@dreadheir / ❝ hey, so, tell me about where ya came from. val didn’t say a whole lot, just that you moved with ‘em. all the way across the country? quite the jump, i’d say. ❞ and it’s one he’s made himself, too. everyone has their reasons for needing to start fresh, he just wonders if theo’s are similar to his own.
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she walks toward the living room slowly, debating her move carefully in her head. she could sit in a chair, or she could sit next to him on the couch. she’s not sure, because she wants to sit next to him, but she doesn’t want to make it weird. things have changed between them ---- ever since that day in the kitchen, she can’t stop wondering how to get back in that position, so close to him, taunting him, touching him. but forcing that to happen again feels wrong ---- she wants it to happen naturally, yet she’s overthinking everything. hands are clasped together, and she goes for the second option. it’s casual; she’s next to him, but not too close, her hands falling to her lap as she stares at the television for a long moment before saying anything. ❝ watching anything good? ❞ she asks, turning her head over to look at him finally. / @dreadheir.
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my favorite female character: vanya.
my favorite male character: luther, klaus.
my favorite episode (if its a tv show): man on the moon
my favorite cast member: justin maybe
my favorite ship: klaus & dave but are there any other options
a character I’d die defending: luther.. not entirely but i feel like people are so quick to blame him for everything when all his siblings have put the same exact intentions into a different bad move but he’s the only one who ever gets burnt for it. he is so much more isolated than everyone else and never got the chance to actually see the world for what it is so his perception of everything is SO skewed and that’s what makes him so incredibly interesting. like i said, not entirely, because i do not like the way he’s handled things but i also feel like there’s a big reason for that that people ignore and it’s that he has absolutely no knowledge of personal relationships and social cues. he is just so fascinating please
a character I just can’t sympathize with: r*ginald
a character I grew to love: luther :/
my anti otp: luther and allison why is that a fucking thing this question makes my blood boil
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the only reason tracy yelled “ theo, stop “ and tried to paralyze him / fight back was because she thought she could help and protect him MORE if she was alive than if she was dead. she always fights to be by his side to ensure that she can step in if needed whenever a threat presents itself.
it happens in the hallways when the beast comes in —— she steps in front of him so she’s forced to fight the beast before it gets to him.
it happens in eichen when the hellhound comes in. the hellhound growls at theo, and tracy immediately lets go of her current victim to offer a threatening look and growl towards the hellhound.
it happens again in eichen when theo tells corey and josh to take the hellhound down. but as soon as they refuse, she takes the lead and tries to attack him herself.
when deucalion is mouthing off to theo, she’s quick to go paralyze his tongue to take the stress of theo.
when deucalion makes him put on the mask, she keeps looking back at him, trying to understand if theo’s actually hurting or if he’s getting something out of it ( theo trusts deucalion, but she can’t tell if she should yet, because while she knows the mask is powerful, she’s more concerned whether or not theo will survive it. )
theo sends tracy to the house to open the mountain ash so the desert wolf can get to malia, and she had every intention of staying there until her and theo’s kanima / master connection indicated that something was wrong with theo ( when he was hurt by the beast and she brings him to the lair to help him. )
protecting theo, making sure he is alive before anyone else ( especially herself ) is always, no question, her #1 priority. she likes knowing that she can act as a buffer between him and any threats. while she knows that theo can handle himself, she doesn’t think he should have to waste his energy when he has other, bigger goals in mind. that, and she knows not everyone can be ready for EVERYTHING —– she can take a step back from situations to get a better look at it all and see where and how she can protect theo better.
when he was killing her, this was the first thing she was worried about. she worried that he would now be a LONE WOLF ( she never had any faith in corey and hayden to stay with the pack, and she didn’t have faith in them to believe they could ever protect theo well enough. ) she knew he was acting on impulse and worried that he would regret it, that he may find himself in a bad position and that it would be HER FAULT for not being there ( she has always been quick to blame herself even when something is his doing. )
but still, if she knew that was the best option for him and knew it was really what he wanted, she would have no problem giving up herself and her power for him as long as it helped him survive. ( they’ve had this conversation before, that she would do ANYTHING to help him survive, even die —– something dreadheir and i have written out many times. )
theo killing tracy was not an act of betrayal to her, and it wouldn’t be had she survived the attack. she would simply be GRATEFUL that she could offer him something. this is the main reason i do not interact in a canon timeline PAST season five —– what happened here was very much in character for both characters and showed a lot about who they were, especially to each other ( theo willing to sacrifice even his best beta just for his selfish needs, tracy so heavily manipulated by him that she would be willing to give herself up for him. )
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she has just returned from the grocery store, unpacking the bags and putting the items away as neatly as possible, his voice in the back of her head reminding her that he will tell her if she’s ever being too messy. she’s not actually worried; it’s purely out of respect for his standards that she tries to follow them. what she pulls from her bags isn’t just items of her own, though ---- it’s his usual. his drinks, his favorite snacks, his normal necessities. most of it, she hadn’t even realized she was grabbing, only noticing that he was out and needed more. it’s not something she thought about consciously, only something that seemed right. she’s humming to herself as she unpacks, dancing around the room as if she’s completely alone, her attitude so carefree and light. she goes on until she turns, spotting him in the doorway. she stops, biting down on her lip as she offers a shy smile his way. ❝ oh. you’re home, ❞ she mumbles, slowing her steps as she reaches for the next item to put away. / @dreadheir.
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leaving seems like the best option ----- but leaving also feels like the beginning of the END. it took a lot to get her here; she had rejected the idea of attending one of his parties multiple times, and now that she’s here, she feels like it’s a waste to leave, even if she’s miserable. it’s not because of him; it’s because of how crowded it is, how loud it is, and how many people are constantly moving around. she has never truly been alone with theo, and the thought still scares her, knowing how quickly her feelings are developing for him, but right now it feels like the best option. she didn’t mean to, but she’s made her discomfort obvious, subtly moving behind him whenever they talk to someone new, avoiding eye contact with everyone, and not saying anything to anyone but whispers to theo. finally reaching her limit, her hand lightly grabs his elbow, and she leans in towards him. ❝ do you mind if ---- ❞ she starts, clearing her throat. ❝ is there somewhere we can go? somewhere --- i don’t know, quiet? alone. i --- i’m sorry, i just . . . i need a break. just for a minute. ❞
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it feels like it’s been hours since she’s been laying here, though she knows it’s only been minutes. her back is turned to the man that lays beside her ----- a stranger, yet somehow, still the only person she knows at all. this is new, sleeping next to one another, as if it’s going to provide them some sort of sanctuary in a place that likely isn’t safe at all. but somehow, she feels safe next to him anyway. slowly, she turns on the bed, facing him and bringing her hand to rest on his elbow. she runs her fingers along his arm to silently tell him she needs him, then brings her hand back to find his. her eyes search for his as she pulls his hand up, resting it over her fast-beating heart to tell him that she’s too anxious to sleep, and she wants his company. / @dreadheir.
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she had met him on the way to his room earlier, said goodbye to him as he hurried off to class, and intended to get some homework done before he returned —- but after getting comfortable in the room that she has been spending more time in than her own, she had fallen asleep, face down on his bed, the book he lent her still open on the bed. her body stirs when she hears the door open, but she doesn’t open her eyes right away. it’s only a few moments later that she murmurs, body stretching and rolling over to her side to look up at him with a bashful grin. ❝ sorry. your bed’s taken, ❞ she mumbles, not yet moving to sit up, only looking over at the clock and then back to him. ❝ are you done with classes for the day? ❞ she hopes so; if he is, maybe she can stay like this. / @dreadheir.
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“this whole place would fall apart without you.”
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he chuckles softly as he slips off his work gloves, squinting as he looks up at his new employee. ❝ think so, huh? i don’t know about all that. ❞ he’s modest ( he always is ) because while he takes pride in what he does and everything he’s done to get here, he’s never thought of himself as holding that much power. none of this could be done without his team. he’s always wanted to do this, bring people together for something bigger. ❝ it’s people like you i need. i can kill my back every day tryin’ to get things done around here, but let’s face it, i ain’t the strongest here, ❞ he points out with a grin. ❝ and that’s why we need people like you, huh? ❞ he asks, patting his shoulder gently. ❝ it may just fall apart without you. literally. hey, you do good work, it’s good to have ya ‘round. ❞
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❝ theo . . . ❞ she whispers, hand on his shoulders and shaking him slightly to wake him up. it’s the first night they’re spending together since she’s moved to his city. they’re in her new apartment ---- something she hasn’t yet adjusted to ----- and she can’t sleep. normally, she may assume that her lack of sleep is because new places are difficult for her to find comfort in, but she knows it's not all that. she’s too excited. and she may be doing this often ---- looking for a reminder that this is real. ❝ wake up, ❞ she whispers into his ear, leaning up to press a kiss to the side of his head. she’ll apologize later, but right now, she just wants to talk to him. that’s all she can think about.
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“remind me of what it’s like.” ↺ @dreadheir
she’s laying close to him, arms wrapped around him tightly in a protective hold. his words surprise her, but they don’t push her away at all. she’s careful in response, bringing her hand up to his cheek to rest the backs of her fingers against it. ❝ theo, ❞ she whispers, leaning forward to place her lips against his other cheek. ❝ anything for you. ❞ her words are dragged out, lips dragging down his cheek over to his jaw. she intends to make each of her touches as soft and as loving as possible, wanting nothing more than to make him feel comfortable. she pulls back, eyes meeting his. ❝ okay. let me, ❞ she whispers, carefully pulling her arms away from him and pushing him back on his back. she crawls over him, sitting lightly on his waist as she brings her hands to the bottom of her shirt to pull over her body. hair falls against her shoulders as she tosses the shirt aside. ❝ tell me if this is okay, ❞ she speaks quietly, her eyes still locked with his.
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she jumps up as she hears the knock on her door, relieved that he had taken her silent invitation. she runs her hands over her clothes to straighten up, wearing pajama shorts and one of his zip up hoodies ever since she had gotten the pizza. half and half, one side filled with his favorite toppings, and the other filled with hers --- no stuffed crust, just as he likes it. she opens the door with a grin, hand resting on the doorframe as if to create a barrier between him and the rest of the room, like she won’t invite him in. ❝ hey, you. didn’t expect you. ❞ it’s clear that she did, a teasing grin instantly forming over her features. ❝ you know, i’m throwing a real rager in here. i’m not sure if it’s your scene, ❞ she taunts. / @dreadheir.
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she’s been trying to figure him out ever since he invited her to his house party this weekend. she’s been trying to figure him out longer than that too, but this feels like a development she doesn’t know how to read yet. he wants to hang out with her outside of the library, some place personal. she’s never been invited to a party before, and her first instinct was to say no, but it’s him. she’s so curious about him, curious about what it is that he may see in her ---- and whether or not whatever she’s feeling is even reciprocated. she’s been more on edge than usual as they sit together at their usual table in the library, shifting in her seat as she can’t stop her mind from wandering. finally, she breaks the silence, bringing her pencil up to his book and tapping it lightly. ❝ can i . . . show you something? ❞ she asks, staring back at him shyly for a long moment before she flips to a different page in her sketchbook, finding a sketch that clearly resembles him. she gulps, turning it around and sliding it over for him to look at. ❝ i don’t think i even realized i was drawing it. most times, i don’t realize. i just --- draw whatever’s on my mind, and then i look down, and . . . usually i’m surprised. ❞ lips rub together, her eyes staring back at him. she was thinking of him randomly. does he ever do the same? maybe she can start to find answers based on whatever his reaction to this is.
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it’s peaceful in their garden as she finishes up a her latest drawing, theo sitting in a chair nearby and keeping her company in silence. there’s something that’s been on her mind lately, something she hasn’t known how to bring up until she finds an opening now. her name is signed to the corner of the piece before she takes it off the board, making her way over to where he’s seated and climbing into his lap. ❝ hey, ❞ she speaks quietly, leaning forward to press a kiss to his forehead. ❝ i want to show you something, ❞ she insists, bringing the drawing up into her lap. ❝ there’s something wrong with this. and ---- i want to tell you what it is, but it’s sort of . . . i don’t know, a big conversation, ❞ she insists, gulping as her eyes meet his. she knows she likely doesn’t make sense, so she forces herself to go on. ❝ here, ❞ she says, pointing to her signature in the corner. her face turns red, scared of how he’s going to react to this despite knowing in her heart, he’s going to agree. ❝ i don’t want to sign my name like that anymore. ❞ it’s not just about signing her name. it’s about her name, entirely. shaky sigh leaves her lips, tongue swiping over them as she takes a deep breath. ❝ i don’t ----- think that makes sense. that being my name. i don’t think it makes sense, ❞ she tries to explain. ❝ i think . . . it should be ---- yours, ❞ she says, still not directly saying what it is she wants to say, but she can’t get there. she needs to figure out how he’s reacting first.
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she spots him sitting alone at the lunch table and knows it’s her chance. last night was the first time she allowed herself to spend the night at his place, and as good as it was, it only made her panic. they’re getting comfortable with each other; she’s getting comfortable with him, and the more she does that, the easier it is for her to get hurt. and spending the night with him wasn’t as simple as she’s sure it might have been for him; it was a big deal for her, and she felt like she was risking a lot. but just because she ran off quickly that morning, without saying much to him at all, doesn’t mean she wasn’t happy with the way it went ---- and now, she has to make sure he knows it’s not something else. her hands clutch her tray tightly as she moves to stand in front of him at the table, offering a small smile. ❝ can i ----- sit here? ❞ she asks, teeth tugging on her bottom lip as she slowly sits across from him, nerves suddenly kicking in again quickly. ❝ sorry i left so soon this morning. ❞ she was scared of that good morning kiss, of that look in his eyes when he saw her staring back at him, of whatever conversation they may have that would feel too real. so when they both started to wake, she had told him she was in a hurry ---- only to be left thinking about this all day. ❝ i’ve never . . . really spent a whole night with someone. i just felt kind of lost this morning. you know, felt like i had a lot to do, didn’t have enough time to do it, had to get to class . . . ❞ it’s true, she hasn’t and she did feel lost, but the rest of it wasn’t the problem. even sitting before him now makes her anxious, in a good way, just one she hasn’t fully processed yet. ❝ i wish i didn’t. leave so early, i mean, ❞ she blurts, speaking honestly.
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she wakes up suddenly, gasping lightly as she realizes she’s not in her own bed. she doesn’t remember falling asleep, and it definitely was never her intention ----- but she’s clearly made herself comfortable while she was asleep, her hand holding his that is wrapped around her waist. she can’t help but to smile, the thought of him climbing in after she had fallen asleep one that is endearing to her; but at the same time, she’s scared, because they’re so close now and she doesn’t know what to do with that yet. she gulps, her fingers unclenching around his and fingertips lightly brushing up his arm before she turns her body over to face his. small, bashful smile forms on her lips as she sees him looking back at her. ❝ oh, i --- hi, ❞ she mumbles, voice tired. ❝ i’m --- i’m sorry, i didn’t mean to fall asleep. in . . . in your bed. we were supposed to be studying, i know, i just ---- tired, i guess, ❞ she insists, clearing her throat as she looks up at him nervously. ❝ and i was . . . comfortable. ------ sorry. for falling asleep on you. ❞
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