#cody christian drabble

[codychristiantreasures]

Worked up

For the few that still read Cody writings

This idea popped into my head and I just kinda ran with it

18+

Warnings: talks of sexual activity, implied sexual activity, making out, taking clothes off, the word “hell” is used. Let me know if I missed any!

You’re sitting on set, scrolling through your phone. You wanted something to distract yourself from your nerves. You had an intimate scene to film with Cody and you have been nervous about it since you first read the script. You have had intimate scenes with Cody before but it never went any further than kissing. Now your characters have decided to take the next step and this is what the writers wanted. It wasn’t having to do the scene with Cody that made you nervous, you were very comfortable with him having been dating for the past 2 years. It was doing the scene in front of the crew. This was your first intimate scene and you had no idea if you would be any good, if it would be awkward having to act everything out, if you could make it believable. There were so many concerns running through your mind.

“Hey, are you ready? I think they want to get started soon.” You looked up to see Cody smiling at you. “Yeah, I think so. I want to get this over with.” You said with a nervous laugh. “Baby” he said while cupping your face “If you really don’t want to do this, let’s talk to the writers. I don’t want you to do anything you’re not comfortable with.” “No, I want to do this. I’m nervous as hell but I think it’s important for our character’s development. I also want my first intimate scene to be with someone I am 100% comfortable with.” You smiled and kissed his cheek. He looked at you with an unsure look. “I’m good, I promise.” You smiled and went over to let the directors know you were good to go.

Your legs are wrapped around Cody’s waist, arms around his neck. He has one hand on your back and the other on your thigh, holding you up. This part is fun for you, you get to make out with your boyfriend for work. As Cody makes his way over to the bed on the set that is meant to be your character’s room, you start to get a little nervous again because you know it’s really about to start. Cody feels you tense up a bit. Luckily it wasn’t enough for the camera to see so you two kept the scene going. Cody lays you down on the bed and gets on top of you. He kisses your neck and whispers “Pretend they’re not here. Close your eyes and imagine it’s you and me at home.” You close your eyes as he continues to kiss down your neck to your collarbone. He stops just long enough to take your shirt off then starts to kiss down your chest and to the waistband of your jeans. He takes your jeans off too, quickly taking a moment to take in how gorgeous you are. “I think we have to even out the playing field.” You say your line, in a flirty way. Cody smirks and takes off his shirt and pants too.

The next scene is you two under the sheets together. You’re lying in the bed, sheet covering your bare chest, completely zoned out. “Are you ready for the next scene?” A voice breaks you out of lala land. You blink a couple times and look over to see the director. “Yeah, I’m ready!” You say, actually excited for the next scene. “Great! Keep up the great work. That last scene was amazing. You two have great chemistry!” He says giving you a smile and walking over to Cody to see if he is ready too. Cody got into the bed next to you. Your head is on his chest, hand drawing mindlessly on his abs as your characters enjoyed the post coital bliss. “I know we were just as close as physically possible but somehow this moment feels more intimate.” You jokingly gasped “Is tough guy Theo going soft on me?” You said and smirked to yourself knowing he would probably make a sarcastic comment himself. “Soft for you? Never. Actually, I’m ready for round 2 if you are.” He said you looked up at him to see him wink and you couldn’t help but giggle at what he said. Cody rolled on top of you and started to kiss you again, implying that your characters were about to go for round two.

“How are you feeling about the scenes?” Cody asked as he sat in your trailer, waiting for you to finish gathering your things so you two could go home. “I’m actually really excited to see how they turn out on screen. I think the TW fanbase is going to love this new step our characters have taken together. I do want to thank you though. You helped ease my nerves and got me into the right mindset for the scenes. So thank you baby.” You said and leaned in to give him a kiss. “I’m so happy you’re happy with everything and I could make you feel comfortable.” He said giving you another kiss. “Now lets go home because those scenes got me really worked up and all that has been running through my mind since has been the image of you in that lingerie you were wearing.” Cody said, shifting in his seat a bit. “Say no more.” You grinned and you both left to go home.

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212th Appreciation Week 2023 Masterpost

@212thappreciation week is over for another year, and I completed a fill for almost every day! (I'm saving my day 3 draft for codywan week)

Some particular highlights were writing my first OC-centric fic, realising I could use image descriptions instead of drawings for my comic idea, and my crack image edit that came out surprisingly well. Seeing everyone else's fills was also excellent.

Fills:

Day 1: canon divergence | Wave, I Can See You | fanfic [540 words] | 212th OC & 501st OC 501st brothers line the ridge, ready to spring their trap. Figures in 212th gold creep through the trees, Flick’s familiar paint bright in the gloom. Keys can’t believe that the Umbarans stole his batchmate's armour, it feels wrong on so many levels.

Day 2: Force-sensitive clones | Training Exercise | double drabble | 212th members There are multiple methods of practicing a new skill. Some are more fun than others.

Day 4: recreation | Tea Party | comic image description [230 words] | Obi-wan & 212th members All Obi-wan wanted was to relax with his tea. Then company arrived... and kept coming.

Day 5: paint | Memento | drabble | Waxer & Boil It's hard saying goodbye to new friends, but easier when you can carry a reminder with you.

Day 6: myth | Saint Cody: Patron Saint of Wifi | image edit | Cody What happens when you cross an early Christian martyr with the GFFA wireless router husband himself.

Day 7: relationships | Reputation | drabble | 212th & 501st members The 501st has a reputation that makes the 212th look positively resonable by comparison. And they expoit it.

[musemuseum-a]

Hunter Green | Bio

Name: Hunter Mason Green Nicknames: Face Claim: Cody Christian Pronouns: he/him Age: 25 DoB: September 2 Orientation: bisexual Occupation: Species: werewolf Personality (+): loyal, artistic, Personality (-): impatient, clingy, Biography: (wip)

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[musemuseum]

name: hunter mason green nicknames: face claim: cody christian pronouns: he/him species: werewolf age: 25 date of birth: september 2 orientation: bisexual occupation: college student

personality (+): loyal, artistic, personality (-): impatient, clingy, socially stunted

blurb: with limited exposure to people outside of his family, it only made sense that he would want to explore experiences like college. it was difficult to manage, but between his father and older brother, hunter was able to attend the nearest college, getting a small apartment and a job to maintain his living expenses.

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[ofviolentdeathmuses]

name: Malachi “Kai” Delaney-Holden

what: Witch, death spirit, and werecat; leopard

age: Appears late teens to early 20’s

birthday: November 6

occupation: Serial Killer

location: New York

faceclaim: Cody Christian

status: Selectively Multi-Verse

relationship: Currently single

parents: Belladonna Delaney and Hawk Holden

siblings: Fiero, Creedance, Hazel, Julian, Molly, Jason, Marissa and Fulton, Amber, and Byrne

kids: None

Kai is, by absolutely no means, soft. Like his mother, he was getting into trouble at a very young age due to violence. Unfortunately, he packed a better punch at four than most people did at thirteen. For that reason alone, he was kept out of public schools until he was in his teens.

This was…not better.

He had caught onto what was considered trendy pretty fast, took him all of a week to find a spot to fit in. However, it was all an act. He didn’t give a single shit about any of those people except for one. He had grown obsessed with one of the pretty, popular girls.

And ho boy did he inherit Bells’ worst traits.

It had been easy enough to get the girl to go out with him, but she had found him way too intense. Of course, she didn’t know the half of it. When she ultimately rejected him, Kai killed her. Brutally.

She was the first in a string of dead exes.

Bells and Hawk have tried to curb that, even tried having Ben step in, but it’s been no use. When they asked Ava, she merely shrugged and pointed out that Ren was pretty much like that as well. And then there was Chance and Jeff and even Teddy. Val and Willow were just as bad. Sometimes, that just happened with their bloodline. Which did not help.

The only person Kai seems to have any real attachment to is his older brother, Fiero. It doesn't matter to him that Fie doesn't feel the same way about Kai as Kai feels for him because, at the end of the day, he knows Fiero trusts him as much as he's able to. Fiero's the only person Kai actively tries not to hurt.

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[buckseb]

hi! so, random question but fo you think theo would br the kind to talk in his sleep? (don't know if you already have a prompt or headcanon with it planned but... thoughts?) 👀🌜

SJKBFSKJBD- i'm writing a wolverine fic rn, but this is OBVIOUSLY much more important <3

theo talking in his sleep 

pairings — theo raeken x fem!reader

summary — how it would be to be in a relationship with theo and him sleep-talking!

word count — 224 words.

warnings — mentions of theo’s past and the pack, soft!theo and reader literally having heart eyes for him, mentions of theo have nightmares, ptsd, bad sleep issues, sleep-talking, a lot of mental health issues and self-hatred/loathing, use of pet-names [princess].

notes — no, because the way i literally just stopped my plans to finish my logan fic just so that i could write this really quick. also, i decided to add the reader being with him and in a relationship with him. i hope that’s okay and i THINK that’s what you meant. i also decided to turn this into a drabble, instead of a head-canon. gif and divider creds to owner!

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

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OKAY, SO THIS ONE… LITERALLY has me awing right now.

anyways, i feel like he’d either have nightmares from his past — i mean, c’mon, he has ptsd, you can’t tell me otherwise — or trouble sleeping because it.

but, let me tell you, when this man does actually sleep, he sleep-talks. alot.

and it’s usually about how many people he had potentially hurt. 

i mean, this man did redeem himself — mostly this was proven when he’d always helped the pack and sacrificed himself for them, plenty of times, and also from finally graduating high school.

but, he still struggles with his image on himself and his mental health. 

when it’s his bad sleep-talking — where he’s just suffering in his sleep, [y/n] makes sure to wake up immediately and comfort him.

he’ll lean over and just lay his head on her chest, until he’s completely calmed down.

but, when it’s just him muttering random things in his sleep, his girlfriend can’t help but always giggle at how adorable he is. 

he usually wakes up by this point. and when he does, he tries to pretend he was doing no such thing.

“princess, i don’t know what you’re talking about.” he’ll shrug and refuse to look her in the eye. 

and [y/n]? well, let’s just say she never lets him live it down.

[metagalacticx]

my toxic trait is i still think cody christian is going to be in the teen wolf movie

[amylillian22]

So I try to ask you this question very calmly because my emotions is 100% out of control, but I swear you have to do a little writing about this last picture Cody posted in bed ! I know I probably pissed you right now, but we have to get some words for this picture it's crazy, lmao

I lost it when he posted that picture. So, I hope you enjoy this crazy drabble i came up with after I read your message. Feedback is much appreciated, ha.

ReallyCody: Couldn’t be happier to be home on aday like today. Happy 4th of July 🇺🇸

“Babe? I’m home!” Cody yelled out asI heard the front door open and closed. 

I quickly spit out my toothpaste and yelled,“In the bedroom!” I rinsed my mouth with water and put my toothbrushon the toothbrush holder.

Cody dropped his bags by the bedroom door as Iwalked out of the bathroom. He looked exhausted, but the light in his eyes werebright as he smiled at me. I squealed as I ran towards him. Cody opened hisarms before I lunged at him, wrapping my arms around his neck and my legsaround his waist. Our lips instantly meshed together for a deep, long, andpassionate kiss. Cody had been gone nearly a week in Paris for a Teen Wolf Convention while I was stuck inLA working, and boy did I miss him.

“I’ve missed you so much,” I saidbetween kisses.

Cody’s arms tightened around my waist andcaptured my bottom lip between his before he pulled away. “I’ve missed youmore.”

“Impossible,” I mumbled against hisneck before peppered his jaw with wet butterfly kisses. Cody chuckled as one ofmy hands slowly trailed down his back, feeling his impressive musclesunderneath his shirt. His hands moved to my ass and squeezed it, making megasp.

“Wanna bet?” His voice was deep andlow against the shell of my ear as he pulled my hips against his, instantlyfeeling just how much he’s missed me.

I tugged his shirt, signaling him to remove it.He shook his head, denying what I wanted. I pushed my bottom lip forward andgave him my best puppy eyes. “I want to take a shower first and get rid ofthis airplane smell.”

“Fineeeee,” I groaned as I hopped offof him. I turned on my heel, but he grabbed my wrist and pulled me back to hischest before I had the chance to walk away. “But you can join me in theshower if you like,” Cody said huskily as his arms wrapped around mywaist.

I smirked as I leaned up on my toes and pressed my lips against his.He slipped his tongue in and fought for dominance. Without breaking our kiss,we walked backwards towards the bathroom. When we reached it, we quickly beganremoving our clothes. I turned on the shower as Cody closed the door behind usbefore our lips met again under the warm water.

Cody wrapped a towel around my back and pulled me towards him,pressing my naked wet body against his. His lips smirked before he kissed me.“I love you.”

“I love you too, baby,” I smiled.

“Come to bed with me,” he whispered against my lips.

I hummed with approval. “Let me just dry my hair first and I’ll be righthere.” 

“Okay, babe,” he pecked my lips once more before he walked away. Icouldn’t help but watch. He truly was a beautiful man.

“And don’t you dare put any clothes on, Cody Allen!” I shouted.

I heard him chuckle. “Only if you promise you won’t put any on either!”He shouted back.

“Deal!” I wrapped the towel around my body before I plugged in theblow dryer and began drying my hair. After about five minutes, I walked intoour bedroom to find Cody underneath the fuzzy comforter I bought and his phonein one hand, taking a selfie.

I giggled. “What are you doin’, baby?”

“Taking a quick picture. One second,” he said as he quickly typedsomething on his phone. My phone on my nightstand buzzed. I saw an alert thatCody had posted a new picture on Instagram. I clicked on the link, saw thepicture he just snapped a few seconds ago and read the caption,

ReallyCody: Couldn’t be happier to be home on aday like today. Happy 4th of July 🇺🇸

“Damn, baby,” I mumbled. Cody chuckled as put his phone down on hisnightstand and rolled to his side to look at me. I shook my head at him andasked, “do you have any idea how many girls you’re going to kill with thisphoto?” 

Cody chuckled as he shook his head. His smile quickly faltered andhis eyebrows furrowed together as he saw the towel hugging my body. “I thoughtwe said no clothes?” He uncovered himself and showed me his birthday suit.

I licked my lips before I tucked my bottom lip between my teeth. Idropped my towel and slowly climbed into bed, making my way towards him. “Readyfor round two, baby?”

[skiesofthesketchy]

Dibs

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Prompt: “Are you lost?”

Word Count: 1,334

(you’re welcome for this collection of gifs)

“Shit” you muttered to yourself. You were in complete disarray and stressed out beyond belief, hardly focusing on where you were going as you navigated down the busy hallways of the high school. Starting at a new school halfway through the semester is proving to be nearly impossible. You continued striding down the corridor as you struggled to stuff papers into your backpack while also handling three different textbooks in your arms. ‘How will I ever catch up?’ you wondered, thinking about all the work that you needed to do. You didn’t expect your first day at Beacon Hills to be so stressful. 

The bell rang loudly, signaling the start of fourth period. ‘Great, now I’m late.’ You squinted at the crumpled map in your possession, trying to figure out where your next class was. Spotting the location on the school map, you knew exactly where you were and reached for the door handle to the classroom without really looking. You pushed the door open and somehow in your disheveled state tripped on the way in.

Stumbling inside the room, you cursed loudly as your books fell out of your grasp, landing on the floor with a series of noisy slams. How you managed to trip over your own goddamn feet, you didn’t know. 

Without looking up, you bent down to quickly gather your things. You were even more annoyed now that you happened to embarrass yourself by basically falling into your new class. ‘First impressions last’ you thought amongst your scattered mind. You put off looking up to see who witnessed your unfortunate entrance as long as possible. 

“Are you lost?” a deep voice sounded, breaking you out of your thoughts. You snapped your head up to find the source of the voice, only to discover a very tall, very shirtless man standing in front of you.

Either you’re dreaming, or something is very wrong here. You jumped to your feet, confused but already finding yourself blushing in embarrassment. This definitely was not your fourth period classroom.

Your widened eyes scanned the room. The boy who spoke to you stood tall with chiseled features and a defined upper body on visible display. There were two other guys looking at you curiously. One with olive skin and dark eyes who also had a fit form, looking like he was in the process of putting on a red jersey before you barged in. The other boy had an amused expression on his face with hazel eyes gleaming, towel balled up under his arm. Of course, of all the rooms you could’ve stupidly walked into, you had to choose the boy’s locker room. 

“This isn’t biology,” you finally spoke, which lead you to immediately scold yourself. ‘Of course it’s not, idiot. That was the stupidest thing you could’ve possibly said.’ Your remark was met with amused chuckles from all three men standing before you.

“Nope, not quite,” the first unknown man spoke, who you would later learn to be Isaac Lahey. 

You urged yourself to say something or at least move, but another boy coming out of the row of lockers distracted you. He, like Isaac, was also only clad in a towel hanging around his hips, and nearly slipped when he caught sight of you. “What is she doing in here?” he asked aloud, presumably to the other teenagers. 

“Uh... nothing,” you choked out, face burning red. “S-sorry, I didn’t mean to--” you were a stuttering mess, which only added to your embarrassment. You shook your head to get a grip. “Don’t worry, I’m leaving. Sorry again,” you finished with a sheepish laugh. There was no use in covering up how flustered you were. You bent down again to gather your textbooks from the ground and get the hell out of there as fast as you could. 

“Here,” a different voice sounded from the space directly in front of you. Still without a jersey on, Scott McCall was crouched down by you, handing you one of your fallen books. You mumbled a thank you for his help, and his lips curved into a smile. You stood straight, finally ready to escape the stares of the boys in the locker room. “You must be new here,” Scott spoke again, stopping you from leaving.

“Pretty obvious, huh?” 

“Yeah, unless you were purposely trying to come into the boy’s locker room,” one of the other boys laughed, later to be revealed to you as Stiles Stilinski. All four men had stepped closer to surround you, seemingly undisturbed by your intrusion and more interested in engaging in conversation with you. 

“I wasn’t paying attention. I must’ve been reading the map upside down,” you tried to explain.

“Don’t worry,” Scott smiled. “You’ll get used to this school soon enough.” He was being so nice to you, but all you wanted to do was implode to get yourself out of this situation. You were not prepared to be trapped in conversation with four ridiculously attractive men, most of them shirtless.

You took a breath to mutter a quick excuse to escape, but a different voice broke your train of thought. “What have we got here?” Theo Raeken stood to your right after apparently sneaking around the corner of the lockers. His grey eyes scanned you up and down, his tone laced in obvious amusement, even more so than the other boys surrounding you. He was shirtless of course, and ripped as hell. ‘At least the guys at this school are hot,’ you thought. ‘Good thing I’ve already embarrassed the fuck out of myself in front of them,’ the voice inside your head added. “Someone’s bold,” the man smirked.

“I’m almost flattered that you’ve mistaken my clumsiness for boldness,” you laughed, forcing back your awkward tendencies. Thankfully, snickers from the group sounded at your response. “Now if you’ll excuse me, gentlemen, I gotta run. Hopefully I’ll find my way to the right classroom this time.” You offered a smile as you turned to the door, having a better grip on all of the things in your arms. 

“Wait, new girl.” Isaac placed his hand on your shoulder, stopping you and turning you to face the group once again. “What’s your name?” he asked.

“Y/N,” you answered, trying not to blush, but you didn’t have that kind of control. 

“Nice to meet you, Y/N,” Scott replied, a smile on his handsome face. 

Before more small talk could ensue, you spoke up quickly. “Nice to meet you all too, though the circumstance is weird as hell.” Your nervous laugh was joined by the chuckles of all the men that circled you. “I’ll have to learn your names later. I’m sure I’ll see you guys around, hopefully not in the boy’s locker room.” More laughs echoed around the room. “But I’m super fucking late, so I gotta go!” 

“Bye, Y/N,” they all called after you as a chorus, as you made a swift exit. You didn’t know it yet, but this semester at Beacon Hill High was going to change your life. The boys you left standing in the locker room, however, did somehow know that meeting you would change their lives too. 

“Dibs,” Liam called out, arrogantly.

“Yeah right, kid,” Stiles rolled his eyes at the young teen. “You’re the youngest. You don’t get to call dibs.”

“I get dibs,” Isaac stated. “I saw her first.”

“That’s debatable,” Scott laughed. 

“Please,” Theo scoffed. “Bad boy is definitely her type, so you guys can sit down and let me handle this one.” While a smirk rested on his lips, the other teenagers snickered and rolled their eyes. 

“I seriously doubt it. She’s a nice girl, and probably wants a nice guy. Like me,” Scott finished with a wiggle of his eyebrows.

“Or someone who’s charmingly handsome with a dash of awkward,” Stiles chimed in. 

They all chuckled, as it was all just in good fun. Each of them, however, couldn’t hide their curiosity and intrigue for the new girl in Beacon Hills. 

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[multi-fandom-imagines8]

TW imagine being Scott sister and being a banshee and a witch and being pregnant w/ Theo baby and leaving Beacon Hills away from everything bcuz u need help a/ ur powers and stuff and trying to get the Mikaelson to help u

“As much as I want to help you, sister, I can’t. I’m sorry” Scott apologized.

“It’s fine. I have another plan. We’re going to New Orleans” you informed him.

“I guess this is goodbye then. I wish you the best of luck” Scott hugged you one last time before you left.

“Hello, is there anybody here?” You arrived at the abattoir, but no one seemed to be home.

“Who are you? And what are you doing here?” Suddenly a man in a suit appeared upstairs, but in an eye blink he was in front of you.

“I’m Y/n. This is Theo. We’re here to see a family called the Mikaelsons. We’ve been informed that they live here” you introduced.

“A witch and a chimera. What do you want with the Mikaelsons?” He could recognize you from the scent.

“We need their help” Theo finally spoke.

“And what makes you think we’d help you?”.

“So, you’re one of them”.

“I’m Elijah Mikaelson”.

“Because I’m pregnant and we need protection. I- we heard that you help supernatural being in need” you expressed.

“What do we get in retu-“ Elijah was interrupted by a handsome man with a devilish smirk on his face.

“Brother, where are your manners? Please, come in. We’ll help you” Klaus welcomed you.

[tweenw]

Haunted House- (Theo Raeken)

Characters: Theo Raeken and (Y/N)

Pairing: Theo Raeken x Reader

Warnings:swearing, awful attempt at suspense :///

Word Count: 1285

Summary: ‘This house is not haunted’ ~‘Okay so this house might be a little bit haunted.’

“Theo I swear to God if you breathe down my neck one more time I’m going to push you down the elevator shaft.” I growl at the tall man next to me, who’s sporting a cheeky grin as my hand tightens around his arm. Cautiously, I step over the broken glass on the floor, and the two of us keep on walking down the dark hallway.

For some reason, I let Theo persuade me into exploring one of the few abandoned mansions just outside of Beacon Hills, not that far away if you have a car, which thankfully he does. Though now that I’m actually in this old place, with exposed pipes in walls and floors with gaping holes that scream danger, I’m starting to regret my decision. 

“Chill out, it’s fun watching you squirm.” Theo rolls his eyes, whether at me freaking out or his clever reference to last night, I don’t really care. What I care about is getting out of this house as fast as humanly possible.

The two of us round a corner and come face to face with a set of large double doors, the type that no mansion can be called a mansion without. Theo, obviously trying to keep my heart attack at bay, decides to push open one of the doors and reveal a large, empty room. A dark, empty and terrifying room.

Without so much as looking at me, which would have given away just how scared I am, Theo strides forward and begins to shine his torch around the room. As it turns out, it’s an old conservatory, with a glass ceiling and walls. 

Theo turns around to look at me, a huge smile on his lips, as he’s always been the type to get excited about things that might terrify and possibly be the death of other people. 

“Alright, calm down there, Fred. Shaggy isn’t really feeling all of your excitement.” I glance around nervously, trying to calculate the odds of some demon crouching in the corner and waiting to attack.

Theo tugs my arm so I’m forced to walk further into the room, before he looks down at me and wraps his arms around me, a small smile on his lips. Not a teasing one, for the first time tonight, but a gentle and loving one. The smile that I fell for two years ago when he transferred to Beacon Hills High. The smile that made me agree to this stupid idea in the first place. 

“Clam down, you’re safe. This house is not haunted. And look on the plus side, we’re spending time together and we’re not fighting monsters. Now for me, personally, that’s a win.” Theo smiles down at me for a brief second,before placing a gentle kiss on my forehead.

I take a deep breath, a calming one, before smiling a little at Theo. He’s right, the fear is irrational. This house has probably been empty for a long time, and will most likely remain vacant.

Just as Theo turns around to explore the room in more depth, the heavy double doors behind us slam shut with a deafening noise. If it weren’t so sudden, I’m positive I would have screamed like a priest who stumbled into a red-light district.

Slowly, I turn to look at Theo’s confused face with my own freaked out one. “Are you seriously trying to tell me this house isn’t haunted?”

As if on cue, a loud bang comes from behind the heavy-set doors, like something falling down and breaking. That’s all it takes for my blood to run cold and my feet to carry me behind Theo, a completely rational response to the given situation. Either someone is trying to freak us out on purpose, or this just turned into an episode of Supernatural. 

“Okay so this house might be a little bit haunted.” Theo says uneasily, one of his arms coming up behind him to push me further back. 

My feet take me all the way to the glass covering the far right wall, and I cautiously lean against it, testing if it could break. When it doesn’t, I put my full weight on it and return my attention to the door that just about gave me a heart attack. “I fricking told you!” I hiss at Theo, who seems to be focusing on whether or not he can hear anything. His brows are furrowed in concentration as he places a finger to his lips, telling me to stay quiet.

In the eerie silence, there’s a faint cracking in the glass panel behind me, and before I have the chance to jump away, I fall through. 

My back hits the wet grass with a thud, the cold wind howling around me. With a groan, I push myself to sit up, and look at Theo standing in the window frame, his face one of both worry and amusement.

“Comfortable there, babe?” He asks, cocking his head to the side in a mocking manner. I huff and get up, brushing myself over to get rid of any grass. That’s a gorgeous sweater ruined. 

Theo jumps out after me, landing on his feet unlike me. The five foot drop isn’t even that high, but I’m positive I’ll bruise. “Bite me.” I retort, pursing my lips as I look up at the shattered window pane. What made the noise at the door?

As if on cue, another glass pane shatters. Then the next one, and the next, the stained glass falling at our feet. Theo grabs my hand in his and begins to slowly back away, having noticed my horrified expression.

All of the glass panes break, bar one. It’s the one on the left side of the room, the largest one. I blink once, twice, to make sure I’m not seeing things. To make sure that what I see with my own eyes is actually real. Without looking at Theo, afraid that if I look away it will disappear, I ask. “You can see that too, right? Or am I tripping?”

His silence confirms my worries. 

Behind the tainted glass is the outline of a figure. A tall, menacing figure. Then, a high pitched wail. 

My feet can no longer stay planted in the grass, and instead I begin sprinting in the direction of Theo’s car, with his hand firmly grasped in mine. My heart hammers away in my chest, and for a brief second I wonder if it’s possible that this will lead to a heart attack.

Theo lets go of my hand to get his keys out of his pocket, before unlocking the car and jumping in at record speed. His hands fumble with the keys for a few seconds, but just as he starts up the car, the figure appears at the side of the house, the loud and high-pitched wail once again piercing my ears.

He steps on the accelerator and the car speeds out of the long driveway, leaving the figure behind. The noise thankfully grows fainter by the second. I notice Theo’s knuckles are white as a ghost, clutching the steering wheel as if it was the only thing keeping him sane.

“Theo, it’s fine.” I reach out and place my hand over his in an attempt to comfort him. His eyes find mine, before he steps off the accelerator and the car slows down to a legal speed.

“What the fuck was that?” He huffs, shaking his head. 

I intertwine our fingers and rest my hand on his thigh. “I don’t even want to think about that. At least you believe me when I say it’s haunted though.” 

He rolls his eyes, a small smile tugging at his lips. He brings my hands to his lips and places a gentle kiss on my knuckles. “Of course, wimp.”

[codychristiantreasures]

Truths, bets, and buddies.

Let’s pretend Theo was in the TW Movie.

You’re in the show + movie in this scenario

This was so rushed because I wanted to get it written down before I lost the idea

Warnings: mentions of kissing and making out, mentions of drinking

You had all just gotten to Tyler’s house after the Teen Wolf Movie watch party. He thought it would be fun to have a couple people over for some drinks and to hang out.

You were all squished together on the couches, talking, drinking and having a good time. You hadn’t even realized that over the past hour you have slowly been leaning into Cody’s side. He had his arm on the back of the couch behind you so it made for a very comfortable position. You looked up at Cody and apologized and tried to get up. He put his hand on your shoulder and said “Don’t worry. You’re good” with the sweetest smile. You smiled back and got comfortable again. This wasn’t abnormal for this group. You were all very comfortable with each other.

After a couple more rounds of drinks, Tyler puts a game onto the table in front of everyone. “You guys want to play a drinking game? It’s pretty much truth or dare without the dares and you have to drink if you have done what is on the card.” He says to everyone. “Sounds easy enough. Let’s play” Dylan O says.

“Drink if you have ever gone camping with another person playing” Dylan O reads. Everyone drinks, remembering the wild camping trip you all went on last summer. You smile to yourself, thinking about when you and Cody went on a walk together during that trip and he kissed you. Holland reads the next card “If you have more than half a drink left, drink up!” She scans everyone’s drinks and calls out everyone needing to drink. You were able to dodge that round.

“Drink if you have kissed another person playing” Cody reads out. Everyone drinks, including you and Cody. No one thinks anything of it because your characters had a brief romance in the show so you all carried on with the game. You pick up a card and read it to yourself first. “This is a good one.” You thought to yourself. “Everyone who is older than you, drink!” You said with a grin. “That is all of you! I’m safe.” You said again watching everyone take a sip. Sprayberry finished his drink and said he was going to get another. You then stood up and told him you would get everyone another round because it was the least you could do after pulling a lucky card. “I’ll help you carry them” Cody said while getting up. You walked into the kitchen, pulling out everyone’s drinks when you felt Cody’s hands on your hips. You turned around to see him smiling at you. “This outfit looks so good on you. I mean you look good in everything you wear but this looks reeeeally good. This is all coming out wrong. I didn’t mean for that to sound like you don’t look good-“ “Babe, it’s ok. Stop rambling and kiss me already.” Cody wastes no time and leans in. You didn’t think that much time had passed, so caught up in your makeout session with your boyfriend. “You two just won me $40” Sprayberry said, causing you two to stop suddenly. “So how long has this been a thing? I could get another $20 if it’s been since the camping trip last summer” “Well I guess you’re $60 richer” Cody says while laughing. “Wait, you guys were betting on us?” You asked Sprayberry. “Yeah? Sorry! We placed bets because some of the group didn’t think you guys were together and you know us, always a competitive group.” “What gave us away?” Cody asked. “Besides me walking in on you two just now? You two are always together, you’re more touchy feely than usual, the way you look at each other now. The list goes on.” He says with a laugh. Sprayberry leaves the kitchen with the drinks and you two hear him say “pay up! You all should have listened to me!” You and Cody bust out laughing and return to your friends.

[traekenimagines]

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Hi guys!

Right, first things first, at the two people who have requested stuff, I have got them in my back catalogue so they will be written when I have a little more time. But for now, because I’ve been away for ages (sorry again), I’m trying to ease into writing a little slowly, so I’ve opened up requests for gif drabbles again for now!

Feel free to send me gifs (Theo or otherwise relationship-y) and also feel free to specify if you want it to be fluffy or angsty or suggestive or smutty or whatever you feel like!

Thank you guys for sticking with me!

P.S. While I was away we celebrated three years of this blog; thank you to everyone who’s stuck with me and my awful organisational skills, and if you’ve just discovered me then hi! 

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I Slipped // Theo Raeken

Can you do 47 & 50 w/ Theo Raekan please? Thanks Love!

Prompts: (47) “You are the biggest disaster i’ve ever seen.” (50) “Why are you on the floor?”

Please don’t plagiarize my work - I spend a lot of my time writing, copying and pasting destroys that. If you want to repost my work. please ask first - but even then I might say no.

Word Count: 358

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You’d heard a loud bang from downstairs, one of which had of course caused you to panic. Your parents were asleep, so it wasn’t them. And you weren’t expecting any company. At least, any that you were aware of. You also had no pets of any kind. So, the only explanation for the loud noise was; burglar.

So, with a shaky breath, you grabbed the baseball bat next to your desk and quietly tipped-toed down the stairs. It was pitch black, since it was one in the morning, so you were careful not to trip.

With your bat at the ready, you made your way into the kitchen where you knew the source of the noise had come from. You glanced around, finding nothing and with pursed lips, you turned, flipping on the switch. Part of you expected to turn around and find someone running at you, ready to attack, but still, nothing.

It wasn’t until a moment later when you heard the slightest of groans. With a gasp, you rushed forward, ready to swing your back at whatever came your way. But then, you found Theo.

“What the hell,” you grumbled, letting the bat fall by your side.

Theo stared up at you, sprawled on his back as he groaned. 

“Why are you on the floor?” You sighed, rolling your eyes.

“I snuck in,” Theo grumbled, pushing himself to a stand. Your eyes followed his own as he stood up, raising a brow, unimpressed. “Wanted to see you.”

“Okay,” you nodded slowly, setting the baseball bat down. “That still doesn’t explain why you were on the floor.”

With flushed cheeks, Theo grumbled; “I slipped.”

“You are the biggest disaster i’ve ever seen.” You deadpanned.

“Hey!” Theo grumbled, pouting. 

“You know you could’ve just told me, and I would’ve let you in.” You reminded, raising a single brow up at him. “Instead of trying to sneak in and making more noise?”

“I wanted to surprise you...” Theo mumbled, head dipping down in defeat.

Chuckling softly, you rolled your eyes. Leaning forward, you grabbed ahold of his wrist, pulling him along gently. “Come on, clumsy. Let’s go to bed.”

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[ethereal-tempest]

Gangsta Prelude (Theo Raeken Series)

Summary: You and Theo grew up in two of the most infamous Mafia families on the east coast. Circumstances beyond either of your control tore you two apart, how will things be when you two reunite? Have you changed more than he can handle? Will you two ever truly be how you once were? 

Song Inspiration: Gangsta x Kehlani

Rated: T

Word Count: 800+

A/N: Important message regarding the series at the end!

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He was diabolical. or at least that was word on the street, ruthless to everyone who wasn't his own, and relentless to those who betrayed him. but he wasn't always that way. 

No, Theo Raeken used to be young and he was the same as all young people annoying optimistic and too easy with his trust. His father, a notorious Mobster on the upper east side of harlem, showed no mercy and gave zero fucks. that's where Theo got it from, his old man instilled theses traits in him but they hadn't surfaced until now. 

During a simpler time people would have heard his name and characterized him as a fun, charismatic and loving man but that change the day his parents were killed in front of him. he was no more than 22 years old when his father was just finishing showing him the ropes of the family.

 It was beautiful day, the sky was clear and it seemed everyone around him was just a cheerful as he was. he went out like he did any other day to meet up with his best friend, Y/N Y/L/N. Theo had been best friends with Y/N since they were children both of their family dealing in the same business and all. 

When Y/N’s father passed away leaving her to older brother to take care of the family theo was there for her, and when theo was stressed out and ready to run away from the life he was born into she was there to calm him down and help work through his stress. She was one of the lights in his life, his father while not as bad as a mob boss could be showed little compassion towards Theo and his mother was rarely ever around to pick up the slack. he cherished them both dearly but Y/N was something special.

It had been years after his father and mother passed. they were gunned down in an alleyway  while he was furious and sought revenge from the person who took his beloved parents from him he knew he would be alright because he still had you. But Theo should have known nothing that good, and perfect could survive long in this cruel world. 

You two hadn't talked in a few days which spiked his danger levels but he was too busy with meetings and other business matters to check on you. once he finished for the day he fingered he would stop by your apartment to see how you were doing, only when he got here you were nowhere to be seen. You're apartment had been flipped upside down, everything was a mess but that's not what bothered theo the most it was the note that laid perfectly on the countertop of the kitchen address to him.

                 Theo. They're taking me somewhere i don't know, to do what to me i don't know, but i do know that no matter what they do you'll always be my best friend please don't let this destroy that live and bright side of you. you deserve to be happy, find someone who can do that. have her pop out a few rascals and name one after me. i know this is going to be hard and i probably won't see you again, but you've always meant the world to me, maybe more than a best friend should but i love you, always will.  

Yours truly,

             Y/N

Everything that followed that was bits of blind rage. Over the years he had received picture of you tied up and beaten. your beautiful face dripping with blood and your perfect skin covered in bruises. But he kept each one as motivation to find you and find who did this to you.

By now almost 8 years had passed since the last time he saw you. he when pouring himself is second glass of whiskey for the night as overlooked papers discussing the next shipment coming in.

 It was coming up on the 8th year of the day he found that letter from you the one he had in a frame on his desk, as a constant reminder of what he lost. As he sipped on his whiskey he wondered if he would ever find you. 

New parts once a week? More than likely they will be prequeued but if you would like to be tagged in the series just let me know!

[sushis-wild-imagination]

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PS : I haven’t been posting because my exams are starting today and I had some serious shit to cover. I apologise. Hopefully if you like this I’ll post more.

You were awake and whispering sweet nothings to Theo who’s smiling face was inches away from yours. You’d usually spend time in the morning by checking your phone for straight half an hour. It changed since you moved in with Theo. You’d talk about the dreams you had or midnight snack adventures you went on.

“My hair poked me in the eye at least thrice now” he says, rubbing his eye vigorously. You slowly pull his hand away from his face asking him to stop doing that before he hurts himself.

The hair has grown too long. “You need a haircut” you say, examining the eye which was now red.

He groaned which definitely hinted at his laziness to go get one. You suddenly had a brilliant idea.

“Can I cut it?” You ask, so excited that you were ready to get out of bed and do it right away. That speaks for something.

His eyes widen. “No no no” he says repeatedly, subconsciously touching his hair.

“Pretty please?” You pout. The puppy face usually gets to him.

“Even if I cut them weird they’ll grow back in a day!” You justify your request.

He groaned in response which was a yes. You squealed and he rolled his eyes playfully.

“Only because you’re cute and I’m too lazy”

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You were almost done with your masterpiece on his hair.

“Almost done” you say snipping a little more of his hair from the back of his head. He was getting impatient.

“I thought you’d put a soup bowl over my head to cut them” he says and chuckles. He moves while he laughs and it breaks your concentration.

“Sit still Theo, I don’t want to mess it up for you” you say, licking your lips and trying to focus.

“I don’t have anyone to impress other than you” he points out.

“You better not” you say grinning. He looks at you through the mirror, acting shocked. That makes you laugh even more.

You drop the scissors on the dresser and fix the final strands of hair on his head before resting your hands on his shoulder.

“Do you like it?” You ask bending down to rest your head on his shoulder.

“It’s surprisingly good” he says. “I’m never wasting money on haircuts ever again”

You chuckle and kiss his neck and shoulder blades. “I’m glad you liked it” you say softly with a giddy smile.

“This was economic” he says as you brush off the cut hair off his bare back and shoulders. He turns to peck your lips.

“I was actually terrified that you’ll bring a soup bowl to cut my hair”

You laugh.