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Snippet Sunday

Tagged by dear friend and buddy @nightshade-emrys

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Theo closed the door to his apartment, falling backwards against it and sliding to the floor. It was a dramatic gesture but it felt fitting to physically sink to the ground when that's exactly how he felt on the inside; sinking. Falling. Crashing. Burning.

What the hell was he thinking? Agreeing to be in a fake relationship with Scott, hell, suggesting it. Was he fucking stupid? What did he think was gonna happen when he played pretend getting everything he wanted? That it wouldn’t affect him at all? That if he was just self-aware enough he’d be immune to his own pathetic, lovesick brain chemistry? Idiot.

Admitting defeat wasn’t something that came easy to Theo, but defeated he was. More than just his pride was hurting and he’d take another eight years on the Dread Doctors’ table over another second of this.

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From a WIP that's haunting me, enjoy a sprinkle of my fake dating sceo

@fruchtfliege @el-viruss @okay-but-could-we-not @thiamsxbitch @opheliathiams @haven-of-dusk

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What are your Sceo fics in the works, if you're up for sharing?

Absolutely! I have two main pieces that I’m working on currently, both post canon and set a few years down the road. (I’m a sucker for post canon, future fics because they allow me to explore what characters would look like a little older and, hopefully, a little wiser.)

i wish you’d live like you’re made of glass : Theo Raeken doesn’t deserve good things. Especially not when they come in the form of Scott McCall.

Classic martyr Theo in this one. He’s gone through bardo, he’s come out alive (if you can even call it that) and he’s put in the work to become a better person. He survived Monroe and the anuk-ite, and his new found feelings for a certain true alpha. But of course, because it’s Beacon Hills, and I love to watch our favorite chimera suffer, he gets kidnapped (again) but this time with Scott. Long story short—he dies, comes back and has a long over due conversation with one Scott McCall.

The Everything of Everything: At 25, Theo adopts a cat. He blames her for this mess he’s in. Alternatively: Theo takes his daughter to the vet and runs into Scott McCall…who he hasn’t seen in nearly seven years.

This one is all about good feels and a whole lot of love. Nothing but happiness here.

Basically, it’s been six years since Theo moved to LA. He has a life now, with an auto shop to run, a herb garden to maintain and a newly adopted kitten who needs to get all of her shots…except he isn’t expecting to run into anyone he knows, especially not Scott McCall, who just so happens to run the veterinary clinic near his apartment.

++ honorary mention of a Sceo fic I already have posted to my AO3 if you want to read it!!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/63277984

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One more step. Theo can take one more step. Sure, the pain in his arm is making his head buzz, but what's a few more steps? Just a few more towards his truck. He can even see it from where he is.

It's not that far away.

So why does he feel like it's getting further and further away from him?

(Oh, you know, just the delirium.)

His arm hurts, his head hurts, his face hurts. Theo's whole body feels sore and untouchable. If he could, he wouldn't even let his clothes touch his skin right now, but he doesn't think he can shift right now (not in this headspace since he prefers to be more level headed).

"Theo?"

The chimera snaps his head up from where he was staring at the ground, head feeling so heavy that he didn't lift it.

What in the actual hell was Scott doing here?

Scott was standing in front of Theo's truck in clothes that looked like maybe his pajamas. Like maybe he had just woken up and came straight here. The chimera didn't see his bike anywhere, so the alpha must have walked all the way here (more like ran...).

"Woah, Theo, you're bleeding," Scott says, stepping forward and grabbing both of Theo's forearms.

"Mm-hmm," was all Theo could get past his lips in the state he was in.

The warmth of Scott's fingers on his skin and just knowing his alpha was there soothed Theo. To the point that his legs turned to mush and he slumped forward onto Scott.

"Woah, woah, woah," the alpha panicks, quickly wrapping his arms more securely around the chimera.

It's terrifyingly easy for Scott to keep up Theo's weight, no sign of straining just yet in his posture.

Because they're so close to Theo's truck, it doesn't take long for Scott to gently manhandle Theo into the passenger seat.

"Pocket..." Theo rasps.

It kinda hurts to even talk (he was screaming so much in that basement), but Scott seems to get the message that the truck keys are in his pocket. The alpha reaches into his jean pocket and carefully extracts the object.

Once they're in his palm, Scott grabs the seat belt and crosses it over Theo's body before clicking it into place. His hand lingers on the seat belt for a moment too much.

Theo's eyes are almost closed, so he can only see a sliver of his surroundings. He doesn't really see Scott's face, only his hands. But Scott's hands are hovering over his, as if he's unsure if he can touch him or check over him.

Or maybe take his pain.

In the time that Theo has been somewhat part of the McCall pack (a few members deem Theo as part of it, like the puppy pack, while others see him as more of an ally. Theo isn't sure which group Scott resides, but it doesn't stop the chimera from referring to Scott as his alpha — only in his mind, though, never out loud), he rarely lets anyone touch him. Liam tends to touch him the most, but it's because they've grown rather close in the past few years.

They're each other's anchors at the end of the day, and with Theo living at the Dunbar-Geyer's house (even when Liam is at college), it feels more and more that they're like family.

Besides Liam, it's so very rare for anyone to touch him.

A huge reason is because Theo isn't used to someone wanting to touch him without hurting him. But another reason is Theo doesn't believe anyone from the McCall pack owes him anything. They don't owe him a touch to take away his pain. They don't owe him a friendly touch, signaling that they care about him. Not after what he did.

Even though Scott must know that Theo is iffy about touch, he grabs his wrist. He feels the pain leak out of him slowly. His mind looses some of the buzzing.

Theo can't help but sigh in relief.

After Scott took some more pain away, he lets go and hurriedly closes the passenger door before sliding into the driver's side after going around.

"I'm going to take you to my house, okay? I know you live with Liam, but I want to make sure you're okay first," the alpha announced as he started driving Theo's truck.

(This is quite the feat for someone else to drive Theo's car. He honestly hates driving, but it's his truck. It's where he used to live and sleep in and try to feel some sort of comfort in. His truck is something irrevocably his own. Letting Scott drive doesn't raise any alarm bells. If anything, Theo sinks into his seat knowing he can trust the alpha to get them somewhere safe.)

All Theo does is hum before closing his eyes.

Gentle hands guided Theo to the living room couch and pushed him down to sit on the comfortable cushions. A lot of Theo felt tired and ready to lay down, but in the back of his mind, he also felt safe. It's similar to how he feels at Liam's house. Knowing there was someone in close vicinity that would protect him and care for him. Not because they had to, but because they actually wanted to.

Scott's house makes him feel the same way.

Theo opened his eyes to see Scott kneeled down in front of him. His eyes look worried, they're darting around his face and the rest of his body; his gaze hardens when he spots the blood-soaked spots of his shirt and jeans.

But, it takes a few minutes for Scott to see the marks around his neck. The chimera had his head so lowered that his neck wasn't really visible, but when Scott delicately lifts his chin with his fingers, he gasps.

Scott doesn't dare try to touch his neck, but his eyes roam all around.

"How did you get away?"

He has to swallow before he answers his alpha. Theo's voice is shaky as he speaks, "They didn't tie the rope correctly. The more I struggled, the looser it got."

The chimera feels weak beneath his alpha's gaze. It's not frequently where Theo gets hurt this badly by hunters, so his pride is in definite need of soothing. Theo tries to be an ally of the McCall pack where Scott can believe that Theo can handle anything. That he is someone to rely on. It's something Theo tries to project because if he can't have Scott the way he wants, he at least wants to be seen as useful.

It's quiet as Theo watches Scott lower his head and breathe in deeply. Anger and guilt swirl around the room with so much pressure that Theo wants to whine, try to get Scott's attention away from whatever thoughts are clouding his brain and causing such strong feelings (Theo doesn't put two and two together to understand that Scott is angry because someone hurt him).

"How did you find me?"

It's something that's been on his mind this whole time. When he first saw Scott, he couldn't believe it. That Scott was right in front of his eyes when he needed him most.

"Instinct, I think. I just felt that I had to be there," Scott answers cryptically. "I'm glad I was. If I wasn't there—"

The alpha doesn't finish his sentence before he cuts himself off. His jaw is clenched tightly, so tightly Theo can see it.

It makes the chimera want to smooth it all way with his fingertips.

Scott physically shakes himself before he relaxes, letting his soft gaze focus once more on Theo. He takes a few more breaths before speaking. "Can I wipe your face? Before you take a shower?"

The chimera bites his lip and stays quiet for a moment. Having Scott's absolute and complete attention on him while he's cleaning his face makes him nervous. It makes him flustered. Scott isn't even touching him, and Theo feels as if he's sweating (maybe that's not just from Scott... and maybe it has to do with how exhausted Theo is but alright...).

His pulse may be fluttering; he can't quite tell because he's just too bone tired to try to keep it under control. Loosing control is something he hates to do, but he'll let it go just for now. Just until he's slightly better when it doesn't feel as if he could sink to the ground.

He's been quiet for too long.

"Sure," Theo manages to croak out. His neck hurts, hurts, hurts.

"Okay," Scott breathes out before quickly getting a washcloth. It's a pretty fuzzy cloth when Scott presses it against his cheek. The material is also damp with warm water, and Theo cannot help but close his eyes again.

Theo feels as if he can trust Scott enough to close his eyes even when sometimes he doesn't sleep for a few days besides a couple hours of sleep because of how paranoid he is.

But with Scott, the chimera knows, absolutely knows, he can relax in his presence.

The alpha moves from his cheek to his chin and then to the other side of his face (at this point, Theo is leaning forward, almost falling against Scott's chest).

The motions are almost soothing even though there's tiny cuts across his face from when Theo was running through the woods. He didn't want to risk using his eyes to alert any hunters his locations. The yellow glow would give him away instantly in the dark forest. Low tree branches smacked him in the face as he ran.

He remembers it stinging a lot, but Theo didn't have the luxury to stop. All he could do, the only choice he had, was to keep running despite the pain.

"All done," Scott murmurs, voice low. "Let's get you to my bed. I need to make some calls to Argent and Stilinski, but you need to shower and then sleep."

Before he knows it, Theo spouts out a question, "You'll sleep with me in your bed, right?"

It's too late to take it back... but Theo, deep down in the cracks of his heart and chest, wouldn't want to. This is something he's been craving for, longing for: Scott.

"Um, I mean — I was going to sleep on the floor," Scott stutters his way through his reply.

Theo shakes his head. "Don't. Please. I'll feel... better with you close."

"Okay, yeah, I can do that," the alpha breathed.

All Theo does is nod once before slowly heading towards the stairs to go take that relaxing shower he knows will do loads to help him feel better.

Before he can get far, Scott calls out to him, voice a little rough, "You'll be safe here, Theo. I'll keep you safe."

"I know," Theo instantly replies.

Because Theo does know Scott can and will be able to keep him safe. In all honesty, Theo has been the one constant person that has kept himself safe, mostly out of harms way (not all the time, but you get the point). He's had to do everything in his power to make sure he makes it day after day.

But, Theo has been trying to learn that he can't do it all alone. There will be people, like Scott, who want to help and who can help him make it through the day.

With Scott, it's not solely the physical attributes of him being a True Alpha that make Theo feel secure, but also his presence.

Pretty much, everything about Scott.

It feels nice to have him close, within arms reach.

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It was the night after they defeated Monroe, which was as annoying as one would imagine. She didn't go down without a fight, her hunters threw everything they had against them, but it wasn't enough.

Even till her last breath, Monroe taunted them, taunted them all. Every single werewolf, supernatural creature, and human that was allies with Scott or part of the McCall pack.

"You'll never get people, real humans, to ever not be scared of you. Of what you can do. Of who you can harm," Monroe choked on her blood, the red substance (shiny, so shiny) spilling out of her mouth in streams. "You'll always be monsters. And whoever helps you, protects you, is just as bad." It wasn't long after her speech did she slump to the ground after leaning against the wall. Her eyes grew dark and hollow. Nothing inside them. Not even the anger and disgust she always has toward them.

Thinking back on it, Scott believes Monroe had a semblance of truth to her words. Even if she was the one dead with a bullet in her stomach, but it didn't mean she was entirely correct. There would be people afraid of them, but there would also be people who would need their help and see them for the protectors they really are.

He hopes so at least.

And he'll never stop hoping. Not in this.

Everyone was piled up at the McCall house, and nobody really cared how squished together they are. Maybe Theo cared, but he was sandwiched between Liam and Brett with Mason and Corey on the floor of the living room, resting their backs against whichever supernatural creature was behind them.

"I'm going to get something to drink," Theo announced, "You guys want anything?"

The other boy's listed off their drink of choice to Theo who nodded before extracting himself from his spot.

Scott paid close attention to Theo walking to the kitchen, deciding to follow the chimera. There was something he needed to say to him, something tugging on his mind.

When Scott walked in shortly after Theo, he blocked off the doorway with his body. He knew that if he wanted to talk to Theo, the chimera might try to bolt out of the vicinity (which has happened before).

It was subtle, but Scott saw Theo tense at his arrival. His shoulders became stiff, and he closed the refrigerator door. He didn't turn around yet but Scott waited.

The alpha watched as Theo turned around with a carefully placed expression on his face. No matter what, Theo had a hard time letting go of his chemosignals and his heartbeat. His breathing always stayed calm, something that Scott may or may not be a little jealous of his ability to keep a calm exterior even if it wasn't true to what was being felt inside his mind and heart.

"Theo," Scott said, smiling to quell any suspicion Theo may have of him (let's be real; it probably was only making matters worse considering Theo didn't understand why Scott would be nice to him). "I want to talk to you. Let's go outside?"

It wasn't a question, but it also wasn't necessarily a command. Something in between. At least, Scott hoped so. He really wanted to have this talk with the chimera, but not in an authoritative attitude. He wanted it to be more of an equal-upon-equal talk in a way (he was shooting for the stars. It would take a while for Theo consider himself on equal footing with Scott or the rest of the pack).

All the chimera did was nod once, but it made Scott sag a little in relief. He turned sideways to let Theo go first, and, to ensure Theo wouldn't run, he put his hand on the small of Theo's back to guide him to the sliding doors that led to the backyard.

(If Theo shivered at the touch, only the two of them felt it. Something like a secret just for them.)

The chilly air was felt as soon as they both stepped outside. For Scott, it didn't do much to affect the everlasting warm body he always had due to him being a werewolf. On the other hand, Theo was a chimera who didn't do as well in cold temperatures.

"This won't take long," Scott said, turning to Theo so they stood facing each other.

"Okay," Theo replied. He seemed tense again, no longer having a relaxed posture that Scott's touch gave him.

Scott's brain dinged at this, making sure to keep note of it and maybe do something about it after this conversation.

"So, I wanted to talk about how much you've helped with the war against Monroe. And even before that with the Ghost Riders." The alpha wanted to start off simple, nothing too strenuous for the two of them. Even his tone reflected softness, trying to keep quiet so that it would be harder for anyone else to hear. This was for Theo's ears only.

"You don't have to," shrugged the chimera. But this wasn't a shrugging matter to Scott.

This was Theo actively protecting the rest of Scott's pack when he couldn't be in more than one place at once. This was Theo being another shoulder for the puppy pack to rely on and know they were safe and had a fighting chance against anything with Theo besides them.

This was Theo doing something good for someone other than himself.

This was Theo being good.

His heart swelled at his thoughts. It wasn't about dwelling on Theo's past mistakes, past killings. They just went through a war, and Scott was tired of having enemies. Tired of how messed up the universe was for allowing any of this to happen in the first place.

He wanted to believe people could change, especially Theo. Scott's and Stiles' friend from 4th grade who never quite looked healthy. Who always had some type of bruise on his body from his father. Who was just a kid who got kidnapped and manipulated for someone else's goal.

And Scott believes Theo has changed. That his second chance out of his own personal hell was warranted. That Liam didn't make a mistake letting out someone who murdered him and hurt other members of his pack.

"Why did you help us, Theo?"

It almost seemed like Theo flinched at the question from Scott.

"Were you just trying to become part of the pack?"

This time, with this specific question, Theo did a full body flinch. His eyes widened, and a brief flash of hurt fell over his features. It pained Scott to ask because he knew it wasn't like that for Theo. But he wanted it to be said. From Theo's own lips.

"You know that's not why I stayed and helped," Theo gritted out. He crossed his arms over his chest in deflection.

"Then tell me why," Scott pleaded, stepping a bit closer, wanting to be closer to the chimera.

"Because—" Theo pushed his fingers through his hair, messing it up (but still making him look attractive if Scott can think such a thing during this emotional time) "Because I started to care about you guys. Liam really wormed his way into who I cared about, and then so did everyone else. Especially you."

Theo looked up into Scott's eyes, almost as if he was pleading or begging for Scott to believe him.

"The thought of being in your pack didn't cross my mind. Not because I didn't want to be apart of it, but because I knew you'd never accept me. But that didn't mean I wouldn't try my best to save Liam or you or the others," the chimera finished speaking.

Once again, Scott stepped closer. So close that Theo had no choice but to tilt his head up to look into Scott's eyes. It gave the alpha a rush. They had never been this close before. Not like this, at least.

The air felt different. Charged in a way.

He could count the number of eyelashes Theo had. The number of moles across his face. The number of freckles he had dotting his cheeks.

Of course, Theo was beautiful. He always has been. When Scott saw him again after so many years, he felt drawn to the other boy.

But now, it was different.

Theo wasn't pretending anymore. He wasn't putting up a facade for everyone. Even if he didn't willingly share his heartbeat or his chemosignals, it wasn't to hide anything malicious. It was just something engraved in Theo, and he felt more comfortable doing something he's always done.

"I believe you," the alpha whispered in between the small space.

When those words were uttered, the alpha saw Theo shudder and flutter his eyes closed. "Scott..." he whispered (longing to press his lips against the alpha's, scattering them all across his face if only Scott would let him).

The alpha hummed and pressed closer, chest brushing against Theo's. He tilted his head to the side, nudging his nose against the chimera's who let him.

When their lips pressed against each other's, Scott sighed into it. It felt so right to feel Theo's smooth mouth against his, moving along with the speed Scott set.

The trust and wanting from the chimera lit a fire deep inside Scott.

Yeah, they'd be okay. Scott will convince Theo he part of his pack and that he wants him with every fiber of his being.

(Theo will believe Scott soon.)

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theo raeken - man made

you begged for power & power responded you got the worst thing of all — everything you fucking wanted

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2 weeks to Scott Appreciation 2025!

Just 14 days before Scott McCall Appreciation Week begins, running June 22-28, 2025! To participate, simply make something about Scott and tag it with #ScottMcCallWeek25, or mention us @scottappreciation. Gen works, all Scott ships, and all types of content (fics, edits, art, playlists, gifs, etc.) are welcome. We have included some suggested prompts below, and look forward to enjoying everything you create!

All fics must be Scott-centric and Scott-positive. Scott does not need to be the POV character, but the primary focus of the fic should be Scott’s emotions/interests/needs/etc.

WRITING PROMPTS:

Day One - Only If You Don't Learn: - Throughout the show, we see Scott defy uninformed traditions and prejudices time and again, whether it's through turning his enemies into friends, becoming a true Alpha, or refusing to give up on seemingly lost causes.

Day Two - I Think It's My Fault: Scott internalizes guilt so severely he keeps his wounds from healing and nearly dies from it—but when does that start? How does it affect him? What do his friends do in response?

Day Three - That Looks Kind of Important: Scott's only human, and today, that means play! What does Scott do to unwind? Practice lacrosse with Liam or run with Hayden? Play pranks on Stiles or Kira? Mess around on the guitar? Discuss!

Day Four - I Had A Plan, Too: As Peter Hale said in s1, not all teenagers are as smart as Scott! Scott's planning and alliance-making saves the day in multiple seasons, in big moments or quiet realizations. Use today to explore the way Scott thinks!

Day Five - I Made First Line: Let's talk ambition! What do Scott's hopes and dreams look like, whether it's in academia, relationships, lacrosse, or career? How did he react to getting into UC Davis? What did it take to move out of Beacon Hills? How did he defeat Monroe?

Day Six - It Doesn’t Look Like a Demon to Me: What does it mean to love so much you burn it into your arm? To keep safe the tail of someone you may never see? And how does Scott feel loved in return? This prompt is for exploring everything about Scott's relationship with love and lovers!

Day Seven - Dealer's choice: Free day!

Visual prompts & alternates under the cut

VISUAL PROMPTS:

Day One: Quotes/Poetry/Lyric

Day Two: 3b

Day Three: Synecdoche 

Day Four: Power 

Day Five: Style 

Day Six: Eyes

Day Seven: Dealer’s choice

ALTERNATE:

You Have No Idea What I Can Do: Anything set in or around 3b! Does the shadow wolf ever stop haunting him? How does he process his father's encroachment on his life? Is being an alpha feel different than being a beta? All of 3b's fair game!

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every theo raeken scene: 22/?

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I started writing this in the middle of the night a couple weeks ago when I was dealing with insomnia out of the blue, and then I never really… wrote more of it and forgot where I was going. So here I’ll just post it here:

Scott McCall was many things. A true Alpha, someone who didn't kill to get his position in a pack that for a long time didn't have any other werewolves but himself. A good athlete who could have gone pro, but on a scholarship for lacrosse, decided to go to his dream vet school. A good friend, a good person.

He wasn't selfless, despite the many people who would say it.

It was said when he stayed behind when all of his friends left, the last guardian of Beacon Hills, when he broke up with Malia because he didn't want to be what held her back from discovering whatever it was that was out there for her. (Tho, he didn't even know if he had ever loved her, or if he had just been lonely enough at the time to say yes.)

It was said every time he'd tried to sacrifice himself. Every moment he jumped into the battle. Every time he worked a double shift just so someone else got better sleep.

He never viewed it as selfless. Sometimes passively suicidal, sure, but he didn't view himself as selfless.

So when he invited Theo into his pack, people called him selfless.

Selfless for wanting the man that killed him in his pack. Thinking it was some since of atonement, thinking Theo had begged him.

It never bothered him. He was never phased by the fact that Theo had killed him. He was the only one who had succeeded, but the list of people who had tired, and where now part of his pack whether they liked it or not was long. Long when Theo joined, even.

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sceo x sleep token

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We're Still in Love with Scott McCall — Appreciation Week 2025 is Coming!

Get ready for this year’s Scott McCall Appreciation Week, running June 22-28, 2025! To participate, simply make something about Scott and tag it with #ScottMcCallWeek25, or mention us @scottappreciation. Gen works, all Scott ships, and all types of content (fics, edits, art, playlists, gifs, etc.) are welcome. We have included some suggested prompts below, and look forward to enjoying everything you create!

All fics must be Scott-centric and Scott-positive. Scott does not need to be the POV character, but the primary focus of the fic should be Scott’s emotions/interests/needs/etc.

WRITING PROMPTS:

Day One - Only If You Don't Learn: - Throughout the show, we see Scott defy uninformed traditions and prejudices time and again, whether it's through turning his enemies into friends, becoming a true Alpha, or refusing to give up on seemingly lost causes.

Day Two - I Think It's My Fault: Scott internalizes guilt so severely he keeps his wounds from healing and nearly dies from it—but when does that start? How does it affect him? What do his friends do in response?

Day Three - That Looks Kind of Important: Scott's only human, and today, that means play! What does Scott do to unwind? Practice lacrosse with Liam or run with Hayden? Play pranks on Stiles or Kira? Mess around on the guitar? Discuss!

Day Four - I Had A Plan, Too: As Peter Hale said in s1, not all teenagers are as smart as Scott! Scott's planning and alliance-making saves the day in multiple seasons, in big moments or quiet realizations. Use today to explore the way Scott thinks!

Day Five - I Made First Line: Let's talk ambition! What do Scott's hopes and dreams look like, whether it's in academia, relationships, lacrosse, or career? How did he react to getting into UC Davis? What did it take to move out of Beacon Hills? How did he defeat Monroe?

Day Six - It Doesn’t Look Like a Demon to Me: What does it mean to love so much you burn it into your arm? To keep safe the tail of someone you may never see? And how does Scott feel loved in return? This prompt is for exploring everything about Scott's relationship with love and lovers!

Day Seven - Dealer's choice: Free day!

VISUAL PROMPTS:

Day One: Quotes/Poetry/Lyric

Day Two: 3b

Day Three: Synecdoche 

Day Four: Power 

Day Five: Style 

Day Six: Eyes

Day Seven: Dealer’s choice

ALTERNATE:

You Have No Idea What I Can Do: Anything set in or around 3b! Does the shadow wolf ever stop haunting him? How does he process his father's encroachment on his life? Is being an alpha feel different than being a beta? All of 3b's fair game!

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Idk why the third one has such bad quality lmao

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— Clementine von Radics

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intricate rituals, etc, etc

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You know, Theo, someday your willingness to stab anyone and everyone in the back might turn out to be your downfall

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every theo raeken scene: 19/?

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Scott McCall gif pack

Here comes a feeling you thought you’d forgotten.