#teen wolf oc

[seriesxwriting]

not sure if you’re doing requests still but i was wondering if you could do Theo Reaken x reader where shes always there for the pack but gets pushed aside like shes nothing by them and Theo notices because hes trying to get in good graces with the pack again and then the reader gets kidnapped and the pack doesnt care so Theo takes matters into his own hands

My requests are always open!! I love to see into other peoples creativity and bring their ideas to life. Thank you for this one <3

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Pairing: Theo raeken x female reader

Series: teen wolf

Warnings: fighting, deep wounds, kissing.

Summary: request x

“Stiles!” “Lydia! I’m so glad you’re okay” stiles swallowed while throwing his arms around the ginger girls shoulders. He held her head into his neck as she gasped from relief. “Is everyone back?” Scott asked walking through his living room, nodding at everyone.

“Yeah” malia nodded looking round the room confirming everyone’s appearance. “Uh no- y/n isn’t here” Theo raised an eyebrow pulling a face but keeping his thoughts to himself. “Oh- yeah y/n” malia mumbled to herself tucking her hair behind her ear awkwardly. “Oh we forgot about y/n” Lydia swallowed looked between Theo and then Scott.

“Who heard from her last?” Scott swallowed feeling the tension in the room. “Erm- not since she left” stiles licked his top row of teeth not giving anyone eye contact. “She made it to the location” Theo stepped in looking around at everyone suspiciously. Out of nowhere the door handle started rattling and the groups attention swivelled round to that.

A gentle knock followed and the eyes of the group glued onto Scott as he edged to the door, with precaution. He unlocked it pulling it open. I stood on the doorstep with tears in my eyes. “Y/n?” “Why was the door locked?” I asked gently wiping a tear off my cheek. “No reason- just an accident- come on…” Scott moved out the way opening the door wider.

“what happened?” Malia questioned seeing the dirty state I was in. “Uh you were right- it was crawling with berserkers” I nodded to Scott tucking my hair behind my ear. “I knew it! God- how are we going to get round them- did you see a way?” Malia questioned completely passing the fact I was evidently hurt. “Y/n come and sit down you’re clearly hurt” Theo pointed to the sofa with his head. “No- it’s okay- um I didn’t see a way I’m sorry, I was too busy running away from their clasp- I can always go back and…”

“No” Theo shook his head “it’s too dangerous” he outburst looking to Scott. “Theo you don’t make the decisions here- if y/n is offering to go back then…” Lydia shrugged slightly. “Scott seriously? It was possibly dangerous when you sent her the first time she got hurt- why would you send her alone again” Theo raised his eyebrow pulling a face of disgust at the group. “Theo she’s offering” Scott rolled his eyes.

“Theo stop it” I widened my eyes at him whispering under my breath. “I don’t mind- il let you know how it goes” I waved them off before squeezing past Scott to go out the door. I usally felt like I wasn’t part of the group but recently it’s picked up more. Of course I’m getting the hint but i keep thinking that if I do something helpful they will see I’m capable of being a full member. Theo came running out the door behind me.

“What are you doing?” I hissed at him from across the green front garden. It was starting to get a little late now, the sun was setting. Theo ran up to me and I didn’t even acknowledge what he was saying. He looked so pretty in the golden hour. “Y/n! Did you hear that?” He chuckled putting his hand on my arm. “What sorry no” “I said I’m coming with you” “why” I frowned turning my head.

“Y/n they are horrible to you- they shouldn’t send you back and you definitely shouldn’t go on your own” he said under his breath. “Oh, don’t sit up on your high horse you’re in the same position as me- you arrived a little late and you’re trying to get in their good books- are you mad because I’m a little better than you at doing it?” Shrugged pressing my car key to open my car. Theo pulled a face before running after me.

“Are you really that blind to it?” Theo questioned walking round to his side. “Blind to what?” I swallowed turning the car on. He invited himself in and closed us in. “Y/n they use you- they dont use me, they are open with how they feel about me- they talk about you behind your back- we aren’t in the same position” he told me as I started pulling off ten drive and taking us away from the house.

“Theo I appreciate your concern but they are my friends they don’t talk about me behind my back, if they didn’t want me to join the group they would have let me know by now” I told him smiling and shaking my head. “Oh god I feel even worse knowing you don’t see what’s happening” he whispered under his breath. “Theo will you drop it- I don’t know why you even came” I rolled my eyes frustratedly.

“I came because I don’t want anything bad to happen to you” he answered making my heart skip a beat. “And I won’t drop it because I don’t want them to hurt you when you do finally realise” he added on adding to the silence of the vehicle. “Thanks for looking out for me… but I don’t need your help I’ll win them over myself” “well if we’re in the same situation shouldn’t we stick together?” He whispered rolling his head and staring at me as I drove.

His eyes I could see out the corner of mine, along with his gorgeous smirk. He was making my legs feel like jelly. Which wasn’t wise because I was driving. “Stop looking at me like that” I told him in a small voice. “Why?” He questioned with a smile. “you’ll be responsible for your death when we drive off this cliff” i told him trying to focus on the road now. Theo chuckled to himself and then looked ahead. Nothing more was said and eventually we reached our destination. It was pretty much dark now.

It made it a lot more eerie. I stopped the car down the road and me and Theo got out looking up ahead. “What exactly are we here for” “we need to try and get in” I shrugged looking at our challenge pretending that I was screaming inside from the fear. “Come on then” he whispered walking fearlessly in front of me. “Theo- be careful” I hissed running to him. “I’m alright” he whispered putting an arm around my waist. This is how we continued to walk up the road.

I did feel a lot safer with him next to me. I looked up at his face now in the moonlight. Still gorgeous. “This is so eerie, this place was crawling with them two hours ago” I shrugged looking around like a hawk. “I believe you” he told me looking above us in the trees. My heart stopped and I froze when I heard a low growl behind us. Theo squeezed my wrist before we both slowly turned around.

There were three berserkers in front of our exit and two coming from the sides of us. “Run” theo whispered to me. I saw fear in his eyes when I looked across at him. “Come on then!” I frantically grabbed his wrist and pulled him as I started running. He eventually realised what we were doing and what was going on, and he started running properly getting a full grip on my hand now. “Stop stop stop!” I squealed as two more stepped out in front of us.

As we stopped to turn one of them grabbed my arm. It pulled me squeezing my arm so tightly. “Theo!” I screamed as he held on tightly to my hand. I saw his eyes flash as his wolf anger began to show. His claws came out as he held on to me and let out a howl calling for Scott’s help. “Theo let go” I cried out pulling away from him. He fell just dodging one of their hands coming out to him. The berserker wrapped me in its giant arms as I squirmed, screaming to get out of its harsh embrace.

Theo jumped up and was now fighting them off while this one carried me away. “Theo!” I screamed thrashing about trying to get free. “Y/n!” He desperately called out for me. The last thing I saw was him watching me and he fought off the rest that surrounded him. That was before the berserker knocked me out against a tree.

Theo took an opportunity to duck under one of their arms and get away from the circle they were creating. Him being the piggy in the middle. He looked at what why I could have been taken but I was long gone. Theo felt panic spread across his body. “No- y/n” he whispered to himself before pulling it together and running away from the ones left. Theo jumped straight into my car and raced back to Scott’s house breaking every road sign and camera. He pounded on Scott’s door.

When he finally opened it he was in shorts and no top. He covered his mouth to yawn before letting Theo continue. “Y/n has been taken” he breathed with wide eyes. “What? By the berserkers?” Scott asked jerking his head back. “That’s odd- that haven’t taken anyone before usually just killed” “we can’t let that happen- we have to get y/n back” Theo ranted becoming a bit jittery from the adrenaline.

“Everyone’s gone home and got into bed” Scott shook his head looking at his pjs. “They aren’t going to want to come back out” he admitted looking at Theo who’s face had dropped. “Are you joking?” “No- it’s late” Scott pulled back getting defensive. “She’s part of your group are you joking, please say you are” he threw his head back taking a step down to get away from Scott. “We will get her back just in a few days when we plan out how to get in”. Theo shook his head.

“Count me out of this group, I don’t like how you treat outsiders” Theo looked Scott up and down before backing off. “You’re making a mistake leaving” Scott shouted as Theo walked off but he just scoffed, which Scott only heard using his wolf ears. Theo jumped back in my car and sat for a second with both hands on the steering wheel.

He was just thinking. Thinking about what to do. “Come on Theo, you can do this yourself” he whispered to himself. “You don’t need the pack” “just need to think” he told himself seriously. “I can do this” he nodded before starting the car back up. He then drove as fast as he could back to the place I was taken. He over took cars on dangerous roads, risked his life and other peoples to get to me.

Theo drove right up to the entrance and got out with glowing eyes. It was quiet. It was dark. Theo looked around for something to sink his teeth into. Out the corner of his eye he saw a berserker come out the trees. Theo headed straight toward it with no fear this time only anger. Theo went under his arm and kicked his back so the berserker was on the floor. With one punch to the head Theo cracked the skull of the creature and it stopped moving.

He looked around for something else to kill, but his ear twitched. Clapping started appearing and Kate walked out of the tree like. “Well done- not many people who can kill berserkers” she raised an eyebrow looking him up and down. “Is this what you want?” She held the triskillian in her hand up at theo. “No” Theo shook his head. Kate jerked her head backwards. “Yes it is” she frowned. “No- I’ve left that pack- I don’t care what they want” he snarled.

“Don’t say you’ve come to join the opposite side you rebel” she winked at him but Theo just rolled his eyes. “Kate, I just want y/n back” “y/n?” She pulled a face. “Oh the one with y/c hair- the petite one?” “Yes y/n” Theo nodded once. “We don’t have her anymore” Kate shrugged carelessly. “What do you mean? Who has her?” “Nobody- I thought she’d ran back to the pack she got away” Kate explained. Just then, to the side of the two the leaves started rustling.

“Call off your berserkers Kate, I’m no threat to you” Theo told her dangerously. He was feeling a lot of emotions right now. “Theo that’s not one of them” she shook her head looking intrigued. Theo’s claws retracted out as he stared at the leaves. I stumbled out barely being able to even see straight. I thought I could hear his voice so I walked towards it. I could see a figure in the distance and it must have been him. Or I was hallucinating from the blood loss. “Theo?” I called out quieter than I thought I’d said it.

“Y/n” Theo whispered to himself before running over to me as quick as he could. “Y/n can you hear me” he whispered rubbing my cheek with his thumb. I didn’t say anything but I moved my hand up to hold his as I fell in and out of consciousness. “Take her to the hospital” Kate called out. “You’re just going to let us go? Just like that?” “You told me you’re no longer part of the pack- why’s that?” Kate shrugged stepping closer. “I told them y/n needed help that she’d been taken- but they didn’t care- they treat her badly- I don’t like their morals” he answered.

“Then they’re your enemy just as much as mine, it would be silly to hurt a potential ally” Kate raised an eyebrow. Theo didn’t say anything he just turned to me ignoring her comment and lifting me into his chest. He nodded at Kate when we left and he reversed out the space. Theo then sped all the way to the hospital where he gave me across to Melisa.

The next day-

I woke up yawning in a hospital room. I was strapped into a bed and was attached to various drips. Theo was sitting in the corner with his eyes closed on a chair. They’d given him a blanket too. I smiled at him before picking up the buzzer next to me and pressing it. Theo jumped awake looking towards me. “Y-you’re awake” he stuttered scrambling up to come by my side. “Yeah- you’re here” I smiled warmly. “I- couldn’t leave you there knowing- I could do something” “Theo” I put my hand out for him to come closer.

He jumped up walking slowly over to me. He looked like he hand guilt behind his eyes. “Thank you” I breathed pulling him in for a hug. “Anytime gorgeous- anywhere” he whispered in my ear holding me tightly. “The pack were right behind me- I just am a better driver” he shrugged sitting on the side of my bed and holding my hand with both of his. “Yeah- I can imagine” I hummed rubbing his bicep gently. I looked at his arms and tried to put my whole hand around it. I couldn’t even get close.

Theo noticed what I was doing and chuckled. “Impressive mr reaken” I smiled squeezing his arm. “You know I think you’re gorgeous too” I blinked up at him. “You’ve never said it but I know that you think it” Theo winked at me leaning in closer so he could whisper. In that moment the door opened. “H-hey y/n” Scott waved smiling at me which must have been fake because he then looked at Theo with the same one.

“Oh you guys are here aw that’s so great” I smiled back, sitting up and putting my hand on my heart. Malia filtered in as the last one. Stiles and Lydia were there too. “Yeah we thought we’d come and check on you- make sure you’re ready for the big fight tonight” malia put her hands together. “Tonight?” Theo scoffed rolling his eyes. “Stop it” I whacked Theo on the rib gently. “Big fight mmh I remember you talking about it” I nodded “yeah that’s tonight so we need all hands on deck, so- we’re glad you’re okay” stiles laughed nervously.

“Obviously we would have rescued you our selves, but…” scott trailed off scratched the back of his head. “Yeah don’t worry Theo explained that you were right behind him” I smiled nodding. Scott eyed Theo before smiling at me and putting his thumb up. “Good- good good- so we will see you later then” Lydia waved and blew me a kiss. “Yeah you should go” I swiped my hand in the air.

“Mmh we should” stiles nodded making his way to the door. “Yeah you should, just don’t be expecting me at that big fight of yours” “what! Why?” Malia outburst, wrinkling her forehead. “I know Theo’s covering for you- you wasn’t right behind him you were tucked up in bed knowing I was in danger” I told them dropping the smile from my face. “I know you don’t like me and you treat me badly, you don’t appreciate me and you’re never going to accept me in this tight circle” I added in counting on my fingers.

“Y/n…” Scott blinked but I cut him off “no im not finished thank you for asking, you don’t respect me and it’s time I stopped respecting people who only showed up here to check it was okay to drag me out of bed to sit in another fight on the front line even though I’m still hurt from a previous wound from your battle you that forced me into!” I shouted pointing at the door. “You should be ashamed- and I should be ashamed it took me so long to realise” I folded my arms and lied back down.

“Y/n we…” “get the fuck out” Theo lit up his eyes standing up. “Fine” Scott swallowed and backed out the room with stiles and Lydia. “You’re both made for each other” she spat staring us up and down before storming out. Once they were gone Theo twisted his head to me. “How did you know?” He widened his eyes dropping his anger and becoming all soft again. He only did that with me. “I heard you- talking to Kate- I heard what they did to me and you and that you had left” I half smiled taking his hand to hold in mine.

“And I’ll follow you anywhere Theo raeken” I looked up into his eyes. Theo’s eyes flicked to my lips quickly and in seconds his were against mine. I smiled against his lips and put my hand against his head pulling him in closer. My heart fluttered and I didn’t want the moment to end. We pulled away staring into each other’s eyes. “I don’t know where we go from here but- I’m glad you’re here with me” Theo whispered, his eyes looked slightly scared. “We’ll figure it out together handsome” “I’ve never had anyone say that to me before” he breathed, I saw a flick of pain in his eyes.

“You have me now” I kissed his cheek gently. Theo smiled and puckered his lips for another kiss.

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[andromara]

Mara: So, who do you want to be when you grow up? Baby!Eli: I want to be like my dad! Mara: Oh, emotionally constipated? Eli: Derek: Mara: I mean, a hero?

[joshdiaz]

Taveeta Szymanowicz as Theresa Baptiste in Teen Wolf, Season 1

Theresa is not superstitious. It's easy not to be, in a small boring town like hers, until it isn't anymore. Scott McCall makes first line, Allison Argent blows into town, and suddenly everything is topsy turvy.

There is, first of all, the devastation of watching her crush get a girlfriend. She knows she doesn't have a claim on Scott, obviously, but that's kind of the worst part; even if she'd made a move, it wouldn't have mattered. When she got hit with a lacrosse ball last year during their shared practice, he'd run to help her, and a year later, she still couldn't stop thinking about it; Scott, on the other hand, was always helping someone do something, and probably hadn't thought about it since. She wasn't rooting for the guy to be unhappy, obviously, but pining had been a lot easier when no one else noticed him.

There is also the unfortunate fact that Theresa, generally, seems to be noticing a lot more these days. It's hard to accept that the rash of attacks in her town are really animals when she keeps seeing flashes of men with teeth. It's hard to focus when her thigh itches even though there's no scab there. It's hard to enjoy school dances when she has the deep, deep feeling that something is wrong. It's hard to talk to her friends when none of them are seeing what she's seeing and it's hard to figure out what she knows about what's going on when she has gaps in her memory. She'd read once that brains will sometimes do that to protect you, but she doesn't feel safer.

But it doesn't matter. Men don't have sharp teeth and she doesn't have any marks on her body and superstitions don't mean anything. This will pass, as it always does, and Beacon Hills will be boring again.

If Lydia Martin hadn't almost bled out on the lacrosse field the night of the formal, she might've been able to believe that.

@nolanhollogay

[ginger-grimm]

OC HALLOWEEN CHALLENGE 2024

Day 31: Here's A Treat!, Part 2

Happy Halloween!

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Greta Dwarf (Disney Descendants), @daughter-of-melpomene

Skye Lewis (The Chronicles of Narnia), @luucypevensie

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[dunbonnets]

Keelie: When you said you'd do magic in bed, this isn't ex—

Stiles, holding up an 8 of hearts card: Is this your card?

Keelie, softly: Holy shit

[headrant]

𝓣𝐇𝐄 𝓝𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝓦𝐄 𝓜𝐄𝐓

𝐽𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑎𝑛 𝑃𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑠ℎ 𝑥 𝑂𝑟𝑖𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑙 𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑟

❝ 𝐴𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑟 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟'𝑠 𝑀𝑅𝐼 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑠 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑠𝑖𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑎𝑟 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑢𝑙𝑡𝑠 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑚𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟'𝑠, 𝐻𝑖𝑙𝑑𝑒 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑜𝑠𝑝𝑖𝑡𝑎𝑙 𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑜 𝑡𝑜 𝑎 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑢𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑡 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑠 𝑢𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑆𝑡𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑔 𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑖𝑠𝑐𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ. 𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑒𝑒𝑡𝑠 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑑𝑖𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑤𝑜 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑒𝑥𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑙𝑦 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑔𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑛𝑣𝑜𝑙𝑣𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ...

𝐶𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑠𝑒𝑥𝑢𝑎𝑙 𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑙𝑐𝑜ℎ𝑜𝑙 𝑢𝑠𝑒. ❞

𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃 ?? 🚫🚫

𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 💬💬

I sat alone at the oak wood bar that my father used to take Stiles and I to, my index finger tracing along the rim of my nearly empty glass of Sprite.

If he has it, I don't know what I'll do... I can't lose my brother the same way I lost my mom. Scott said he'd give Stiles the bite, but what if he reacts the same way I do? What if this whole phoenix thing runs in the family? Derek said it's genetic... The bite could kill him just as easily, right? If he's-

My thoughts were interrupted when a strawberry milkshake was placed in front of me, the bartender giving me a smile. "I didn't order this..." I told him with furrowed brows, sliding the glass back towards him only for the man to give me a grin and point behind me.

To say I was in awe is an understatement... He was fit, tall, with brown hair and green eyes.. I'm a sucker for green eyes. As I went to hand the milkshake off to him, the man finally spoke up.

"It's yours. You looked like you were having a rough night.. And I also noticed you weren't drinking any alcohol so I assumed a milkshake would be a safe bet." The man said as I felt myself at a loss for words. That's when he smiled... that damn smile.. with the white teeth and dimples, he was beyond handsome.

"Do you mind if I sit?" The man asked, a small chuckle passing his lips as it knocked me from my trance.

"Uh- Yeah.. yeah, please.." I told him before pulling the treat closer and taking a sip. "Thank you.. I, um.. I needed this." I said, allowing the awkward silence to sort of greet both of us before ultimately giving in and bringing my hand up to my mouth as my nails found their familiar place between my teeth. Before I knew it, I was chomping down on my nails to ease my nerves when the man gently took my wrist in his hand.

"You shouldn't do that, you know.. you'll end up hurting yourself." He said. "I used to bite my nails, too.. My dad doused my fingers in lemon juice to stop me." The man said with a small chuckle before taking a sip of his beer, ignoring the fact my wrist was still in his hand. My wrist was still in his hand...

"My name is Jordan by the way." He introduced himself, grazing his thumb over the top of my wrist as my heart fluttered. It was almost as if I couldn't speak as I watched his thumb gently trace the small freckles on my wrist before shaking my head and looking up at him.

"U-uh.. Hilde." I told him as my voice cracked slightly. There it was again.. that damn smile.. "Pretty name for a pretty girl." Jordan said, his green eyes flickering down towards my lips briefly.

"You think I'm pretty?" I scoffed slightly as he downed the rest of his beer.

"Gorgeous." Jordan said, scooting closer. Unsure if he was drunk or if he was genuinely flirting, part of me felt like I couldn't pass up this opportunity.

"Do you go to college? What are you studying?" He asked me.

Shit. I can lie, right? I've slept with older guys before...

"Um, law.. law enforcement." I told him, shifting in my seat slightly. That earned an intrigued look from Jordan before his eyes grazed along my body.

"I could see it." He said, his words making my heart skip a beat. "I'd like to learn more about you..." Jordan requested. It was almost like a magnet that pulled the two of us closer, my brown eyes locking on his green ones almost in a challenge.

"Then why don't you?" I asked before pulling him into a deep kiss.

I don't know how it happened, but before I knew it Jordan and I were at his apartment already tearing off each other's clothes before the door was even closed. "Sorry about the mess..." He panted, slipping off his jumper before wrapping his arms around me once more. "I didn't plan on bringing home a pretty girl..." He mumbled, trailing his lips down my neck.

For once my body didn't heat up like it often did, it almost stayed level with Jordan's before I cupped his cheeks and pulled him into another deep kiss.

"I want this..." I told him, making him pull away. There was a relieved and almost happy glint in his green eyes before I was tossed onto his makeshift couch bed, Jordan soon hovering over top of me.

"Good... I do, too." He agreed, delving down to return his lips to mine.

The next morning, I woke up with a pair of strong arms wrapped around my waist making me smile as I remembered the night. Turning around I pecked Jordan's lips before his eyes fluttered open.

"Morning..." I whispered, earning a tired and afterglow grin from him.

"Good morning..." He rasped, pulling me tighter into his grasp before pressing his lips to mine once more.

"Mm- I have work, but I could meet you for lunch if you want..?" Jordan offered, breaking the kiss but still leaving our lips close as his brushed against mine when he spoke.

"You mean like a date?" I teased, making him lean back with a chuckle only to then push me onto my back and hover over me once again.

"Yes, like a date." He grinned, brushing his nose against mine before his lips soon attached to my cheeks and neck causing me to laugh before pushing him off.

"Jordan!!" I squealed, finally releasing myself from his grip before giggling as I leaned over the couch to grab a notebook and paper to write down my phone number.

"Text me when and where." I said, handing him the paper only to receive a kiss in return before getting up to get dressed.

Lunch rolled around, and with a few silly texts from Jordan throughout the day Lydia has been on my back about who I've been talking to. I couldn't tell her though... I don't even know if it's going to go anywhere with Jordan.

"I'm going to bring my dad lunch and I'll meet with you guys later." I called out before leaving the loft, unlocking my Volkswagen and heading to pick up something for my dad.

Grabbing the bag from the passenger side, I walked inside the station before seeing Jordan, my heart sinking. It took everything in me not to drop the food as he spotted me, getting up and walking over.

Shit.

"Hey! I didn't think I told you where I worked, did I?" Jordan said, dressed in a full deputy's uniform. "How are you?" Jordan asked, about to press a kiss to my lips before my dad opened the door to his office making me snap out of my stunned expression and jump away from Jordan before he could.

Shit.

"Dad! Hey, I brought you lunch!" I said, seeing the color drain from Jordan's face.

"It's not salad, is it?" My dad asked, taking the bag from me.

"Open it up and find out." I teased, trying to lighten the tension as I glanced over at the obviously stressed out deputy.

"Hilde, have you met my new deputy Jordan Parrish?" My dad asked, pulling a fry from his bag before eating it.

"Yep." I said, glancing over at my father's newest employee to see his pure shocked expression. "Sure have..."

Shit.

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I'm Not Afraid | Chapter 26

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Story Description: (Y/N) Argent arrived at Beacon Hills to put to rest her father’s sister, Kate Argent. For the first time, her family has decided to settle down and sustain a life in this interesting small town. After 17 years, (Y/N) has the opportunity to establish interpersonal relationships but will she be ready to face the complications that come with relating to her cousin’s, Allison, friends; especially, the infamous Derek Hale. She will face the adventure of being associated with the Derek and McCall pack, as well as being faced with the discovery of certain aspects of her life she never imagined.

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There was no mistaking what had happened to Raina and her pack. Someone had been running them out of the town purposely, and they were taking innocent lives with them. But there was a theory Henry did not want to voice, yet he couldn't help it from popping into his head.  

Henry's family had not been known for taking the high road or playing fair. His father had a way of bending the truth to fit his narrative, and he definitely had people who would do anything they needed to do for Gerard's bigger plan to come to fruition. He had witnessed planted evidence, false testimonies, and even the occasional dead body that belonged to no one but the hunters. And he couldn't help but think that the bodies in Fort Kent were victims of Gerard Argent's plan.  

But why? What could his father possibly gain from hurting Raina and her pack?  

“Everyone!” Raina called as she reached the cabin where she and her pack were staying. “Please, gather round.”  

“Who is this guy, Rai?” A man asked, joining her side in a split second. “He smells like trouble.”  

“Calm down, Marcos. I know him, okay?”  

“Well, I know an Argent when I see one,” the man grumbled. “I don't trust his kind.”  

“I know. And he is an Argent, but he's... he's a friend,” she smiled. “And he's gonna be staying with us.” 

Mumbles and arguments erupted across the camp. Over a dozen people gathered around the pair, their eyes focused solely on Henry. They all shouted their grievances toward their alpha, yelling their distrust and disgust for people like him. The last thing they wanted was an Argent in their midst, and he could understand that.  

“Alright, everyone. That's enough!” Raina exclaimed, her voice booming and echoing across the forest. “I understand your apprehension, and I hear your concerns. But Henry is nothing like his family, and he needs a place to stay.”  

“How do we know he's not here undercover?” Marcos continued. “He could be a plant for his family, and you just brought him straight to us.”  

“He's not like that, Marcos.”  

“How can you know? You haven't seen this guy in years.” 

“I know him.”  

“How well?”  

“I...”  

“We're not gonna get anywhere like this,” Henry interjected. “You can have my phone and dispose of it. You can double-check my car for a tracker; there isn't one. You can triple-search my things and throw out whatever you don't want here. But the only reason I am here is because something inside me led me here—led me to Raina. Now, you may hate everything about me, but I am only here for her. And if she wants me here, then I'm staying.”  

Raina and Henry's eyes met, and there was an unspoken agreement between them. Like many years before, their connection was undeniable. They didn't need words or even gestures to know what the other was thinking—even after so many years and so much distance. They just knew.  

“Henry is staying,” Raina stated, standing between him and her pack. “And if anyone has a problem with that, you can go ahead and take it up with me.”  

After that, the pack disbanded begrudgingly. No one trusted Henry, and he could understand why. But their alpha had given an order, and unless they wanted to find another pack, they needed to follow her rules. And it seemed like they all agreed. They were fine with staying for Raina's sake, but that didn't mean they had to be nice about it. There were dirty states, under-their-breath comments, and a tad of shunning.  

Still, Henry couldn’t care less that the only person who had talked to him in seven days had been Raina. When he’d deviated from the hunters, he had no idea what awaited him in the forests of Maine, but he’d be lying if he said he regretted it for a moment. He believed there would be a period of awkwardness and anger from the distance and misunderstandings—it was only logical given the way things had ended between them. Yet, no matter how long it took, he was willing to wait until she was ready to let him in once more.  

But Raina surprised him. Instead of pushing him away or simply being cordial, she welcomed him like no time had passed at all. For the first time in a very long time, Henry felt happy. All it took was a few seconds in her presence, and all the pain and hurt that had festered in his life for the past few years had instantly dissipated. Everything that had occurred had led him back to her, and he could never take it for granted. 

“Can't believe you're here,” Raina smiled as she sat on her bed. “I mean, if anyone told me this morning I'd be running into you, I'd probably laugh in their face.”  

“Well, I was supposed to be almost four hours away and most definitely not in this hidden cabin surrounded by wolves that want my head on a stick,” he grinned. “But I guess the universe does work in mysterious ways.”  

“Henry Argent,” she chuckled.  

“Raina Shetty,” he said as he sat beside her. “Is there a... a Mr. Shetty?”  

“Wow, you're just getting right into it,” she laughed loudly. “But no. There is no Mr. Shetty.”  

“Oh. Well, that's good to know.”  

“Yeah?” Raina grinned. “And what about you? Did Gerard finally arrange the newest Argent acquisition?”  

“I'm pretty sure he was trying to,” the man laughed dryly, scratching his neck as he felt warmth rise under his skin. “But I couldn't quite connect with her. There was always someone else in my mind.”  

Henry couldn't help but let his eyes roam across Raina's features. So much had changed, and nothing had changed at all at the same time. Her eyes were just as warm and inviting as they had been the day they had met; her smile was still gleaming and infectious; her body... Well, he had been lacking in the bedroom department, but that had never stopped his imagination from remembering his past. And now she was sitting beside him like no time had passed at all. She had welcomed him with open arms—albeit after a small defensive fight—and had offered him a place to stay when he had left it all behind to follow an unknown flutter in his heart.  

“What are you thinking about?” Raina asked, bumping his shoulder to break him out of thought. “You disappeared there for a second.”  

“I was just thinking about how much I want to kiss you right now,” he breathed. “And how I'm not sure I'm allowed to think about that.”  

“If we aren't, then I'd be failing, too,” she said, her gaze switching between his eyes and his lips. “Because that's all I've been thinking about s...”  

Raina's words died in her mouth as Henry cradled her cheek and crashed his lips to hers. They molded into each other like the gods had carved them specifically for one another. They fell into a perfect rhythm, finding the matching melody that united their song. They breathed life into each other, feeding a fire that had been dormant for years. It spread from their lips to the tips of their toes, drenching them in a yearning that had brought them to that moment.  

“Hey, Raina, I...” Marcos' voice filled the room before the sound of the door hinge alerted them he was there, startling the pair apart as he entered the room. “Sorry. Didn't mean to interrupt.”  

“No, uh, it's fine,” Raina said, fixing her slightly tousled hair and crinkled shirt. “What's up?”  

For days, that was the way things went. Every moment Raina and Henry found to be alone, one person or another would interrupt or find a way to whisk her away. There was not a minute where he was able to do much other than share a few words with her and a couple of kisses before she was pulled from his grasp. It was a constant show of who had her ear and priority. Henry was an outsider, and they were all letting him know.  

Still, he tried his best to show them his intentions were nothing but good. He cleaned what needed to be cleaned, he cooked what needed to be cooked, he found what needed to be found. Henry tried everything he could to make it known that he wanted to be a part of them, and he was willing to wait however long it would take. Raina was there, and he wasn't planning on giving up on her ever again.  

Raina, on the other hand, had quickly started to grow tired of her pack's antics. She had prided herself in welcoming anyone who needed a home and guidance, no matter who they were—with the occasional exception, of course. Lost souls could find a place to rest their heads for the night or for the rest of their lives. It was the way her father had lived by, and it was the way she would, too. So, for her pack to reject the one man who had stolen her heart from the moment he had said hello to her.  

The last thing she had expected when a motion sensor was triggered on the outskirts of the property a week before was to find the very man she had lost close to a decade ago. When he had seemingly disappeared right before their senior year was set to start, she believed it would be the last time she ever set eyes on Henry Argent. Despite their predisposition to hating each other, they had pushed through their taught bigotry and found something stronger to unite them—love. It was that simple emotion that had kept her hoping rather than letting anger fester deep inside her, for it wasn’t his fault he was born into a hunter family, nor was it hers to be born a wolf.  

Henry had been the one who got away, and he had been for a long time. Since his vanishing, Raina hadn't been able to get him out of her mind, constantly reminded of the boy who had seen her at her very worst and had loved her even more. She couldn't imagine herself building another relationship like the one she had cultivated with the Argent boy—even if it had been her first, she had truly believed it would be her only. And when she had decided to desist from the idea of a happy-ever-after with him, he crashed right into her life once again.  

“I just don't understand why he's here,” Marcos grumbled as he chopped firewood. “No one just happens to stumble across their long-lost love like this. Much less a hunter like him.”  

“He is not like his family, Marcos,” she sighed in frustration. “If you give him a chance, you’ll see he’s an amazing person. You would have seen that if you and the whole pack hadn’t decided to avoid him and ostracize him the entire time. I trust him with my life. And if you trust me as your alpha and as your friend, you would too.” 

“That guy is a hunter, Raina!” the man exclaimed. “Not just that, he’s an Argent. How can you trust him after what his father did? You should hate him just as much as we do.” 

“Henry is not his father,” she responded through gritted teeth. “What Gerard did…” 

Suddenly, a voice started, and then it interjected. “What did he do?”  

“Henry, I…” 

“Tell me what he did, Raina,” he said. “What did my father do to you?”  

“Don’t pretend like you don’t know,” Marcos spat. “You probably helped him do it.” 

“What is he talking about? Helped him do what?” 

Marcos took a step toward Henry, ignoring Raina’s deadly grip on his arm. “Your dear old dad killed Rahul and a few of our pack members,” he seethed. “A year after you all left, Gerard came back to finish a job he had started when you all left. Set fire to the house after dosing them with wolfsbane. Now, he didn’t get Raina that time, so I’m almost certain the killings at Fort Kent are just his excuse to send you to finish the job.” 

Dread washed over Henry as Marcos’ words sunk in. He had known his father to be cruel and violent, but he never thought Gerard would go that far. He had tried his absolute best to keep the Shetty’s identity a secret—even when his father had literally tried to beat information out of him. Everything he had done to protect Raina had been for nothing. And him being close to her again would only put her in even more danger than she already was.  

“I-I-I have to go,” he stammered as he rushed inside the cabin. His vision was blurred from the tears in his eyes, and he was sure that if he stopped walking, he’d drop. Raina’s voice followed him all the way to her room. “Don’t try to stop me, Rai. I have to go.” 

“What, why?” she inquired. “I can talk to the pack if that’s the problem. I know they’ve been hard to crack, but…” 

“I’m dangerous for you, Rai,” he sighed. “My dad killed yours. You should want me as far away from here as possible; you should despise me.” 

“Why would I hate you for what your father did? I would never punish you for your father’s sins.” 

“Maybe you should,” he mumbled defeatedly as he sat on the bed. “If I had never fallen for you, he would have never set his sights on your family.” 

“How can you say that, Henry?” Raina softly asked, taking his hand in hers. “You had nothing to do with your dad’s hatred. If anything, you tried to change his mind about wolves.” 

Henry struggled to find the words as tears fell down his cheeks, his shoulders shaking as the sobs took over his breathing. Guilt swam through his veins, squeezing his throat and chilling his bones. “It’s my fault he came back, Rai. It’s my fault your dad is dead,” he cried. “If I had just stayed home and done what he asked, your dad would still be alive.”  

“What're you talking about, Henry?”  

“After Maine, we settled in Washington, but I never felt at home there. My dad cut out every channel of contact that I had here, and as the days passed, I found it impossible to be away from you,” he started. “I held out during the school year, but once I graduated, I had no reason to stay there. A week after graduation, I tried to run away, and I truly underestimated my father's need for control. I only made it across Idaho before he found me, and I can tell you he was not happy about it.   “He forced me into his car and drove me back home,” Henry recalled with a shaky breath. “When we got there, he told my mom to take Chris and Kate out of the house before dragging me to the basement. I tried my hardest to remain quiet. The last thing I wanted was to set his sights on you and your family again, but I wasn't strong enough.”  

“What did he do to you, Henry?” Raina asked, her voice broken and horrified. “Tell me.”  

“He kept asking where I was going. Pushing and pushing to get the answer he wanted, but he quickly gathered I wasn't going to give an answer willingly,” he shuddered as he remembered that day. “When he grew frustrated, which didn't take long, he decided to use other methods—ones he would normally use on werewolves. He beat me until I was choking on blood, he shocked me until I couldn't stop twitching, and he waterboarded me until I couldn't stop coughing up water. I had a broken rib by the time I finally gave him what he wanted, and that's what sent him here.   “I told him I would never stop trying to get away from him to get to you,” Henry sniffled, his head dropping in shame. “He took me to his doctor after and made a deal with me—he would leave you and your family alone if I didn't try to find you again and became an exemplary hunter. And, well, I agreed because I thought it would keep you safe. But all I did was give him the perfect excuse to target you guys. If I had just kept quiet...”  

“If you had kept quiet, you'd be the one dead now, Henry,” Raina cried, cradling his cheek to force his eyes back to hers. “Your father would have never stopped hunting us, and he made sure to let my dad know before you left. None of this was your fault, Henry. We are simply the children of a war that doesn't belong to us. It would be easier to just hate you for what Gerard did to me and a lot of people in the pack, but you bear no guilt in this. And my heart can't do anything but love you.”  

“I don't deserve that, Rai. I don't deserve your love.”  

“Why not? Why can't you just accept that I love you, and I would never blame you for what your family does?” 

“Because I am my family, Raina,” he exclaimed. “I have hunted; I have killed. I became the man my father always wanted me to be, and it was all for nothing. I should have known he was lying.”  

“You were a kid, threatened by the one person who's supposed to love you unconditionally,” she cooed. “You had no reason not to believe him, and I’m grateful you did, Henry. You wouldn't be here right now if you hadn't.” 

“I don't deserve this. I don't deserve you.”  

“Henry, you deserve more love than I can give,” Raina said. “The universe has given us another chance to make this work, and we shouldn't ignore it because of mistakes committed by other people. Don't give up on us before we have given it our all.”  

“I don't want to, but what if Marcos is right?” he questioned. “What if it's my dad or someone working for him that did the slashings up in Fort Kent? That would mean he knows you're still here. And now that I've run away again, he’s gonna stop at nothing to find me.”  

“Then, let’s test out that theory,” she mused. “Stay here; be with me. Whatever happens after, we can deal with it. Just give us another chance, Henry.”  

“You have too much faith, Rai.”  

“And you don't have enough,” she chuckled. Raina decided then to test the waters. She placed a knee at either side of his legs, straddling his lap as she circled his neck with her arms. “You wouldn't be here if you didn't believe in us, even just a little bit.”  

“I will admit you make a really good point there,” he breathed shakily. “I just don't want to put you in danger... again.”  

“You do know I am an alpha with quite a big pack?” she grinned. “I can take care of myself, Henry.”  

“Of course,” he chuckled, letting his hands roam her back. “It won't stop me from worrying.”  

“Who said I wanted you to? I just want you to stay.”  

“I will,” he smiled. “They'll have to pry you off my dead, cold hands if they ever want to get me away from you.”  

“Kind of like the sound of that,” she teased. “Also like the sound of cementing this little promise.”  

“What did you have in mind?”  

“Well...” Raina placed a kiss on Henry's lips before kissing his cheek and then his jaw. “We could start with something like...”  

Before she could finish, a knock interrupted them. Someone from behind the door called for Raina, telling her she was needed. It pulled a sigh out of the pair before they slumped onto the bed in frustration. "We're gonna have to do something about that,” Henry muttered. “I haven't had more than a few minutes alone with you.”  

“Don't worry,” she smiled. “Things are gonna change around here.”  

And change they did. In the coming days, Henry grew on the pack. They started to see the difference between him and the rest of his family. He was helpful, he was useful, and he was staying. Slowly but surely, he became one of them. Especially as his relationship with Raina grew. 

A month and a half later, when they finally got the privacy they had wanted, Raina had fallen pregnant. After eight years of distance, they were set on the fast track, and they couldn't be happier about it. Everyone rallied around them, excited about the new life they were bringing to the pack. In their long trek of darkness, a baby was just the sign they needed that things were looking up.  

By Raina's eighth month of pregnancy, Henry decided it was the right time to get down on one knee. Nerves shot through him as he prepared for the day. He knew love lived between them, but only for the second time in his life; he was doing what he wanted to do and not what was expected of him. He had found happiness once more, and he didn't want to lose it.  

“You know she's gonna say yes,” Marcos chuckled as he snacked on a bag of chips. Surprisingly, the one who had hated him the most when he arrived had become his closest confidante. “I mean, she's already knocked up.”  

“Hey, that's my possible future wife you're talking about,” Henry said. “And I know she's gonna say yes—at least, I hope. But I can't help but feel nervous.”  

“Well, you are doing things kind of out of order,” Marcos shrugged. “You should have gotten married before your dad killed hers and then have kids.”  

“That's not funny.”  

“I think it's hilarious,” he laughed. “Almost as funny as it is that you're nervous.”  

“Nervous about what?” Raina asked as she walked into the room. “Is there anything to be nervous about?”  

“Oh, nothing really,” Henry chuckled awkwardly. “Just preparing for tonight's bonfire.”  

“And that makes you nervous?”  

“You know, Henry,” Marcos teased. “It'd be weird if he wasn't.”  

Marcos’ jokes aside, Henry was truly nervous. The ring burned a hole in his pocket for the rest of the day as they went about their normal chores. He couldn't handle the wait. Every fiber of his being yearned to ask the question, to fortify the commitment they had made to each other. Even if they were never legally wed while they remained hidden, he and everyone he now considered family would, and that was all that really mattered.  

That night, everyone gathered around the bonfire, thankful winter had broken and they were able to make fires without calling attention to themselves. There were drinks, food, and music—anyone who saw them would never know they were a pack terrified of being found by hunters. They were merely a group of people celebrating and enjoying each other's company, buzzing from a secret everyone knew except their alpha.  

“Everyone seems happy, huh?” Raina asked as she swayed to the music with Henry. “I just wish we could be in an actual house where we don't have to be on high alert.”  

“I'm sorry,” he sighed into her hair. “It's my family's fault we can't leave just yet.” 

“It's okay, sweetheart,” she chuckled. “I kind of like it here. And our baby will love the woods. She'll be one with the earth.” 

“She? She could be a boy, too.”  

“No, I can feel it,” Raina smiled. “She's a girl.”  

“We're having a girl then,” he laughed. “And she'll be just as beautiful as her mother.”  

“As long as she has her father's brain.”  

“I wouldn't mind that,” he said before turning her to face him as he got down on one knee. “I also wouldn't mind asking you something very important.”  

“What are you doing, Henry?” Raina beamed. “Is this really happening?”  

“Raina, meeting you changed my life forever,” he started. “The years I was forced to spend without you were the longest I've ever had to live, and now that I have you, I don't plan on letting you go. I would have never believed in soulmates or even love before I met you. You gave me a reason for living, a reason for fighting. So many things have tried to keep us apart, what we were born as being the biggest. But our love surpasses werewolves and hunters; it transcends everything life has tried to throw at us.   “Now, I know this is not the flashiest ring,” Henry said as he pulled the piece of jewelry from his pocket. “I don't have the money or the access to the outside world to get you the ring you deserve. But I worked on this with Julian, and I'm quite impressed with how it turned out. I found the sea glass by the river and then we took some silver spoons and...”  

“Henry, honey,” Raina laughed, interrupting, “you're rambling.”  

“Right, yeah,” the man chuckled before he continued. “What I'm trying to say is that I don't want to spend another day of my life away from you. It's you. It's always going to be you for as long as I live. So, Raina Shetty, love of my life, mother of my child, will you do me the absolute honor of becoming my wife?”  

“It's about time!” she exclaimed as she pulled Henry's arms. “Now, get up here so I can kiss you.”  

Everything was all right at that moment. It's as close to perfect as it could be. The baby was close to arriving, Henry and Raina were set to marry soon after the baby was born, and there were plans to move the pack to another state. Everything seemed to be falling into place close to a year after they had found each other again.  

But perfection didn't fit into the universe they lived in. When everything was going well, something had to disrupt the peace. It seemed it was the only way life knew to keep balance.  

A week of pure bliss had passed since their engagement, and Henry and Raina were excitedly waiting for their baby to be born. In just a couple of weeks their little family of two would quickly become three, and they were ecstatic. There was a corner of their room designated to whom they were calling baby girl Argent, complete with a wooden crib and a mobile of butterflies and crystals Henry had gotten when he felt safe enough to venture into the “real” world. Ten months had to be long enough for his family to stop looking for him.  

Or so he thought.  

“There's movement in perimeter four,” Marcos called out one day. “But the cameras don't seem to be picking anything up.”  

“Could be an animal,” Raina offered. “Still, someone should go check out what's happening there.”  

“I'll go,” Henry announced as he strapped his rifle to his back. “Might get us some fresh dinner for tonight.”  

“Be careful, Henry. We don't know it's an animal for sure.” 

“I'll be okay,” he smiled before kissing Raina's cheek. “Not the first time I've hunted before.”  

“Almost like it's in your blood,” Marcos teased.  

“Wasn't funny the first time,” Henry smirked. “Might just be funny the hundredth time.”  

Henry took off to the eastern side of the property, keeping in mind the traps the pack had set for outsiders. They had never caught an actual person anywhere near the place, but it did help when they were in need of fresh meat. Yet, as he neared the area where the motion sensor was tripped, a chilling wave rushed through him. Something didn't feel quite right. And if there was anything he had learned in the past year, it was to trust his instincts.  

Granted, he could never have guessed what he would face. Whoever had tripped the sensor had done it on purpose. There was no sign of movement anywhere near where the sensors were, which could only mean there was a person knowledgeable in hiding. That, coupled with Henry's bad feelings, could only mean one thing.  

“Come out,” he called out loudly. “I know it's you, so just come out.”  

The bushes rustled with movement, unveiling who was camouflaging themselves in the foliage. Anyone else would have been surprised, but not Henry. No. Henry was annoyed.  

“Hey there, Argent,” the person said as they took off their mask. “Didn't think you could hide forever.”  

A/N: well, one more chapter and then back to present time for some much-needed Derek Hale If you’d like to be tagged in this or any other story: click here Make sure you have my notifications on so you know every time I post!

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𝙊𝘾 𝙋𝙧𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙈𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙝 𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙚 2024: 𝘞𝘌𝘌𝘒 𝘛𝘏𝘙𝘌𝘌 (𝘑𝘶𝘯𝘦 15𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘰 21𝘴𝘵): 𝘈𝘜 𝘞𝘌𝘌𝘒

This week is all about throwing your LGBTQIA+ ocs into alternate universes! Maybe you want to give your favorite ship a classic meet-cute in a coffee shop, maybe you want to explore a romance that you didn’t make canon, or maybe you just think they would make a really great celebrity. The possibilities are endless! Whether it’s a modern-day setting, a historical period, or a completely imagined place, take this opportunity to reimagine your LGBTQIA+ OCs in new and exciting contexts. Let’s see how they navigate different worlds, face new challenges, or find love and friendship in unexpected places.

𝙅𝙪𝙡𝙞𝙚 𝙈𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙭 𝙀𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙈𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙣 {𝘛𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘞𝘰𝘭𝘧} ✷ 𝘍𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘈𝘜

✨ Taglist: @ginger-grimm @eddysocs @faerieroyal @daughter-of-melpomene @megandaisy9 @misshiraethsworld @arrthurpendragon ✨

[diva-calderu]

Jacob Hale x Braeden

A gift for @axelwolf8109 requested by @xgoddessoffandomsx

[rocketboots564]

OC Info and Mood Board

Here’s a Mood Board and OC Info for a Teen Wolf OC of mine: Enrico Mahealani

Enrico Mahealani: Enrico is a curious, clever, and sophisticated kid, and is a close relative of Danny Mahealani. He moves in with Danny after he decides to move back to Beacon Hills (this is during/after the Teen Wolf Movie). With an obsession for criminology and incredible psychic powers to boot, he excels in criminal investigation and forensic analysis. Despite being an awkward teenager haunted by dead, he strives to use his gifts and skills to become a detective…. even if that means occasionally getting in the way of police work, and dragging Eli Hale into his investigations with or without his permission…. May god rest Sheriff Stilinski’s stressed out soul.

Appearance: Enrico has tanned, moderately brown skin with short, wavy yet slightly spiky black hair. Paired with his dark brown eyes and semi-formal style, he often exudes the look of a private academy student mixed with a scraggly noir detective, even sporting his own overcoat (but no fedora. He’s more of a fisherman’s cap guy anyway)

Gender: Male (he/him)

Age: 15-16

Height & Weight: 5’10ft / 177lb

Nationality: Hawaiian/Cuban-American

Species: Human Psychic

Powers: communication with the dead, astral projection, semi-clairvoyance, slight magic prowess

Personality: Enrico has a sophisticated yet casual way of presenting himself. Sure, he talks like a debate team mixed with a poetry teacher, but he’s not very outspoken and rather quiet at times. However, he is exceptionally blunt and straightforward, oftentimes getting straight to the point when talking.

Other Info: Enrico is the son of one of Danny’s Cousin. Technically first cousin once removed, which I simplify to just “relative”

He’s known about his abilities from a very young age, but doesn’t mention them due to being sent to several doctors and therapists, all trying to diagnose him. In his words, “Concern arises when you tell people you can see the dead”

Enrico was orphaned, moving in with Danny after loosing his father due to disease. He lost his mother years before in a car wreck.

He occasionally enjoys botany, and likes growing scorpion grasses, as well as tomato plants

Out of all the dead people who communicate with him in Beacon Hills, the ones he connects with the most is Erica, Boyd, and occasionally Derek, who he often sees in small flashes watching over Eli. He wishes to know why they’re so important, and why they continue to show up.

Music: a list of songs that give off Enrico’s vibe

Pursing My True Self - Persona 4

Space Cowboy - Jamiroquai

Heaven - Persona 4

Duvet - Bôa

Qué Será - Willie Colon

Memories of You - Persona 3

Face Claim

Model - Jose Oliva

Source - Ron Reyes on Twitter (fair warning, their photography is rather provocative, but good!)

@fionajames thank you so much for the kind words I’d be glad to tag you in any other posts I make about him.

Some of this stuff you’ve seen already, but I hope you enjoy what’s new

[crystalli-69]

I definitely got an issue. I just finished my (very own, crazy and VERY FICTIONAL) Hale family tree, which has over 179 people💀.

Someone needs to take FamilyEcho away from me, i have finals this week and I SPENT OVER 7 HOURS ON IT (Just today, I’ve been expanding it since SEPTEMBER, i created it on march this year bro)

Anyways, that tree is my proudest piece ever.

Shifting just feeds my inner writer what can i say, i make characters out of nothing and just leave them there. 😊🙏

[andromara]

Braeden: Derek is too tall for me to kiss him on the lips. What should I do? Stiles: Punch him in the stomach. Then, when he doubles over in pain, kiss him. Andromeda: Tackle him! Mara: Dump him. Isaac: Kick him in the shin! Derek: No to all of those! Just ask me to lean down!!

[rose-of-oz]

𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐆… 𝐌𝐘 𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐖𝐎𝐋𝐅 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑, 𝐀𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐋 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐍

❝ Nobody would have to know April Hannigan for long to learn two very important things about her: one, that she was determined to be the best student Beacon Hills High had ever had, and two, she hated Lydia Martin. And though that might have seemed like a rather extreme mindset, it also could not be denied that the object of April’s disdain felt exactly the same way about her. Almost from the moment the two girls had been old enough to understand competition and the importance of academic success, they had been locked in a constant battle of grades and tests and icy glares exchanged in the halls, each vying to be the school’s top student, with the title bouncing between them over the years as both girls earned it and lost it to the other again before getting it back.

But their academic rivalry wasn’t the only reason April hated Lydia, although it may very well have been the main reason. Though she likely wouldn’t admit it even with a gun to her head, April resented Lydia for having what she did not; popularity, a friend group, a boyfriend, and all of it while she still managed to find time to study and engage in the girls’ competition. April didn’t have that - she had always devoted all of her time to books and studying and mock tests made to test her skills, and as such had not a friend to speak of, much less any hope of anyone being romantically interested in her. It was better this way, she had always told herself, repeating in her head the words her (admittedly rather absent and emotionally distant) parents always told her; if she could just study hard enough, earn good enough grades, she could get a full ride to whatever university she wanted and get a degree she could turn into a successful career, and by that point friends wouldn’t matter at all.

April may have told herself that, over and over and over, but she knew deep down that she didn’t really mean it. She wanted friends, even if so long spent ignoring people in favor of her textbooks had left her totally socially incompetent, cold, and too ignorant of others’ feelings to ever truly make connections. She supposed it was yet another reason she could hardly see Lydia without wanting to punch her perfectly made-up face: she knew how similar she and Lydia truly were at their cores, how intelligent and brutally honest and dedicated to being the best, and the fact that the other girl continually put on a mask, pretending to be yet another ditsy popular girl who fawned over her boyfriend, and was rewarded socially because of it, while April fully embraced that part of herself and was left out in the cold, enraged her.

Still, it wasn’t as if there was anything she could do about it, and so April has resigned herself to continuing on as she was - studying and ever improving her grades, spending all her nights alone in her room rather than out with friends or at parties, and, hopefully, eventually ending her high school career having come out on top of Lydia Martin, becoming valedictorian and leaving Beacon Hills forever to pursue higher education. Until, that is, she winds up locked in the school at night with her academic nemesis, her douchebag boyfriend, and the only two friends she’s ever had, who she hasn’t talked to since middle school, hiding from some kind of murderous creature that Scott and Stiles somehow seem to know.

Abruptly dragged into a whole new world where werewolves are apparently real and very dangerous, April finds that all her textbooks and test prep materials can’t help her now. But she also finds herself reconnecting with Scott and Stiles, even making some new friends, and possibly… maybe… starting to realize that Lydia Martin isn’t all that bad.

Not that April’s not still going to beat her in the valedictorian race even if it kills her. Her mission might just, possibly, involve a more friendly rivalry (and maybe even some confessions and kissing, if that damned meddler Stiles has anything to say about it) than she’d originally planned. ❞

General Taglist: @hiddenqveendom, @auxiliarydetective, @foxesandmagic, @artemisocs, @reyofluke-ocs, @endless-oc-creations, @stanshollaand, @ginevrastilinski-ocs, @luucypevensie, @ginger-grimm, @arrthurpendragon, @fakedatings, @impales, @claryxjackson, @dancingsunflowers-ocs, @eddysocs, @lucys-chen, @oneirataxia-girl, @ocappreciationtag. (Also tagging @nolanhollogay.)

[ginger-grimm]

OC HALLOWEEN CHALLENGE 2024

Day 15: Nostalgia

Marlow Stilinski as Blossom

Nixie Baker as Bubbles

Riley Stevens-Parrish as Buttercup

x, x, x

TAGLIST: @eddysocs @ocs-supporting-ocs @foxesandmagic @veetlegeuse @decennia @hiddenqveendom @arrthurpendragon @luucypevensie @nikosasaki @noratilney @wordspin-shares @oneirataxia-girl @endless-oc-creations @stelstellakidd @andromedalestrange @far-shores @daughter-of-melpomene @bibaybe

[dunbonnets]

Stiles: Man, it sure is dark in here!

Keelie:

Stiles: I'm not scared or anything!

Keelie:

Stiles: I mean, whose scared of the dark these days? Not me haha

Keelie: Want me to hold your hand?

Stiles, instantly reaching out to take her hand: YES PLEASE