”

“Are you just saying that because you’re still a virgin?” You questioned freaking out. The car screeched, swerving slightly when you touched Stiles and zapped yourselves behind the car.

The tension in the air was thick when the doors of the car were violently pushed open and guns were pulled on the two of you. One insanely tall guy and another tall guy roughly moved towards you guys and just as the shorter of the two was about to pull the trigger you and Stiles zapped to the side letting the echo of the high pitch scream coming from Stiles shift with you.

“Who the hell are you?” The deep gravely voice of the shorter one demanded. Your eyes doubled in size.

“No one.” You cleared your throat. You glanced over to see Stiles looking up at the sky as if he were pleading with the Gods.

“You just appeared out of no where!”

“Before you kill us. Can we know your names?” Stiles nervously asked.

“Dean.” The shorter one stated, “This is my younger brother Sam.”

“Stiles Stilinski. This is Y/N Y/L/N.” Stiles pointed to you.

“What the hell is a Stiles?” Sam said. The offended expression crossed your friends face before it was amazingly replaced with a blank expression. Moving to grip his hand the gun trained you only this time.

“Don’t even think about it.” Dean threatened.

“You wouldn’t kill him right? He’s a seventeen year old virgin.” You nervously said. You had faced so many supernatural creatures you were surprised to see that a gun make you scared. You had faced a ghostly creature brought back by Dread Doctors for Christ sakes.

“Eh.” Dean rolled his shoulders, “Sam still is one too. He’s in his thirties.”

“Dean!” Sam exclaimed looking at him, “I’m not…whatever. Look what the hell are you?”

“I’m human!” Stiles yelled, “She’s something. She can teleport but she’s completely human.”

Dean slowly lowered his gun until he saw you hadn’t moved an inch and pushed it back into his waist band. Both of the men were slightly surprised about the development along with how reserved and older both of the teens appeared to be.

“Why are you here?” Sam questioned following his brother’s movements.

“When I get emotional in any way I tend to teleport without knowing where I will end up. We were in the forest in our town running from…whatever the hell the enemy is this time…and when he brushed my arm I grabbed Stiles intending to land in his house but got Dorothy’s home state.”

“Enemy? You’re a minor! How the hell do you have an enemy?”

“It’s a long story.” Stiles sighed. He knew that they wouldn’t be released until the brothers had every piece of information possible, “You can’t go there. The town’s being protected by our pack.”

“Werewolf pack?” Dean tensed.

“No. There’s a werecoyote, a kitsune, two werewolves, a chimera turned werewolf, banshee, hellhound. Along with a mercenary, druid, a hunter.”  Stiles listed off despite the expressions Y/N was making at him.

“What about you two.” Sam stated instead of asking.

“She’s just a special human and I’m a human that was possessed by a very evil spirit called a nogitsune. Oh! Mason is a chimera that was the host of the Beast of Gévaudan that was raised from the dead by three Dread Doctors.”

“What the hell Stiles!” You yelled, “They’re the Winchesters! Might as well finished what you started!”

Despite the sarcasm Stiles did just that. He started from when Scott was turned all the way through the history of the pack until just before you had teleported here. The Winchesters simply began shifting towards the trunk of the Impala where all the weapons were at. Y/N noticed and zapped herself in front of it.

“Our pack protects the town. It’s only bringing supernatural creatures there because we jumpstarted the Nemeton again.” Stiles shrugged. You pinched the bridge of your nose in disbelief of the boy that was throwing the town under the bus.

“We’re called the McCall pack. The only time that we’ve hurt someone was when Scott turned Liam during the time the Benefactor was the enemy. He only turned him as it was the only way to save the freshman, he was falling to his death when he was in the hospital for a broken leg. He had been dragged to the roof by a wendigo that was killed by an assassin. We follow a life rule where we only injure never kill.”

“Though we’re not entirely sure if we killed Theo or not. He was dragged through the floor by his dead sister.” Stiles said thinking about it. You face palmed as the boy continued to speak as if the pack wouldn’t be hunted now.

“Stiles…these are famous hunters. They don’t rest until we die and everyone knows that the Winchesters get the job done no matter the cost.” You crossed your arms.

“Not to mention when we-”

“SHUT UP STILES!” You screamed. Stiles stopped his rambling noticing how bad the situation had gotten. He mouthed oh shit as he saw the way the Winchesters were creeping towards you in small, nearly unnoticeable, steps. Within seconds Dean has pushed you away while Sam swiftly opened the trunk of revealed a menagerie of weapons.

“You’re gonna take us to your pack.” Dean growled, “And we’ll put you down.” You craned your neck to see Sam holding up a large gun that would most definitely kill you without a doubt. In that moment you glared at Stiles.

“I’m going to kill you.”

You were in the backseat of the impala next to Stiles thinking of ways you could murder the teen even while your wrist was connected to the door. Dean and Sam were up front listening to music that shadowed the conversation from you and Stiles. Stiles peaked at you from the corner of his eye before shuffling his hand closer to yours, when his pinkie brushed yours you pulled your hand closer to your body.

“Don’t.” You coldly spoke to the other teen.

“I’m sorry.” Stiles murmured to you.

“You’ve massively fucked up.” You grunted glancing out of the corner of your eye.

“Tele-“ You cut Stiles off by wrapping your finger around his and focusing clearing on Scott before you flashed out of the back of the impala.

“Oh thank god.” Stiles moaned collapsing into Scott’s arms.

“What the hell happened?” Scott questioned the two of you in different states of emotions. You were beyond pissed while Stiles was relieved.

“We ran into the Winchesters when I teleported us away from the enemy. He turned into a gotten faucet about the supernatural and our part in it.” You hissed at the mole speckled boy, “I don’t care that the Winchesters were gorgeous specimens of the human race, they are ruthless hunters.”

“Stiles.” Scott groaned shaking his head, “We really need to have an intervention with you.”

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[aisyndromes]

I’m sorry

Request: Hey! Can you write an angsty-cute imagine with theo? Theo and reader have a really heated and violent fight (bc of theo’s over-possessiveness) like screams throwing objects. And theo says something he really shouldn’t say and reader gets heartbroken. Then theo tries to apologize. Like he gets really needy and clingy. Im thirsty for needy and cute theo. Thank you 💗

A/N: i hope you enjoy, i haven’t write in a long time and i write this in slight rush sooo ;;; (btw, i’m still a newbie to tumblr lol) orz

Warning(s): angst, fight, throwing things/?, eventual fluff, probably grammatical error and bad english.

Pairing: Theo Raeken x Reader, (mentioned) Bestfriend Liam x Reader

Share your thoughts???

“Having fun with Liam?”

You turned around as soon as you heard that familiar voice, one that belongs to your beloved; Theo Raeken. You almost throw your arms to hug him, but you had to stop yourself.

Stood there by your door frame is Theo, who doesn’t seem in a very good mood, judging from the look on his face. There’s a frown visible on his face, his arms crossed over his chest.

“Theo— where have you been?”

“Oh, I was just watching someone I love having fun with another guy.”

You fell silence at his comeback. You were confused, wondering why Theo is mad at you when you felt like you did nothing wrong. On the other hand, Theo take your silence as a sign of guilt, and he snorts.

“So you like it better when you’re with Liam, (Y/N)?”

“Theo— what are you talking about? I did spend some time with him, but it’s nothing like that!”

“You think I’m stupid? You think I didn’t see the way he looks at you?” Theo gritted his teeth, making his way closer to you.

“What? You think Liam—”

“It’s obvious already! How come you never noticed!? This is why I told you to stay away from him!”

You’re beyond mad at this point. This had happened before, where Theo was pissed because you spend time with Liam (plus Mason and Corey), and that time he told you to keep your distance from Liam. Liam is your best friend, you liked him only as a friend, nothing else. But of course Theo would take it all wrong, considering that he is very possessive.

“Liam is my best friend! He is always been my best friend before we met!”

Theo growled, hearing you saying that makes it even worse. He knew Liam is your best friend, but he couldn’t help himself—seeing you spending time with him makes him angry. His eyes then darted around, he walked over to your desk, and grab a frame which has your picture with Liam.

“Throw this, (Y/N).”

You looked up—almost glared—at him. “No. Never.”

“God damnit, (Y/N). Don’t be a bitch!” It felt like you’re stabbed right on your heart when you heard it. “Fine. You want it that way?”

Before he could do anything, you ran up to him and took the frame back. As you did that, tears were already running down your face. And Theo was taken aback.

“I thought you were better than that. I should’ve seen this coming…”

You can’t control yourself, tears kept rolling down your cheek.

“Get out.”

“I’m not leaving until you give that—”

“GET OUT!” As if in rage, you started to throw whatever it is near. Frame, books, your pillows, anything. Meanwhile he had his arms over his face as a shield, whilst slowly backing away. When he did, you pushed him out of your room, and locked the door.

“(Y/N)!!” He slammed his fist on the door.

“Go away… I don’t want to see you…”

Theo remained silent; realized how much it hurts when you pushed him away—and how much he had hurt you.

“(Y/N)… I’m sorry… I’ve gone too far…”

Leaning against the door, you pulled your knees and hugged it tight, burying your face as you sobbed. You never wanted it to end this way, but you can’t be with someone who’s never willing to accept it that you have friends—someone who wants to keep you away from them. It’s never going to work, since friendship is very important to you as well.

Theo stay still on the other side of the door, hoping you would open the door eventually and hug him, and then he would apologize before he take you to bed, cuddling all night.

But you never opened the door.

.

.

.

You woke up the next morning, eyes swollen. The first thing that comes into your mind when you woke up is that you and your boyfriend had a fight. As you rose up from your bed (though you didn’t remember you’ve move from the door) your eyes scanned your room. It’s all a big mess, books everywhere, pillow on the floor, your picture and Theo is also on the floor.

Your day haven’t even started and you’ve missed him already. It’s really cold sleeping alone on the bed which you two usually share. But after the things he said last night, you probably going to need some time.

After a moment, you walked over to the door; opened it hesitantly. And the sight that lay before you was heartbreaking.

Theo is leaning against the wall right next to your door, his eyes were closed, but at the moment that door opened his eyes were opened as well. He immediately looked up at you, and stood up; without thinking twice he just hugged you tightly.

“(Y/N)… I’m sorry.”

You were speechless, you didn’t know what to say. Did he stay all night?

“I was jealous. I’m sorry, I know what I said last night was awful. I shouldn’t have said those things and I really am sorry—”

You gave up.

You hugged him tight in return, burying your face on his chest.

“I wish I can say that I hate you but I can’t.” You whispered, and he chuckled.

“Good.”

Theo picked you up in his arms, and the next thing you knew you’re on your back on the bed, him on top of you. He caressed your cheek softly, eyes locked with yours, and eventually he kissed you.

The kiss last longer than you’ve thought, when he pulls away, he turns to kiss your jaw, up to your lips only briefly, then to your cheek, your nose—he just peppered kisses across your face. This is a side of Theo that you really love the most. He can be sweet and clingy at times, mostly when there were just the two of you of course.

“Theo… Promise me you’ll never get jealous again? Not when it’s only Liam…”

He didn’t answer, instead he kissed your lips—probably to silence you. You didn’t mind though, but he need to hear it from you. You need to make it clear to him, so you push him away softly.

“Listen to me, Theo—”

He almost kissed you, but you already have your palms on each side of his cheek, cupped his face. Your eyes bore into his, deep.

“I get it, (Y/N), Liam is your best friend. And it’s probably just me thinking that he has a crush on you—”

“Even if he did, or anyone else really, I would never notice.” You smiled, “Because I only have my eyes on you, always.“

Theo smiled, and you finally pulled him into a soft, sweet kiss; just to reassure him that what you said is indeed true.

“I love you, (Y/N).”

[reivenesque]

Requested by @lovelylittlegrim for the @teenwolfexchange

1. (Thiam) A fluffy fair fic. In which Liam takes Theo to his first fair/carnival and they have their first kiss.

Umm, not so much the fluffy fic I planned on when I started and it may or may not be their first kiss. I honestly didn’t know where this was going until I arrived there, but I hope you enjoyed it regardless *hides* I haven’t written a humour fic in ages I could feel my funny bone creaking with disuse as I was typing.

All’s Fair that Ends Fare

One of Liam’s earliest (and fondest) memories was of going to the seasonal fair with his mom and whichever boyfriend she was dating at the time. The only thing Liam really remembered about the guy was that he was a huge dick and pissed at Liam for being forced the tag along because the baby sitter cancelled at the last minute. As a result, Liam made it a point to do his absolute hardest to be the worst little shit to the guy behind his mom’s back and the most innocent angel when she turned to look at him.

The date didn’t last the night. The guy stomped off in righteous fury muttering about annoying children and stupid fairs and his mom was left in confusion staring at his retreating back.

They spent the rest of the night just the two of them going on rides and playing games, and even though his mom put on a smile when she looked at him, Liam could tell that she was hurt, but at the time, his cold little nine-year old heart didn’t care. The only thing that mattered was that the guy was gone and he had his mom all to himself again.

Adult Liam eventually came to the realization that he was a terrible, shithead of a child.

But then his mom met his stepdad and the man didn’t run away no matter how much Liam tried to chase him off, so all in all, it worked out for the best in the end.

“This milkshake sucks.”

The very first words spoken between the two of them in the merry compound of the town fair that night.

“It’s free, so shut up and drink it, asshole.”

God, Theo could be such a negative Nancy. Often times Liam forgot that he was actually Scott and Stiles’s age because of how petulant he could be. But then he remembered that neither Scott nor Stiles acted Scott and Stiles’s age so that was a rather pointless train of thought to have.

“Why are we even here? If I wanted to spend my night grinding up against the smelly sweaty bodies of half the population of Beacon Hills, I would have gone to a club – where they have air-conditioning – and alcoholic beverages instead of this… watered down gluten free soy whatever,” said Theo, swirling around the white liquid in the see through plastic cup in front of his eyes and staring at it suspiciously.

“It’s not gluten free or made of soy,” he said, exhaling exasperatedly.

“Well it might as well be,” said Theo petulantly. “How come you’re having juice then?”

“Cause I wanted to get you something special! Now shut up, Theo. We’re here to have fun tonight, and we will have fun even if it kills you,” said Liam.

“Sounds like fun already.”

Liam ignored him. “What do you want to do first? Which ride do you want to try?” he asked.

“How about that one?” said Theo, motioning towards the open gate at the far end of the field under the neon green sign that said ‘Exit’.

“Hilarious,” he said, his face completely straight and his mouth downturned in a frown.

It wasn’t how he’d originally planned on spending the night, but the funfair was in town – with emphasis on fun, and he was bored as hell – Scott was away on a bro-date with Stiles and Mason was away on a date-date with Corey, and Liam who was at that moment on a sad-date with him, himself and no one else, was feeling particularly left out. Plus he’d recently come to learn that Theo had never been to a fair before. Obviously the Dread Doctors weren’t big on the fun kind of activity that didn’t involve suffering, mutilation and death.

“What about the haunted house?” he suggested. He was pleased to see that it piqued Theo’s interest.

It was also a pivotal moment in which historians somewhere down the line would jot down in their tiny little notebooks as the moment Liam vowed to never take Theo into another haunted house ever again.

The screams of terror were not out of place, obviously, it was a house designed to scare the living crap out of the faint hearted. What was out of place was the sight of the people in ghost costumes, some covered in prosthetic fur and fake ears and fangs and other limbless figures covered in blood running out of said house in absolute pant-wetting terror, shoving each other aside and stepping on toes in their hurry to escape.

Theo’s cackling laughter beside him was like the sound of nails on a chalkboard. Theo was the nail and his face was the chalkboard.

“That’s not funny,” he said, turning around just in time to see Theo’s glowing yellow eyes reverting back to the dark blue and his fangs retreating back into his gums.

“Come on, it’s a little funny,” he said. “Don’t be such a sourpuss, Liam. If I wanted to date a boring, disgruntled old man I would have asked out Derek. Or that old guy that lives at the end of the street that likes to throw sand balls made of cat litter at people who walk past his house.”

Firstly, Liam was absolutely offended by getting compared to a disgruntled old man. Secondly, he hated to admit it but it was sorta funny, but he wasn’t about to confirm that fact to Theo, the guy was insufferable enough as is.

“So? How about it? Are we here to have fun, or are we here to have fun?” he asked with a smirk.

“I don’t know what that even means,” said Liam, furrowing his brows.

“Think of it like Troy,” said Theo, reaching over to circle an arm around Liam’s shoulder in a way that was suspiciously intimate, one hand motioning out towards the sky as if he was trying to get Liam to imagine one of the unlimited – and most likely illegal – scenarios he had cooked up in his head. Whatever he was about to say, it was bound to be bad – people were probably going to end up in tears, or dead, or both. “The best way to get in with the enemy, is to get in with the enemy,” he said, punctuating each word like a different intonation would somehow make the meaning different.

“Once again,” said Liam, “Please speak English.”

“You’re the history nerd, Liam” said Theo – completely ignoring the indignant tone Liam used when he repeated the word ‘nerd?’ as a question, greatly offended, “You know this stuff right?”

Liam scrubbed at his face tiredly. He kind of had an idea where this whole thing was headed, and he didn’t like it – or did he? He hadn’t decided. He didn’t want Scott to be disappointed in him and that was definitely what was going to happen if he went through with what he was inevitably about to go through.

“Create havoc from the inside?” he asked, turning his eyes to look at Theo, only to see the insufferably smug gaze already staring back at him. He really wanted to punch Theo in his stupid face at that moment, either with his fist or with his lips. He hadn’t decided that either.

“I knew you were smart, Liam. I’m impressed,” he said.

Liam tried to keep the blush from spreading across his cheeks at the praise. But as it is with Theo most of the time, he knew to take it with a grain of salt. Theo was only super nice like that when he wanted something in return. “Shut up, Theo,” he said, elbowing him in the ribs. “So… what do you have in mind?”

“A thought just came to me.”

“God help us all,” said Liam with a sigh.

“What if we did both? Have a little fun while taking these people for everything they’re worth? I mean, the hammer game? Come on, we could beat that out of the literal park without breaking a sweat.”

“That’s cheating,” said Liam.

“Well good thing I’m here with Liam, and not Scott, right?”

Liam let out a half exhale-half groan type of inhuman sound. “Scott’s going to kill us both when this is all said and done you know?”

“Seriously, Scott would never harm one soft, moisturized strand of hair on that perfect little head of yours. And even if he does, we’ll have a lot of kick ass stories to tell in the afterlife.”

“I don’t like this plan,” said Liam.

“You don’t have to,” said Theo, “You just have to… you know, have fun.”

Liam knew that word was going to come back and bite him in the ass. He thoroughly regretted every life choice he ever made that lead him up to that point in his short sad life.

“Yeah, fun,” said Liam in an over-exaggerated mocking tone.

Everything was on fire.

Children and adults alike were crying; bawling their eyeballs out and screaming in horror.

There was the sound of a gleeful cackle in the distance over the white noise and the small explosions still going off in the background.

Theo was picking bits of glass and pie crusts out of his hair with Liam beside him, doubled over in laughter.

“That was awesome!” Liam said through his mirth. “Who knew exploding pie could cause such devastation! That’s something they definitely don’t teach in chem class.”

Theo couldn’t keep the pleased smirk off his face. “Living with mad scientists for as long as I did, you’re bound to pick up a thing or two.”

The backdrop, the once upright and proud House of Mirrors was in shambles; its wall barely hanging off the hinges and surrounded by almost half a foot of broken glass on the pulverized ground.

“I hate to admit it,” said Liam, “But I don’t think I’ve had this much fun… well, ever. We’re both about to be killed by my dad, Scott, Melissa, Sheriff Stilinski and half the population of Beacon Hills – but, this is definitely the best night of my life.”

“You could say,” said Theo with a wolfish grin, “That we went out with a bang.”

The sound of sirens pierced through the veil of the night, approaching the once upright fair, now several heaps of rubble – some still smoking and smoldering, with parts of blown apart teddy bears strews across the ground like there had been a horrific murder on Sesame Street.

“I think that’s our cue to amscray,” said Theo, smacking Liam on the arm with the back of his hand; both their eyes looking towards the incoming source of the noise.

Liam didn’t turn to meet Theo’s eyes at first, the cogs of his brain and conscience working overtime trying to override his instincts of self-preservation and will to live. He exhaled once before squaring his shoulders.

“No point in us both getting caught,” he said as the whinnying cruisers made their way into the compound, one blaring vehicle after another. “Save yourself… I’m going down fighting.”

Theo furrowed his brows. “Why do I feel like I’ve heard this before?”

“Just go, Theo. I’m not running away.”

He could hear Theo’s frustrated groan beside him but the guy made no move to leave. He opened his mouth to speak again when he turned to look at Theo, but the words were barely out of his mouth before he felt Theo grab him roughly by the side of his face, pulling him close. Everything around him slowed down to a crawl and the sound of the sirens became muffled noises in the distance when he felt Theo’s cool lips crashing down onto his.

The kiss was haphazard and sloppy; Liam wasn’t sure where to put his hands and Theo still kind of tasted like the terrible milkshake he had earlier. He could feel the heat from the car’s headlights shining on his back, illuminating them brightly as the cars pulled up to surround them like a barricade. But the moment he found the pocket of comfort inside himself and his hands found the perfect curve of Theo’s back that sloped down and back up to frame his perfect, perfect ass, Liam couldn’t think about anyone or anything else in the world anymore.

There was only him and Theo in the moment surrounded by the police cars and what sounded like helicopter rotors flapping in the distance and the only thing Liam could think was that it was a very Thelma and Louise type of scenario, which was pretty rad.

He decided in that moment that he wanted that movie to play at his funeral. He wondered if he had enough time to write out a will.

If he had a pen on him he’d definitely scribble it down on Theo’s butt cause quite frankly he didn’t want to take his hands off it ever.

At least not until he heard the sound of someone clearing their throat very close to their vicinity and the familiar stern voice saying the word, “Boys,” in a very crisp, no nonsense tone. It was the biggest of turn offs a person could ever hope for.

Liam found his tongue flicking out to lick at his red and heated lips the moment he and Theo pulled apart.

Sheriff Stilinski’s unamused face was the sight that immediately greeted them.

“Sheriff,” said Theo with a nod as a greeting.

The Sheriff’s reply was a gonad shriveling glare that he shot the both of them.

“Explanation. Now.”

Liam and Theo shared a look before launching into the most abysmal, incoherent, inconsistent explanation that somehow involved the song Extraterrestrial, a bottle of hot sauce, two cans of skimmed milk and the Ace of Diamonds – at the same time.

The Sheriff looked like he was seriously considering murder in that moment which he said as much. “I would honestly kill both of you right now, but then I’d be sparing myself the joy of watching your dad –” he pointed at Liam with a stern finger, “– and Melissa McCall –” he said pointing at Theo (who all of a sudden looked much less amused and slightly more concerned) – “Kill both of you. Slowly. Hell, if I’m lucky I might just get in on some of that action; Scott too. As a matter of fact, we’ll make a party of it!”

“Excuse me, Sheriff,” said Theo suddenly and Liam wondered if it would still be considered manslaughter of you killed a person in front of about half a dozen officers of the law. He vehemently hissed at Theo to ‘shut the hell up’, which unsurprisingly went unheeded. “Would it help any if I said that I was offended by their terrible portrayal of werewolves? I mean, what kind of self-respecting werewolf plays basketball?”

For the record, no, it did not help any.

Getting slammed into the hood of a cruiser while having his arms being yanked behind him and cuffed with cold hard steel was honestly not much fun. It was slightly more fun watching it being done to Theo and seeing the way his face scrunched up in pain. Unfortunately it wasn’t enough to get the insufferable asshole to shut up.

“I didn’t know you liked it rough, Sheriff.”

“Shut the fuck up, Theo!” he found himself hollering across the distance.

And Liam had such a positive start to the day too.

To say that his dad was livid would have been like saying a whale was a very big anchovy. He wasn’t allowed to leave the house or have any contact with the outside world at all. His only means of communication was eavesdropping whenever his dad was watching the news to hear whether there had been a reported murder in Beacon Hill or news about a dead body of an eighteen year old male, dark hair, blue eyes, insufferable attitude, washing up on the shore.

There wasn’t.

The silver lining (as Theo –god rest his soul – would have said) came a few days later when it came to light that the fair had been a front for an underground drug ring. They used the fair as a cover to move from town to town making and selling meth, and apparently, the highest concentrated amount of it was found inside the milkshake stand. Liam felt a little bad when it occurred to him that he might have gotten Theo a glass of methshake instead of a milkshake…

Sheriff Stilinski came personally to deliver the news to him and his parents. So not only was he off the hook for the shenanigans he and Theo pulled, the both of them were also getting commendations from the Mayor for thwarting a massive criminal organization.

Once he was freed from his house arrest – his dad was not so much pleased by the sudden turn of events as he was relieved – the absolute first thing he decided to do was to go see Theo (or what was left of him anyway).

Frustratingly enough, the guy seemingly came out of it completely unscathed.

“Tell me the truth,” he said straight out of the gate, “Was this whole thing intentional, or just a massive coincidence.”

Theo’s smug grin gave nothing away. “Of course it was intentional. You think I’d really wreck that much havoc on such an innocent establishment?”

“Yes,” said Liam immediately with absolute certainty.

“Okay, fine. It was a bit of both, okay? Something didn’t feel right in that place but I couldn’t put my finger on it, so I thought, what best way to get to the bottom of it while getting our kicks at the same time?”

“Right,” said Liam skeptically.

“Why do you not believe me?” asked Theo, feigning hurt.

“Cause you’re you and your middle name is ‘trouble’.”

“That’s a gross oversimplification,” said Theo.

“Oh really?”

“My actual middle name is ‘chaotic neutral.”

Liam couldn’t hold back his snort. “You’re right about the chaotic bit but there’s absolutely nothing neutral about you.”

“Please, Liam, I’m the most neutral person you know. Who else can play both sides of the field with as much skill and grace as me? Besides you, that is – I mean, between me and Hayden, that’s like opposite ends of the spectrum in more ways than one.”

“You’re really full of yourself, you know that?” said Liam, rubbing at his face with his hand.

“But that’s why you love me,” said Theo with a smirk.

“I do not –”

Liam was silenced completely by the lips that came down to meet his.

And so, all’s well that ends well, or in their case, it helped being the luckiest motherfuckers alive cause Liam was pretty fond of being alive thank you very much.

The one thing they could both agree on was to make a blood sworn oath to never talk about the Ferris wheel hot dog incident to anyone ever, dead or alive.

The End.