#theo raeken x your name

[heartbreakgrill]

out of the woods: theo raeken.

1989 (Heartbreak Grill’s Version)

looking at it now it all seems to simple. we were lying on your couch. i remember.

“i have to go.”

theo groaned as the words left my lips. his arms, wrapped securely around my waist, tightened their grip as he inhaled a hopeless breath.

“no,” he nudged my neck with his nose, eliciting a soft giggle from me. “no, stay, please.”

“theo,” i wriggled away from his ticklish touches, “i have to go.”

i tried to remove myself from his grasps, but he was strong. his large, warm hands, slid over my bare stomach, gripping onto my hips. he pressed my back into the mattress, as my wrestling arms came to rest on his shoulders. he had been growing out his hair and now it hung low enough to ghost over my collarbones. i shivered as the strands drug across my skin, theo’s lips attached to my neck.

“theo,” i persisted, “scott gets off at 8. he’s going to come into my room and check if i’m there. when i’m not, he’s going to notify every single supernatural within a thirty mile radius, and every policeman within the county. they will be on your doorstep by 8:15, and i will be dead.”

as i spoke, i continued to try to fight theo’s strong hold, lifting my body from the mattress, and pushing back at his shoulders. my words seemed like a good enough threat to get him moving.

“i don��t want you to go,” he moved to the edge of the bed, feet flat upon the floor.

i stood and gathered my clothes, occasionally tossing him pointed glances, “as much as i enjoy this- i would prefer to not die tonight. i have a chemistry exam tomorrow. here-“

theo rolled his eyes as i tossed his boxers to him. it landed on top of his head. i stifled a laugh and tugged on my jeans.

theo ripped the boxers off and mocked my laughter, “haha, very funny.”

i shrugged and stuck my head through my t-shirt. “listen,” i made my way towards the front door of theo’s tiny, studio apartment. it wasn’t much, but it beat sleeping in his truck every night, like he had been doing. i laced up my shoes, “i should be able to see you tomorrow night. i’ll text you, though, let you know what’s happening.”

theo noticed i was reaching for the door handle and quickly shimmied into his boxers. he slapped a hand against the door, “wait!”

it slammed shut. i looked up at him, an expectant expression on my face. “yeah?”

theo caught my chin in his hands, and planted a sweet kiss on my lips. i melted into the moment, leaning my weight into his hold, allowing my fingers to gently ghost his chest. however, as soon as theo moved to deepen the exchange, my phone started ringing.

my eyes flew open, a wide, worried look taking over my dazed face. i held out a finger towards theo, as if to shush him, as i answered the call.

“hello? oh, hi, scott,” i shot theo a glance. he crossed his arms, figure shrunk in a guilty demeanor. “no, yeah- i’m on my way home now. oh, chinese sounds good. yep- no, yeah. just gotta shower first. just- with gina. yep. studying. chem exam tomorrow! yep. yeah. k. love you! bye.”

i stared at my phone for a second, as though scott were going to climb out of it and kill theo for even being in the same room as me. when that didn’t happen, i let out a deep breath.

“okay,” i looked to the boy, “i have got to get going. i’ll see you tomorrow, yeah?”

“yeah,” theo couldn’t help but grin down at me, “tomorrow.”

i noticed his body tilt towards mine, his chest lean towards me, and i held up a finger, cocked a brow. “don’t even think about it or i will never get out of here.”

i could hear him groaning as i shut the door behind me.

–

you took a polaroid of us, then discovered the rest of the world was black and white, but we were in screaming color.

“what are you doing for your birthday?”

i balanced the popcorn bowl on my lap as i twisted around on the couch. theo glanced over at me from the fridge, flashing that bright, wide grin.

i couldn’t help but smile, though nothing special really was happening. “not sure yet. why do you ask?”

“just wondering.”

i stared at the back of his stooped, trying to read between the lines of his very few words. theo could feel my gaze, could hear my curious heartbeat, and looked up against. “what?”

i slowly brought a piece of popcorn to my lips, brows furrowed, “why are you asking?”

“nothing,” he reached into the fridge and grabbed a can of coke. the door shut softly behind him. he neared the couch and cracked open the drink. i continued to stare him. “why do you keep staring at me like that?”

“because i know it’s not nothing,” i set the bowl down on the coffee table and came up onto my knees. theo tilted his head and peered down at me. “you’ve got stuff on your mind. say it. let it out into the open. this is a judgement free zone.”

he chuckled softly as i gestured to the tiny apartment. “not exactly a zone as is.”

i reached up and smacked his forearm. “just tell me! please?”

theo took another sip of his coke, thinking intensely. “there’s really not much to say. i was just thinking how your birthday is coming up and i wanted to maybe do something special for you.”

“wait, really?” i perked up, elbows pressed into the back of the couch and chin planted upon my palms. “aw, wait really?”

theo rolled his eyes, “yes, really. but, i know you guys probably have stuff planned. so, i was just trying to get a feel for when we could fit something in.”

“no one’s said anything to me about any plans. though,” my mind wandered a bit, and the stupid hope theo’s healing heart always gave me filled my lungs, “if they do figure something out, i don’t see why you couldn’t just come to that..?”

theo’s soft face hardened slightly, a gut wrenching frown painting his pink lips. “yeah…i don’t know about that. liam still wants me dead. scott and stiles hate me- not to mention malia and lydia probably would be happy to kick me in the balls.”

i thought over the words, imagining each scenario play out. he was right. “yeah…” i trailed off, “yeah, i don’t think that would happen. i just-“

i struggled to find my words, gaze distant, hope shattered. “i don’t know-“

“i know,” theo touched my cheek, fingers cold from the can of coke now in his other hand. “i know.”

“i’m tired of hiding, theo,” my voice came out quiet and timid, expressive to how i was truly feeling. it was exhausting, constantly sneaking around, always being on the lookout for scott.

“i know, baby,” he squatted down to my level, holding my face with both hands, now. his thumbs brushed over the apples of my cheeks, eyes catching my distant ones. “listen…i know it’s hard, but…they just don’t understand it, okay? they wouldn’t get it. you- you put your faith in me when i didn’t deserve it. if it wasn’t for you, if it wasn’t for your hope, i don’t think i would be the man i am today. you saw a lost, broken boy and you helped me get back on my feet. you helped me make up for every wrong i’ve done. i…”

he didn’t continue any sentence. he just pressed his lips together. my heart fluttered at the anticipation of what it could’ve been he wanted to say.

“i just wish…” i gathered some thoughts, “i wish they’d give you a chance.”

“one day,” theo kissed me shortly, “i think…one day, it’ll happen.”

we curled up on the tiny couch, fit for his small apartment, and watched a movie. i lay in the crevice of his side, clutching to his body like it would be taken from me. often, i worried that that would happen. scott would catch us, committing no crimes, and juror theo to a fate worse than death. it seemed so silly- scott was the sworn protector of this town. he always ensured everyone’s happiness, health, prosperity. yet, when it came to me, those guarantees fell short. he’d rather i be holed up in my room, or holed up at school, my nose in a book, than i live, than i date or work or go out with friends.

it made everything so complicated. it made my life complicated- i had rules to follow, i had curfews, i had to answer the phone every time he called or the entire world would fall apart. i understood my brother just wanted me to be safe, to stay alive- but he was ruining my life while trying to save it.

i looked up towards theo, worry swimming through my eyes. he turned his head at my own shuffling and smiled, though it faded at the sight of my worried face.

“hey, hey,” he shifted his body towards mine, “baby…it’s okay. hey…everything’s gonna be okay, yeah? i won’t let anything ruin this, okay?”

“i’m just worried he’s gonna take you away from me…”

“i know,” theo brushed the hair from my face, “i know, but i won’t let him. i…”

that unfinished thought again.

i set my hands upon theo’s shoulder, worry being coaxed down by the affection i felt for him. “i love you,” i admitted.

theo’s face softened, the gold flecks in his eyes on fire from my confession. he pulled my face closer towards his, rushing out a response before crashing our lips together.

“i love you.”

–

and i remember thinking: are we out of the woods yet? are we in the clear yet good?

“i saw theo today.”

i looked up from my plate, eyes widened in curiosity. i flicked my gaze between lydia, scott, stiles, malia, and liam. everyone paused from eating their food. they focused on lydia’s words.

scott straightened his stooped neck. his thick brows were furrowed with inquiry, “really? where?”

“the store,” lydia spoke pointedly. “he was buying a dozen roses from the supermarket.”

“well, at least we know he’s a cheap date,” stiles was quick to nip.

i felt my face grow warm, both from worry and frustration. i shoveled some noodles into my mouth.

malia poked at her straw, “what’s he doing here? i thought he left?”

“i think we all did,” scott sighed. he wiped a napkin across his face. “did he have any other groceries?”

lydia rolled her eyes towards the ceiling, as if to recite the items she saw in his cart. “eggs, milk, icing, chicken nuggets, a loaf of bread, and, i think, penne noodles. could’ve been elbow macaroni, though. couldn’t really tell.”

a smile creeped onto my face as i pieced together the groceries. i was supposed to see theo tonight, though i’d told mom and scott i was going to gina’s for a sleepover. i guess i had a birthday cake and flowers to look forward to.

everyone thought for a moment. then, stiles cracked another lame joke, “hey, maybe he’s going to make up for nearly killing y/n by baking her a cake!”

i choked on my water. scott reached a concerned hand over to pat my back. i pressed a napkin to my face and coughed erratically. “you okay?” scott brushed hair form my cheek.

i nodded wildly, “yep- yeah. yep! great. good. sorry.”

scott patted my back again before returning to the conversation. “for his sake, i hope he isn’t planning on doing that. i hope he isn’t planning on contacting any of us. if he does, you all need to tell me- immediately, okay? stiles, let your dad know he’s lingering around. y/n-“

i sniffled from my coughing fit. “yeah?”

scott’s face was lined with a deepened worry, brown eyes swimming with concern for me. “i don’t think i want you going to gina’s tonight. or anywhere but school for the time being. not until we know what theo’s doing here.”

my brows furrowed tightly, “what? no! what- why- how is that fair? no- scott. i can’t-“

“mom will agree,” scott cut me off. “i’m not risking anything.”

“but…” i went to continue to argue my case, but scott continued rattling off instructional orders to the rest of the group.

and, so, my birthday dinner turned into driving to the sheriff’s station with the entire pack. sitting in stilinki’s office until we figured out where theo was living. we drove to the street and patrolled his apartment until 1am. then, stiles dropped scott and i off at home.

nobody even sang me happy birthday.

looking at it now, last december, we were built to fall apart. then fall back together.

“it’s not much, but it’s better than nothing.”

“theo,” i grinned as i took a box from him. a big red bow adorned the glittery wrapping paper. it wasn’t heavy, and the size of the box was quite small. but my heart lit on fire from the lovely gesture. “you really shouldn’t have.”

“no, i wanted to,” he waved me off. “you deserve…so much. the world.”

i met his eyes and recognized that familiar, glistening adoration i’d gotten so used to. “i just…feel bad. you don’t have much money, and-“

“it doesn’t matter,” theo pressed a hand to my knee.

we were criss-cross on the couch, sparse christmas decorations scattered through his tiny apartment. i’d insisted on lining tinsel across the door, lights around the tv console, putting the fake tree in the already crowded corner. i hadn’t been able to come over much and wanted theo to be able to feel some semblance of joyous occasion when i wasn’t there. this was the first time we’d seen each other since thanksgiving.

i only managed to escape the house because i convinced scott that gina and i had to spend christmas together.

“open it!” theo squeezed my knee again.

i giggled at his excited stature and quickly unraveled the bow. inside, amidst the folds of a velvet box, was a necklace with the letter t hanging off of a gold chain. i grinned at the sight, “oh, my gosh! here- put it on me!”

i held my hair from my shoulders as theo clipped the necklace at the nape of my spine. his cold fingers ghosted across my skin until his palms were around my shoulders. he tugged my back into his chest, laying us down upon the couch.

your necklace hanging from my neck, the night we couldn't quite forget when we decided to move the furniture so we could dance.

silence enveloped our presence, a comforting feeling of peace that we rarely had. “i love you, theo,” i let myself whisper. i tried to say it more often than not, worried that one day i wouldn’t be able to remind him of it.

“we should tell scott.”

i pulled myself up, out of theo’s hold, turning to face him on the couch. i was bewildered. my face surely showed it, “what?”

theo ran a hand through his hair, “i think we should tell scott, y/n.”

i shook my head slightly, “no, no. no- we can’t do that. theo- no.”

his tone became increasingly critical, disagreeing with my own disapproval. “why not? im tired of hiding-“

“he’ll kill you, theo,” i rushed out. my breathing was anticipatory in it’s quick speed. “scott will kill you, theo.”

“i don’t know. he’s…merciful. i think if we tell him, we can-“

“theo, no!” i jumped from the couch. “please, just stop. i don’t want to fight about this with you. it’s not happening. end of stor-“

“why does that get to just be your decision? why don’t i get to have a say in this relationship? it’s all up to you!” theo followed me from our seats. he spoke wildly, his hands moving with his words.

i crossed my arms, “i risk everything every single day that i text you. i put myself on the line just to see you. i’m lying to my brother, my best friend- my mom! theo- i thought you understood-“

“i’m just tired of being your little secret. i want to be able to- to see you. i want to come to your birthday dinners and spend christmas morning with you. i want to be in your life. i feel like i’m just on the sidelines!”

“maybe you shouldn’t have tried to kill all of us!”

the words blurted from my lips before i could stop them. the stale silence that followed my heartless thoughts was bitter and cold. theo turned his shoulder from me, dropping his head into his hands.

“oh, my god,” i stepped forward, bracing my hands for impact. “i’m so sorry. theo- i-“

“i thought you’d forgiven me,” he murmured into his palm. “you told me you forgave me for that.”

“i did- i did, i just- i’m sorry! i don’t know why i said tha-“

“maybe scott’s right,” theo met my eyes finally, tears blurring his green ones.

“what-?”

“maybe i never will change. maybe i’m just a bad guy. maybe it’s not a good idea for you to be around me.”

“no, theo, no-“ he kept interrupting me.

“you should leave.”

i couldn’t find the words to stay, but i needed to.

i stepped forward, again, touching theo’s shoulder. he whipped his head back to face me, beautiful eyes darkened by the yellow hue, fangs protruding from his teeth, claws digging into his palms that were beginning to bleed.

“get out!” he roared.

i flinched, throwing myself back a few feet. my hands were shaking. i quickly gathered my things, never turning my back from the monstrous boy standing before me. his chest heaved with anger. he glared.

for the first time in a long time, i was scared of theo.

so, i ran.

baby, like we stood a chance; two paper airplanes flying. and i remember thinking…

“are you awake?”

scott knocked upon my bedroom door.

i rolled over in my bed, away from the sound of his voice, away from his incessant worry.

i knew he could hear my heartbeat. i knew he could smell my pheromones.

i ignored him. he had his answers. i wanted to be left alone.

scott sighed. “please talk to me.”

i didn’t want to.

“well,” he tried to sound cheery, but it failed, “i’ll be out here when you’re ready.”

weeks had passed.

silence had followed.

scott was always wondering why i didn’t go to study group with gina. mom worried why i didn’t want to eat my favorite dinner on thursday nights. stiles was confused when i would voluntarily tag along on patrols with him and scott. when we’d pass theo’s house, i’d press my headphones into my ears and drown the two teenage boys out.

lydia drug me to the mall the following week. scott had told everyone he was worried i was depressed. but he didn’t know why.

i knew why.

i didn’t text theo. and he didn’t try to reach me.

i let the necklace pool in my makeup drawer. my fingers ghosted over it every morning, and i’d flinch as though it burned me. it just made me brain flicker with unwanted memories.

i had nightmares about him.

he’d come into my room and tear me apart.

he’d kill scott right in front of me.

he’d rip my mom’s throat out during dinner.

i dreamed of him, too.

of his arms, the contradictory peace i felt from his fingers. i knew, deep down inside, that his threatening demeanor wasn’t real. it was a projection of his innermost insecurities, his frustration because he could only ever have parts of me.

but i was still terrified. it took me back to a time in my life when theo really was the villain. back to the night when the dread doctors nearly killed me. it reminded me of things i’d worked hard to get over.

it felt like last year, only this time, my heart was broken, too.

i don’t know why i thought it would work. bad people never changed. they’d maybe give you a hurricane eye, false hope that things would be clearing up, the storm would pass. and, then, their true, dark colors would appear like the rain. thundering down on you.

i thought back to months ago, when i first let him in. i’d run into him at the grocery store, like lydia. he was buying tuna fish and a potted plant. he had a certain soil type in his cart. i didn’t recognize him at first, mostly because i’d blocked his face from my memory, and his hair had grown out. he was hiding beneath his hoodie, too.

are we out of the woods yet? are we in the clear yet? good.

“that soils gonna kill that plant.”

i peered over at the stranger’s cart, my own basket swinging from my arm.

“oh!” he looked up from the cereal box in his hands, surprised by my voice.

his brows furrowed, friendly smile faltering slightly. “oh. uh…” he wasn’t quite sure what to say.

i chuckled shortly, “sorry to startle you? i just…don’t want to watch this poor guy be carted off to his death.”

theo looked at the plant as i pointed to it. he set the cereal down in his car, shook his head once, and met my eyes again, “oh. that’s okay. um…would you mind telling me what soil i need?”

“yeah, of course. cmon.”

i marched us off to the plant aisle. as we walked across the entire supermarket, i told him all about my plant collection at home. i shared personal details of my life, remarked as he brought up his own stories.

then, i found the small bag easily, and dumped it into his cart, shoveling the other one back onto the shelf.

he thanked me with this sweet grin. “wow, uh, thank you, so much. any other tips?”

his smile twisted into a smirk, something friendly, nothing too extreme. but, it’s what clicked my memories together. i recognized him then.

i frowned and took a slow step back, “um. sorry…”

i quickly turned on my heel and raced away from the aisle. theo was hot on my heels. he chased me with his cart, stumbling over apologies that i was sure didn’t mean anything. “wait- no! y/n! i’m sorry! please! please let me-! i’m so sorry!”

i tried to pull my phone from my pocket to call scott, but it clattered to the floor. i skidded to a stop, dropping to my knees to grab it. the basket in my arm tipped and everything sprawled across the floor.

i reached for my phone and cursed at the mess. his hand came down over mine. he shot his grip back, apologizing. “i didn’t mea-“

“leave me alone.”

i don’t know how he convinced me to go to dinner with him.

remember when you hit the brakes too soon? 20 stitches in the hospital room. when you started crying, baby, i did, too. but, when the sun came up i was looking at you.

“i think we should talk.”

i glanced over at lydia, thumbs pressing into my thighs anxiously. i sucked in a breath, cold air drowning in my lungs. the wipers rubbed over the window wildly, rain pouring down outside. the radio played softly.

i watched a raindrop race down the window, then glanced over at lydia. “about what?”

she met my eye for a second. she looked like she knew something i didn’t want her to. i gulped.

“you know i…” she trailed off. she licked her teeth in an attempt to find her words, carefully. “i can see things, y/n.”

i sucked in another breath. i couldn’t get enough. i should’ve known this would happen. lydia didn’t just get premonitions of death. if she was connected to somebody enough, like me, she could see flashes of secrets.

“yeah…” i whispered.

“i don’t…” lydia struggled to speak, “i don’t know what to say, necessarily. i only know bits and pieces. like…christmas. he- he wanted to hurt you. but, then- at the grocery store. he was gonna bake you a cake. wha- please tell me what happened, y/n.”

i explained the situation with a shaky voice, fingers rubbing one another in a ruminating anxiety. lydia just listened intently. i was worried she was going to turn the car around, drive us back home to tell scott. i’d get holed up in my room while the pack went on a man and wolf hunt.

but, when i was finished, lydia just stared off at the road.

“well?” i pressed.

she glanced at me, again, “wow. i don’t…i don’t know what to say. i just…i’ve loved some bad people, y/n. one of them- died. the other moved to london, but…but they did change. i changed them, i’d like to think. they became good people. but, i think that’s because they were good people, in their core. they were just scared…i know you probably know theo better than i do, but…i don’t know. he killed his sister. if he were a real wolf, his eyes would be blue, y/n. he came to this town to kill your brother. to take our pack. and he nearly killed you. so many of our classmates’ lives ended because of theo. i just- he’s…”

as she spoke, images flashed through my mind.

two months ago, theo and i had drove three hours outside of town to go to the movie theater. as we walked inside, we saw a little girl sitting upon the curb. she was leaned over, sobbing into her hands. i didn’t know what to do. i was never really good with kids.

theo dropped my hand, ignoring the end of our conversation. he marched over to her, squatted down to speak to her. i couldn’t quite hear what he said, but she looked up at him with these huge, sad eyes. tears stained her face.

theo stood. he offered her his hand. she took it gladly.

he talked to her, quietly, as they walked inside. i followed closely. we stood with the movie theater attendants while they found the girl’s mom.

later, theo showed me a photo of his sister that he kept tucked within a book in his bedroom. it was the only thing he had left of her. that, and the awful memory of what he’d done to her.

she looked to be the age of that little girl, the one who squeezed theo like an old friend before running off to her mommy. she kissed his cheek. she thanked him.

“every night, i have nightmares about…”

i remember holding him through these terrifying dreams…

“about what i did to her. i regret it- i regret it, y/n. if i could give my life to get her back i- i would do it in a heartbeat. i…i’m so sorry of who i am. of where i’ve been and what i’ve done. i’m sorry. i’m so fucking sorry. i wish..i wish we could start over. i wish i could meet you in another lifetime, one where none of this ever happened.”

i held his face in my hands, gently, “theo…it’s okay. we all…we’ve all done things that we wish we could take back. we can only deal with the consequences, and make the best of it. i love you- i love you so much. i forgive you.”

remember when we couldn’t take the heat? i walked out. i said, ‘i’m setting you free.’ but the monsters turned out to be just trees. when the sun came up- you were looking at me.

“theo is…”

lydia didn’t quite finish her sentence, but my i did with my own sad realizations. “scared. he’s scared. he’s…he’s been fighting his whole life. he was just a…just a boy when the dread doctors found him. they manipulated him and- and, god. i-i was helping him and then…god, i’m so mean. i let your guys’ threats against theo ruin my own beliefs. and i let it ruin us…lydia- i-“

“i’m sorry,” she said. it was sincere. “i didn’t…i didn’t know. i’m so sorry, y/n. don’t blame yourself for how it ended. you…you had every right to say what you did. it was his choice as to how he reacted to it. and he pushed you away.“

“but, but- i could have stayed. i could have helped him. we could have worked it out- i need to go see him. lydia, please- take me home-“

lydia screamed.

my eardrums burst.

blood dripped down my jaw, staining the collar of my jean jacket. the tired squealed against the slick pavement. the car went over the side of the road, flying through an empty field, and crashing down on it’s head. broken glass scraped across my face. the seatbelt nearly choked me as our bodies twisted upside down with the car.

i was awake for a mere moments after the car stilled. the radio continued to play soft, haunting melodies. the rain pattered, splashing my face.

the only thing i could picture was theo’s face.

it was almost as if he was right there before me.

when i woke, i was in a hospital bed. i couldn’t quite open my eyes. my head was pounding and the florescent lighting stung my vision. the cuts in my skin thumped with my heartbeat. the iv in my arm felt thick, heavy, cold fluids running in my veins.

above the annoying beeping of the machines attached to my body were two voices. angry voices. arguing voices.

theo and scott.

“no, i don’t think you understand, theo! get out! i don’t want you anywhere near my sister! you- i don’t trust you! this probably happened because of you!”

my eyes shot open.

theo stepped back as scott yelled in his face. his tone was more calm than my brother’s, hands raised defensively, yet in a surrendering offer with his palms facing the ceiling. “scott, please, just-“

“no! get out! leave! before i make you!” scott’s hands were shaking with anger. he seethed, chest rising up and down wildly.

i tried to move, but my body paralyzed. words wouldn’t come, either, because a breathing mask was over my mouth.

“scott-!” theo tried, once more.

scott growled, eyes turning red, ears pointing up towards the moon in the window. he was completely transformed. i knew how dangerous that was. i knew how angry he was.

my eyes shot towards the doorway as mom quickly entered. she stopped before scott, placing her hands on his shoulders gently, “scott…honey, cmon, you’ve gotta breathe, okay? i’ve got a hospital full of patients and the last thing i need is to have the night janitor clean up after two werewolves.”

“then tell him to leave!” scott pointed a claw at theo.

mom looked towards the boy, brows furrowing in anger. she composed herself better. “theo…” mom spoke warily, “you need to leave. now.”

“no, you don’t understand! i didn’t do this! i-i brought her here! if i wanted to kill her, why would i bring her here!”

“to save your ass!” scott roared.

i examined theo’s face as it tilted towards the light. tears shone on his cheeks. mom pushed scott back an inch, “no, scott! hey, honey, cmon! he’s- he’s telling the truth. he brought her here- he didn’t try to kill her, scott!”

“then what did?”

“a deer,” mom spoke blankly. she pursed her lips. the confession was awkward, humanized compared to what we were all used to.

scott straightened his posture, transforming back into a human. his breathing evened out. “oh. i’m….”

theo sighed, ran a hand over his face. “look…i know you hate me. and you have every right to. but…i just…i’m not leaving. i’m staying.”

he took a step towards my bed. scott moved in front of him, blocking me. “stay away from her.”

“scott,” mom examined theo’s face as he met my eyes. he breathed out a sigh of relief and quickly grabbed my hand.

theo dropped to the chair beside my bed, clutching my fingers in his. he pressed his forehead to my touch, mumbling gratitude beneath his breath.

“i thought i lost you,” theo whispered.

mom and scott watched. mom crossed her arms over her chest, a wondrously pleased expression in her eyes. she glanced at scott. he gasped at our interaction.

i blinked away a tear. theo kissed the back of my hand. “i really thought i lost you. god- i’m…i’m never letting you leave me again. i’m sorry. i’m so fucking sorry for scaring you. i promise, i promise it’ll never happen again. i’m never gonna let go of you, i’m never gonna push you away again, okay? i love you.”

i nodded gently, unable to do much else. my fingers wriggled in his hands. he squeezed mine.

scott stepped forward, “theo…”

theo met scott’s eyes. he huffed, “please. please just five minutes. i’ll leave if you want me to, but…please, scott just give me five minutes, okay? you can chase me out of beacon hills, to the ends of the earth, but please let me have five minutes with my girl.”

scott went to say something else, but mom grabbed his bicep. “five minutes.”

she began leading then to the hall, scott following begrudgingly. she looked over her shoulder to tell theo, “five minutes and then we have a lot to talk about, okay? starting with you’re gonna start going to therapy and i have a 24 pack of condoms in my office.”

my face turned beat red.

theo laughed, a relieved, gentle sound i had missed for far too long. he met my eyes again.

“i love you.”

you were looking at me. i remember. are we out of the woods yet? are we in the clear yet? good.

[purplemoon-28]

Damn Akon, didn't know you were that big of a fan. I'm sorry, I wasn't familiar with your game.

[fandomnsfw]

God His Thighs - Theo Raeken x Reader

Pairing: Theo x Reader

Prompt: Theo Raekens abs!

Warning: FLUFF SO MUCH FUCKING FLUFF!!

ENJOY!!

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“Why is he here?” You snarled angrily as you looked Theo up and down with distaste.

Scott sighed as Stiles nod in agreement. Liam however seemed less judgemental than usual, which you internally pouted about. Alec the newest member of the pack looked between you and Theo with curious eyes.

“We talked about this Y/N. You know Theo’s changed and I’ve decided to let him ease into the pack so we don’t cause a rift. I don’t trust him yet but I’m getting there.” Scott huffed as he looked between you and Theo. He turned to Derek with a pleading expression which he took as a green light and began talking.

“Peter was just as bad as Theo and you accepted him.” Derek added softly, shooting you a pantie melting smile before awaiting your response.

“Peter is Malia’s dad and plus…He’s nice to stare at.” You smirked as Peter shot you a grin.

“Don’t boost his ego more than it already is.” Derek mumbled, his face twisting into one of disgust and mental pain.

“An Theo’s not nice to look at?” Lydia snorted causing Stiles to shoot Theo a glare.

“Oh if you got rid of his personality and he was just a body and face I’d fuck him all over the room. However he’s a sociopath.” Jackson snorted at the words before looking over at Theo.

“Well I like him.” He said with a grin, earning an eye roll from his boyfriend.

“You would Jackson he’s got muscles that I’m pretty sure they are firmer and bigger than Derek Hales. Though I still think Derek’s more attractive I mean his pale green eyes and stubble do things to m-”

“Yes I think that’s enough of that.” Peter groaned his face pulling into an almost symmetrical face of disgust which you had now named a Hale thing.

You glanced at Theo but when you looked at him his eyes were cast down and he was fidgeting with his fingers. You frown and looked at Liam for a minute who subsequently shot you a dirty look that screamed ‘shut the fuck up’.

“What’s wrong with you?” You sighed dramatically.

“Theo saved my life more times than I can count, even when he said he wouldn’t. You should be nicer to him.” Liam snapped but Theo looked at you with wide eyes before casting them back to the coffee table.

“Fine I’ll give him a chance. Only because his thighs literally slay my world.” You muttered childishly, only to look up Theo trying not to smile. Which very much caught you off guard.

Scott finished the pack meeting, you all decided to watch a movie with the pack. Alec was chatting happily with Liam, whilst Stiles and Derek were debating on some things you didn’t really pay attention to. Lydia was sat happily cuddled up to Stiles talking to Malia who was animatedly talking about her date with Scott a few nights ago. Peter was sat watching Malia with a smile which brought a smile to your face. While Ethan and Jackson were laughing about something on their phones.

You and Scott shuffled around the kitchen grabbing snacks and drinks when he threw his arms around you. You shot him a grin as you stirred yours and Ethan’s cups of English tea.

“He’s not that bad once you get to know him.” Scott muttered glancing over at Theo who was sitting further away from the pack, his eyes cast down looking like he wanted to join the conversation but didn’t dare.

You honestly didn’t really hate Theo. You only acted like you did to mask the fact that you want him to fuck you all over every room in every house in Beacon Hill’s. You looked up at Scott and to tell him why you really hated him but decided that since Theo would hear that actions were better.

“I don’t hate him for the reason’s you think.” You mumbled softly which he raise an eyebrow at.

You turned to Theo who still had his head down and made grabby hand in his general direction. Scott burst out laugh understanding what you meant, though he looked a little disgusted probably because you were like his best female friend, since you showed up with Ethan and Jackson a few months ago.

“I hate myself more than I hate him.” You groaned dramatically earning another chuckle from Scott.

“Okay well instead of fighting it why not try embracing it. If anyone can keep him in his place it’s you ‘sweetheart’.” His English accent sucked but he liked to mock you occasionally which you only saw as affection.

“Okay ‘Lindo’.” You muttered sarcastically but Scott only looked more confused. He may be classed as half Spanish but he literally knew no words of Spanish.

“Derek what did she just say to me I feel like it was an insult!?” Scott yelled from the kitchen causing everyone to look up.

“I didn’t hear.” Derek mumbled with a frown.

“Lindo? I think?” Scott mumbled his face now resembling that of a confused puppy.

“She called you a pretty boy.” Derek snorted but high-fived you as you walked past him.

“Aww that’s so nice.” Scott preened clearly not getting that you were mocking him.

“Idiot.” Stiles and Alec said in unison which made you look at them both. You tried to bite back the words wanting to escape you but when Alec and Stiles shot each other a skeptical glare you snapped.

“Okay am I the only one who thinks Alec looks like a love child produced by Scott and Stiles!?” You exclaimed and everyone looked at you with wide eyes.

“Oh thank god! I thought I was the only one!” Lydia sighed as if she was thoroughly relieved with this new information.

“No I think we all thought it.” Peter snorted as he glanced at Stiles and Scott who were still frozen in place.

After a minute they were both on Alec like he’d won the lottery. They stared at him, then at each other. This kept going for a good while which Alec clearly wasn’t happy about, as he was trying to watch the movie that just began playing.

You sat down in the only available space, which unfortunately was next to Theo. You placed the popcorn on your lap unfortunately you kept spilling it because the couch was full and you may be a wolf but you still weren’t as strong as other wolves meaning you couldn’t steady yourself as well as others. So when Alec and Liam began play fighting you got shoved about.

Theo noticed and without a word he stood up, which made you frown thinking he was moving elsewhere but suddenly you were picked up like a doll and moved over to where he was sat seconds ago. He sat back down where you were and put his arms round the back of the couch behind you.

You looked at his arm about to speak up when you noticed his arms muscles were clenched as if he was trying to stay still. That’s when you noticed he was making sure you didn’t get shoved about or touched by him or the other boys as Liam was evidently shoving against Theo. You smiled to yourself before that quickly came to a stop when Theo couldn’t hold off any longer.

He was suddenly touching you, well more like you were pressed against his side which cause a blush to form on your face. He looked down and frowned in an apologetic way before he stood up and grabbed both Alec and Liam by their collars.

“Right if you two wanna play fight that badly go over here! You could have hurt Y/N! She’s still new to this whole werewolf thing!” Theo scolded and suddenly the movie was paused and Scott was checking on you.

“I’m fine Scott. Theo moved me before I got hurt.” You muttered with a blush which he smiled at.

“Thanks Theo. I didn’t even register because those two do it all the time.” Scott sighed as he grabbed both boys’ necks and dragged them off upstairs silently.

Theo sat back down this time further away so you wouldn’t have to touch him. You grinned and decided you may as well start bonding now. You threw your legs over his lap and looked toward the TV which was now playing again. You could see Theo in the corner of your eyes, looking at you with wide eyes before he started smiling and turned to the movie as well.

After 5 minutes Scott and the boys came downstairs, with Scott looking satisfied and Liam and Alec looking like scolded little kids. Liam moved your legs and went to sit next to Theo but you growled at him softly.

“If you move my legs off his comfy ass thighs I’ll end you.” Liam froze for a second before slowly putting your legs back.

They looked around the room for another seat when you let out a sigh and stood up. You placed Alec down first, laying him across the couch. You placed Liam between his legs so he was laid with his back against Alec’s chest and then you laid down between Liam’s legs then threw yours over Theo. He shot you a grin before placing his hands on your shins.

“This has to be the comfiest position ever.” Liam chuckled, earning a few looks from the pack who burst out laughing as they saw you all.

“It’s like fucking puppy pile…but more…organised.” Derek muttered in thought before he shot you a grin.

Everyone continued watching the film in silence before putting on another but eventually you fell asleep without a care. However when you came to you were shocked to feel your head being lifted onto something soft.

“Have you got another blanket?” You heard Theo’s voice asked quietly.

“She’s a werewolf.” You heard Derek’s voice snort.

“Yes but even I think it’s freezing in here.” Scott’s voiced added.

“Lydia and Stiles took the other blankets because there room is one of the coldest.” Derek sighed grumpily.

“Maybe you should just stay here so she can take in your body heat instead.” Scott giggled earning a huff from Theo you were unsure of whether it was from distaste or embarrassment.

“She’ll be angry if she finds me cuddling her tomorrow morning.” Theo grumbled the embarrassment clear in his voice. You decided now was a good time to sit up and rub your eyes. The boys stared at you as you shot them a pout.

“Where’d my leg pillow go?” The blanket fell off your shoulder causing you to shiver. Theo looked at you and raise his hand giving you a little wave so you knew where he was in to your current dazed stated.

“Hand.” You commanded as you held your right hand out.

“Is that a dog joke?” Scott snorted but you shot him a glare before turning to Theo who looked a little unsure.

“Fine don’t come cuddle maybe I’ll go stay in Peter’s bed with him.” You huffed playfully, however as soon as you tried to leave the living area Theo picked you up and put you back on the couch. You turned to Derek and Scott who were looking rather amused. Your room in the newly built Hale house was still being decorated so you honestly had nowhere else to sleep except with Derek or Peter.

“Goodnight Derek. Night Scott.” You said with empathises on the night so they knew you wanted them to leave.

They left with a chuckle, leaving Theo standing there awkwardly and you sitting on the couch with a grin. You grabbed his hand and pulling him down to the couch making him sit down. You shot his a smile before speaking.

“How would you like to do this?” You chuckled, your own words amusing you to no end.

“Ermm I don’t know…” Theo replied awkwardly as he scratched the back of his neck.

“Well you’ve obviously cuddled with someone before so what’s comfiest for you?” You giggled softly but as soon as you saw his cheeks darken under the moonlight your eyes widened. Instead of mentioning that he’d obviously never cuddled a woman before, you decided to take the initiative.

“How do you usually sleep?” You asked softly which made him look up at you.

“On my front.” He answered easily.

You instructed him to lay down before situating yourself on your front. He guessed what you wanted him to do and laid his chest over half your back, his arm slung over your shoulders you felt comfy but soon Theo started shuffling about which made sigh loudly.

“What is it?” You snapped, humour clearly evident in your voice as you turned your head to look at him.

“I usually sleep without a top on…” He murmured awkwardly which caused you to erupt into a fit of giggles which earned a few chuckles from him.

“Take your top off then situate yourself and I’ll lay wherever is comfortable for you.” You snorted before sitting up and nudging him off you.

He took his top off and waited as if he was thinking about something. He laid on his front and faced the outside of the couch before glancing at you.

“Dammit I thought I’d be able to sleep on your pecks.” You pouted playfully earning a snort from the man laying down. You climbed over him and laid down on your front, half on Theo half on the couch. Your unconsciously threw your leg over the back of his thighs before your arm was thrown over his back. You sighed happily and closed your eyes and before long you began to drift off.

“Why is Y/N sleep on the couch with a half-naked Theo?” You heard a voice whisper.

You tried to sit up but opened your eyes when you realized you couldn’t, you saw a rather large bicep and shoulder. You scanned around only to see you’d somehow laid on your back during the night and Theo had laid himself half on top of you.

You grinned and looked up to see a few pair of eyes. You glanced at Lydia who had an amused smirk on her face. You gave her a thumbs up and an eyebrow wiggle. You looked at Theo’s face that was right next to yours, close enough that it you wanted you could kiss him which, right about now didn’t sound like a bad idea but still you decided against it.

You scanned his face noticing how sexy he looked sleep. No not angelic. Sexy. His hair was slightly messy and his lips were slightly open but he had a slight frown on his face which added to the sexiness. Suddenly his eyes started opening and you smiled but continued staring.

“Why are you staring at me while I’m sleeping?” Theo grumbled, his eyes closing again.

“Cause your big ass biceps are trapping me and I had nothing else to do.” You dead panned causing a few people downstairs to laugh.

“I’d say sorry but it’s the morning and you’re already objectifying me so I think I can safely say I don’t need to.” Theo voice was husky with sleep which made you shiver but before he or anyone noticed you were manhandled and flipped over. You were now laid on Theo’s chest which you couldn’t exactly complain about like at all…ever.

“There. You’re free.” He chuckled but you looked up into his now open eyes and shot him a cheeky grin.

“Nope I honestly think I’m glued here.” Jackson and Ethan burst out laughing but you just sent them a thumbs up as you looked over to the couple.

“Well as entertaining as that is. I need coffee.” Theo snorted, as he ran his hand through his messy hair. You stared at him for a few minutes in silence, letting him silently know you had zero intention of moving. When he finally realized he rolled his eyes and moved your arms to his neck before he sat up.

“Still not gonna move?” He chuckled which you nodded in reply to.

He nodded back and grabbed the back of your thighs earning a squeak from you. However you still clung to him as he stood up and made his way to the kitchen. He let go of your thighs leaving you to cling to him like a koala bear, as he grabbed a cup.

“Theo put a shirt on.” Stiles complained his face most likely contorting in disgust.

“I would however it appear Y/N and I are stuck together.” Theo said seriously which you tried not to giggle at.

“Oh my god! Is it a witchy thing?! Did someone cast a spell on you two and now you’re like magically glued to one another!?” Stiles screamed in distressed.

Scott and Derek walked into the room and Scott burst out laughing as he moved to look at you over Theo’s shoulder where your head was resting. You gave him a satisfied grin which only made him laugh harder.

“No more like Y/N is clinging to Theo because she wants to lick his abs.” Lydia snorted as she poured herself a coffee.

“That is not totally untrue!” You exclaimed happily as Theo sat at the breakfast bar.

You sat back slightly so you could look at him, your legs swinging back and forth and the side of you and Theo. He placed a hand on your lower back to make sure you didn’t fall which made you smile.

Scott handed you a plate of waffles before sitting down next to you and Theo. Theo cut up the waffle for you and handed you the fork before going back to drinking his coffee. You stared at Scott in shocked but he just gave you shrug.

You ate a few pieces of waffle before shooting Scott an evil grin whose eyes narrowed in worry. You raised your free hand a pinched Theo’s nipple hard making him open his mouth say ‘ow’, but before he could you shoved a fork full of waffle in his mouth. After he finished chewing he frowned at you.

“I can’t tell if I should find what you just did sweet and endearing or extremely savage.” Theo sighed before holding his cup to your mouth letting you have a sip of his coffee.

“I can’t tell if that was sweet and endearing or just a way to shut me up.” You retorted childishly, after swallowing the coffee.

“Both.” Theo mocked, earning a laugh from Derek and Scott.

Eventually you decided to go to the bathroom to brush your teeth and shower. Much to your own dislike that meant letting go of Theo. You chuckled at the thought of your weekdays being like this from now on.

Obviously Theo wasn’t offered a room in the Hale house yet because people were still warming to the idea but eventually you knew they would. Until then you could always offer him a place in your room which will be finished by tomorrow.

You hopped out the shower and made your way to Lydia’s room where all your clothes were. Unfortunately luck was not on your side because you bumped into Theo who stared at you with wide eyes before looking away.

“Make me a cup of tea I’ll be down in a minute.” You snorted before making your way to Lydia’s room.You quickly got dressed in a pair of high waist Nike skinny joggers and a matching sports bra before drying your hair and tying it up.

 You made you way downstairs in thought, you had tried to find your matching cropped Nike hoodie but it wasn’t in Lydia’s room. You looked in the front room and asked everyone if they’d seen it but they all answered no which only made you pout.

“Theo have you seen my hoodie?” You asked as he passed you a freshly made cup of tea.

“The light grey Nike one?” He asked as he put the sugar, milk and tea bags away in their rightful places.

“Yeah.” You answered before taking a sip.

“Its on the coat hook, where you put it yesterday, after you got back from getting your nails done with Lydia babe.” He responded easily as he closed the fridge door. His domestic response however isn’t what made you start choking on your tea. It was the fact that he’d called you babe.

“Babe?” You coughed out as you tried to regain your composure.

“Did I say babe?” Theo asked with wide eyes, clearly not realizing he’d said it himself.

“Oh yeah you totally added babe on the end of that sentence.” You replied awkwardly before taking a sip of your tea.

“Sorry.” He muttered before grabbing himself a water bottle from the recently closed fridge.

“Its fine I don’t mind just shocked me.” You chuckled softly before sitting at the breakfast bar.

Theo nodded clearly still shocked by what he’d done but if you were being honest, you didn’t mind. In fact it felt nice to hear him say that, not that you’d tell him that. Theo lent against the counter looking rather deep in thought until he turned to you with a slight frown.

“We should go on a date.” There you were again choking on your tea.

“Am I going to get to drink my tea up am I going to choke it down instead?!” You snapped with fake anger, amusement and embarrassment seeping through the room.

Theo shot you a pantie dropping smirk before taking a sip of his water. He didn’t respond so you took it upon yourself to answer his rather unexpected question.

“Isn’t it a little pointless to go on a date?” You asked skeptically. Theo’s eyes went from amused to sad in seconds quickly coming to the conclusion that someone as perfect as you wouldn’t date a monster.

“We already know each other so I don’t see why we can’t just be together.” You muttered shocking not only Theo but yourself as well.

“Well…how about we at least have a movie date at home…I mean so we can hang out or something.” Theo replied, his cheeks dusted with a light pink.

You stood up and walked over to him with a smile. You stood on your tip toes pressing your lips against his in a very short chaste kiss, which felt oddly normal and domestic. You pulled away and took a sip of your tea before speaking.

“If you wanna go on a date ‘babe’ we can.” You retorted playfully before making your way out the kitchen into the living room. Leaving Theo thoroughly shocked and frozen in place.

You sat in the living room for a few minutes sipping your tea before you heard Theo’s water bottle drop on the kitchen floor. You grabbed Ethan’s hand and placed the cup of tea in it before you heard Theo scream.

“Y/N you can’t just kiss a person like you’ve done it your whole life then walk off!?” Theo shouted angrily his footsteps getting closer. You hopped off the couch and over Liam who was laying on the floor before turning to see Theo coming into the room.

“Now babe there is no need to make a big deal about it.” You scolded playfully as you jumped over Alec when Theo walked towards you. Everyone in the pack was staring with amusement as they watched to see how this would play out.

“Y/N when I get a hold of you I swear to god.” Theo huffed, a smile working its way to his face.

You squealed as he ran towards you hoping over the boys laying on the floor. You ran round the couch and used Scott who had just walked downstairs as a shield. Scott looked between you two then to Theo.

“What’d she do?” Scott asked with his arms crossed.

“She told me there no point in dating we may as well just go out then kissed me like she’d done it her whole life then left.” Scott raised an eyebrow at you then at Theo before grinning. Your eyes widened as you realized he was on Theo’s side. You tried to run however before you could, Scott grabbed the back of your sports bra and picked you up by your waist. He placed you in front of Theo with a grin.

“Here’s an early birthday present.” Scott joked before walking off.

Dear god…Your Alpha just totally fed you to the wolves…or wolf in this case.

[zaceouiswriting]

The new guy

Characters: Sean Walcott x male reader, Liam Dunbar x Ethan, and Aiden Steiner, mentioned Theo Raeken

Universe: Teen Wolf

Warnings: None

You leaned against your locker, not hearing a word Liam said to you. All your attention was on someone behind him. You could only see Liam gesticulating wildly out of the corner of your eye. Until he lightly hit your arm. It snapped you out of your daydream.

“What’s wrong with you?” Liam asked you, irate. The only thing you could remember was him complaining about his boyfriends treating him like a child. In your opinion, if he didn't want to be treated like a child, he shouldn't act like one. “Is it the new guy?” he suddenly asked you.

You gave him a dismissive look and averted your gaze, but your flushed cheeks told Liam enough. Even without it, he was never one to give in easily.

“His name is Theo. He is 173 cm tall. He has dark brown hair and sapphire blue eyes. He is bisexual and has dated a girl named Amanda and two guys, Josh and Eric.”

You stared at your friend in amazement as he casually listed everything there was to know about that stranger.

“Do you also know what underwear he wears?”

“Calvin Klein, black with white edges.”

As you move your head to look at the guy again, you can see that there is no way to see his underwear like that.

“How?"

Only a second after you asked that question, Liam looks up from his phone with a raised eyebrow. It answers all your questions. Although he can't sit still for long and has massive anger issues, Liam can also be obsessive. If he wants to know something, he will find out. Even if only so he can put it aside and switch between dozens of different activities again.

Before you can say anything else, he hands you his phone. There are dozens of pictures of the new guy: Shirtless, some even in just his underwear, and two where he is fully naked. You wanted to look away, but you couldn’t. His chiseled body, broad shoulders, thick pecs, and thighs captivate you.

"He's literally the hottest guy I've ever-"

“What are you two talking about?” a voice suddenly asked you from behind.

The voice startled you so much that you threw the phone. You didn't even have to turn around to know who was behind you.

Turning around, you wanted to lie, but when you saw the phone in your boyfriend's hand as he smiled dangerously at you, all that came out was a loud gulp.

Behind your boyfriend Sean were Ethan and Aiden, Liam's boyfriends. At first, Liam didn't see them. But when he realized what was going on, his face turned pale because he knew he was in deep shit. You could see him trying to escape, but his boyfriends were faster. When they caught him, they brought Liam to your side.

Liam and you stood on one side, while your boyfriend and his two stood on the other side looking at the pictures of the new guy on Liam's phone.

"So this is your new "history" obsession?" Ethan asked mockingly, looking down at Liam's phone in Sean's hands.

“Yes, but-“

"Liam," an annoyed voice similar to Ethan's said warningly. It was Aiden's voice, and he was clearly fed up. "Why? You already have the two of us." He pointed aggressively towards his brother and himself.

"Nobody knew anything about him, and he never wanted to tell anyone. I just couldn't. It was getting on my nerves," Liam confessed quietly.

Aiden's annoyed expression softened, obviously knowing how his boyfriend could take it. Even his brother mockingly nudged him for being too soft, but Aiden didn't go down to his brother's level, at least not where everyone could see them.

Just as relief washed over you, a strange feeling came with it. When you looked around, you saw your boyfriend glaring at you. Without a word that needed to be said, you knew it was your moment to be questioned.

“So you think he’s hotter than me?” Sean asked you, clearly unhappy with the words you’d used.

After taking a deep breath, you closed your eyes briefly and composed yourself. When you opened them again, your resolve was strong again. “We both know you're hot, a nine and a half out of ten, but this new guy? He is a ten out of ten, literally, the perfect picture of the American boy.”

Sean just shook his head, smiling softly. He knows your likes and dislikes in bed and normal life. When he saw the guy's pictures, especially the naked ones, he knew he was more your type than him.

“His last name is Raeken,” he said, his voice monotone. “He moved here with his parents after his sister died a month ago. He doesn't want to make friends here because he is still plagued by grief. He’s on our lacrosse and football teams while maintaining good grades.”

You were freaked out because he knew more about him than even Liam, and he's a master stalker. Sean was easily approachable because of his boyish face and charm. Theo probably spoke to him on the first day. Your boyfriend has this aura of peace and wisdom around him, perhaps because he's been through a lot. After all, he narrowly escaped death the night a burglar silently killed his entire family. That's why it didn't even surprise you that someone with Theo's past told Sean and no one else. After all, to you, he was the perfect boyfriend, a gentleman.

“If you’d like, I could ask him to meet with us.”

“What?“

“Theo has already shown interest in you. He asked me about you after training last week. When I told him you are with me, he looked sad and apologized profusely. He wanted to ask you out.”

For a moment, you thought you were in a dream. You looked between all of your friends and then at Theo, who tried to look at you discreetly, but after your eyes met for a second, he quickly averted his nervous gaze.

“No,” you said unconvincingly, “I am with you and would never give into desire.”

With a strange smile you've never seen on your boyfriend's face, Sean comes up to you and pulls you into a warm hug.

“It’s okay,” he told you ominously. He gently intertwined his hand with yours, leading you away from your friends. But somehow, you had a strange feeling that something was about to happen that could destroy something you hold dear.

[Masterlist]

[heliads]

Hey hun, just wondering if I could get a Theo Raeken x Hale!reader basically he's an overprotective brother ❤️❤️❤️

derek would be an overprotective brother let's be real (i'm assuming that's what you meant? tbh i was a little confused about who was the brother but this is the result)

masterlist

Sneaking out of one’s house in the dead of night is already a difficult task. Factor in the fact that the adults in the building all have supernatural hearing, and getting caught seems impossible to avoid. The only factor in your favor is the fact that you absolutely refuse to give up. Derek Hale can do whatever he wants to try and rein you in, but there’s nothing he can do to stop you. Nothing at all.

Honestly, he should have seen this coming. It’s not like any of the Hales are known for their natural rule-abiding tendencies. When Derek was your age, he was crushing on girls and giving them the bite. He should just be happy that you’re not trying to turn anyone and let you do what you please.

That’s what you argue, at least. Derek sees things very differently. You know he’s just terrified to lose another family member after the fire burned your home to the ground, but times are changing. You know how to defend yourself, and you certainly won’t be going down without a fight, if you’ll ever go down at all.

Besides, you’re not looking to get into fights. Not tonight. In fact, you’re doing the exact opposite. You’re slipping out of your room not to seek out danger, nor track down hunters in the hopes of starting a fight. No, you’re practicing all this secrecy because you want to see your boyfriend, a certain Theo Raeken.

You didn’t count on Theo stealing your heart when he first arrived at Beacon Hills. True, his first few months were a little rocky, something about him trying to betray the McCall pack in the name of the Dread Doctors, but he’s come around since then. You didn’t even start thinking about him romantically until a few months after that, once you were sure that he wouldn’t try something bad like that again.

If you ask Theo, though, he’ll tell a story that’s a little different from yours. He once confessed that he started liking you from his very first day, which made it easier to switch sides once he was let out of Hell. Sometimes you wonder if he saw visions of you when he was trapped down there. You don’t think he’ll tell you for quite some time, though. Theo doesn’t like thinking about his time in Hell at all.

Neither do you. That’s why the two of you prefer to let the past stay in the past, and focus only on the future and what it holds. Theo isn’t an enemy to you, not anymore. Not to any of your friends.

That’s not what Derek seems to believe, however. No, Derek is convinced that Theo is nothing but bad news, fit only for betrayal and heartbreak. Every time he happens to see you and Theo together, you can hear his blood pressure skyrocketing and you know you’re in for a lecture once you get home. Despite the fact that Derek made plenty of worse choices in his life, such as dating a darach, you being with Theo is the worst thing your older brother has ever seen.

It doesn’t make a whole lot of sense to you, but you’re not too hung up on it to let Derek’s lack of approval stop you. You don’t need your brother, you just need Theo. So, you take care to be extra quiet when you’re lifting the sash of the window and climbing down the fire escape into the cold night. Theo’s truck is idling two blocks over, just in case. He gets out to greet you like he always does.

Despite the fact that sneaking out of the Hale residence gets harder by the hour, and Derek’s wrath is strengthening by the day, it’s all worth it. All of it. The moment Theo’s arms are around you, you think you could take on the world. Maybe you’ll have to, it doesn’t really matter. You’ve got your boyfriend, he’s got you, and you’ve never been better.

Theo presses a kiss to your cheek before opening the passenger side door of his truck. “What do you say we get out of here?”

You laugh. “Sounds great to me.”

Theo smiles too, climbing back into the driver’s side and taking off into the night. You watch the streetlights speed past you, smears of off-white and buzzing gold against the dark air. Theo navigates his way out of the endless maze of suburbs and cul-de-sacs before you’re out in uncharted territory.

You and Theo have christened a spot on the outside of Beacon Hills as yours and yours alone. The Beacon Hills Preserve is in sight, but not all that close. Too many bad supernatural encounters in those woods have somewhat lessened your favor of them. Instead, Theo parks his car on the edge of a field, letting the tall grass and wildflowers brush against his cars. The sky is wide, open as far as the eye can see. It is absolutely perfect.

Theo grabs a blanket from the backseat and spreads it across the bed of his truck. He climbs in first, then holds out a hand to help you in. You lie down on your back so you can watch the stars, leaning against Theo. His hand traces gentle patterns on your arm, soft and soothing. The night is cool, making you curl closer against him. Overhead, the constellations wink and blink, promising stories that only you could ever dare to read.

You blink once and dawn is upon you. The sun is already climbing well into the sky, coloring clouds into rose and flaxen yellow. At first, you’re content to just lie there and marvel at how easy it was to fall asleep until it occurs to you that you weren’t supposed to do that at all.

One glance at the screen of your phone has you swearing under your breath. Theo is asleep by your side, and you frantically shake him awake. He’s slow to come to consciousness at first, but he’s active in seconds when you tell him what time it is. Both of you overslept by a lot, and you overshot the time you were supposed to make it back to your house by a couple of hours. Derek shouldn’t be up, not yet, but you wouldn’t put it past him to check your room. You’ve been known to sneak out in the past, and after the lecture you got last time, you really, really don’t want to be caught again.

Theo’s rushing the whole way back, relying on his supernatural senses to stay out of an accident. That, and the fact that no one is on the road at this hour of the morning. You imagine what a picture the two of you must make– most people just starting to wake up, the earliest risers starting their cars in their garages, while you and Theo are booking it down the road out of fear that your brother would figure out what you’ve done.

Theo brings his truck to a stop close to your house. He peppers apologies in between kisses, then urges you to hurry before it’s too late. You wave goodbye, then take the steps of the fire escape two at a time in your haste to get back inside. You raise your window and climb inside. You hear no sound anywhere else in the apartment, and you have just enough time to thank your lucky stars that you managed to get away with this when the lights flick on, revealing Derek waiting in the shadows.

It takes everything in you to bite back a startled scream. “Jeez, Derek, try not to give me a heart attack, will you?” You clutch a hand to your chest, trying to stop the accursed organ from jumping out of your chest.

Derek doesn’t look remotely sympathetic to your situation. “Why, so you can see that Raeken boy again? I know where you were.”

You wince. “You do.”

“I do,” Derek confirms, “and you’re lucky today’s a school day, or I’d be yelling at you here and now. As it is, you have to get ready or you’re going to miss the bus. Do that and I’ll be even more mad than I am now.”

“I didn’t know it was possible for you to be more mad,” you joke weakly.

“It’s not,” Derek says with a glare, and storms out into the hall.

You collapse to your bed, one hand rising to your head. You really hadn’t wanted Derek to find out, but of course he’d known all along. Derek’s a survivor, he has been all this time. That means he has the instincts of someone searching for all the clues you’re trying to keep hidden. You have the school day as a buffer, but after that, you’re totally done for.

Sure enough, Derek is waiting for you, arms folded across his chest, the moment you close the door behind you in the afternoon. Not only that, but Peter Hale is lounging on the couch, languidly flipping through the day’s newspaper.

You arch a brow at your uncle. “You brought Peter into this?”

Derek groans. “He’s a figure of authority. I thought you’d respect him if you can’t respect me.”

You grin. “Are you sure that was a good idea?”

Across the room, Peter chuckles. “Of course it was. There’s nothing Derek likes more than someone who gives him even more gray hairs than you.”

You and Derek turn to shout at the same time. “Shut up!”

Peter holds up his hands in mock surrender, still laughing under his breath.

Derek looks back at you, brow furrowed. “We’re not talking about Peter, we’re talking about you. You snuck out of this apartment for the fifth time this month. I’ve told you to stay away from Theo, but you were with him. Want to explain yourself?”

“We’re dating,” you say as casually as you can.

Derek pinches the bridge of his nose. “Why? The guy tried to kill Scott and he’s probably angling to kill you. I’m not telling you all this just because I like hearing the sound of my own voice, you know. I’m trying to keep you alive.”

You scoff. “Yeah, because you’ve got a great history with your girlfriends. Weren’t you dating Kate Argent? You know, the one who burned our house down?”

Peter takes this as his sign to add his two cents. “She’s not wrong, you know.”

Derek repeats his sentiment for Peter to shut up at the same time as you encourage your uncle to keep talking. This earns you a swat to the shoulder, and your older brother picks up his lecture again.

“I’m not the one who’s being reprimanded, Y/N, that would be you. I’m serious, you have to stay away from Theo. He’s no good for you.”

“How would you know?” You counter, “all you ever do is try to be as overprotective as you can. I mean, have you ever considered the possibility that I know what I’m doing?”

Derek exhales slowly. “I know you’re capable, but you never know. I’m just trying to keep you safe, is that really so bad?”

You give him a steady look. “When you’re being this overinvolved in my life, yes it is.”

Derek opens his mouth to argue with that, but he’s interrupted by a knock at the door. He tilts his head to the side for a second, listening for heartbeats, then mutters something under his breath about Scott McCall always needing something at the worst possible time.

You interpret that as your chance to escape, so you do so with great excitement. Derek shouts that this isn’t over as you go, but you’re fairly sure it is. 

As you hurry past, Peter calls after you. “The back door is still unlocked, by the way. Derek will be busy for the next half hour or so.”

You grin. “Have I ever mentioned that you’re my favorite Hale?”

“Be sure to bring that up the next time I kill someone,” Peter grumbles, “I could use someone on my side for once.”

It’s hard to control your laugh as you head towards the back exit of the apartment. You text Theo on your way out, and soon enough you’re in his truck once again, speeding away from Derek and his suffocating tendencies as quickly as you can.

Theo shoots you a nervous look as he eases to a stop at a red light. “You’re sure everything is alright? I mean, Derek’s wrath is legendary.”

You shake your head. “We’ll be fine. Derek will stomp around for another day or so, but he doesn’t have it in him to hold grudges for long.”

Theo smiles. “As long as you’re sure about it. I don’t want to get in between you and your brother.”

“You won’t,” you assure him, “we’ve had bigger fights over much less, trust me.”

Theo assures you that he does, and you let the road disappear behind you along with your troubles. As you drive, though, your uneasiness doesn’t dissipate as quickly as usual. 

A few minutes later, you think something is wrong. Glancing back, you whisper something to Theo. “Is it just me, or has that car been following us for a while?”

Theo checks his rearview mirror, then curses. “No, you’re right. That’s a hunter, I recognize the license plate. Hold tight, I’ll try to lose him.”

Theo takes a few sporadic turns, but even his best attempts can’t shake the guy. What’s more, cars appear out of the surrounding streets, slowly but surely forcing Theo to head towards the Preserve and out of sight of any passersby. The hunters stop near the mouth of the woods, and Theo has to park as well lest he risk getting in a crash.

The two of you watch the hunters emerge from their cars, weapons in hand. “Stay in the truck,” Theo tells you, “I’ll take care of this.”

“Not a chance,” you argue, “there are too many of them, we’re doing this together.”

Theo looks like he wants to argue, but you’re already reaching for the door and stepping outside. The hunters issue out the usual threats about wanting to run all supernaturals out of town and whatnot. Thankfully, they aren’t a patient bunch, and so you’re able to skip to the fight before too long.

This isn’t your first bad encounter with the hunters of Beacon Hills, nor will it be the last. You extend your claws, letting your eyes glow. Supernatural strength courses over you and you charge. Despite the fact that the two of you are crazily outnumbered, you and Theo have one thing that the hunters don’t:  an absolute unwillingness to lose.

That’s what you think about when enemy blood is shed, when you snap knives and break guns and refuse to let your fear get the best of you. That’s what you think about when the number of hunters starts to dwindle, when they choose to run into the woods or drive away rather than join their friends in agony on the ground.

That’s why you win, you think. At last, you straighten up and look at Theo. Both of you are alive, and the remaining hunters are fleeing as quickly as they can. You start to smile, but before you can say too much, another voice encapsulates your thoughts.

“That way went better than I expected.”

You whip around to see Derek emerging from his car a few paces away, blinking in surprise. He gestures between the hunters on the ground and you and Theo. “You know, I came all this way to save your asses, but it looks like you’ve already done that.”

“Maybe it’s because I can trust Theo to keep me alive.” You say pointedly.

Derek stares at you a second longer, then sighs and gives in. “Fine, fine. The two of you can keep on seeing each other. Just don’t make that sneaking out stuff a habit.”

You wait until Derek gets back in his car and drives away before daring to look at Theo. Silently, he raises his arms in victory, making you laugh. Maybe Derek isn’t completely beyond reasoning. And maybe, just maybe, you can have both your boyfriend and your brother on your side. Impossibilities were made to be disproven.

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Nothing To Chance

Pairing: Jordan Parrish x Reader

Word Count: 2.6k

Warnings: none really just Teen Wolf nonsense lol

Genre: fluff

Summary: Who knew visiting your cousin in Beacon Hills would open you up to a whole world of supernatural chaos

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"You know, I'm surprised this old bucket of bolts still works. When your dad told me you drove it to school every morning I almost couldn't believe him- but here it is." You hum. Stiles stops in his tracks, and for a moment Scott does too.

"Y/n?!" Stiles gapes at you.

"Yeah, you gonna just stand there catching flies in your mouth or give your cousin a hug?" You ask. Before Stiles can get to you though, Scott takes off into a full run towards you, lifting you into his arms and spinning in two full circles before putting you down again.

"What the hell just happened? Who are you?" You narrow your eyes at Scott suspiciously.

"Come on- it's me Scott." He chuckles.

"You're saying that and you have his face but the Scott McCall I know wouldn't have been able to pick me up like I weigh nothing and spin me around so what'd you do with him?" You place your hands on your hips. Stiles finally runs at you, nearly tackling you with the force of his hug.

"Dude you have no idea what kind of things we've seen. You're literally not going to believe me when I start telling you all the stuff that's happened in the last couple years, it's nuts." Stiles tells you.

"What'd you do? Start going to parties?" You ask.

"No. Well actually, we have been to a couple but no. Parties are the least of our worries man we're fighting evil, Scott's a werewolf-" Your hand comes up to stop Stiles from continuing his rant.

"What!?" You blink at him.

"Scott's a werewolf. That's why he could pick you up so easily." Stiles says entirely too casually for your liking.

"I would've settled for he's been in the gym lately. Werewolf?! That's what we're going with?"

"I told you you wouldn't believe the stuff we've seen." Stiles shrugs.

"I need some explanations." You frown.

"It all started when Stiles did what Stiles does best." Scott says.

"Stick his nose in something he has no business getting involved in?" You ask.

"Correct." Scott nods.

"Hey it was very important." Stiles protests.

"For the cops maybe!" Scott scoffs.

"The cops? What the hell did you two get into?" You blink at them.

"Well we were in the woods investigating... something and my dad caught me." Stiles says.

"But not Scott?"

"I took off. But trying to avoid Stilinski got me in a bit of a- situation. Something bit me." Scott says.

"Something?" You frown.

"Technically someone. Peter Hale." Scott says.

"Peter Hale?! I thought the Hales died in a fire." You frown.

"All but 2. Derek and Peter." Stiles says.

"Derek Hale is still alive?" You gasp.

"Yes, he disappeared after the fire but he came back a couple of years ago." He nods.

"And his uncle turned me into a werewolf. It started with small changes, better hearing, I didn't need my inhaler, I could- do flips and run fast and my reflexes were suddenly so much better. Derek tried to help, kind of. Peter wanted to use me for revenge. And now we're here." Scott shrugs.

"And now we're here." You hum. "I can't believe the Hales are werewolves. So what's this about evil you've been fighting?" You ask.

"The list is long and getting longer. Actually, you know what maybe you can weigh in on something for us." Stiles says.

"Stiles-" Scott warns.

"Sure, what is it?" You ask.

"There's a new guy in town, Theo Raeken." Stiles says.

"Theo Raeken- that name sounds so familiar." You frown.

"He lived here when we were younger, and we were all friends but after his sister died he and his parents moved outta town. So he's new but not new. You've met him for sure on one of your visits. So technically he's not new he just moved back." Scott tells you.

"Okay and is that a good thing or a bad thing?" You ask.

"Good." Scott says at the same time Stiles says,

"Bad."

"Don't start Stiles." Scott rolls his eyes.

"No no you think I'm a paranoid skeptic right? Well, Y/n has no preconceived notions here, she doesn't even remember him so she can be our neutral third party." Stiles says.

"I can see you two are on the same page about this that's great. Alright, Stiles what's your problem with this kid?" You ask.

"Some necessary background first, Scott's an alpha."

"Okay- I've read enough books to know what that means. That's like a pack leader. Yes?" You ask.

"Yes. Usually, you have to kill someone to become an alpha." Stiles nods.

"Scott did you-?"

"No!" Scott says.

"Scott's very anti-killing anyone ever. Even if they deserve it." Stiles shrugs.

"Stiles!"

"What?! I support your endeavors."

"So how did Scott become an alpha?" You ask.

"Apparently some people can become alphas by sheer force of will and that's what Scott did. He needed to protect the people so he made it happen. It means he's what they call a True Alpha." Stiles says.

"Okay?" You nod.

"See Theo says he came back because word's getting around that Scott's an alpha and he just had to come back to become part of Scott's pack but there's something about him that doesn't sit right with me. He doesn't seem like the same person we knew." Stiles says.

"Okay, so Theo's a werewolf?" You clarify.

"Yes." He nods.

"Okay great and I know we've established Scott was bitten right? Was Theo? Or are his parents also werewolves? Is that even possible? Can lycanthropy be genetic?"

"It is possible for it to be genetic, yes, the Hales are genetic werewolves, but Theo was bitten, so his parents are not werewolves to our knowledge." Scott says.

"And Theo's your age?"

"Correct." Stiles nods.

"So there's one detail I'm struggling with here." You say.

"What is it?" Scott asks.

"How did Theo get his parents to move him back to Beacon Hills?"

"What-" Stiles frowns.

"Theo's a kid. Parents only move for like 3 reasons, work, the wellbeing of their child, or extenuating family circumstances. I doubt he went up to his parents and said 'hey mom, hey dad, I'm a werewolf and there's a new alpha in our old home town so we have to move back there because I have to be where he is' so why did his parents move back to Beacon Hills? Because the story you're telling me makes it seem like it was his decision and that's not how that would work unless he's emancipated and came here alone." You say.

"Do I tell you have much I love you?" Stiles asks.

"Not since you were 12." You scoff.

"I will say it more often."

"You do not have to." You shake your head.

"Oh I do. Because you are a genius. Do you see what I mean Scott?! She's right, that's weird."

"I mean, maybe, but we don't know the circumstances. It might not be as suspicious as it sounds." Scott says.

"But it's weird! It sounds suspicious! He's weird!" Stiles says.

"Okay wait has he done anything worth being- hostile towards him?" You ask.

"Well I think-"

"No, Stiles it's a yes or no question has he done anything?" You ask.

"Not yet." He frowns.

"Well unfortunately a few discrepancies aren't enough to label him a supervillain, but someone should get to the bottom of the moving situation because those are some gaping holes."

"See?" Stiles huffs at Scott.

"If he's a bad guy he will eventually show his hand, just be ready for if it happens. And Scott, I know Stiles is- eccentric but you two have been friends for a long time. He's strange but his intuition is hardly ever wrong about these things so don't dismiss." You say.

"Thank you. I think?" Stiles says.

"Look we have bigger issues than Theo right now anyway." Scott sighs.

"What does that mean?" You frown.

"Chimeras." He tells you.

"I think I need a bit more information. Because I know what the word means, but to my knowledge chimeras are cats or dogs that have a mixed phenotype. Like a cat with the fur of a calico and an orange tabby." You say.

"Same concept- kind of. Someone's been making supernatural hybrids. Mixing the DNA of different ones and turning teenagers into mutants." Scott explains.

"Turning teenagers into mutants?" You blink.

"Yeah- we're not sure why but we know that's what they're doing." Stiles nods.

"And this is just the kind of shit that just goes on in this town?" You frown.

"Sometimes." Stiles shrugs.

"More often than not." Scott adds.

"Why did Beacon Hills get interesting after I stopped visiting every year?" You scoff. Your mom and stepdad used to insist on spending as much time with family as possible, especially after your stepdad's sister, Stiles' mom, died, so summers were spent here in Beacon Hills and winters were spent with your mom's family usually but it got harder to keep up with when you got to high school and started other things so you haven't been back here for a while.

"Well, you're back now! And right in the middle of some chaos." Stiles says.

"Are you staying with Stiles and Sheriff Stilinski while you're here?" Scott asks.

"I always do." You shrug.

You spend the afternoon with Scott and Stiles, learning so much about the way they navigate the discord that seems to now be stereotypical for Beacon Hills. The next couple of weeks are honestly wilder than you could've expected, even with Stiles and Scott's occasional storytimes about the last few years.

"Okay, so we have to go to Eichen. You wanna come with?" Stiles asks and you wish this wasn't a phone call so he could see just how confused you are.

"Eichen as in the psychiatric hospital with questionable at best practices?" You ask.

"Yeaaahhh we'd avoid it if we could but- some shit's going down and honestly we could use your help."

"What do you mean by 'some shit's going down'? I mean- sure I'll help but I need more details."

"Lydia's trapped at Eichen house and we need to rescue her."

"I'm guessing you have a plan?" You ask.

"We- do. Get ready I'll be at the house in like 5 minutes."

"Okay?" You frown. Stiles hangs up before you can ask another question so you throw on a jacket and your sneakers just before Stiles honks outside. The explanation of their plan is very much insane and as you walk through the halls of Eichen with Stiles and the infamous Theo, who he can't stand, all you can think about is how absolutely unbelievable this all is. Even when Theo kicks down a huge ass door and Stiles rushes towards Lydia. You watch him fuss over her as they have a hushed conversation that you pointedly try not to eavesdrop on. Until of course, because nothing normal happens in this town, a shirtless man covered in soot? Or ash? Or dirt? It's hard to tell in these tunnels, but he rounds the corner with glowing orange eyes and beelines it to Lydia and Stiles.

"Stiles!" You shout but the dust-covered man shoves him away too quickly and wraps himself around Lydia, erupting into flames as she screams into his chest. "Woah- why is that man on fire!?" You stumble back as the man picks Lydia up and carries her out of the room.

"Don't worry, he's on our side." Stiles says as he dusts himself off and follows the man.

"That's great to know but that doesn't explain why he's emitting flames."

"He's a hellhound."

"I hate that you said that like that's normal. A hellhound?!"

"You know- at a later date, I'll just give you an appendix of every single creature we know of- allies and enemies because I realize waiting for things to come up organically makes for a lot of this." Stiles says.

"I can't believe y'all just know people that can spontaneously combust and that's all cool and chill." You say.

"It's actually quite the opposite of cool and chill." Theo snorts.

"Oh shut up." You roll your eyes.

The next few days are spent memorizing Stiles' appendix while trying to catch up on everything going on and help stop the most current evil which- you'll admit would be way easier if you weren't so far behind on the information but currently, the goal is read up on these awful things called dread doctors.

Today you've decided to do one totally normal easy thing. You'll take your uncle, the sheriff, lunch at his job. When you arrive at the sheriff's station you head straight to your uncle's office.

"Y/n? What are you doing here?" He frowns when you knock on the doorframe as you walk in.

"I brought you lunch. I wanted something normal to do." You say sitting down across from him as you set the lunchbox on his desk.

"Ah, adjusting well to the chaos of Beacon Hills?" He chuckles.

"You know I just don't get how you don't completely lose your mind knowing what Stiles gets up to. I know my mom would flip if she found out and I'm 21." You shake your head.

"Oh trust me I do but unfortunately Stiles and his friends have stopped a lot of devastation in this town- it would be foolish to pretend otherwise." He shrugs.

"Hey Sheriff, quick question about the- oh sorry, am I interrupting?" You turn your head at the sound of someone speaking behind you. It takes a moment to click but you gasp when you recognize who it is.

"You're the hellhound." You say.

"Excuse me?" The man blinks at you.

"We met at Eichen. Well that's not correct we didn't meet but I saw you at Eichen. You saved Lydia's life. You look very different dressed and not covered in soot, hellhound." You say.

"Jordan." He says, though your words seem to have caught him by surprise, his cheeks are starting to redden.

"Huh?"

"You called me hellhound. Which is- fine technically but my name is Jordan. Jordan Parrish."

"Oh. Well then it's nice to actually meet you, Jordan Parrish." You say smiling at him.

"Wait what were you doing at Eichen?"

"I'm Stiles's older cousin. I'm staying with the Stilinski's for a while and I guess that means being in the middle of all things Beacon Hills chaos." You shrug.

"In that case, I hope to see more of you."

"Ditto." You smile.

"Parrish. What did you need?" Your uncle goes full sheriff mode on his deputy.

"Uh- it can wait. You should- enjoy your lunch?" Jordan frowns in confusion at the lunchbox on the table.

"Get back to work deputy." John rolls his eyes. Jordan walks backwards out of the room, crashing into something on his way and making you giggle. "You stay away from my deputies y/n." Your uncle warns.

"Oh, but that one's so cute. Come on uncle John." You pout.

"No no no no no, even if he wasn't my employee you cannot date a hellhound you and I both know your mom would kill us all if I let you."

"Mom doesn't have to know he's a hellhound."

"Are you suggesting I lie to your mother?"

"Nooo I'm suggesting you turn a blind eye if I lie to her. Plus I'm an adult there's no guarantee she'll even meet him. What if it doesn't get that far?"

"You've already set your sights haven't you." He sighs.

"I mean kind of yeah. He's so cute! And you should've seen him rescue Lydia, uncle John it was- so cool!"

"Just- be careful. Jordan's a good employee and seems like a decent man but you never know."

You spend another half hour with your uncle before deciding you've disrupted enough of his day. On your way out you spot Jordan has his desk and make a detour.

"Hi deputy." You say leaning against the desk. Jordan glances up at you with wide eyes. After a moment he clears his throat and turns back to his computer seemingly to hide the pink creeping across his cheeks.

"Hi. You on your way out?" He asks.

"Yes, but before I go I just want to do one thing." You say grabbing a pen and sticky note from atop his desk. You quickly scribble your phone number on it and place it in front of him. "You want to see more of me. Make it happen. I don't like leaving things to chance." You say and before he can even respond you leave. Let's see if he takes the hint.

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Imagines

What genres do i writes about:

Smut(threesome)

Fluff

Angst

What i write:

Boy X Girl

Girl X Girl

Boy X Girl X Boy

Girl X Boy X Girl

What i don't write:(smut)

incest,non-con(rape),anything with pain,

What i do write:(smut)

oral(f! and m! receiving),threesome,lesbian sex,non protected sex(wrap it b4 you tap it!),use of sextoys(such as strapon for lesbian sex,dildo,maybe cockring,double sided dildo,you get it!),i will write different position(69,missionary,doggy style,cowgirl,reverse cowgirl).I will also write facesitting,fingering,bondage...

Who i write for:

Teen Wolf:

Stiles Stilinski,Scott Mccall,Liam Dunbar,Theo Raeken,Peter Hale, Derek Hale,Isaac Lahey,Malia Tate/Hale,Lydia Martin,Alison Argent,Kira Yukimura,Erica Reyes,Hayden Romero,Brett Talbot,Aiden,Cora Hale,Jordan Parrish,Tracy Stewart.

Outer Banks:

Sarah Cameron,John B Routledge,JJ Maybank,Kiara "Kie" Carrera,Rafe Cameron,Pope Heyward,Cléo,Barry.

The maze runner:

Newt,Thomas,Brenda,Teresa,Aris,Minho,Gally,Harriet,Sonya.

Not Okay (2022 movie):

Danni Sanders,Colin,Rowan.

American Assassin:

Mitch Rapp.

Twilight Saga:

Bella Swan,Edward Cullen,Jacob Black,Alice Cullen,Rosalie Hale,Emmett Cullen,Jasper Hale, Benjamin,Seth Clearwater,Leah Clearwater,Jared,Embry Call,Quil Atera,Paul.

Scream:

Billy Loomis,Stu Macher,Sydney Prescott, Tatum Riley,Dewey Riley,Gale Weathers,Randy Meeks,Mickey Altieri,Roman Bridger,Mark Kindcaid,Jill Roberts,Kirby Reed,Olivia(Scream 4 forgot her last name😭),Wes Hicks,Sam Carpenter,Tara Carpenter,Chad Meeks, Mindy Meeks,Amber Freeman,Richie Kirsch,Ethan Landry,Quinn Bailey,Anika.

To request:

make sur you to put everything when you request...

Like what action do you want them to do,what place,and as for some character,precise what era you want like for Samantha in Scream precise if you want her in the scream 5 or in the 6 because she is totally different in those two movies...

Writer's note:

Don't hesitate to request i'm not in school rn since it's summer vacantion so i have a lot of free time.I'm not a machine wich means i will need a bit of time to write your resquets,but i can assure you,i will try my best to do ALL of your resquets. XOXO emma

[justauthoring]

Commissions Are OFFICIALLY Open

Hello, my name is Olivia and I’ve been on Tumblr for over five years. I have always written completely free content on here as it’s always been a hobby of mine that I’ve adored and loved doing as a way to keep my mind off of things.

However, now 21, I would love to be able to turn this hobby into something I can put more focus and attention to. I am currently trying to save up for University which I will be attending in this Fall and it would mean the absolute world to me if you all could help me out.

There will be three slots open for now and I will keep this post and my pinned post updated with however many or if any slots are open.

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It will be $10.00 per 1K words.

If you’d like to see examples of my works, you can find all my main masterlist HERE and my older pieces HERE.

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I Will Write:

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Fandoms I Will Write For Are:

Attack On Titan

My Hero Academia

Demon Slayer

Jujutsu Kaisen

Chainsaw Man

Naruto

Fairy Tail

Tokyo Revengers

Blue Lock

Haikyuu

Final Fantasy 7 Remake

Non-Anime:

Teen Wolf (Stiles Stilinski, Theo Raeken, Isaac Lahey)

Stranger Things (Steve Harrington)

Cobra Kai (Eli ‘Hawk’ Moskowitz, Miguel Diaz, Robby Keene)

What I will Write For:

Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Major Character Death, Angst, etc.

Specific Pronouns

SFW, NSFW, Smut, etc.

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Illegal Ships (underage/adult, incest, ect.)

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[vxdret-imagines]

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

This post is a guide to all my writing, as well as a key tag for the content within them.

KEY:

explicit/18+ : (E)

mature/sensitive topics : (M)

character death : (X)

fluff and sweet stuff : (G)

oneshot : (O)

in progress : (I)

no warnings : (N)

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MAIN CAST:

Scott Mccall: Camping Trip P1 (I)

Stiles Stilinski:  —

Derek Hale: —

Isaac Lahey: —

Theo Raeken: —

Liam Dunbar: —

Allison Argent: —

Lydia Martin: —

Malia Hale: —

Kira Yukimura: —

‘SIDE’ CAST:

Aiden Steiner: —

Ethan Steiner: —

Peter Hale: —

Chris Argent: —

Melissa Mccall: —

Erica Reyes: —

[mercheswan]

It wasn’t that Theo did not believe in the supernatural or external forces or the universe, but he really wanted to know how body swaps worked.

How in the world could he wake up being someone different?, someone he didn’t even know.

Stiles. That was the name of the boy whose body he sometimes “possessed”. They both attended the other ones high school, hung out with the other ones friends. They kept it a secret from everyone, cause, who would believe them?

Theo liked Stiles’s caring family and friends. Stiles loved that Theo lived in a big city, it made him feel like he managed to escape from his small town.

They sent the other ones messages with the phone and with little notes here and there. Theo really liked Stiles. There was not a day in which Theo did not think about the other.

But then Stiles disappeared without a trace. No more body swaps. No more messages. Nothing. So Theo went looking for him.

“Beacon Hills? I’m sorry, sweetheart, I thought everybody knew. It was a catastrophe, a fateful day, a meteorite fell and the whole town was erased. No survivors.”

But it couldn’t be. Theo had attended Beacon Hills High School. Stiles. Stiles was real. He couldn’t have imagined it all!

Theo traveled to Beacon Hills, or to what was left of it. The only thing standing in Beacon Hills was an old tree. Theo remembered Stiles’s grandmother talking about it, she said it was a magical tree, a Nemeton, which connected worlds.

“Theo, Theo!”

“Stiles? Stiles!? Where are you!?” Theo came closer to the tree. Then he saw him. Stiles was right in front of him.

“I went to see you. You didn’t recognise me” Stiles said.

“Because it was too soon! We hadn’t met yet! Listen! Beacon Hills is in danger, you need to evacuate the city, or you will all die!” Theo explained.

Stiles looked around him. The big hole where Beacon Hills once was. “W-what… the meteor! But they said that it will pass!” Stiles argued.

“You need to warn them!” Theo exclaimed.

“But, maybe I will forget…” Stiles muttered.

“Write my name in your hand, that way you won’t forget me. I’ll write yours” Theo suggested.

Stiles wrote Theo’s name, and then passed him the pen. “I love you Theo” Stiles whispered. Theo shocked lifted his head. But there was no one there. Theo had began to write an S in his hand, but he didn’t know why. What was he doing in that place?

When Theo arrived home, his sister Tara asked him if he had found his Stiles.

“What the hell is a Stiles?” Theo responded.

2 years later.

Theo was waiting for his train to get home, observing the people in the station. His sister always complained about him watching everyone, but Theo couldn’t help it, he felt like he should be searching for something that was missing, searching for someone. He needed to have his eyes open.

Truth be told. Theo thought he was paranoid, so when the train from the other platform stopped and Theo met eyes with one of the passengers inside of it, he was not expecting his heart to stop beating and for the world to turn mute. But before Theo could react the whistle indicating the train leaving broke his trance, and the boy did not manage to exit the train. Theo couldn’t lose sight of that train. So he ran, he ran as fast as he could to the next station, even knowing that there was no way he could arrive on time.

When Theo entered the station, to his surprise the boy was there, waiting. For him? He did not look much older than Theo, he was tall with pale skin and amber eyes. Theo felt a sense of recognition.

“Hey…” The boy said when he spotted Theo.

“Ah… hi…” Theo was breathless due to the race.

“I saw you in the previous station” The boy claimed.

“Yeah-h… me too…” What was Theo doing?

“Do… do we… do we know each other?” The stranger asked.

Theo looked at the boy. And he could feel the man doing the same. Are you the one I’ve been looking for? What has been missing? “I-I I’m not sure…” Theo responded.

A silence followed and both men’s eyes met.

“What’s your name?” Both of the asked at the same time.

[tabbytabbytabby]

What Had To Be Done (1412 words) by tabbytabbytabby Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Derek Hale/Theo Raeken Characters: Theo Raeken, Derek Hale, Kate Argent Additional Tags: Kidnapping, Hurt Derek Hale, Protective Theo Raeken, Established Relationship, Married Couple, Warning: Kate Argent, Blood and Injury Series: Part 17 of Bad Things Happen Bingo Summary:

Derek gets kidnapped by Kate, and Theo is determined to do whatever it takes to get him back.

For @imjustafangirl-nobodylovesme

[zaceouiswriting]

Water from the past P.1

Character: Theo Raeken x male reader

Universe: Teen Wolf

Warnings: Smut

Authors note: Hello beautiful people! I'm sorry there hasn't been any content from me lately, but some issues have arisen, some of which I could handle myself, others not so much, which kept me from working on it. At least I was finally able to get this request half done. There will be a second part to this and hopefully a rewrite in the future but for now, I hope this at least somewhat meets your expectations @rajandylan , and thank you for this request! I enjoyed it immensely! And as I already said, there will be a second, more kinky part. :)

The slight silver moon shone upon the river you sat at. Three months had passed on that day, and you still couldn't deal with what had happened. Your skin still crawled as you just thought about his betrayal.

Not knowing where he went, you tried to find a way to deal with it. Your friends tried to keep your mind off of things. At least after you broke three bathrooms inside the school, unable to control your powers at times.

After those three months, it wasn't just your self-control that slowly came back to you. But you came back as well. Never before did you have to give out so many apologies, and many still haven’t forgiven you for things you did or said in a fit of rage they weren’t even a part of.

One after the other, even though people have forgiven you. Thanks to you being a person people could always come to when they had problems.

They acknowledged that it wasn't you and even tried to help you. It took you a long time to accept their offers, but after you did accept it, your world suddenly changed for the better. You have hiked with people you have never had contact with before.

As it turns out, Jackson might be an asshole, but a nice one if he is alone with Danny and you, especially when the three of you are in the wilderness far from civilization. Where Danny, and you joke about getting rid of Jackson's dead body whenever he gets obnoxious. Then he became tame very quickly.

But now, three months had passed, on that very day, you and your boyfriend would have been a year together. It broke your heart all over again. The last bit you had of him was the bracelet around your wrist. He was so smug, as he had given you the gift after the first month.

You hadn’t even known that you two were supposed to switch out gifts. He had insisted on you opening it. You saw that silver bracelet as clear as day. You could still feel the first confusion you had. But as you took it out, you knew why he was so smug.

„Why is there the first letter of my first name and the first letter of your last name?“

„Early preparations for when you take my last name, of course!“ He cheekily told you, followed by a soft kiss on your cheek. You were so flustered at that moment that you didn't even know what to say. Usually, you would have said something embarrassing to ruin the moment, but not this time.

It only got worse as he kneeled in front of you. Holding out the bracelet as if you were his king and he was your servant. He made it seem like an honor, accepting it. His smug smile had only grown afterward. „Hopefully, that gets those hormonal asshats from your case. You are mine, and everyone should know that!“ He had exclaimed rather loudly directly as the bracelet was closed around your wrist. Kissing you intensely, holding your body in place as if you would run away any second.

Now you know better. Today you knew why he always held you so close, which made all those memories so bittersweet. He actually held onto you for dear life with the faintest hope that if you ever found out what he did, you wouldn't leave him immediately but would listen to him.

You wanted to beat him the day you found out, show him the true extent of your powers he had never seen, but it felt good to belong to someone. Even though you had many friends, you never felt like a part of any group. Being different can be a good thing, but lonely as well.

Still sitting there at this damn river, you could only think that you never had the chance to confront your boyfriend. Or ex-boyfriend? At this point, you weren’t sure. The love, as bad as it felt after the fact was still there. Unwavering of the storm, still threatening to break out.

In danger of suffocating from the horrible feelings and thoughts plaguing your mind, you just wanted to be left alone. But as a hand suddenly grabbed onto your shoulder, you feared to know who it was. „Scott, I've told you a hundred times not to disturb me today!“

„I hoped you would want to see me, especially today.“ As soon as this deep, velvet voice was carried over to your ears, your body tensed up like never before. The hand felt oddly familiar, not because your alpha friend was trying to distract you from things as he normally would. But because that special someone who was the source of your heartbreak and suffering stood behind you.

Neither of you moved. You were kept in place by shock. But the nature around you knew that something was up. The water in front of you reacted to your sudden hand movements, letting it move as never before.

But the boy behind you didn't see or hear it. Too preoccupied with your fast-beating heart. You couldn't believe the balls he had. Coming back, just like that, as if nothing ever happened! He had not even said goodbye to you, even though you wouldn’t have wanted to hear it anyway. But it was the thought that counted in that matter.

„Calm down, please, babe. Your heart pumps too quickly,“ he whispered into your ear as he leaned down. Feeling his hot breath on your skin once again almost made you lose your compulsory. You wanted to rip him into pieces for taking their side over your friends.

You will never forget the looks of your friends when it finally turned out that your love was actually the bad guy and you were protecting him all along. Your friendship with Malia was cut that day. Ever since you met her, she has become one of your best friends. It hurt, but you understood. You could never forget the words she spat in your face that day.

Lydia, on the other hand, was the complete opposite. She could understand you. She was the only one who could see the pain it was causing you to get used by the boy you believed loved you. Lydia hugged you after Theo fled.

For him to now just stand there after everything he had done? It was more a nightmare than anything else.

But feeling him so close and even his breath made you so angry. With one quick movement, you stood up, like a monsoon wave. Moving your arm, commanding the water in front of you to do your will.

Liters of water splashed in Theo’s face, making him tumble backward. As you redirected the water away from his face, behind him, you could see the look of utter shock on his handsome but wet face. For the first time, you saw his long hair. Even though it looked good on him, it still, would never come close to his former relatively short one. How soft it felt under your fingers as he let you ride him to take some control, only to punish you afterward.

But that was beside the point at that moment. What could you do? Theo was sex on two feet. He was born to dominate, to make you suffer from lust, to breed you just to stuff something inside you to keep his seed from escaping, whispering in your ear that he has to make you bear his child. It was all dirty talk, and even though that was the case it still made you feel in some way.

„What?“ He was able to bring out before you let the water from behind him sweep him from his feet, just to be caught by the same water and carried into the sky. Amid the woods surrounding Beacon Hills was a floating pool, with only Theo in it, still in his clothes.

Changing your stance your arm movements became more rounded, Quickly imprisoning Theo in a ball of ice. With the water inside, you started acting on your anger, throwing him around in it, pushing all the water aside so he could stand on the ice, only to have the water throw him around again. Making it quick enough and reducing the water in your attacks to give him real injuries. As his blood slowly drained from his body, you hurt him with that too.

It got so bad that at one point, you had cut him, thrown a ball out of ice in his face, and slammed a massive amount of water against his stomach.

Every little smack you gave him actually helped you. You felt validated by those feelings. But as the first wave of hatred and anger passed, remorse filled your body. Even though that was the case, you were filled with the feeling that he hadn't learned his lesson.

As you couldn't hear him pleading to stop anymore, fearful shock filled your every fiber. You wanted him to feel the pain you had felt all the time he was gone. Not only because of how much he had manipulated you but because of the heartbreak you had felt. You didn't want to hurt him permanently or kill him.

Suddenly all anger was gone. With one last movement, you let all the water become water again and freed it from your powers. Letting Theo fall to the floor. The soggy forest floor protected him from further damage to his body.

Filled with regret, you ran over to him. Seeing his battered body up close for the first time was heartbreaking. But Theo just smiled. He fucking smiled at you, who had beaten him up so furiously.

„I never knew you were so powerful,“ he whispered, on the brink of life. His body wasn’t healing as you had seen before. „You looked so beautiful.“

His words brought tears to your eyes. His hands tried to reach you, but he couldn’t lift his hand, too much energy was already used off by just staying alive. „Could you?“ He asked suddenly. Without a second to think, you took his hand. With the minimal movement he could make, you led his hand to your cheek, putting his larger hand upon it. „It doesn’t matter what I did. I always loved you. And always will.“ Just then, a single tear could free itself from its confinement inside his body.

Not long after, his eyes closed, and his hand fell to the floor. In a sudden panic, you stood up, summoning more water to you. „You fucking prick, you will not die this easily! Not until you make better what you have done!“ Incasing Theo’s body in the water, it swapped over and around him softly. The glowing blue water healed his wounds in no time. But the real problem was the psychological damage, which you couldn't do anything about.

For an hour, you sat there, moving your arms in swimming motions, making damn sure that his body would be completely healed. But in reality, you would never be able to live your life if he should die, and it was your fault.

As this agonizing hour passed, you knew that if he wouldn’t wake up soon, he never will. You already have tears in your eyes. Just as you were about to give up, a sudden noise startled you so greatly that it broke your concentration. Your eyes are intensely on Theo’s face believing the sound came from him. But nothing moved. Only for you to look around and see a small animal in the bushes near you two.

„Fuck!“ You muttered angrily under your breath. You were hoping it was Theo, but apparently, it was just wishful thinking. Now you had to face that you killed your first love out of anger. You never should have used your powers again. They were too dangerous. How stupid could you have been?

As your mental state turned over into insanity, something else was moving. It came quickly closer to you. But you were preoccupied with your own devastating thoughts.

A warm, wet feeling ripped you out of your mind. But instead of moving away in a panic, you were frozen to the place. Not even able to move your head, silently begging the moon not to let you die there with your unconscious first love by your side.

That disgusting feeling of warm wetness slowly made its way up your arm. Tears rolled down your face within seconds. Believing your life was over. But to your utter surprise, you suddenly felt pressure on the nap between your under and upper arm. Your eyes slowly dropped to the place where the pressure was put on.

There was nothing dangerous but a thumb, slowly wandering up the hand and the arm until your tearful eyes landed on your first love, just lying there with a soft smile. „I'm fine," he whispered in your direction, just loud enough for you to hear.

Before you knew it, you laid on top of him, arms around his neck, head beside his. Ugly crying like you've never done before. He hadn't moved once, just lay there like a corpse. If he wasn't breathing, it could have been a lot scarier.

„Everything is all right. I’m here now.“ He whispered into your ear. For some reason, it struck you more than it should have. Every bit of him was more vivid now. The slight touching between your skins lets yours prickle with anticipation. It is so long since you had felt him the last time. Never would you have thought that your body longed so much for his flawless body.

„I need you!“ It was all warning he got before you made your way south. The last thing you saw on his face was utter shock from this whole situation.

Chaste kisses were set from your little lips. First, his neck, but you wandered quickly further down to his muscular chest. His pecs were one of your favorite things about Theo. Even though he wasn’t the tallest guy, with his buff physique, nobody would try anything with you or him.

As you always did, you made sure that every little bit of his chest was touched by your lips or tongue, which decided that it wanted to play too. It turned you even more on that Theo did not seem to be able to move. He was always the boss, but now you wanted to try it too.

„Are you sure about this? We… I…“ But before he could say anything stupid, you put a finger over his slightly fuller lips. „Don’t ruin the moment. I want this, and I hope… you want this too?“ Batting your eyes, you knew that he was already a goner. He could be seen swallowing hard, his Adam's apple, jumping up and down with excitement.

Before you made sure his six-pack would get the same attention as his pecs, you kissed his neck once again, this time directly on his Adam's apple, just to lick his chin up, stopping right in front of his lips. His eyes were closed, waiting for the kiss you wanted to gift him. But as nothing came, he opened his mesmerizing eyes again. They were full of lust but also anger. Most likely because he wasn’t able to switch places with you, stick your face in the dirt, and show you who's really in charge.

„I like this very much, having you so vulnerable underneath me. Right at my will.“

You could feel Theo shudder beneath you as he realized that if the two of you got dirty, you would be as mean to him as he was to you.

Before he could start to worry, you finally gave him what he wanted, the kiss he craved for the whole time he was gone. But not as long as he wanted. As soon as the first gratification hit you and he tried to assert dominance by sticking his tongue in your mouth, you stopped it. Raising yourself with one of your hands on his slightly flushed chest, you gently patted his cheek to draw attention to his momentarily hopeless situation.

„Don’t try me, Theo! I will let you lay here without touching you again!“ His eyes widened immediately. Before, he would never have believed that you would do something like this, but you have changed, even if it was only a little.

With the hand you had slightly slapped Theo, this hand went around his throat as much as it could. It felt great. You usually do this whenever you've had a chance when your head hasn't been banged into something and your arms bound by his hands.

In the end, you only could hold your hand there, the most southern part of his hard six-pack. As soon your kisses went south, to the last bit of clothing he was wearing, besides his strongly damaged leather jacket. Your hand wandered from his throat down his pec, directly down to his pants.

Slowly opening his pants, freeing them from the leather belt. Completely pulling it out and laying it down beside Theo’s body.

You pulled the pants down just as much as you had to free this beautiful perfect body from the most heinous crime he could commit with it, hiding it away.

His impressive dick sprung out immediately. „I knew you would like that, as always, not only horny but kinky as well, the third best thing on your body.“

„What-What are the first two?“ He moaned loudly as you took his cock in his hand, jerking him off slowly.

„Well, the second is the rest of your body...your huge muscles, those arms…god, how I missed having them around me to pull me closer to you. This chest of yours, in which I cried my eyes out many times and used as a pillow, more often than not. And then there's your face, something no one can ignore, the most beautiful thing I've ever seen!“

As you told him about the body parts you loved the most, you wandered over them with your free hand. His upper arms were still covered by his leather jacket, you still stroke them up and down. Feeling the cold leather beneath your warm skin, gave you some sort of missed euphoria. You squeezed his arms and could feel his muscles flex without him having to move.

As you went over to his chest, he moaned again, only this time louder. His skin became irritated from the long time you played with it, especially his nipples. His body reacted so strongly to you twisting them that he buckled himself into your hand.

But as you mentioned his face, you went directly over it, the tip of his cock, poking against your stomach, forcing you onto all fours just to hover over his face. When you kissed him once more quickly, but enough to let him hang on for more. The satisfaction you felt seeing him like this, eyes begging, but his ego didn’t let him do it verbally, which led to you stopping the treatment his cock received from you.

Instead, you pressed it against his ripped body, laying flat on him. Going through his hair with both of your hands. „I think you know what I want.“ The grin on your face infuriated Theo because it was the same one he gave you every time he wanted you to beg for his cock. Or just for him to simply touch you.

If you thought about it, you should’ve seen his manipulating side earlier, but it turned you on too much to really care. You fell in love with his mysterious bad-boy personality. But you stayed because of the good heart that underlies it all. You still knew deep down that if he had been a softy, you would have left him a long time ago.

You wanted him to be that stupid, flirty, arrogant self in public but sweet, kind, and caring whenever you two were alone and a dominant stallion in bed. But now that you have felt the power Theo usually has, the wish to be this more often came up deep inside of you. Looking into his eyes as you make his body shudder with lust, anticipation, and feral instincts. His shuddering underneath you gave you pleasure beyond all reasoning.

„Beg for me to touch you.“ You finally whispered in his ear. But he just gritted his teeth. His ego wouldn’t let it go. He even averted his eyes.

Here and there, you only touched him in places you knew he loved more than anything. Stroking his cock ever so slightly.

„Come on! You can't let someone you hurt down like that.“ Suddenly all your movements stopped. He tried it again, and somehow you loved it. Maybe you were in a cycle with your first love. It sickened you to your core.

„I wouldn’t have hurt you if you didn’t try to kill my friends, used me to get close to them, and left without a word. So let us call that even, shall we?“

At that moment, a light appeared in Theo's eyes. He finally understood that his actions had changed me as well. Now there were no suspicions but hard proof for that.

„I always loved you. Your friends send me into limbo. A bit problematic to tell you that.“ He told you breathlessly. His cock, is squeezed by your hand. Your friends lied to you too. Maybe your abilities get more practice after all.

Your other hand grabbed his neck again, forcing him higher so that his head was tilted slightly. „If you ever try to manipulate me again, I will not hesitate to punish you again. Understood?“ He weakly nods his head at that. But you still did not move very much, still waiting for his begging.

"Please," he began to speak, finally, breaking his resolve a bit, and it was enough for you. Immediately you let go of his neck, jumped up, and let yourself fall back down, just turned around. With your face on his still, very hard cock and your ass in his face.

„I played with myself from time to time, but I’m very tight, but as I remember, your tongue has a use, doesn’t it?“ He immediately understood the comment and began to work. You pressed your butt against his face because you knew he couldn't move much.

But as he was already working on opening up your hole for him, you still appreciated the massive cock in front of you. You didn't even have to hold it up because it does that on its own. Several veins ran visibly over it. Especially one big vein that you always loved. You didn’t even realize that you moved towards it until its cock head was already in your mouth.

At first, it was hard to get used to this massive thing again. You couldn't find anything like it, and you weren't willing to run after another guy, not willing after the heartbreak you had experienced. It wasn’t better or easier, because of the love you still felt for this massive asshole.

Now that the original was finally back, hopefully, to be used by you again and again.

Theo moaned in your slightly opened hole as you took more and more of his meat down your throat, the gag reflex gone since the first month of your relationship with him. The way he had used it since then was inhuman, but you loved it anyway.

Slurping around it, making it nice and wet for what would come soon, but at this moment, you enjoyed him twitching inside your mouth. That was until you felt a particularly erratic twitch and a warm substance coming out of him. Without making a sound, you just let it slip down your throat as you were used to. But after he's finished coming, you finally let his now slightly limp cock pop out of your mouth.

„You became weak as I see.“ Your tone icy cold, disappointed even. Before he was gone, he could obscure you for hours or multiple times a day if you didn't have time for a long session.

„Sorry,“ he sounded exhausted. „It was a long time. I hadn’t come in months!“ he finally exclaimed with a groan as she jerked his cock again.

Without a word, you turned back around, so you could look into his eyes again. Right in front of him, you pulled your shirt over your head and showed off your toned physique. Working out was, the only thing you enjoyed doing because it made you feel close to Theo.

You will never be at the same level as Theo was, which wasn't a problem for either of you, but you feel much better now.

Right after, you got up and took off your shoes to take off your pants next. There amid this forest clearing, close to the river that almost nobody visits anymore, were now two mostly naked guys, having a reunion worthy of lustful demons.

Instead of a kiss, which Theo seemed to have wanted, as you sat down close to his cock, you took his face into his hand, squeezing it a little bit. „You changed, Theo, but I hope you're still the guy I loved and not some washed-up pussy.“

Teasing his rock-hard cock with your ass crack. He loved your ass, and it got a little bigger than the last time he was intimate with you. Two perfect peaches, slightly wobbling against his massive cock.

„Come on, babe, don’t tease me like this!“ he whined loudly. But he could also say it was revenge for all the times he did this to you. In school, at his house, at yours, in bathrooms, and especially in his truck. God… his truck had so many lewd memories from which you could have come just thinking about it.

„Stop being a whiny bitch, and take your punishment, you big baby!“ You told him as you let his tip slip into your hole. He breathed out aggressively, trying to hide his loud moan underneath it. „Oh, the big bad wolf… finally feels… how bad it is to be taken advantage of, now does he?“ A smug smirk plastered on your face the entire time as you suppressed your moans.

Not knowing how you hid your excitement to feel this massive cock inside of you again, you just went with it. Feeling all-powerful, the boss over a usual dominant stallion like Theo Raeken.

„Just wait till I can move again! I will show you what you have done then!“ But his threat went down as you slowly sat down onto his dick, slipping right into your tight, wet hole. You had no idea how he could get so much spit… so deep inside you, but you didn't think twice about it. His dick was making you dumb, even though you had all power.

You could feel every single vein of Theo's cock deep inside you as you finally sat down on it a few minutes after you started this torture. Its largest vein, which helped the cock stand upright, vibrated against your canal. Making you moan loudly. You even threw your head back, not believing what just had happened.

But when you came around, your hands resting on Theo's broad chest, you looked him straight in his eyes. That fucking hot, arrogant, smug smile, back on his perfect face. You hated it and fell in love all over again at the same time. Even though he seemed a lot softer than before, you could tell that old Theo is still there.

It gave you the last bit of confidence to move slowly. Almost letting his cock slip out of your hole again, just to slam yourself back onto it, scratching the one point inside of you that nothing could’ve touched, only his dick was able to get to it, as if you were made to take him.

„You fucking asshole!“ You moaned loudly and tried to find a rhythm that ultimately left you and Theo unable to form any clear thoughts, both overwhelmed by the feeling. He was so overwhelmed that he was able to cum all over again. But when he saw the satisfied smile on your face, feeling him again, he wasn't ready to end the moment anytime soon. Even though he certainly was able to go for another round. But knowing yourself, you would no longer have the power to assert dominance over him.

„I hate myself that I love you! You are such an- Fuck- Your dick is so fucking big!“ At this point, you were reduced to a moaning mess, barely able to move. His cock pushed against that special spot in you so many times that all you could see were stars. And still, you moved, even if it was only slightly.

„Please, let me cum!“ Theo suddenly begged again, but you couldn't see him through your blurry eyes or the stars that kept blocking your vision. But his words were enough to give you another boost of energy.

Sit back up, the whole situation was about riding that stud faster and harder than before to get to the point that it was all about him again and not chasing your lust like it should have been. Hands barely able to hold you upwards. A few hard thrusts were enough to bring Theo to his second climax. „Your ass is the best, fuck! So tight!“ He groaned loudly as he finally entered you again, freshly tagging you and making sure you and everyone else knew whom you belonged to.

As soon as he began to pump you full with his potent sperm, you came yourself painting his beautiful body white, even shot right against his chin.

„Fuck!“ Spoken in unison by you two, Theo was able to giggle, but you just fell onto his muscular upper body, completely exhausted from the act you had to do this time. If you knew it was that difficult, you would never have tried to be on top. But you loved it in a way. Not only because of the power you held. But because you could show a little appreciation, even if you made it another time, you had more on your mind than just the old sex.

Worship his body, and play with it a bit before you would even start embarking on his beloved cock.

Lying in your cum on his exceedingly warm body, you almost fell asleep until you felt a rather hard grip around your waist, holding you in place. So you could open your eyes to look straight into the hazel of the love of your life. Now you were sure that he was just that.

„I'm not done with you yet," he growled in your ear as he suddenly sat up, wrapped your legs around his own waist, and stood up with ease.

„What?“ You could only ask, but before anything else could come out of your big mouth, Theo had already rammed you into the nearest tree. Able to feel it drilling itself into your back, he pressed you even harder against it, until you were able to smell blood.

„Thank you for healing me, babe.“ His lips were attacking your neck again, sucking and biting it lightly. You were so confused, but there was nothing to be done as you already felt his still rock-hard cock slamming into you, jointly with the iron grip he had on you, he bruised everything inside and out.

As his mouth finally went away from your neck, it was replaced by his right hand, choking you enough to lose the ability to breathe every few moments. Just for him to stop, so he can kiss you and do it all over again.

However, his left hand held your leg, over which you no longer had any control. You couldn't feel half of your body, of the intensity he was fucking you with now.

„Such an obnoxious little whore, aren’t you? Begging for my cock, wanting to be on top, but still getting dicked down, like you are used to, don’t you? Such a slut, but I'm happy to feel that no one else used your hole. How could they after you got split up by me, right baby? Nobody could even come close to me, could they?“

Again, his hot breath and lewd words were enough to make you cum once more. This time it even went into your hole and squeezed Theo's cock so good that he lost control and came too.

When you fell unconscious, he carried you out of the woods, straight to his truck, where he'd used you one last time non-stop in the back, this time. He had fucked you until the sun finally broke the nightly spell. He came so much that he had to sit you up, slightly over the edge of his backseats, so your hole could get out all of the cum, before he would sit you into his baby.

He put down a towel on the passenger seat on the part where you would sit, but also laid it against the backrest only because of the dirt and blood still stuck to your body.

The drive was silent, you were sleeping, and Theo was deep in his thoughts. He had changed you, not entirely for the better, and he hated himself for that. Even though he always was quite an asshole towards you and sometimes almost cruelly rude, you never lost your innocence, it didn't matter what he had done to you. But now that this innocent guy was gone, thanks to his actions, he could only be angry at himself for doing so much to you.

As he finally came to your home, he carefully took you out of his truck. Immediately after, you clung to him, hands behind his neck and legs around his waist. His heart jumped quicker as you did this, making him feel loved as he used to before everything blew up in his face.

With ease, he jumped onto your balcony, opened the glass door, and took you to your adjoining bathroom. Inside, he cleaned the wounds he had inflicted on you, only for your subconscious to move your right hand in a circular motion, making the water he poured into your bathtub glow, healing your body faster than Theo's ever could. He wasn't perplexed for long by this show of power, instead, he intensively washed your hole and even brushed your teeth while you healed your own body.

When he finished cleaning you, he carried you to your bed, but no matter how hard he tried, you wouldn't let go of him. He didn't quite catch what you were mumbling, but as always, he thought it was something cute like everything you say is, at least in his head.

So he accepted his fate and lay down with you after getting rid of all the tattered clothes and his beloved leather jacket that were thrown in any direction around the room. With you naked in his bare arms, you both finally fell asleep like you used to. But now Theo was sure that he wanted to be at your side for the rest of his life. Hopefully, you would accept his softer personality, even though you stated differently.

But for the moment, everything was perfect, you were back in his arms, and he had again someone to protect, someone who had stolen his heart in a storm. [Masterlist]

[buckseb]

old flames

pairings — theo raeken x fem!bryant!reader

summary — in which, after he returns from hell, theo runs into someone from his past, who happens to now be in the mccall pack.

word count — 3.7k.

warnings — mentions of reader’s abusive family and a past pet, the pack being super protective over reader, flashbacks, angst, use of pet-names [princess, baby], small confessions.

notes — yes, i’m very much obsessed with my fav boy, theo. so, here’s another fic about him :). gif and divider creds to owner!

p.s., feedback is very much encouraged and appreciated <3

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IT WAS ALWAYS HARD FOR scott and stiles — more stiles than scott — to believe that theo had ever loved anyone in his past life.

i mean, for example — in their eyes — he helped the dread doctors murder his own sister, when he was nine years old.

and when you look at only those details, you tend to ignore the more important parts of the story.

but, like it or not, theo raeken wasn’t always so terrible — no one is ever simply born evil. something in your past changes that — changes you.

in fact, much like derek’s and scott’s stories of their teenage lives, theo’s story was much similar.

it was, at least, similar in the cliché’s of stories — of meeting a girl.

you see, by the time theo had reached the age of fifteen, he’d met a girl — a very innocent and kind-hearted girl named [y/n] [y/l/n].

this was just a few years after he’d been forced to murder his sister in cold blood.

theo had still been under the manipulations and control of the dread doctors.

but, not even he could resist falling for the innocent fourteen year old girl who loved to take her dog out for walks late at night.

[y/n] loved to help her dog, [y/d/n], get as much exercise as they needed.

not to mention, it helped her escape her toxic family environment at home.

so, she always found herself walking down the path to the town’s park, a perkiness in each step.

and [y/d/n] would be walking cheerily, tail waggling in excitement.

that park is where she meets theo for the very first time; his striking blue eyes eyed her cautiously, wondering what such an innocent girl was doing out in the dark, with no idea of the danger she’d just walked into.

the dread doctors were planning one of their many failed experiments at that said park.

and that girl had just walked right into it.

he couldn’t explain it, but there was something about the girl that makes him rush her out of there.

“you need to get out of here, now!”

she stops abruptly, confusion filling in her eyes.

“w—what? why?” she asks confusedly, head tilted to the side.

her brows furrow together in further confusion as he groans, rolling his eyes.

“you need to leave, right now. trust me.” he states more clearly, lightly pushing her back, to signal to her that he’s being serious.

rolling her eyes, she sighs and turns around.

with the word, ‘weird,’ crossing her mind, she races down the sidewalk path.

before she fully leaves, though, she turns her head back around, looking at the mysterious boy who stands in the middle of the park, watching her carefully.

after that night, [y/n] found herself leaving her dog at home, and wandering over to the park, around the same time that she’d seen the mysterious boy the last time.

she couldn’t understand what it was about him, but she felt drawn to him.

she was curious of him — even, when every sign that he was dangerous, kept hitting her smack in the face.

it‘a not long, until she’s sitting beside him on the park’s bench doesn’t ask about how weird he was that night.

i mean, she’s not very sure that she wants to know what his answer would be, anyways.

“i’m [y/n].” she introduces herself, holding out her hand in mid-air, a gentle smile on her lips.

theo looks up, eying her welcoming hand, brows furrowing with a feeling of caution.

he doesn’t understand why she’s being so nice to him — not when he was acting so weird the other day.

though, it’s not only that.

he feels unworthy of ever having anyone care about him ever again. especially, with what happened to his sister.

“don’t worry. i don’t bite!” she quietly exclaims in a teasing voice, keeping her hand held up in the same position.

with a few more seconds of hesitation, he finally lifts up his hand, clasping their hands together as he shakes it.

“why are you talking to me? anyone who knows me would be running far away from me as soon as possible.” theo states tensely, taking his hand out of her grasp, furrowing his brows in confusion as he starts to feel insecure and vulnerable.

“because i have a feeling that i’m not the only one who feels that i need to push everyone around me away.” she says gently, hoping to not set him off.

theo looks at her with utter shock.

he let himself believe for so long that he doesn’t deserve to have anyone in his life.

and although, he always tried to convince himself since the night they met that he couldn’t be in her life, he finds himself wanting to.

so, after that day, whenever he could, theo spent his late nights with [y/n] at the park.

they became quick friends, before he was forced to leave with the dread doctors.

theo and the dread doctors had been in [y/n]’s town for almost seven entire months.

it sucked for him when he had to leave her.

because even if he refused to admit it, he fell hard for her — just as she’d ended up doing the same.

throughout the next few years, the dread doctors and theo had went to other towns, leaving [y/n] all alone — alone with her toxic parents and sad life.

you’d think that with the amount of hate and negativity in her life, she’d just let the pain change her — much like theo’s toxic life had done to him.

but, she didn’t.

she stayed true to herself and kept going, until one day, she got sick of the way her family had treated her and moved in with her cousin, corey bryant.

this, of course, was a few months after theo was sent to hell.

and after corey had introduced her to the pack, she’d quickly became friends with everyone and became trustworthy to them.

she’d especially gotten close to both liam and scott — more than anyone else.

it was simply because scott saw a little bit of himself in her — he saw the kind-hearted soul and selfless acts and sacrificing personality she’d had.

and he knew that she’d instantly be valuable to the pack.

the pack had mentioned theo and his past history with them to [y/n].

and although, she’d thought it was more than a coincidence that her first love’s name was also theo, she’d ignored it and dismissed it as impossible.

and since she hadn’t ever known of theo’s last name, past, or alliance with the dread doctors, she never had to mention him — he was just someone she’d met at the wrong time in the past.

and even though she did miss him every day, she’d never admit it.

especially, when the pack saw how strong she was — she didn’t want them to think that she was letting a boy, of all things, keep her weak and down on herself.

but, all of her past heartbreak goes out the window, when she sees her first love in her best friend’s kitchen, lying on the ground as malia throws punches after punches to his face.

“malia! that’s enough.” scott rushes over to her, practically ripping her body off of the chimera’s exhausted body.

he has started to tell her that theo’s going back in the ground, but he immediately stops when he hears the heartbroken voice that [y/n] speaks in as she calls out the name of her first love.

“t—theo? is it y—you? is it actually you?” she asks, voice trembling as she stays frozen in place.

theo coughs up some blood, hand held onto his chest as the pain in his chest becomes worse.

but, the second he hears that voice, his eyes snap open and they catch her teary ones.

“[y—y/n]?” he stutters, trying to sit up, his eyes never looking away from hers.

[y/n] whips around to face scott, tears now streaming down her face.

“t—this, is the theo raeken that brought destruction and pain upon the pack?” she exclaims, brows furrowed, no longer able to hide her pain.

upon seeing her so vulnerable, the pack stops in utter shock.

liam wears a look of pity, never before seeing his friend, who’s like a sister to him, so vulnerable before.

she’s always portrayed herself as a strong-willed person, who can handle anything that life throws at her.

even hayden, who isn’t very close to [y/n], is surprised, since she thinks of her as the strongest person in the pack.

lydia and scott feel the same emotion flow through them — worry.

both teenagers have become particularly close to the girl when they first met her — [y/n] has always been very kind and generous towards the two, never putting her own happiness above theirs.

in fact, both him and malia instantly stop talking, eying the girl.

malia may also feel worry for the girl, but there’s something else she feels for her friend — anger.

in her head, by the heartbroken voice that [y/n] talks in, all malia’s mind goes to is blame — she starts to think that maybe theo had hurt her in the past, too.

that’s what stiles’ brain also goes to.

and we all know how scary the two of them can be when they get the same idea.

theo’s now standing up, leaning his body against the counter.

malia growls and stiles starts to breathe heavily, both not being able to control the protectiveness they feel over the poor girl.

they both start to walk past [y/n], placing themselves in front of the chimera.

malia is growling, hoping stiles will let her punch him again — anything that will make him pay for hurting her friend.

now, stiles is glaring at theo, arms crossed on his chest.

“what’d you do to her? how does she know you, huh?” stiles exclaims, stepping closer to him.

theo coughs once more, brows furrowing in confusion.

[y/n] whips around, noticing the way malia’s growls and breathing is getting more deeper.

it’s not long, before a light goes off in her head, realizing where this is all going.

ignoring the dried tears on her cheeks, she quickly turns to her alpha, giving him a pleading look that he recognizes immediately.

with a sigh, he quickly walks over to malia and once again, pulls her away.

she growls at this, looking to [y/n], who places a comforting hand on her shoulder.

“lia, he didn’t do anything in the way you think.” she murmurs, before her breath catches in her throat, when she hears stiles threatening theo once more, “i swear, if you hurt her in any way—”

sighing, she takes a deep breath. and without another thought, she walks over to the stilinski boy, interrupting him, “—sti, please, stop. he didn’t do anything like that. just let me handle this myself.” she states, feeling only worry for the raeken boy.

stiles wears a wary expression as he turns to face his best friend.

“scotty?” he asks, raising his brows in question, before scott nods in agreement.

“it’s okay, stiles. let her.” he murmurs, despite himself and the rest of the pack desperately wanting to know the truth behind [y/n]’s and theo’s past.

but, there’s no one that any of them trust more than her.

so, as soon as stiles cautiously backs away and walks over to lydia, they all watch the exchange happening before them.

[y/n] slowly and carefully walks over to the boy she’s known since she was a mere fourteen year old girl.

his expression immediately softens as she appears in front of him.

she hesitantly lifts up her hand to place on his now bloody and flushed cheek — his skin is more paler than ever — as he flinches, not expecting the physical contact.

but, once he gets over the initial shock, she places it there permanently, breath becoming uneven as it truly sinks in that he’s real — he’s not a figment of her imagination, or a hallucination.

“y—you’re real. it’s re—really you?” she whimpers, not fully believing it yet.

he sighs longingly and brokenly, tears coming up to his blue orbs, nodding.

the amount of pain and heartbreak he’d felt over having to leave her, was finally seeping through his tough-guarded walls.

“y—yeah, princess. it’s really me. i promise.” his voice is strained and broken as he speaks and almost every other person in the room is shocked by the actual emotion in his voice.

the only people in the room that find themselves not shocked by the change in his voice, is liam and lydia — them always being the ones to believe that change is possible.

especially, in someone like theo raeken.

without even looking away from theo, [y/n] calls out to the one person in the room she trusts more than anyone else, “liam? could you, please, help me help him to the living room?”

liam steps forward as malia growls and stiles dramatically gasps in shock.

“so, we’re just going to let him worm his way into her heart, like he did with us? i mean, c’mon! he flashes a few teary eyes and sad looks and he’s on her good side?!” stiles exclaims dramatically, not enjoying the situation.

both [y/n] and scott turn to their friend, giving him a look that clearly says to shut up.

stiles immediately clamps his mouth shut at this.

although theo had hurt everyone in the pack, he hurt scott more than anyone else.

but, he trusts his instincts and chemo-signal senses — and his instincts are saying, that if [y/n] trusts theo, then he has to support her decision.

especially, since, she always makes the right decisions.

and not only that, but theo’s love and grief is suffocating the room — anyone with supernatural abilities now knows that this is a version of the old theo that they all used to know.

which, is why, after [y/n] gives theo a gentle smile and puts one of his arms around her shoulder and grabs onto his waist — liam doing exactly the same on the opposite side of him — and starts to walk forward, malia and scott move out of the way for them as they bring him into the living room and over to the couch.

stiles and hayden keep their mouths shut, not wanting to piss off either [y/n] or liam — especially, when it’s obvious that both of them are choosing to believe that theo can still redeem himself.

liam will never admit it, but before all the stuff happened with theo and the dread doctors, he saw a good side of him that he’d tried to hide.

so, was it so hard to believe that he’d choose to believe in him now?

and [y/n]? she’s believed in him from the second they first met.

without another thought, as liam slowly helps theo into a sitting position, [y/n] races into the kitchen to gather a rag and run it under hot water.

she then races back into the living room as she kneels down and starts to gently and carefully wipe away the dried blood on theo’s face, refusing to let the tears cloud her eyes and spill — her only worry is taking care of the boy she’s loved since she was a growing teen girl.

awkward silence follows as the rest of the group walks into the living room, watching their friend take care of their once-said enemy.

“are you going to tell us what happened between you two and why the two of you are so different around each other, or not?” malia bluntly blurts out in an annoyed tone as lydia smacks her on the shoulder for being so insensitive.

“malia! give her a second to process things!” the strawberry blonde-headed girl states sternly, holding respect for her friend.

[y/n] sighs, not moving as she drops the hand that holds the now blood-filled rag.

“no, lydia. she’s right. you all deserve to know the truth.” she states, before she stands up as she sits down beside theo, setting the rag down on the table.

taking a deep breath, a few tears escapes to her cheeks, but she doesn’t bother to wipe them away.

at seeing this, scott steps forward in concern for his friend.

“maybe, we should ju—” he starts to say, but [y/n] cuts him off. “—theo and i met when i was fourteen and he was fifteen. i’m now realizing that he was there with the dread doctors. because the night we met, he’d seen me and made sure i left right away. for some reason, he saw me and he didn’t want me to get hurt — i could see it in his eyes.” she starts off, daring to look over to the vulnerable boy, who grabs her hand and interlaces them together, squeezing it for comfort.

the pack notices this as they find spots to sit down at and cautiously watch the two of them.

“and even with all of the signs that were… screaming at me, telling me that he was bad news, i couldn’t resist it; i went back to the park, where we’d met and i introduced myself. at first, he was cautious and tried to push me away, but i’d gotten through to him. and ever since that night, we’d meet at that park every night. he’d been in my home town for almost an entire year, before he left. but, things — feelings — changed between us. he was my first love. t—that’s why i reacted so emotionally when i first saw him.” she mumbles, feeling embarrassed of having to tell them the truth.

there was no way they’d let him stay, right? especially, with what she’s been told that he’s done.

[y/n] looks up when no one says a word.

scott and stiles are sharing looks as the rest of the pack casually waits for them to say something.

“[y/n], can you stay with theo, while we discuss this whole situation in the kitchen?” scott asks gently, a kind look in his eyes — he’s being one of the only ones in the room that isn’t being judgmental.

she turns to look at theo, who now has his head lying against the edge of the couch, looking absolutely nervous and tired.

without another thought, she turns back to scott and sighs, nodding.

with that, the rest of the pack stands up and slowly walks into the kitchen, surrounding the counter as quiet murmurings are heard from all the way into the living room.

as the silence fills the air, theo lifts his head up, worry filling his expression.

“princess, why’d you get involved? i was hoping you wouldn’t get involved in this…” he speaks, for the first time in minutes.

“theo, i had no choice. i was in a toxic environment with my family. the only other healthier choice, was to move in with corey and come to beacon hills. besides, being here has made my life better. and i would’ve come here a lot sooner, if it meant i could’ve saved you.” she murmurs, cupping his cheeks, the tears falling down her own.

theo sighs, hating to see her in such pain as he swiftly wipes away the tears on her cheeks.

“baby… i never wanted this life for you. i was hoping that once i left, things would’ve gotten better for you. but, i guess they didn’t, did they?” he mumbles, pulling his bottom lip in between his teeth anxiously.

he doesn’t care about whether he’s going back to hell or not. all that matters, in this moment, is making sure that she’s alright.

she nods, looking down at her now fidgeting fingers. “i missed you, theo. i missed you every day. i couldn’t forget you, no matter what happened.” she states, before looking back up at him, an all-consuming thought suddenly crossing her mind.

he stays silent, already knowing what she wants to ask and it causes tears to cloud up in his already pained eyes.

“d—did you really do those things? kill scott, brainwash liam, betray braeden and malia, and traumatize lydia?” [y/n] asks in a small voice, full-on knowing that she’ll probably forgive him for it all.

“look, [y/n]. i can handle the pack hating me. but… not you.” he mutters, looking away from her as the tears finally escape down his already tinted and pale cheeks.

her brows furrow, pain aching in her heart.

how could he think that she hates him? that’s not even possible.

sighing, she lifts up her hand to his chin, gently pulling his face towards her.

“theo, i don’t know where you got the idea that i hate you. because i don’t. i—i love you…” she trails off.

but, before she can say anything, the pack walks back into the room.

malia, hayden, and stiles all look bitter.

“we’ve decided that we’re going give theo another chance to change. but, he has to really prove it. especially, with what happened last time, he’s going to have to work extra hard and it’s going to take a lot of us a longer time to both forgive him and trust him again.” scott states sternly, the leadership tone clear in his voice.

before [y/n] can say anything, theo weakly stands up, limping over to scott as he hesitantly holds up his hand.

“scott, i know i messed up. and i wish i could change things. but, i can’t. all i can do, is try to move forward. and i promise, i’ll do whatever it takes to prove myself to you guys.” theo says truthfully as scott slowly connects his hand with theo’s in a hand shake.

“and how do we know you’re not going to betray us — later on — like last time?” stiles spats sarcastically, obviously still not okay with the decision.

theo sighs, before he turns back to look at [y/n].

“because i’m doing this for her — not for you.” he states, a soft look in his eyes as the sensation of butterflies flutters in her gut and his heart beats faster, knowing he’ll do whatever it takes to protect her.

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My Prompts 🗡️

‘‘You stayed for me, I like that’‘

‘‘I’d do anything you want please don’t go’‘

‘‘I want you to be mine’‘

‘‘I knew you were jealous’‘

‘‘Heart cookies’‘

‘‘Took you so long, now make love to me’‘

‘‘Slow down babe, we have all the time in the world’‘

‘‘Quit teasing or else’‘

‘‘You better behave, my homeboys are watching’‘

‘‘I don’t want an apple pie, I want a creampie’‘

‘‘Fine by me, just don’t cry about it later’‘

‘‘The sight is astonishing’‘

‘‘You like riding motors?’‘

‘‘I prefer riding your motor *wink*’‘

‘’Excuse me? what’s my name again?’‘

‘‘Please, I’ll be a good girl.’‘

‘‘Call me a whore all you want, but Ik you want to touch me’‘

‘‘That’s so wrong, we can’t’‘

‘‘I want you to take my virginity’‘

‘‘If you weren’t so crazy I’d say you were insane’‘

‘‘I know you’re my kidnapper but I don’t care’‘

‘‘You’re such a brat’‘

‘‘You’re hot and I’m crazy for you’‘

‘‘What? You want me to get you pregnant?’‘

‘‘Let’s consummate our marriage’‘

‘‘You think you own me asshole?’‘

‘‘I’d gladly end your suffering’‘

‘‘The fuck I look like to you’‘

‘‘You’re gonna regret inviting me to your house’‘

‘‘I’m not the right guy for you’‘

‘‘That’s what you get for embarrassing me in front of everyone’‘

‘‘I won’t kill you yet, I thought I might have a little fun with you first.’‘

‘‘Sit on my face, lemme slurp you like it’s pasta’‘

‘‘As long as I’m your boss, you’ll do as I say’‘

‘‘Have some dignity, I said I don’t want you’‘

‘‘Stop with all the drama, isn’t that what you wanted?’‘

‘‘I’ll fuck your brains out’‘

‘‘I own this cunt, what you thought?’‘

‘‘I might be mentally ill but I know how to pleasure a women’‘

‘‘Please I can’t take it anymore’‘

‘‘I’m preparing you for the bigger prize’‘

‘‘No, not in my workplace, they’ll fire me’‘

‘‘That’s the beauty of taking a risk’‘

‘‘You can’t dominate me, I’m the man here’‘

‘‘Trust me, you don’t wanna trigger the monster in me.’‘

‘‘Sorry, I don’t do slow or gentle’‘

‘‘I’m a monster, I can’t be loved’‘

‘‘Being on your period or not you’re taking that dick’‘

‘‘Keep your mouth shut or I’ll shut it for you’‘

‘‘Try and make me’‘

‘‘Get naked or I’ll slash your throat’‘

‘‘No, we’re in public’‘

‘‘I thought you were better than that’‘

‘‘You’re so weak but has a sharp mouth’‘

‘‘I’m having you for dessert’‘

‘‘So you like choking? little slut’‘

‘‘I want everyone to hear your screaming’‘

‘‘I am dangerous so don’t uncuff me’‘

‘‘Bullshit! you’re drunk’‘

‘‘Playing tough, where’s your confidence now?’‘

I’ll write for the following:

Simon Ghost Riley

John Mactavish {Soap}

Evan Peters as {Kit, Tate, James, Kai, Jimmy, Kyle, Peter max}

Bill Scarsgard as {Himself, Roman, other..}

Billy Hargrove

Billy loomis

Manny montana {As Rio}

Damon Salvatore

Niklaus Mikaelson

Thomas Shelby 

Void Stiles 

Derek Hale

Isaac Lahey

Theo Raeken

Michael Myers

The joker

Yuri Boyka

Eddie Brock

Enzo

Peter Parker

Kai Parker

Others:

BTS members

GOT 7 members

BIGBANG members

BLOCK B members

MONSTA X members

NCT Lucas

Other korean actors as well.

Whenever I start simping over a new character, it’ll be added to the list.

Chose whatever you like from these prompts with whom you want it with, either from this list or not I accept new ideas.

A/N : Yes I’m bold enough to write any genre so don’t hesitate. 

S* Smut

F* Fluff

A* Angst

And yes I write non consent / Violence / Dark shit.

As long as you’re +18 we’re ready to dive in.

So don’t be shy, send requests.

Check this out: {Recently written}

Billy Loomis series.

[babeyvenus]

My Future

Derek Hale x OC

Samantha, Stiles and Scott are always joking about the impossible. Who wouldn't when your best friend's dad is the sheriff of Beacon Hills? All jokes stop when they realize the impossible is indeed possible.

Chapter 48: Family and Hell

Sam headed back inside the building and looked for Theo who hissed, holding his cut side in pain. "You still with us, Raeken?", she asked, walking up to him.

He scoffed. "Last name basis, now?" She rolled her eyes, crouching near him. "Just tell me you wanna get killed first and I'll hand you to the beast if it'll make you feel better.", she says, sarcastically.

He grunted, trying to sit up on the wall. "Lemme see.", Sam said, reluctantly.

He looked at her before removing his bloody hand, showing her a gash. She grimaced and hovered her glowing hand above his wound, helping him heal.

He watched in astonishment once she finished, feeling sore in her own side before feeling the pain subside.

He looked up at her as she looked at him with a frown. "That's what you've been missing out on. If you played nice, you'd probably learn more about me than you do now.", she said, standing up.

Theo looked down before getting up. She turned away from him, ready to walk away. "We just...", she sighed. She paused. "I just wish you did better.", she says, before turning around to face him.

"We probably need you on our team more than you need us. But that doesn't make you boss. That just makes you a part of the pack. If you used your abilities the right way instead of just using them for being an overlord or whatever you were gonna call yourself.", Sam said then left the Raeken boy.

"Sam!", Scott called. She ran up to him, pausing as she caught Tracy. "Shit."

"So, you're alive.", Tracy frowned.

"Guess electricity doesn't knock you out for long, huh?", Sam scoffed and ran after Scott who rushed over to Liam.

Scott and Liam picked up the Surgeon and looked at Sam. "Is he…?", she grimaced.

"He's still alive.", Scott nodded. "We're taking him to Deaton."

Sam nodded, following Scott and Liam to the Animal Clinic.

The Surgeon was laid out on the table and the pack surrounded him. Deaton looked over the doctor, examining the head while Scott and Stiles stood on the one side as Liam and Sam stood on the opposite side.

"Can you keep him alive?" Scott questioned Deaton. "I'm not sure he technically is alive." Deaton said.

"Screw keeping him alive.", Liam uttered. "How do we get him to talk?"

"Personally, I don't think we utilize torture nearly enough.", Stiles retorted. "Stiles.", Sam warned with raised eyebrows.

Stiles let out a small huff. 

"Wait. Did you hear that?", Liam asked and they looked at him before the older werewolves began to hear a ringing in their ears that got louder.

Sam covered her ears. "What's going on?", Stiles asked, confused. The ringing got deafeningly and painfully louder, causing Sam to drop to a knee. What the hell was this noise??

"It's Sebastien.", Scott whispered. "He's calling out to–"

Sam let out a loud, painful yell and the Surgeon shot up on the table, emitting his frequency. Everyone had their ears covered from the loud noises.

The tables rattled and the floor shook as the Surgeon jumped off the table, standing up and headed for the door. Liam uncovered his ears, instantly chasing after the doctor.

"Liam, wait!", Scott yelled and Sam reached for Liam but the Surgeon whipped his hand back that created a force wave and Liam flew back into Sam.

They both covered their ears, thrashing on the floor as the surgeon escaped.

As the noise decreased, Stiles ran to Sam and took her in his arms, as she groaned. "You okay?", Stiles asked.

Sam let out a panting sigh. "I hate those doctors."

"The cane.", Scott whispered.

"They got the cane.", Liam said. "What?", Stiles frowned as well as Sam.

"The pike was the cane that he had and Argent and Gerard took it.", Scott stated.

Sam got up. "Then that means that Sebastien wants it and he's gonna track it down."

With that, Scott starting looking through Mason's files. "Maybe there's something in here. Something about how he was a Genetic Chimera."

"Mason had a vanishing twin.", Deaton nodded.

"Now we've got a vanishing Mason.", Stiles complained.

Liam shrugged. "What does that have to do with him turning into a 250-year-old French guy? How does that even happen?"

"A vanishing twin?", Sam asked. "He ate his twin.", Deaton summed. Sam grimaced.

God.

"Scott might have something.", Deaton said. "Mason's twin wasn't entirely gone. That's what made him a Genetic Chimera."

"The DNA was still there.", Scott said in realization.

"Metaphorically speaking, the DNA of Mason could still be inside Sebastien as well."

"How?" Stiles furrowed his brow.

"Energy.", Sam suggested.

"Sam's right. Life is energy. Energy doesn't just disappear. The Dread Doctors may have found a way to break the rules of the supernatural world but there are some rules that simply won't break.", Deaton explained.

"So Mason can't just be gone?", Liam asked.

"Somewhere in Sebastien he has to still exist in some form. A spark of energy, a flicker of memory."

Stiles picked up the Surgeon's mask, eyeing it. "Hang on... Liam, you said Mason said something right before he turned."

"Yeah.", Liam said. "He said, 'That's not my name'.", Sam said.

"That's what they wanted. They wanted Sebastien to remember his name.", Liam nodded.

Scott nodded. "He finally remembered his name."

"Damnatio Memoriae.", Stiles said.

"That was enough for them.", Sam said. "We called him Mason. Kept calling him Mason and he just… he wasn't having it."

Deaton looked at Scott. "Scott, you know the myth of what happens when you call a werewolf by its given name?"

"It turns back to human."

"What does that mean?", Liam asked. "Someone can just walk up to the Beast, yell Mason's name and turn him back?"

"Not just someone..."

"It's gotta be Lydia.", Sam said.

Stiles nodded. "We'll get her."

The teen split up, and Sam went after the Surgeon. She managed to sense where the doctor was and saw a man's head instead.

She walked up to it to see a ghostly pale, clammy face that had indents of old stitches in it. She gave it a nudge with her foot, causing the one good eye to look up at her.

"The beast…. has been created.", he rasped. 

Sam frowned. "What was the purpose? What were you trying to gain from this?"

The man took in a raspy breath. "I…." Black blood dripped out of his mouth. His death was approaching. "I owed a friend a favor."

She tilted her head in confusion before letting out a soft breath of realization. "You're Marcel."

The surgeon nodded. Sam shook her head. "You brought him back. Why?" The man hadn't answered. "How do we stop him from hurting anyone else? He's uncontrollable.", Sam pressed.

"You can defeat him…with the pike.", he answered. "Just as the banshee must wield her scream..and the hellhound wields its fire." As he gave a final sigh, he finally died.

Sam walked away heading for the police station. In the sheriff's office, sebastien sat in front of sheriff stilinski's desk and the sheriff put away his phone after getting Stiles' messages, explaining the problems. The older Stilinski looked at Sebastien. "You're looking for one of the argents?"

Sebastien looked at him with amused eyes. "You seem to know who I am. That means you know what I'm capable of."

"I've got some experience.", the sheriff agreed.

"Your weapons may be more sophisticated than the arrows and the bullets of my time, but they still won't kill me.", Sebastien determined.

The sheriff reached into his holster, took out his gun and sat it down on his desk as he stared at Sebastien, certain of himself. "I'm pretty sure a nine millimeter beretta will do more damage than an 18th century musket."

Sebastien set his jaw, eyeing the gun before looking at the sheriff. "Are you certain? I can walk out of this place with my hands clean. Or, I can walk out with them drenched in blood.", he said, with raised eyebrows. "Your choice."

Sebastien stood up and the sheriff did as well, preparing for any attack.

The deputy outside the office noticed the commotion and busted in the office. "Sir?", the deputy looked at her supervisor.

"Clarke, don't." Sheriff held his hand up to stop her. Sebastien glared at Clarke and she glared at him. "Stop where you are."

His eyes immediately illuminated in a blue light and his fangs protruded from his lips. "Let him go.", the sheriff ordered but the deputy whipped out her gun, aiming at Sebastien, making him let out a growl as he pounced at her. Both authorities shot off their guns.

Lydia, who was already at the sheriff's office, heard the guns go off, fearing what was to come. Lydia left the room she stayed in and watched as Sebastien turned towards her and growled. He ran over, ready to strike his long claws into her throat.

Before he could harm her any deeper, Lydia let out her best screech, making him stumble back. She raised her hands, pushing the force of her scream to make him fly back into the wall.

Hayden arrived and saw his form, making her step away in fear. Sebastien glanced down at his claws, seeing Lydia's blood on them and looked up at her to see her holding her bloody neck. Lydia's eyes fluttered as she dropped to her knees. 

His eyes then roamed up to Hayden and he stood, huffing. "Hayden. Your name is Hayden." Before he could attack anyone else, Sam busted in the sheriff's office, partially shifted as she let out a growl.

She looked to see a bloody Lydia and knelt down to her. "Hey. Hey!", she carried Lydia into her arms as she glanced at Sebastien who took Hayden. "Shit."

"Sam.", the girl looked up to see the sheriff. "We gotta get her to the hospital." Sam nodded and carried her out to the van.

On the way to the hospital, Sam made sure to heal anything that could fatally kill Lydia before arriving. At least, she'd be able to get some rest.

Sam helped Lydia out of the van and into the hospital, coming straight for Melissa. "We need help! It's Lydia."

The woman got more nurses to help Lydia onto a stretcher and into a room. "What happened?", Melissa asked Sam. Sam sighed. "The usual."

Scott, Stiles, and Liam had arrived at the hospital, and Melissa gave a rundown of Lydia's condition.

After that, Scott, Sam and Liam waited out in the hall while Stiles stayed with Lydia. "Is she okay?", Liam asked. "She's gonna be fine, but... She can't really talk.", Scott said.

Liam nodded. "Then it's over, isn't it?" He frowned, growing upset. "There's nothing we can do to save him."

Sam looked at the boy sadly. "Liam…"

Scott picked up his phone, receiving multiple voicemails from Kira and walked away to listen to them. Liam sighed sadly. They were running out of time and he was gradually losing his friend.

It hurt.

Sam looked at the boy and brought him into a hug. "I'm sorry. I wish we had more time to get him.", she mumbled. He hugged her back. "I just… I wish I knew earlier."

Sam pulled away to look at him. "Hey, there's nothing you could've done. You weren't even supposed to be dragged into supernatural things. You're still new to this, there's just some things you might not know or not be prepared for. But we got you anyways.", she reassured.

Liam looked down. "Scott… Scott told me you revived someone. Could you do that in case we do lose Mason? In case… I do?", he asked.

Sam frowned sadly. "It only works if I take someone's life. I was only able to revive him because I helped kill the Nogitsune. It would've probably worked if I had killed Kate, but I couldn't. It's not always easy. Trust me."

She put a hand on his shoulder, making him look at her. "We're gonna get this done. We'll save Mason. Okay?" Liam sighed and nodded before being brought into another hug.

They pulled away once Scott came back. "C'mon."

Liam and Sam looked confused. "Why?"

"Because I've got an idea. And because this isn't over.", he determined and his betas followed after him, entering Lydia's room.

Scott pulled his mom aside to talk to her and Sam went over to Stiles. "How's she doing?", she asked. "She's stable. Scott's mom said she got lucky."

Sam nodded.

Scott had told them his plan and his pack nodded. Liam and Scott helped Lydia sit up as Melissa walked over to her. "Lydia, this is gonna have to be just between us, because I could get fired for it."

Melissa took out a syringe filled with a liquid.

"It's a cortisone shot. It's gonna bring the inflammation down," Scott stated as his mom took off the cap to reveal the huge needle.

Scott's betas instantly tensed up, getting nervous themselves, while Lydia weakly nodded, taking out her arm from under the covers. "Not there.", Melissa said and reached for the bandage patch that was on Lydia's neck. She peels back the one top part and Lydia groans in pain.

Stiles nodded. "Oh, yeah, okay, I'm gonna need to leave."

"You're not going anywhere.", Melissa instructed. "Hold her hand."

"Okay, fine." He huffed. "I'm not leaving, but I still might faint.", he complained. 

Melissa took a breath. "Okay. Here we go." She aimed the needle to her neck and before she could insert it, they paused at the sound of a thud.

They turned around and saw that Liam had passed out. Sam shook her head and picked him up as Melissa continued.

After everything settled and got Lydia dressed up, they quickly left the hospital. "Okay. I'll get Malia. Text me when you find Parrish.", Stiles said, getting ready to go.

"Hold on.", Scott stopped him and reached into his pocket, handing Stiles a brown paper bag.

"What is this?", Stiles asked, confused.

"Something I've been working on for a while. Just make sure Malia gets it.", Scott said.

Stiles nodded. "Is it plan B?"

"It was plan A."

"Plan A never works.", Stiles frowned.

"This is gonna work.", Sam said, making the boys look at her. "It has to. We haven't exactly failed before. We're gonna finish this."

Scott nodded and left with Liam and Lydia. Stiles and Sam arrived at the house, and hopped out of the Jeep, running up to the front of the house.

Stiles quickly swung the door open and stopped, making Sam frown and look over his shoulder.

Malia was standing on the staircase with her fangs bared while her mother was on the opposite side, pointing her gun directly at Stiles and Sam. "Ah, damn.", Stiles mumbled, shaking his head.

Before the bullet could hit either of the two, Sam put up a barrier and pushed it toward the woman. Sam huffed and looked around, her eyes catching Malia. "You okay?", she asked. Malia nodded.

"Yeah– look out!", Stiles takes Sam in his arms, ducking her out of the way as Corrine attacks Malia.

They ducked as Malia groaned, clattering on the glass coffee table, causing it to shatter.

Corinne threw Malia into the wall, and glared at her. Sam and Stiles watched as Corinne turned towards them, grinning. "You should've brought your bat.", Sam muttered, and shifted, growling at the woman.

"Hm. You're new.", Corrine said, turning to attack Sam. Before she could, Stiles moved in front of Sam, ready to send a punch to the woman. "No, you don't!"

Corrine dodged and backhanded him onto the floor, landing him in the shards of glass from the coffee table. "Stiles!", Sam exclaimed, not seeing him move.

Sam let out a loud growl, bringing the woman's shadow toward her before sending a punch in the woman's face, slamming her back against the wall next to Malia.

Stiles rolled over coughing and Sam rushed to him. "Hey.", she called, helping him on his back. Her eyes widened at the large glass shard in his shoulder. His blood was spreading fast. "Shit.", she muttered. He groaned. "Just get the talons.", Stiles said.

They jumped at the sound of a gunshot and saw Malia holding her bloodied shoulder as her mother aimed a pistol at her and continued to shoot.

Sam hurriedly got the talons, and looked at Malia. "Malia, catch!", Sam called, gaining the werecoyote's attention and threw the talons to her. Malia hurriedly caught the talons and put them onto her palm.

Her mother stormed over to her and plunged her claws into the girl's stomach as her eyes brightened blue.

Malia groaned, clenching her jaw tightly. "I want my power back!" Her mother growled.

Malia put the claws on and let the jar fall to the floor. Malia growled back and plunged her own claws into her mother's stomach, making the talons illuminate a pale blue color. Malia huffed as her blue eyes brightened more than before. "I want my family back.", she declared. 

Corinne gasped, her glowing eyes dimmed as Malia removed her from the talons, making her stumble back. Braeden rushed behind her, and before Corrine could run, Braeden brought the butt of her shotgun and slammed it in her face, knocking her out.

Sam let out a sigh and gave Braeden a nod. 

"Can someone please come and take this gigantic shard of glass out of my chest? Please?", Stiles said, making Sam chuckle and kneel down to him. 

Sam placed a hand on his unharmed shoulder and looked at him as she reached for the shard. "Take a deep breath."

"On three.", Stiles said hurriedly. Sam rolled her eyes. "One."

"Two." Stiles let out a loud yell as Sam yanked it out. She hurriedly healed him as he whined. "We were supposed to go three.", he frowned.

Sam shook her head, helping him up.

After leaving the house, Sam, Stiles, Braeden and Malia were notified that the beast was finally taken care of and Theo was taken to hell by his dead sister who Kira revived.

"Dammit, I wish I could've seen that!", Sam complained. "You're so weird!", Stiles exclaimed as he drove them home.

[bonniebird]

Rebekah Mikaelson x Theo Raeken x Reader  

Requested by @nervousfandom​

December event

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Rebekah fetched you and Theo at four in the morning. She had said you were both late. However, neither of you recalled a time being arranged for your holiday preparation day. And neither of you would have agreed to get up so early.

But an hour later you were both sleepily sitting in one of the large rooms in the Mikaelson house that Rebekah had taken over for her preparation day. Rebekah must have been up for hours because there were two large piles of gifts in massive cardboard boxes that had your names on them.

“Ok. (Y/N) you take Hayley, Cami and Hopes gifts. Theo, you take Klaus and Kols. I’ll wrap Elijah's, he's a particular snob when it comes to gifts being wrapped well.” Rebekah said. While Rebekah had the fancy thick version of the wrapping paper, the kind with measuring squares on the back so you knew exactly how much to cut as you glided the scissors through, you noticed that you and Theo had identical roles only they were much thinner and probably cheaper. No doubt due to Rebekah’s uncertainty that either of you could wrap anything at her standard. 

While you managed to wrap your gifts rather well and after an hour and a half your pile was halfway through, Theo was still on his first few gifts. You showed yours to Rebekah once each was done, she added a few ribbons and added it to the correct box if it was approved. If not it was sent back to be wrapped again.

“Hey! Don’t steal my wrapping paper!” You complained. Theo rolled his eyes as he looked at you. He had sticky tape in his hair and stuck to the arms of his jumper. There were small scrunched balls of wrapping paper and some torn bits scattered around him. 

“I ran out.” He grumbled as he tried to wrap a large gift and found that the bit left from the tube of paper he took from you wasn’t big enough.

“You ran out. We had fifteen tubes each. How did you run out?” You said and chuckled slightly.

“Because wrapping is hard now give me another tube. This one’s really big and hard to wrap.” He said and snatched at one next to you.

"Rebekah. Make Theo stop wasting my wrapping paper or I hit them with the tube." You complained. Rebekah looked up from the gift that she was wrapping carefully. The last of hers that she had to wrap. 

“Maybe you should just stick the little bows on the gifts for me instead?” Rebekah said as she looked over at him and saw several rolls worth of paper strewn everywhere. 

“I can do this! It’s just wrapping.” Theo said as he accidentally ripped the bit of paper he’d been using to wrap the large gift. “Where are the bows?” He asked in defeat. Rebekah patted the floor next to her and they went through each gift adding bows and ribbons she hadn’t gotten to you. You joined them once you were done.

“My god it looks like christmas threw up in here!” Kol said as he passed by the room towards the end of the day and looked around. 

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Theo tags:

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