#flip!theo raeken

[jjtheresidentbaby]

Puppy Pack Classification Headcanons

characters featured : liam, hayden, mason, corey, theo [moodboards for characters included]

[slight tw for theo’s — mentions him having a bad past]

find hale pack here & mccall pack here

Liam Dunbar : little — he is just the babiest of babies I swear!! he’s on the clinger side of things when he’s small as it can be very scary for him, between how bad his nightmares are normally and then when he regresses they only become worse. He likes to have Hayden watch him or Mason, they’re both his safe people and neither have any problem staying up late when he doesn’t want to sleep. Mason tends to have them play games, not the normal video games as those can get a bit graphic but he brings cards games and boards game over. Hayden prefers to have them lay in bed and talk about things to hopefully lull Liam to sleep. On the flip side, if it’s daytime and Liam’s regressed he stays pretty happy, it’s also a great way to control any anger he may feel. Him and Theo get along well and Liam’s happy to drag Theo around wherever they may, he’s very content being the leader with games and such. Occasionally he’ll ask Scott to watch over him if he’s feeling extra “werewolf-y” as he puts it, but in general he’s not picky about who watches over him, he has favorites yes but as long as he feels safe he’s okay with anyone ♡

Hayden Romero : flip — she has a little lean but it only ever comes out around specific people, mostly Liam, Masson and Corey but sometimes Scott & Theo. She’s got a killer sweet tooth, little or not, she loves to snack on candy or go out for ice cream with any excuse in the book. When she is little she carries around a stuff bear from her childhood that her sister got her, she technically has two of them [see middle picture of the moodboard] but favors the one with the hearts because it was the first one her sister had got her. Her sister doesn’t know about Hayden’s regression as she gets very shy and embarrassed about needing to regress, but she’s more relaxed about her caregiver side and will sometimes bring the little she’s watching over to the station for a quick visit. She’s a pack caregiver of sorts, someone to babysit anyone in the pack if they need it, but mainly she watches over Liam which may turn into play-dates depending on her mood, and she’s watched over Stiles more than once because they both end up stuck at the police station waiting on their respected person ♡

Mason Hewitt : caregiver — the caregiver of the entire puppy pack, and he’s the best at it! He’s got books and movies and games and everything that a little could want or need, he’s always prepared. He also carries a backpack filled with extra supplies at all times, at school he’ll leave it in his locker but if the pack is going on an outing he makes sure to have it on him. He’s also great at bedtime, he’s able to get the crankiest little to sleep with just a simple story, this annoys and impresses the older members of the pack that struggle severely to get through bedtime without losing their minds. Mason mainly watches Liam as that’s his best friend, but Hayden and Theo are looked after by him pretty frequently too. He’s extremely patient and knows that Hayden and Theo struggle to regress around others so he takes the time he can watch over them very seriously and straight to his heart ♡

Corey Bryant : caregiver — Corey isn’t as physically prepared as Mason is, as in he doesn’t carry a heft of a backpack around filled with necessities. But Corey is great at listening to issues and talking an upset little down, he’s someone the littles can go to if they’re upset. He’s also pretty good at patching up scarped knees which Liam definitely appreciates. He and Mason usually watch over the three together even if Corey doesn’t ask, it’s just rare to see the pack separated even when only one of them is regressed ♡

Theo Raken : flip — after everything that happens he isn’t too keen on telling anyone that he’s a flip, nor does he think anyone would believe him if he did. But after some months and some therapy, he tells Mason, Liam & Hayden. He figures out of everyone they seem the most likely to accept him and he’s right, they’re all surprisingly nice about it and supportive. Eventually Hayden, Mason and Corey even get Theo to regress around them and even if he is a clingy sniffling mess the whole time, they don’t get mad, don’t punish him, it’s like a breath of fresh air compared to his last caregivers. He’s never had someone care for him like they do, and when Liam starts to regress at the same time as Theo he’s over the moon. They get along great and while Theo falls into a much more reserved and shy headspace than Liam, he’s still happy to take Liam’s hand and go on whatever adventures the latter desires. When Theo’s caregiving it’s usually only to Liam and maybe Hayden, but he try’s his best. He doesn’t have a lot of practice and has to call Mason and Corey up a thousand times to double check things, but he isn’t as bad as he thought he’d be. He likes carrying Liam on his hip and making them both lunches as cooking is about the only thing Theo can get right every time. At some point the rest of the pack find out about his classification and Theo has a minor freak out about it, he’s quickly calmed down when he realizes that nobody’s mad at him. Not even Stiles makes a joke about it. Theo still sticks to Hayden, Mason, Corey and Liam after the rest find out out, but nobody minds and that means the world to Theo ♡

[lesbiradshaw]

they were in love here [two characters engaging in hand to hand combat]

[zaceouiswriting]

Under the Alpha's gaze

Characters: Theo Raeken x Liam Dunbar, Male Reader (Theo's older Alpha brother) x Liam Dunbar, Male reader (Theo's older Alpha brother)x Theo Raeken

Universe: Somewhere in Teen Wolf

Warnings: Smuttish, Incestuous

You woke up groggy. Pissed off that your sleep was disturbed, you rolled onto your side and slammed your hand down on the offending alarm clock, breaking it into pieces - like it deserved. A groan of annoyance passed your lips when you realized what you had just done and heard the pieces flying everywhere. You had no intention of getting up, but now you were forced to.

As you rolled toward the edge, your feet landed on the cold floor as you sat up in the same motion. Your eyes were still almost closed, as the room was so bright since you had forgotten to close the shutters. Exhausted, you mumbled incomprehensible words, as you forced yourself to stand. Walking towards a specific cabinet, you opened it and pulled out another clock - one of dozens.

But instead of putting it on your nightstand like any sensible person would, you had no choice but to throw it on your bed because the urge to pee became too great.

You wiped your face with your hand as you walked to your bedroom door, you opened it. Outside the room, after just a few steps to the bathroom, you trip over your feet. Without thinking, you opened the bathroom door. Inside, you saw some of your fraternity brothers doing it. Nothing new or strange. So you just went in, excused yourself, and mostly ignored them. You dropped your sweatpants to the floor, flipped up the toilet seat, and groaned in satisfaction when you finally managed to empty yourself. You felt like you were constantly being watched, which was nothing new either.

When you were done, you put yourself away again, pulling up your pants, and as you walked past the two boys, you slapped the top's ass like you normally would, complementing his firm cheek. Right next to them, you apologized as you reached for the water beneath the bottom. After washing your hands, you looked in the mirror for a second and noticed that the couple had stopped moving.

After taking a step back, you knew why. You took the bottom guy's left leg and carefully lifted it, not knowing how flexible he was. But to your surprise, it was easy for you to get his leg onto the counter. Although you didn't want to seem too curious, you still applied light pressure to the guy's back and neck, forcing him down.

Looking at your masterpiece, you smiled and wished them a lot of fun, as the top could now penetrate much deeper. Before you could embarrass yourself, you quickly left the bathroom and closed the door behind you. Outside, you stood at the door for a moment, chuckling and rearranging yourself, as the sight had made you horny. With half a mind, you wanted to go back inside and asked if you could jump in. But you quickly shrugged the thought and went downstairs instead.

As you wandered into the kitchen and made yourself a cup of coffee, a feeling of dread slowly filled your veins as you looked around. You noticed pictures of your family everywhere, including your mostly absent parents and your brother, Theo. 

You were in a daze, and before you knew it, you found yourself standing in front of the bathroom door again. As you opened it, you peered inside the room without stepping in, staring at the people inside in amazement.

“(Y/N)?” Theo asked, audibly uncomfortable.

“Theo,” you replied, smiling smugly, just staring at them. You watched with great interest how your brother's boy toy's ass squirmed and Theo's grip on his waist tightened.

"Can you... you know, leave us alone?"

“Nope, can’t do, little brother.” With an even more smug smile than before, you looked at him, taking a sip of your coffee as if nothing strange was happening.

You saw Theo throw his head back and groan in annoyance. It made you smile as you realized that you could tease him in different ways, this time worse than any before. Because no one liked being interrupted while fucking.

“But I have to admit I’m surprised,” you said casually. It piqued Theo's interest, causing him to turn his head in your direction while still thrown back. "I didn't think you'd... you know, stick it in?"

Stunned, your brother stared at you for a second longer before his head snapped back into place. “You thought I was the bottom?”

“I mean... I wouldn't have said it like that, more like... you know... a little bit of both? Maybe more to the joys of your bottom?”

“So, a bottom?”

“Yeah, pretty much.” As you take another sip of coffee, you just stand there as if you were the annoyance reincarnated, just like you as the older brother had to be. You let your gaze wander to the naked boy that your brother was obviously still inside. "And who are you? Just a booty call, his boy toy or his boyfriend? Maybe a little of all three?"

“Dude!” Theo tried to interrupt, but you just put your finger before your lips.

“Theo, mind your manners. Can't you see that I'm holding a conversation here?” Shaking your head, you looked back at your brother's visibly uncomfortable fuck buddy. "Can you believe this? I swear Theo has never been this rude. Okay, he is rude a lot, but not to this extent. Please don't leave him because of this! I'm sure it would break his little heart."

Something in Theo must have snapped at your condescending tone as he suddenly pulled out of his boy toy rather roughly and turned toward you. "His name is Liam Dunbar and he's my boyfriend, is that all, can we go back to what we were doing before you interrupted us?" His fists were clenched at his sides, you clearly angered him.

But the last name rang bells in your head. It took a moment, but you remembered. “Is this the Dunbar?” you asked, surprised but still smug. "The one you haven't kept your mouth shut about since you were twelve?" you asked Theo, but he just started to blush, giving you another angle from which to tease him. You turned to Liam again with a mischievous grin. “Did you know he has a book about you in his bedroom? He wrote down every single interaction you two had and even pasted pictures in it when-"

Theo suddenly jumped forward, only to put his hands over your mouth to silence you. He closed his eyes and clearly felt the embarrassment rising, as you could see the top of his back turning red, followed by his ears and cheeks. Even though you found the sight cute, you still had to reprimand him for acting so boldly, not only towards his older brother but towards Alpha as well.

So when Theo opened his eyes again, you weren't standing before him. You could sense his shock as his scent changed drastically. Certainly afraid you'll get the book. But you were in the same room instead. He went to close the door and sighed in relief, only to yelp when he saw you behind Liam.

“I have to say, he’s a real catch, Theo,” you whispered softly in Liam’s ear, knowing your brother could hear you. "A firm body, a nice ass, maybe a little flat, but nothing that a little training couldn't change." As you feel his body, you never break eye contact with Theo and grin widely. Just to give Liam a feel for your cock by pressing it against his spread ass cheeks. The moan you elicited from his lips was nothing short of intoxicating, but you were immune to it since he wasn't the first.

You stepped back from Liam and gave him a nice slap, eliciting another moan from him and leaving a red mark behind.

As you were about to pass Theo, you stopped and stared straight into his eyes. His body was still facing the door while only his head was facing you. But even from there, towering over him, you could see something interesting. Your still-present grin turned malicious. Without him seeing it, your hand wrapped around Theo's still-hard cock. You stroke it gently.

“What are you-“

“I wonder what’s keeping you hard,” you interrupted in an authoritative voice that stopped him from saying anything. “Is it an exhibitionist streak or your infatuation with me?” In a panic, Theo tried to deny it, but you stopped him with your other hand. “I know what you did three years ago,” you continued to whisper, “how you jerked me off when I was sound asleep. How shameful for a Raeken to be so needy and desperate for his older Alpha brother.“

You could see air being pushed out of his lungs as if he had been punched in the gut. Suddenly your eyes softened as you saw tears welling up in the corners of his hazel orbs. Carefully, you pulled his chin closer, bent his head down, and kissed his forehead.

“Never forget that I love you, little brother. Maybe not as much as you love me, but I value you above all else. My door is always open for you.”

You could see Theo shedding tears, something you had never seen before. He's usually a proud young man. You knew you had to take him down a peck or two. But the smell of the pure arousal he radiated from just standing near you made you believe he would do it all on his own.

However, before you could leave the couple alone, there was still something you had to do. You place your hand on your brother's chest and slowly slide it over his meaty abs.

“You can keep your precum to yourself, you horny little brat,” you whispered as you walked past Theo. But you stopped at the door for the last time after you opened it. “Hey, Dunbar!” When you called, the boy, still partially on the counter, looked at you in a daze. “If you ever get tired of that sarcastic smartass, you know where to find me.” You saw him blush as you winked at him. You then turned to your brother. “And if you want to know where you belong in our pack, you also know where to find me.”

When you left them alone, you didn't close the door, you left it wide open, knowing full well that nobody else would come there as Theo was in your care since you usurped the pack, humiliated your parents and threw them out. For the terrible parents, they had always been. Walking whistling back to your room you heard moans before you could even reach your door. Smiling and shaking your head, all you could think about was what a horny brat your sweet little brother had become. 

As you entered your bedroom, you could still clearly hear their moans. As you sat down at your desk to do some work for your pack and the pack's company, you suddenly realized you had left your coffee in the occupied bathroom. Groaning, you got up again to get another coffee, as you didn't want any special ingredients inside it.

***

A few days after the confrontation with you, Theo was sitting in his room with his boyfriend snuggled against his chest, seated on his lap. He was reading to him while simultaneously stroking his back. Since that day, Liam has been acting strangely and seemed more distant. Although it wasn't overly negative, he appeared to be deeper in thought than usual.

The scene was serene until Liam opened his mouth. “Do you ever think about your brother?” he asked suddenly.

But to Theo, it seemed like a normal question. “Of course,” he replied casually, “he’s my brother. He played with me when we were younger, didn’t go to parties because he wanted to be with me, and even babysat me a lot, why?”

Liam fell silent again, obviously nervously playing with his fingers. “I didn’t– That’s not–" He sighed heavily, "Just forget it.”

Theo quickly caught on to Liam's train of thought. He closed his back with a heavy look. “Yes,” he replied again. "When you have a brother like mine, all you think about is having rough sex with him. He's a great guy, handsome, and all-around perfect. Growing up with him was hard. I was hard all the time. When he walked around naked after showering or waking up in tight briefs and, worst case scenario, tight swimming trunks, completely covered in glistening water, I jerked off to that image for years!”

“I want to have sex with your brother,” Liam suddenly blurted out. But contrary to what he thought, Theo just chuckled.

“I think I can do something about it,” he murmured into Liam’s hair, groping his ass vigorously. "But remember, you're mine!" He flashed his ice-blue Beta eyes, which reacted with Liam's own, which glowed a dark blue, showing the slight difference in their hierarchy status.

As Theo hungrily went in for a kiss, all he could think about was your reaction to his suggestion. He hoped you were willing to do that since he would do anything to have sex with you, even if it meant giving up his own boyfriend to you in return.

[Masterlist]

[mysecretlittlelibrary]

Nothing To Chance

Pairing: Jordan Parrish x Reader

Word Count: 2.6k

Warnings: none really just Teen Wolf nonsense lol

Genre: fluff

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

***

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"What!?" You blink at him.

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

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

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

"I need some explanations." You frown.

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

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

"Correct." Scott nods.

"Hey it was very important." Stiles protests.

"For the cops maybe!" Scott scoffs.

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

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

"But not Scott?"

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

"Something?" You frown.

"Technically someone. Peter Hale." Scott says.

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

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

"Derek Hale is still alive?" You gasp.

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

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

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

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

"Stiles-" Scott warns.

"Sure, what is it?" You ask.

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

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

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

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

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

"Bad."

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Scott did you-?"

"No!" Scott says.

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

"Stiles!"

"What?! I support your endeavors."

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

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

"Okay?" You nod.

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

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

"Yes." He nods.

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

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

"And Theo's your age?"

"Correct." Stiles nods.

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

"What is it?" Scott asks.

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

"What-" Stiles frowns.

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

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

"Not since you were 12." You scoff.

"I will say it more often."

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

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

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

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

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

"Well I think-"

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

"Not yet." He frowns.

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

"See?" Stiles huffs at Scott.

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

"Thank you. I think?" Stiles says.

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

"What does that mean?" You frown.

"Chimeras." He tells you.

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

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

"Turning teenagers into mutants?" You blink.

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

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

"Sometimes." Stiles shrugs.

"More often than not." Scott adds.

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

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

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

"I always do." You shrug.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"He's a hellhound."

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

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

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

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

"Oh shut up." You roll your eyes.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"You're the hellhound." You say.

"Excuse me?" The man blinks at you.

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

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

"Huh?"

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

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

"Wait what were you doing at Eichen?"

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

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

"Ditto." You smile.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Are you suggesting I lie to your mother?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

***

[daylightdunbar]

| thiam — ivy fic. a sneak peak because i can’t shut up about this fic |

Theo shrinks under Liam’s eyes, exposed under the stare of someone looking at him without murder on their mind— no, Liam is looking at him like he wants to dedicate a lifetime to studying him, to figure every inch of him out and make him his greatest achievement.

Theo remembers what it was like, a tiny figure underneath the menacing figures of the dread doctors as they scrutinised him, prodded, poked, pushed and Theo stumbled, losing his balance as he hit the concrete only able to stare up at them until they felt satisfied enough.

Liam looks at him with a lightness to the intensity. Curious but sincere. Theo feels himself breathe, the rattle in his chest at how harshly he brings the air into his lungs and lets his shoulders fall.

“You can sleep here, you know.” Theo says, wanting— needing to change the subject and gestures to the blanket in the middle of them.

Liam arches an eyebrow at the change of pace, he opens his mouth to say something but slams it shut immediately after.

“Here?” Liam asks, looking around but Theo had parked the truck deep behind the trees, in an area so secluded that Liam isn’t even sure what direction the main road is in.

“I’m not going to pull something, Liam.” Theo says, swallowing down the ball in his throat, attempting something resembling a reassuring tone, flipping the top of the bottle open again.

Liam wants to argue, he does but the exhaustion that wears through his body, wrapping itself around his muscles, pushing against his bones loses that argument for him as he grasps at the blanket, bunching it underneath his head.

“I mean it, Raeken. Don’t you dare.” Liam huffs out, it lacks any maliciousness and his words are mostly muffled by the flannel blanket that he’s bundled in his arms but he manages to side—eye Theo one last time before he lets himself succumb to sleep, eyes fluttering between open and closed as he sinks his face into the blanket.

Theo pushes himself to the back of the truck, back pressed up against it and legs stretched out in front of him. Tilting his head back, it’s foggier now, greys melting into the dark blue of the sky, Theo is unable to stop himself stealing a glance at Liam, from listening to his steady heartbeat and cursing how fast his— own is beating.

Liam stirs, reaches out— a hand coming across to rest against Theo’s wrist, fingers twisting into the cuff of Theo’s hoodie sleeve, gripping it tight enough that his knuckles turn white. Theo freezes, flicking his eyes down to it, to Liam practically anchoring him down and loses track of the hours that float by in the process.

At one point, Theo feels himself start to drift off, head lolling to one side when he feels a weight against his side, soft but it’s enough to jolt him upright, eyebrows pulled together as he realises Liam’s head is now against his stomach, face pressed into his forearm.

[pansexual-puppy-pack]

day 5 of @theoraekenapperciation 's theo week 2024: college!

note: i don't know how community college works. non-american here. i didn't wanna do research. im sorry americans.

Theo dug his heels into the pebbled stone of the quad.

Beacon County Community College wasn't bad, really. It's just that Liam, Mason, and Corey had dropped him off a day before, helped him move into his dorm, and left him. Alone. In a new place with new people, and he didn't even know what he wanted to major in—holy shit, what was he doing here?

He should leave. He should turn around and go. And he could! He could pack everything back up, get into his truck, and leave.

He was about to.

Like, give him a second, he'll do it.

Fuck it, who was he kidding.

Theo started walking towards Building B.

It wasn't... bad. (Yeah, Theo was skeptical. He'd never really been to any kind of college before, and although he'd memorized the map before setting foot on campus, he didn't really know his way around. In a more social sense. It didn't help that he was surrounded by Liam, Corey, and Mason yesterday, who kept pushing him towards various different groups of people that Theo kept walking away from.)

It really wasn't—it was actually pretty nice, Theo had to admit, as he opened the oddly heavy front doors and went to look for the main auditorium. Just his luck, a couple RAs with nametags were at a table covered in the school colors handing out flyers and pointing to a bunch of places.

Fuck it. Theo approached the table.

One of the RAs noticed and gave him a friendly smile. "Hiya! How can I help you?"

"Which way to the main auditorium?" Theo asked, taking a flyer she handed him.

She pointed behind her, where a crowd of people were flooding towards the end of the hall. "Turn right at the corner—which dorm are you in?"

Theo gave her a close-lipped smile. "Gansey Hall,"

She seemed to light up at that and tapped the arm of her co-RA. "Hey, I think this one's yours!"

He looked up from his laptop, where he seemed to be looking at a disgustingly huge spreadsheet, and turned to face Theo, flashing him a smile. "Hi! Henry, I'm the Gansey RA for floors three and four, you're...?"

"Theo Raeken," He introduced. "Dorm 4D."

Henry laughed at that. "God, 4D—one of my friends used to be in there. If you find any plastic rats, please tell me, I think she stole at least five."

"Noted." Theo nodded. The clock on the wall said he had ten minutes before orientation started. "Why?"

"How much time do you have?" The first RA asked. "Dot. Mare Hall RA for floors 1 and 2."

"Ten minutes," Theo said, glancing back up at the clock. "Nine." He corrected.

"Not enough time, I think," Henry said. "I'll find ya when I do. For now, you should be getting to orientation—have fun!"

Theo decided to test the waters. (Wouldn't do any harm to get in his RA's good graces.) "Listening to a room of old people talk for two hours? Always." He said, heavy on the deadpan sarcasm as he started to follow the crowd.

Henry and Dot's light laughs echoed behind him. (Good. They like him. Hopefully.)

He got a text on his phone.

liam: Don't forget to be normal about making friends

Well. Theo wasn't entirely sure if what he just did was normal or not.

In the auditorium, Theo decided to flip a proverbial coin and take an unoccupied seat between two people in a middle row.

They were pretty nice, too—on his right was a nice lady in her mid-forties who started regaling him with a short version of her life story (Margaret), and on his left was a seventeen-year-old teenager who really wanted to be a full-time archivist (Dmitri). If by "normal", Liam meant "people around Theo's age", he'd already failed it once, but Margaret took a liking to Theo and gave him her number after she learned that they'd be taking the same Biology class, so a win was a win. Dmitri also handed Theo a little crocheted mouse after the orientation, so.

Once it wrapped up—thankfully without incident and without any classes that day—Theo went back out to Henry and Dot's table, where they quickly asked if he had any snacks on him.

"No," Theo said. "But I could grab you something from the vending machine around the corner if you want,"

"Oh my god, please," Dot begged. "I like, need a chocolate bar right now."

"Anything. Literally anything." Henry said. "You could shovel me dirt from the quad and I'd eat it,"

"Okay, jesus," Theo said lightly. "I'll be back."

More than a couple thank you's followed him down the hall as he blew fifteen bucks and five minutes on the vending machine, returning to the table with two handfuls of candy bars and chips for the two of them.

"Holy shit, thank you," Henry said, ripping into a bag of chips. He ate one and whispered, "You get one free pass for this, use it wisely,"

"Henry!" Dot whisper-yelled, unwrapping a chocolate bar.

"What?" Henry asked. "He doesn't look like someone who'd need it, anyway, right, Theo?"

Theo nodded. "If my dorm's trashed, it was my friends from highschool."

"I'll take your word for it," Henry said, making a zipping motion in Dot's direction when she opened her mouth to protest.

Theo greeted them a goodbye as he walked off. He wanted to explore the campus.

[buckybarnesss]

The thing I struggle the most with is how Derek is criticised very harshly for his mistakes, while a character like Theo is absolved of everything, because he *checks notes* can be shipped with Liam.

Theo is everything that people say they hate about Derek. He's manipulative, he kidnaps people, killed his sister, and is actually pushing Stiles out of Scott's life. The initial feelings of jealousy Stiles have for Derek in season 1 bear out here, in that Derek never wanted to push Stiles away, while Theo absolutely does.

Not that Theo isn't an interesting character. I like him, it's just that I recognise that, yes, he is a foil for Derek. Everything Scott thought Derek was, Theo is.

I've seen people say that Theo was brainwashed by the Dread Doctors to kill his sister, and you know, that doesn't actually absolve him of that. If we're playing that game, then Derek and Allison can do absolutely nothing wrong, because they're abused and manipulated throughout the series.

I actually am convinced that a lot of Derek haters never actually watched the show and are consumed by fanon interpretations of him. Like, Derek is described as being violent and abusive, with no thought put into how he approaches humans vs werewolves.

Aside from one instance (the steering wheel, and lbr, I don't think that hurt all that much), Derek is gentle with Stiles. He doesn't throw Stiles around, he pushed him against one door (contrast that with how Scott and Chris push Stiles around). With Scott, it's different. Scott is a werewolf. Scott can heal, and also Scott started their first fight and Derek responded.

That is the exact opposite of abusive. Justice for my boy, Derek Hale, unfairly hated because he tried to save peoples lives.

i feel like the type of fan that favors theo like this skews younger and they either watched the show in the later seasons once a lot of the original fandom had departed or they've only participated in fandom via fic.

these things are fine but it does seem to lead to continued mischaracterization and derek often seems to be the one who gets the brunt of it.

allison too is still raked over the coals for being gaslit by her entire family and than manipulated by gerard. i think people don't think chris and victoria's treatment of allison wasn't abusive and miss that her entire season 3 arc was her atonement for what she did at the end of season 2 and she died in the end. it wasn't a happy ending for her.

it also never fails to make me laugh when i see people shipping thiam but while saying sterek is problematic because of the age gap. it's like babe the call is coming from inside the house.

and i've said this before and i'll keep saying it season 5 theo raeken does a lot of loading bearing in season 5 due being a dark reflection of stiles and a narrative mirror to both derek and scott.

it was done very purposefully and flipped the script on scott. i didn't realize it was something of a controversial take until i posted about it lol. theo's entire function as character in season 5 is to be a mirror.

theo is scott's attempt at course correcting what happened with derek. which to me fandom seems to misunderstand and mischaracterize derek and scott's relationship and continues to pit them against each other over various slights.

theo also exposes scott's failings as a leader and his self-righteousness but so much of fandom seems to think that scott is some how flawless and doesn't receive punishment by the narrative. he was manipulated, his pack broke up, he was unable to save barely anyone and he died. theo was scott's punishment.

tl; dr fandom be wild.

[bonniebird]

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The meal started awkwardly. Rebekah sat at one end of the table while Theo sat opposite. You sat between them feeling a little uncomfortable as you tried to make polite conversation. Everything seemed to lead to an argument until it came to the bad guys they had to deal with over the years.

After that, the dinner was a lot easier to go through, since they’d broken the ice. There still seemed to be a bit of tension as you realised the conversion was still competitive. Rebekah won apparently as she managed to pay before Theo. Deciding to distract from the argument over who should have paid you brought up getting a taxi.

You smiled to yourself as you waved to Theo and Rebekah as you left the restaurant. They’d started to bicker about who would get to give you a ride home so you thought that it would be better if you walked. It wasn’t far.

You screamed when you licked the front door and flipped on the living room switch to see everyone waiting in the living room.

“What is wrong with all of you?!” You yelped.

“Oh. Well, Lydia was waiting to see how your date went with Theo and an ancient vampire. Bonnie stopped by to see Malia and Stiles made Bonnie jump which made the lights turn off… which was why we were in the dark.” Scott explained. You huffed and sighed.

“I’m going up to my room to call someone…” You said as you frowned at the group who were still adjusting to the light. 

“You dates?” Lydia asked teasingly. 

“You know what we had a lovely dinner. So… enough said.” You started to leave and then turned back to add. "Also I made out with them." Before hurrying upstairs to your room.

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[sterek-ao3feed]

Cause It's 3 AM and He's Calling The Only One He Knows

Read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/58509214

by notyourtipicalauthor

Each clandestine encounter outside the Alpha werewolf's sanctuary occurred with a pattern – every time Theo, Derek's boyfriend, was away. Stiles played the role of the interloper, the forbidden lover lurking in the shadows, pretending that this illicit liaison meant nothing, that his heart remained untouched by the seductive allure of Derek's forbidden affection. Yet, with each stolen moment, the web of desire and deceit grew thicker, ensnaring Stiles in a tangled maze of emotions that he struggled to navigate.

Derek leans in close, whispering between gritted teeth, making it clear he’s got something naughty in mind. “I want a little role reversal,” he murmurs, practically vibrating with need. “I want you to shove me against the wall and make me take it.” Stiles’s heart races; it’s like Derek’s flipping the script, and it’s thrilling.

Inspired by Halsey - 3 AM

Words: 2659, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 57 of Cheating Derek Hale

Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Theo Raeken, Peter Hale

Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale/Theo Raeken

Additional Tags: Top Stiles Stilinski, Bottom Derek Hale, Porn with Feelings, Oblivious Theo Raeken, Cheating Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski Has a Big Dick, Cock Slut Derek Hale, Exhibitionism, Riding, Size Queen Derek Hale, Drugs, Werewolf Drugs, Rough Sex, Barebacking, Derek Hale Has a Nice Butt, Derek Hale is a Tease, Manhandling, No Lube, Blow Jobs, exhibitionist Derek Hale, Horny Derek Hale, Booty Calls, Enthusiastic Consent

https://archiveofourown.org/works/58509214

[usermischief]

♞Pairing: Steo ♞Characters: Stiles Stilinski, Theo Raeken ♞Tags: a/b/o - dynamics, alpha!theo, omega!stiles, knotting, rough sex, canon divergent, nogitsune!stiles ♞Words: 3400 ♞Kinktober - A/B/O

ao3

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sugar and spice (and everything nice)

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Stiles crouches on the edge of the stage, watching the crowd move to the music. Cute couples trying to figure out how to slow dance, best friends purposefully stepping on each other's feet, all to a disgustingly boring song. All of them are still so innocent — and so lucky because they don’t know yet how extremely obnoxious it can be to have an alpha. Theo is great for the most part, but Stiles still wants to rip his head off half the time they’re together. 

“He thinks people don’t sexualize athletes, huh?” Brett leans against the stage, arms folded and black shirt snug against his bicep. When it came to potential mates, Brett was on the list as a failsafe. He’s been the ‘if we don’t find anybody else by thirty’ alternative. Theo has always been his first choice, even if Stiles tried to ignore it in the beginning. He loves that pain in his ass more than he can comprehend. Theo knows that. He still hates Stiles working with Brett more than his own parents — and that’s saying something. 

Kira clicks her tongue, balls of her feet knocking against the stage in no particular rhythm. “Give him a break,” she says, cocking her head to the right, “I wouldn’t mate with a nogitsune either.” 

“Fair point.” 

Stiles whacks the back of Brett’s head. “I love you too.” Sighing, he crosses his arms over his thighs. “We’ve been hired to teach these kids a few dances for their prom night. Theo needs to get his shit together.” Not that Stiles is entirely innocent, but that doesn’t change the fact that they keep fighting over the same stupid shit — Stiles’ job. But Theo knew that. Stiles has been working on this since before he’s presented as an omega, and certainly long before they even got together. It’s not like Stiles hid his nature. Theo knew exactly what he was getting into, and he still wooed Stiles for almost two years. 

“Brett snorts. “You say that as if High School students aren’t the horniest people on the planet.” For someone who calls himself his best friend, Brett is entirely unhelpful. 

“Don’t act like you aren’t enjoying Theo flipping his shit,” Kira notes without looking away from the dancing crowd. “You started this with yesterday’s choreography.” 

Stiles throws his hands in the air. “It’s our job.”

“Personally, I don’t remember touching our partner’s leg as part of the choreography,” Brett deadpans. 

Stiles needs better friends — or rather, he needs people who know him and let him get away with his bullshit. Instead, his best friends are an absolute angel and a reformed lacrosse jock. It’s like having two Jiminy Crickets on his shoulders. “You don’t usually complain when I improvise a little.” Brett’s choreographies are amazing, but he encourages Kira and Stiles to work with each other as much as possible. 

Shaking his head, Brett hoists himself onto the stage. “I might just change my mind if it means I Have to walk home.”

“Theo’s gonna come.” As much as his dear alpha loves to bitch and moan, he’d never actually let Stiles walk anywhere at night. Omega nogitsunes are just rare enough to catch unwanted attention wherever he goes — not necessarily to claim him. Stiles would probably end up in a fucking zoo for a shitton of money. It’s a good thing he’s usually around alphas when he’s not with Theo. It’s not that he specifically chose his best friends to be alphas. They just happened to both present as one. It did make things a lot easier after hitting 21, that’s for sure. 

Brett merely sighs. He’s probably mostly pissed that they’re at Beacon Hills High instead of Devenford Prep. 

“Oh, look.” Kira points in the direction of the gym’s entrance. “Our ride’s here.” And she drops off the stage without another word. Seems like she’s looking forward to their ride home. Contrary to popular belief, Stiles and Theo know not to carry their discrepancies to the outside world. They like to fight, yes, but they know how to behave themselves in front of other people. They’ll probably drive home in uncomfortable silence. It’s not exactly pleasant, but much better than with people yelling at each other. 

Theo leans against the doorframe, talking to Natalie and Coach Finstock. He looks as if he’s completely relaxed, but even from a distance Stiles can see that his boyfriend is pissed off. They didn’t separate on the best terms today, something Stiles usually tries to prevent. It’s something his father taught him, knowing exactly how it feels to lose someone in the middle of a fight. So, yes. Maybe he feels a little guilty now that he sees him. 

Brett breathes in deep, even moving his hand a little as if to fan the air towards him. “Damn, the fresh scent of regret.” He pushes off the stage, smirking at Stiles over his shoulder. “What a beautiful thing.” 

“Oh, screw you.” Stiles jumps to the ground, head held high. Just because he feels bad for having to leave before making up to Theo does not mean he’s wrong. His point still stands. If Theo wants someone who is his tame little omega with no life then he should just end their relationship. It’s not like Stiles tricked Theo into anything. They’ve known each other before they eventually presented and got together. To be fair, their friendship has already been a rollercoaster with Stiles being a fox and Theo being a wolf. So, it’s absolutely no surprise their relationship is as tumultuous as it is. That still does not change the fact that Stiles will not become Theo’s little house omega. He has a life. He has a career. He is not going to put that on hold just because Theo is so fucking jealous he’d rather lock Stiles up in the basement so nobody can look at him. He’s a dancer, for fuck’s sake. He has always been a dancer. 

When they reach the entrance, Theo is merely holding out his hand while still deep in conversation with Finstock about the current state of the lacrosse team. Theo has never been on the lacrosse team, but Finstock probably doesn’t care. 

“Are we still on for Sunday?” Natalie asks. 

Stiles slips his hand in Theo’s, unable to hide his smile when his boyfriend squeezed his hand tightly. “Yes, of course.” When Natalie contacted them, wondering if they could maybe give the students a few dance lessons in preparation for prom night, they also agreed on a lunch date. Sunday was the only day his father managed to get off work. They haven’t seen each other in a couple of months with all of their schedules as full as they are. 

“Wonderful, I’ll see you then.” Natalie smiles at them, then hurries off to the stage. The dance lesson is officially over. 

Theo doesn’t offer Finstock a ‘goodbye’. He tugs on Stiles’ hand, grip all but painful, and drags him off to the car. 

Kira and Brett follow in silence.

— — — 

“I don’t know what you want from me,” Stiles snaps, throwing his bag into one of the chairs near the window front. 

Theo slams the door shut behind him. “I want you to behave for once in your life!” 

“Behave?” Stiles echoes, whirling around in disbelief. “I’m not your fucking dog, Theo.” He understands that he’s overdoing it sometimes, even though touching Kira’s leg during a choreography to a flirty song isn’t what Stiles would consider ‘overdoing it’. He’s a fucking dancer. It’s called doing his job. "If you want someone who worships your every step maybe you shouldn’t have wasted your time with me, and instead mated with Tracy."

Theo narrows his eyes, watching Stiles for a few seconds. His tense posture relaxes a bit, almost like he regrets ever bringing it up. “You know that’s not what I want.” 

“Then stop telling me what to do, Theodore.” The hotel room feels way too small for the two of them right now, but he isn’t going to leave — at least not completely. “I’m going to take a shower,” he says in a low voice. Because if he cannot leave, he’s simply going to end this discussion differently. “Maybe you should use that time to take a fucking walk and calm down.” There are a lot of things Theo lets him get away with; Stiles ordering him around isn’t one of them. 

As expected, Theo slams him against the large window front. “What did you just say?” 

Stiles can feel the glass vibrate at his back. His body reacts to this treatment almost immediately, and he knows Theo has noticed it as well. “I said,” he snarls, even though there is absolutely no need to repeat his words — they both heard what he said, “take a fucking walk and calm down.” 

Red bleeds into Theo’s eyes. “You better watch that pretty mouth of yours.” 

“Or what?” Stiles shoots back, even though he already knows the answer. Because it’s part of their routine, it’s part of their way to make up. They will fight, they will fuck, and then, after spending all of their anger and energy, they’ll finally be able to talk. They will have a few good weeks, maybe months, and then they repeat their little song and dance. Their natures clash, but their souls connect. It’s the classic tale of two people who cannot live with or without each other. 

Theo grabs him by the throat, his thumb pressing against his pulse point. “Or I’m going to fuck it.” 

Stiles laughs. “I’m not sure if that’s supposed to be a threat or a promise.” 

Growling, Theo all but tosses him to the ground. 

The second Stiles’ knees hit the expensive rug in front of the bed, his omega nature clashes with his nogitsune. It’s an endless internal struggle that’s driving Stiles up the wall in the best and worst possible way. Part of him wants to please his alpha, show him how good he is, how perfect. The other part wants to bring Theo down with him, watch him crumble or blow up. In retrospect, he can’t blame Kira or others who say they’d never mate with a nogitsune. It takes a special person to keep him under control, and perhaps Theo is the only person who ever could.  

Theo prowls over to him, quietly growling the whole time. 

Stiles struggles with wanting to lash out and wanting to make himself as small as possible. It pisses him off even more, pushing him deep into a rabbit hole of anger and guilt — but his body reacts despite both feelings. He can feel his dick harden, can’t stop thinking about Theo fucking him senseless. “Fuck you,” he snaps after a short while, mostly to fill the silence hanging heavily between them. 

A chuckle follows his insult. “You really think you can just run that pretty mouth of yours whenever you want, huh?” Theo licks his lips and opens his belt. “Are you that desperate for my cock down your throat?” 

Stiles is not proud of the wanton sound leaving his mouth, or that his boxer briefs are already damp. They’re in the middle of a fucking fight. Theo threw him to the floor, and yet his fucking body prepares to be fucked by his alpha. Stiles absolutely loathes it. Yet at the same time, he can’t get enough of it. He swallows heavily and straightens his spine, moving himself to his knees. It’s not the first time it would happen exactly like this — Stiles on his knees, Theo wrapping the belt around his neck as a substitute for a collar and leash. This one, like all of Theo’s belts, has a small hole punched into it so Theo can fasten the belt tight enough to be noticeable without choking Stiles. 

That’s something he prefers to do by hand. 

But Theo has something else in mind. “Hands behind your back.” He’s stepped so close that Stiles’ nose bumps against the obvious erection poorly hidden by jeans. Looks like he’s not the only one conditioned to get horny whenever their fight is reaching its climax. It’s an interesting combination, and even though Stiles is more than aware this isn’t the healthiest of relationships or conflict resolutions, it works for them. Probably so much better than it should be.

Stiles whimpers, but he puts his arms behind his back and tries his hardest to stay unmoving even though Theo presses deliciously against him.

“If you think,” Theo says in a very low voice, pulling the belt tight, “I’ll reward you for acting the way you did today and yesterday, you’re wrong.” There’s a cold edge to his voice, but his dick more than betrays Theo’s words. He loves Stiles sucking him off just as much as fucking him senseless. “You want to be seen?” Without checking if the belt is too tight — it isn’t, Theo knows it isn’t because he’s done this more than enough times to have perfected it — his dear alpha yanks him to his feet. “Fine, let’s give them a show.” Without any more explanation, Theo shoves him onto the bed.  

Stiles falls onto it face first, grumbling into the pillows before twisting his head to the side. It’s pretty apparent who is the “them” Theo was referring to. They’re on full display for the building on the other side of the street. There are lights on in one of the offices. If they just so happened to look out of the window, they’d see something they probably didn’t sign up for. 

Theo makes short work of Stiles’ jeans, pulling them down with his boxer briefs. “Look at that,” he croons, pressing two fingers against his wet hole for all but a second, and Stiles whines at the loss before he can catch himself, “your body knows who you belong to.” Humming appreciatively, Theo opens his zipper. 

Stiles watches Theo in the reflection of the windows, pressing his lips into a thin line. There will be no foreplay today. Neither has the patience for it, even though his fucking boyfriend makes a show of stroking himself lazily. “Screw you,” Stiles spits, twisting his hands uselessly. Neither is in the right mind to be nice or affectionate either. 

Theo grabs his hips and pulls him back towards him. “Watch it.” And that’s all the warning he gets before Theo presses against him, and the tip of his dick pushes inside without any resistance.

Stiles’ knee-jerk reaction is to twist away, but Theo doesn’t give him any wiggle room. His hands are on his hips, blunt nails digging into his skin, and pushes into him in one long thrust. There is zero time to adjust. It doesn’t hurt, but it’s an uncomfortable stretch since Theo isn’t exactly on the small side. Stiles loves it. Way too much. Yet at the same time, he hates how his body betrays his anger; how desperate it is for Theo and his stupid dick playing him exactly the way he needs it. Stiles curls his fingers into tight fists, wishing he was strong enough to break this belt. He also knows it’s there for a reason because the part that doesn’t want to please Theo wants to fucking hit him — something he’s done before, something he still feels horrible about. 

But Theo knows how to handle his nogitsune. Theo knows to handle all of him. 

Just like Stiles knows Theo struggles not to move. He can feel the muscles in his thighs tremble a little. If anybody on this planet could match Stiles’ stubbornness, it would be Theo, and he’s trying to teach him a lesson. Stiles breathes in through his nose, forehead pressed into the pillows, and grinds his teeth so hard his jaw hurts. The second he opens his mouth, he is either going to lash out or beg Theo to move, move.

Move.

He doesn't want to do either. 

It's Theo who cracks first, cursing audibly before pulling back, and with a snap of his hips, he buries himself deep inside him again. Then he pauses. 

Again.  

Stiles bites into the pillow to stifle a moan. Betraying his earlier words, Theo isn’t exactly punishing Stiles for his behavior. Theo wants Stiles to enjoy himself every time they have sex — if it’s during his heat or an argument, it doesn’t matter. Stiles can angrily bite into pillows for as long as he wants, they’re both aware that he wants to tell Theo how well he takes care of him, how he’s a good alpha, how he’s his alpha. It’s the type of submission that makes Stiles want to pull his teeth out. 

Theo keeps fucking him, hands never straying from his hips. It's a slow pace. Agonizingly slow. Littered with too many pauses. Theo fucks him like he has all the time in the world — like they don’t have dinner plans in two hours. And although Stiles isn’t exactly hating what’s going on, this is Theo’s form of punishment. He’s doing this to fuck the attitude out of him. Slow and steady. That’s always been this asshole’s motto. They would not be together if it weren’t.  

And it works.

Like it does every time. 

Stiles moans.

Theo chuckles, shifting just the smallest bit behind him. The jeans scratch against Stiles’ exposed thighs, making him squirm. “Are you done now?” Theo asks, sounding ever so innocently — like he doesn’t know exactly what he’s doing. His question is accompanied by a sharp snap of his hips. This time, he hits Stiles’ prostate. 

And it makes Stiles bite the pillow for an entirely different reason. 

“Hey.” Theo reaches for him, curls a hand around Stiles’ throat, and pulls up toward him. “It’s time,” he breathes right into Stiles’ ear, “to stop acting like a bitch before I treat you like one.”  

“No.” Stiles shakes his head, trying to find a single strand of thought while Theo is buried inside of him at this angle. It's not the first time just having Theo's dick inside of him causes his brain to malfunction. He sucks in a breath. "Hotel," is all he manages to say — and that, somehow, causes Theo to bark out a laugh. 

Without hesitation, Theo pushes him back into the pillows. "You really think," he asks and finally, finally, he starts fucking him in earnest, "I care about who hears you?" His fingers move to Stiles' jaw, making sure he's not able to muffle his sounds again. "Let them," Theo stresses his words by fucking him harder. 

His dick is throbbing. Stiles twists his hands uselessly. He needs to— fuck. "Theo," he moans, but speaking is hard with the way Theo fucks him like he’s meaning to make him remember it for the foreseeable future. "Please.” His muscles tighten, and he’s rushing towards his orgasm embarrassingly fast. The knot pressing against his rim with every thrust doesn’t help either. 

Theo all but yanks him back up again, turning his head enough so they could look at each other. “Stiles,” he whispers, continuing to slam up into him, “I love you.” The hand around his throat tightens just enough to make breathing a little harder. At the same time, Theo’s pushed his knot inside of him—   

And that’s when his orgasm slams into him. His vision whites out as pleasure cuts through every single inch of his body. He comes hard with Theo’s name on his lips. He’s dimly aware that Theo stopped moving, holding onto him even tighter. As boneless as he feels right now, that’s probably a good thing. 

Chuckling, Theo peppers a few kisses onto his shoulder. “Pretty sure they heard that multiple floors down.” The belt finally drops between them. 

Stiles groans in relief, but he also uses his newfound freedom for evil. “Shut up,” he says weakly, elbowing Theo in the chest. They just fought because of his attitude. 

Huffing out a laugh, Theo kisses his cheek. “You’re lucky I love you.” 

Stiles grins, turning his head enough to kiss him on the mouth. “I love you too.” So much more than Theo is aware of. “I will still blame you when we’re late for dinner.” Because Lydia will be absolutely livid if they don’t make it on time. 

“I can handle her,” Theo whispers, carefully moving them so they can lie down. 

---

[aew-kun-age-regression]

-Teen Wolf Masterslist-

Moodboards

Regressor!Stiles Stilinski

Regressor!Isaac lahey

Regressor!Scott Mccall

Caregiver!Derek Hale

Caregiver!Melissa Mcall

Regressor!Lydia Martin

Regressor!Isaac Lahey

Caregiver!Noah Stilinski

Regressor!Stiles Stilinski

Caregiver!Scott Mccall + Little!Theo Raeken

Caregiver!Noah Stilinski + Little!Stiles Stilinski

Regressor!Allison Argent

Caregiver!Peter Hale + Little!Lydia Martin

Caregiver!Derek Hale + Little!Isaac Lahey

Caregiver!Derek Hale + Little!Stiles Stilinski

Caregiver!Theo Raeken + Little!Liam Dunbar

Sibling!Little!Allison Argent + Little!Lydia Martin

Regressor!Malia Tate/Hale

Regressor!Isaac Lahey + Regressor!Stiles Stilinski

Caregiver!Melissa Mccall + Little!Isaac Lahey (Halloween Themed)

Caregiver!Peter Hale + Little!Isaac Lahey

Caregiver!Peter Hale + Little!Malia Tate/Hale

Caregiver!Peter Hale

Regressor!Isaac Lahey

Regressor!Kira Yukimura Bedroom

Regressor!Scott Mccall StimBoard

Regressor!Isaac Lahey StimBoard

Regressor!Void Stiles Stilinski

Regressor!Isaac Lahey

Regressor!Isaac Lahey Bedroom

Regressor!Stiles Stilinski Bedroom

Baby Regressor!Stiles Stilinski

Caregiver!Noah Stilinski + Little!Stiles Stilinski

Caregiver!Alan Deaton + Little!Isaac Lahey

Caregiver!Alan Deaton StimBoard

Baby Regressor!Isaac Lahey

Regressor!Isaac Lahey

Regressor!Isaac Lahey

Regressor!Stiles Stilinski

Story/Fanfics

Little!Isaac Lahey x Little!Reader (a fight..?)

Caregiver!Derek Hale, Caregiver!Peter Hale x Little!Isaac Lahey x Little!Reader (Thunder)

Caregiver!Scott Mccall X Little!Isaac Lahey (Toys..)

Caregiver!Melissa Mccall X Little!Scott Mccall X Little!Stiles Stilinski (Babysitter? Parent.)

Caregiver!Derek Hale X Little!Stiles Stilinski X Little!Isaac Lahey (Protective...)

Caregiver!Derek Hale X Caregiver!Peter Hale X Little!Erica Reyes X Little!Stiles Stilinski (Nails!)

Caregiver/Babysitter!Chris Argent X Little!Isaac Lahey (Take care of you..)

Caregiver!Theo Raeken X Little!Liam Dunbar (A chance...)

Headcannons

Stiles ABC ask game!!

Isaac ABC ask game!!

Regressor!Allison Argent Headcannons

Regressor!Stiles Stilinski Headcannons

Caregiver!Melissa Mccall Headcannons

Caregiver!Scott Mccall Headcannons

Regressor!Isaac Lahey & Stiles Stilinski Headcannons

Regressor!Isaac Lahey 30 days of Agere Headcannons

Regressor!Malia Tate/Hale Headcannons

Regressor!Isaac Lahey W/ Sucking his Thumb Thoughts

Regressor!Isaac Lahey W/ What Plushies Does He Have Thoughts

Regressor!Malia Tate/Hale W/ Who Is Her Caregiver Thoughts

Regressor!Isaac Lahey W/ Who Is His Caregiver Thoughts

Regressor!Multi Characters W/ Their Hands Thoughts

Regressor!Stiles Stilinski W/ Sucking His Thumb Thoughts

Regressor!Isaac Lahey W/ Marbles Thoughts

Caregiver!Derek Hale, Caregiver!Scott Mccall, Regressor!Stiles Stilinski & Regressor!Isaac Lahey Park Headcannons

Regressor!Isaac Lahey W/ Using Pacifiers Thoughts

Caregiver!Alan Deaton + Little!Isaac Lahey Headcannons

Regressor!Isaac Lahey W/ Cat Cafe Thoughts

Regressor!Stiles Stilinski W/ Favourite Games To Play

Regressor!Isaac Lahey W/ Favourite TV Shows And Movies

Flip!Regressor!Scott Mccall W/ What Plushies Does He Have Thoughts

Caregiver!Derek Hale W/ Winning Regressor!Stiles Stilinski A Plushie Thoughts

Pack Classifications (Every Character That I Know Well Enough Is Included In This)

Regressor!Isaac Lahey W/ Why Does He Regress

Flip!Scott Mccall W/ Does He Have. A Caregiver

Playlists

Art

Regressor!Allison with her teddy Scott won for her

DNI Banner

Noah Stilinski, Allison Argent, Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale and Lydia Martin

Scott Mccall and Melissa Mccall

Theo Raeken and Liam Dunbar

Paci Icon

Erica Reyes

Isaac Lahey

Liam Dunbar

Stiles Stilinski

Malia Tate/Hale

Stiles Stilinski

Isaac Lahey

Liam Dunbar

Scott Mccall

Isaac Lahey

Stiles Stilinski

Allison Argent

Stiles Stilinski

Isaac Lahey

Scott Mccall

Isaac Lahey W/ Teddy

Stiles Stilinski W/ Fox Plush

Scott Mccall W/ Giraffe Plush

Isaac Lahey W/ Flower Crown + Dog Plush

Kira Yukimura

[jjtheresidentbaby]

♡ Events Masterlist ♡

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♡ 600 & 700 info post ♡ 800 info post ♡ 1000 info post

drabbles —

— “It’s okay, baby, just let it all out. I’ve got you, I promise.” with Aaron Hotchner x Reader [600]

— “what do you mean?! of course i was going to defend you, nobody has the right to talk about you like that!” with Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers [600]

— “you don’t need to earn my affection, not now and not ever.” with Clint Barton & Kate Bishop [700]

— “you deserve nothing but the best, even if you don’t realize it. I’m going to be here to show you that until you do.” with Penelope Garcia x Derek Morgan x Spencer Reid [700]

— “oh god, oh no- please don’t cry” with Derek Hale & Isaac Lahey [800]

— “I never want to fight with you. I love you too much to put you through that.” with Noah Stilinski & Stiles Stilinski [800]

— “I hate seeing you cry” with Theo Raeken x Stiles Stilinksi [800]

— making sure to take care of B if they sometimes forget to do important stuff; eat, sleep, drink water, not overwork themselves with Dean Winchester & Sam Winchester [800]

— “…..can I hug you now?” With Steve Rogers x Reader [800]

— ‘tracing scars and pressing into beauty/birth marks’ With Spencer Reid x Reader [1000]

— "shh, go back to sleep. you need it." + "shh shh, no, it's alright. you're fine, shh." With Rafe Cameron x Reader [1000]

— "stop fighting, let your body rest" + humming/singing their partner to sleep With Natasha Romanoff x Reader [1000]

headcanons —

Little Theo Fragrance Prompt Headcanons [800]

Little Kira Bedroom Headcanons [800]

Little Isaac Bedroom Headcanons [800]

Little Allison Bedroom Headcanons [800]

Little Stiles Bedroom Headcanons [800]

Flip Scott Bedroom Headcanons [800]

Caregiver Derek Bedroom Headcanons [800]

[zaceouiswriting]

The memory of purple fields (2/2)

Character Theo Raeken x male reader

Universe: Teen Wolf

Warnings: None

Red velvet and white satin glowed in the warm light of just another ordinary morning. Still unable to move fully or speak at all while healers walked around your room every day, making sure there was everything you needed to heal.

As far as you knew, it had been three weeks, and no one had even noticed you were back. Thinking you're brain-dead from blood loss and lack of air.

Finally, in the fifth week, one of the healers recognized it. A few medications were discontinued, and two days later, you sat up again, being able to stay awake for a while longer and even stand up. Even if your healers scolded you for it every time, afraid your wounds would reopen.

You could hardly ask for Theo. Once you did, the healers' faces darkened and saddened. You've already thought of the worst. But they weren't ready to say anything yet.

One day you finally broke one of the healers through sheer friendly pressure to finally bring you to Theo. Although she tried to prepare you, nothing could really prepare you for what you saw: You saw with utter shock that his body was almost invisible under all the bandages. "What happened?" Your hoarse voice still hurts from what you've been through.

"He was found almost dead, surrounded by hundreds of enemies, killed by him. His body was almost completely cut open, and his armor was shattered,“ she recounted anxiously.

Hearing all this, you got up from your wheelchair. The healer scolded your antics, but you ignored her. "I promise if you don't wake up, I'll find a way to bring you back, only to kill you again and again!" Your threat got nothing out of him. He really was still unconscious. You could only hope that he wasn't silently suffering as you did.

“Bring me a bed in here too. I won't leave his side until he wakes up!"

Immediately the healer left and did your bidding.

Days became weeks, and weeks became months. Whatever it was holding your Theo back, it was strong. Your parents urged you to take an official walk back into the world so people could see that your family's empire still remains strong. But you told them that you would only do this with the love of your life by your hand.

Maybe it was just a coincidence, fate, or Theo was waiting for that exact moment. But once you declared your love to that reckless idiot. His hand slowly but surely took yours.

Without a second thought, you called for the healers, and days later, you were swearing at Theo while he just looked mesmerized into your eyes. "What have you to say yourself, mister?"

"I love you so damn much!" His words brought a crimson blush to your cheeks.

You turned your head slightly while clearing your throat and staring at him simultaneously: "You're not getting out of this that easily. You almost died!"

“And I almost lost you… again. You call me reckless all the time. But it's you who almost dies by the dumbest of means!” Theo finally got fed up with you lecturing him, so he flipped the coin and did it himself. Other than him, you could get up and walk away from him. When he tried the same - still scolding you - his legs gave up; he was just too weak.

Suddenly his words stopped. So you turned around just in time to see Theo fall to the ground, but you were there and caught him before his body could collide with the floor.

You carefully put him back on his bed. "As soon as the healers allow it, we will train you again. You'll be back faster than you think!"

***

"Your Majesty!" one of your servants shouted at you. Your restored health was a palace secret known to few because of all the nobles who wanted a piece of the kingdom if you died. They are besieging your sister to get them to marry their sons. Or maybe even try to take the throne by force soon if your health would not improve.

Smiling at your servant, a young man, your nurse's child, a few years younger than yourself, you actually helped raise him since he turned five. Such a sweet kid. He swore himself into your service the day he turned twelve. But because he's like a little brother to you, he became your secretary, not a room servant.

"What can I do for you, Butterfinger?"

His cheeks flushed at the unfortunate nickname. But he recovered himself quickly. "Sir Theo Raeken is waiting for Your Majesty. The ball is already in full swing!

"Can you give me the box, Butterfinger?"

"The box?" he asked excitedly.

You nod your head with a gentle smile. He jumped away with a squeak and fetched the special box in blue silk from your walk-in closet. As he slowly came back, he admired the stylistically splendid box. "Here, Your Majesty!"

As you looked down at the box, you sighed heavily. "Thanks, Butterfinger. And please stop being so distant.” His eyes sparkled mischievously. "You did it to annoy me, didn't you?" When he bit his lower lip, you knew it was right.

"You deserve it!" he exclaimed with a small tear growing in his eye. "Not only did you almost die, you nearly entirely ignored me when you finally returned!" Suddenly the carefree mood was gone.

You looked down at him sadly. "Oh, come on, Butterfinger. I love you! You are my little guy! But Theo will soon be my husband. And one day, you'll find someone nice too.” You cupped his right cheek in your hand and brushed away some strands of hair that fell into his warm, sharp face.

"I know," he murmured under his breath, reluctant and hit hard by your words. "It's just. I don't want to lose you!" Sniffling even louder now, you pulled him to your chest, gently caressing his head.

You stood there for a while, just holding on. "What's taking so long?" came the confident but amused voice of the only man who could make you weak in the knees. But as he walked through the door and looked at you with your Butterfinger in his arms, his expression changed; his amused eyes softened. "He's still salty that I stole you from him. Isn't he?"

"I'm not sal-"

"Yes, he is, but we can't be mad about it. After all, he's just a little guy!" Suddenly, he tried his hardest to get away from you, embarrassed that you won’t see him as old as he is. Before he could, though, Theo captured him, closing him between you and him. „We are all like a big family, Scrappy!“

"Not you, too!" the smaller one wailed, annoyed by both your antics.

For a brief moment, Theo and you, teased the boy caged between you two; until Theo looked up at you, right into your shining eyes. "We can still stay here. Nobody knows that we would come anyway.

Immediately you let go of both the boy and the man. "NO. We need finally make our appearance. My parents can't hold back the nobles any longer! Seeing the Demon Sword at the Crown Prince's side again would be enough to make them retreat!"

"Of course, you're using me again!" he groaned dramatically.

"Don't be an idiot!" Laughing at his dramatic play, you grabbed his hand and dragged him behind you. "Remember, Butterfinger, stay in your room for a while!"

You could feel Theo's eyes burning holes in your head, questioning your strange words, but you ignored him.

You left the Ruby Palace - designated for the Crown Prince and his companions - with renewed vigor. Nobody outside it knew you were alive, well, and training again. It had been a year since Theo had woken up again. And everybody was sure they would never see either of you again.

The palace guards grumbled, and the few nobles who ran through the gardens were so shocked that they could not move anymore.

Just outside the ivory doors that led to the ballroom, Theo and you came to a halt again. Turning to face him, you made sure everything was in place, that his cloak hanging over his right side was securely in place. When he wasn't looking, you secretly pulled a brooch out to clasp his cloak more tightly.

"How do I look?" you asked him suspiciously. For the first time, he took you in completely. Your silver crown is always slightly slanted to keep your hair as it should be, and your perfectly white royal suit gleams in the warm glow of the lights. But your left side cloak wasn't lying correctly, so he stretched out his hands and carefully patted it out again. 

But he did it too quickly and roughly, so you stumble into him with your hands flat against his toned chest. You landed with your head close to his, breathing against his lips. Just looking at his full lips made your mouth water. "You have no idea how much I want to just... rip you out of those clothes and do to you what I've wanted for years where I only dreamed about it!" you whispered hoarsely. Seeing the immediate effect on his rosy cheeks and nervously bouncing Adam's apple.

He cleared his throat, reminding you that you both had more than enough time on a different day, and you knew he was telling the truth. Now it was his turn to ensure you both made an official appearance.

You carefully pushed yourself away from your one true love. "Remember, until I'm on the balcony, you're five feet behind me. It's supposed to be a surprise that we're both back."

Theo, who knew about the plan, nodded mischievously. As they stood ready at the door, the trumpets could be heard. The merry chatter in the ballroom suddenly stopped. The Herald, who usually announces the arrival of someone important, fell silent upon seeing you, unable to understand. With a smile, you put a finger in front of your mouth.

Your steps were confident and strong. Your scars are well hidden beneath your masterfully crafted suit. With your right hand on the balcony, you looked down. The room went into gasps when they saw the dead walking.

You grinned down knowingly at the nobles. You glared at them, sending a threatening message with your eyes to stay away from your many sisters, but they didn't back down. Not immediately. Not until you could feel Theo’s presence beside you. His black suit was the perfect contrast to your white one.

As soon as they saw your demon blade, they were gone from your family in no time.

Looking over your shoulder slightly, you give the herald a subtle nod. Almost immediately, perhaps out of a happy shock, he announced you, with all your titles, and then Theo, with all his titles, which weren't many but still impressive.

When he finished, you smiled at Theo, who smiled softly down at you. As he extended his forearm, the chuckle waiting in your throat couldn't be contained anymore.

You took his arm almost too desperately. His smile widened to reveal his perfectly white teeth that shone like stars. Theo carefully led you to the side stairs. "Are you ready?" he asked, whispering in your ear.

Shaking their heads subtly, the two of you stood at the top of the stairs for a second. You closed your eyes, inhaling heavily and holding your breath, only to open your eyes a second later to exhale.

Your eyes glittered in fearful panic. Theo just had to turn to you and cup your cheek. "I am by your side, every step. As always!” His smile was so warm, his words so genuine, and his hand so gentle that one could only seek his hand with his face for comfort.

Not once did a single person speak up. Everyone waited for you to touch the bottom of those stairs. 

When Theo withdrew his hand, you were sad, but his smile was still there to reassure you.

Theo took a step down, and they followed him. Until the two of you were standing on the ballroom floor. Not a second later, you were surrounded by people. They even tried to push Theo away from you. You couldn't handle that boldness. You were looking at a girl - the daughter of a duke, cute but not your type, obviously - who was trying to break Theo and you up but didn't take the cue to back off when you gave her a warning glare. So you have a tighter grip on the handsome knight.

With a powerful grip on him, you pulled Theo into the middle of the room. The high nobility looked at you suspiciously and almost certainly believed you were just a double. To make the illusion that your house isn't dead yet. 

Still, when you reached the middle, you made eye contact with the orchestra, instructing them to start playing a slightly faster song. You easily grabbed Theo in all the right places. It took your poor knight a moment to realize what was happening.

For a nice change, you led the dance while Theo trailed behind for the first few seconds. But once he realized what was happening, he took control of you like he was meant to.

Theo's easily enforced dominance has always been one of the things that most attracted you to him. He doesn't need to remind people who's in charge. He just is.

You danced to your heart's content but stopped after the third song. Because you both danced alone. Looking around, most people were shocked at a public show of homosexual attraction. But your family wasn't. You knew from the servants that they made a bet about how long it would be before the two of you finally got together.

"Theo?" you asked softly. He can't speak because of your big sparkling eyes. He could only nod his head. "To this day, I still remember the purple fields and how you saved my little life." A blush shot up his face because no one knew he was your savior. "But I fell in love with you when we were twelve. You saved me from being kidnapped and got hurt in the process. I knew then that you would be with me every step of the way I will take, and now-"

You stopped speaking, which made Theo's heart skip a beat with nervousness. He was always on top of things - being the cunning man he is - but you tend to make his life unpredictable, which he loved dearly. Without you, he would have become a lumberjack like his father and father.

Before the poor knight could understand what was happening, you suddenly pulled out a small box and fell on one knee. Another gasp went through the room. "Will you, Sir Theo Raeken, become the knight of my life? Please do me the honor and finally marry me?" You didn't dare look up until you had finished, knowing that you would be fumbling with your words otherwise.

When you did, his eyes widened in shock. "Are you sure? I'm not a noble and a guy!" he whispered softly in your direction, which a few could hear and had to agree with.

„My family never married for political alliances, and I won’t start with it now. You are the love of my life, the only person I will ever even look at in the future. So yes, I’m damn fucking sure!“ Hearing you curse sent another shocked gasp through the crowd, but Theo just chuckled and held out his hand.

"In that case. Of course, I'll marry your idiot ass. Took you fucking long enough!"

You could hear someone fall, most likely from Theo's boldness to speak to you like that. Most believed you would have him executed for his words. But to their utter surprise, you took the black star metal ring from the blue silk box and put it on his finger.

Standing up again, you two locked eyes. "I never thought this day would come! I mean, you've always been so bloody cowardly, in terms of-"

Lips interrupted Theo's concentration and the utterance of words. His brain malfunctioned when he realized it were your lips, finally joined with his own. Remembering the threat he gave to you on the battlefield, he went along with it and kissed you back just as passionately, maybe even more.

The kiss was shorter than either of you wanted and not as intense as desired. He held you by your waist and had that stupid smile on his lips. "You talk too much," you murmur against his sinful lips.

"Sorry," he murmured back. "God, why didn't we do this sooner? I mean, your lips would be perfect for su-"

Before he could say his dirty mind out, you kissed him again to hopefully finally shut him up for good. Which worked because after you two broke apart, he could not do anything but smile broadly at you, his perfectly white teeth showing all their charm.

Your parents were by your side in a heartbeat. The nobles thought they would reprimand you and make you marry a girl; to further strengthen your bloodline. But they did the opposite. Your mother pulled you into a hug, tears streaming down her face. Your father, on the other hand, took Theo in his arms and cried too. You never saw that strong man crying in your life. It shook you to the core.

A moment later, your parents changed places, and your father squeezed the life out of you while your mother squished Theo's face.

The wedding is already planned, but you will wait a while, at least for six months. Hopefully, nothing changes between you and Theo, except for you finally bringing him to your bed... naked.

[Masterlist]

[voidstilesplease]

Okay, but, like Steo Lovers to Enemies AU

[gayonetta95]

Theo Raeken X Male Reader Part 3 of ???

Title: Hidden Shadows

Summary: its day 3 and Theo has agreed to stay with Y/N. Now Theo is interested in learning who you are as a person and your interests

Theo and Y/N have awaken for a new day in this journey. Theo cooked breakfast for the both you

Y/N: what you cooking their Raeken

Theo: oh um well i decided to cook US some eggs with bacon along with some hasbrowns, hoping you don't mind

Y/N: not at all Theo help yourself out, after all you are staying under my roof and i wouldn't want my guest to grow hungry

Theo: thanks,why don't you sit at the table, ill bring us our food

Y/N: sounds great Theo

Theo serves both Y/N and his plate and brings over to the table. As the both of you eat your breakfast, Theo begins to wonder exactly who is Y/N as a person in other words he is interested in learning about you

Theo: listen um I've been meaning to ask you something

Y/N: about what?

Theo: i um well i don't if your willing to talk about it but who are you as a person what are you likes and dislikes

Y/N: well lets see where should i start, well im huge comic geek along with being a gamer And i mainly enjoy comedy/horror movies

Theo: oh nice, are you DC or Marvel

Y/N: im both actually i enjoy both DC and Marvel movies and comics

Theo: thats a first, normally it's one or the other, and what about gaming

Y/N: well on the Xbox i enjoy Halo and left 4 dead along with Dead By Daylight and Zombie Army. As for the switch i play super mario, metroid and well um Bayonetta

Theo: nice, im actually a Halo fan myself

Y/N: what??? No way...prove it

Theo:i don't, i mean flip yap will kick me out of nipple academy

Y/N:(laughing) oh my, what's not to love about the grunts honestly they are my favorite alien race in Halo. Maybe we should play it sometime

Theo: I'd like that, hey listen i hope you don't mind me asking but is your dad like um not here anymore i mean i ask because I've only seen you, your mom and sister on the pictures you have here on display

Y/N:(nervously) oh um my dad, yeah he is still around just not in our frame if you know what i mean

Theo: what happened, why did he leave you

Theo notices your mood change very quickly

Theo: listen im sorry for asking, you don't have to talk about it

Y/N: no it's fine Theo really it's just when i was five i was aware that i was different from most boys..my interests were different

Theo: such as

Y/N: well um im um im....im gay

Theo: Oh

Y/N: yeah...Oh, after my dad found out he made my mom chose either him or me but of course my mother chose me, but before my dad abandoned us he looked me in the eye and said i was the biggest mistake to ever been born. (A tear coming down your cheek)

Theo: was life when he left?

Y/N: it was only the beginning  growing up i never had or made friends, to everyone i was a freak...an outcast, as a child i always cried because no one ever came to my birthday parties. I was constantly being bullied. I just wanted to ended it all...all the pain...all the voices in my head. You know whats the funny thing, i even sucked at taking my own life (laughing and crying) pretty funny huh

Theo: im really sorry to hear this, i shouldn't have asked you such horrible event in your life

Y/N: its fine

Theo: what about the pain you felt...the voices

Y/N: they went away after coming here to Beacon Hills, scott and stiles came up to me and welcomed me to their group which was me before knowing the world of the supernatural. It took awhile for me to accept to i finally had friends

Theo: how come, isn't this what you wanted

Y/N: yeah it was everything i wanted but the voices kept telling me its too good to be true but day after day scott, stiles, lydia and malia kept proving me wrong and eventually the voices stopped....i was finally at peace...i am finally.......home

Theo: i think it was brave of you to share those memories. Listen i just want you to know that im fine with you being you

Y/N:(laughing) thanks Theo

Theo: i mean it, i dont want you to change for anyone, i want you to be your geeky dorky self

Y/N:Dorky...ouch

Theo: sorry but you know what i meant, i think you are awesome and special the way you are...its like somebody once said "you are perfect the way you are, even with your imperfections you can do anything"

Y/N: is that someone a bathtub fish from the courage the cowardly dog cartoon

Theo: um Dork Alert, anyways one last thing. What do you look for in a guy and what role do you give yourself in a relationship

Y/N: oh um well honestly good personality and a good heart also someone who is respectful and romantic....nothing too fancy.

Theo:(smirking) im sure you'll find someone who treats you and makes you very happy, what about your role in a relationship

Y/N: oh boy (laughing) well to keep more PG lets say i see and prefer myself as the little spoon in the relationship sooo that means my guy has to the big spoon,i know "why so picky"

Theo: so in other words you are a Bott....

Y/N: (Blushing) THEO...KEEP IT PG MY LORD. Anyways i think its time we stop the prophet of truth sooo shall we play Halo

Theo:(laughing) ok little spoon, let's play some halo then

Y/N:Theo, thanks for listening, i really don't open up to everyone like that...honestly your the first to know about my interests and likes

Theo: of course that's what friends are for right and listen if you want to talk about anything, im here for you

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Theo with an Alpha kink

pairing: theo raeken (18+) x fem!reader

warnings: smut → alpha kink, mentioning of 'heat', thigh riding, handjob, penetrative sex.

word count: 297

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Theo was in heat; there was no doubt about that. He tried anything to stay away from you. Your scent, even the sight of you, was too much for him to bear. He needed you.

But you had other ideas.

You straddled his thigh, rocking your underwear-clad clit over the fabric of his jeans. Small, almost-inaudible whimpers expelled from your sweet lips as you rocked your hips slowly. Teasingly.

Your hand reaches down between you both, a smirk plastered on your face as you wrap your hand around his hard, throbbing cock. His jaw clenched, red eyes flashing angrily at you.

"[y/n], don't tease your Alpha," he grunts, digging his fingers into your hips harder.

"Yes, sir," you nod. He lifted you and flipped you over to hover over you.

"Not a sound, understand?"

"yes, alpha."

Theo slammed his cock into your aching and eager pussy; his claws dug into the delicate skin of your hips. Loud moans left your lips; his cock felt too good for you not to let out a sound. His hand spanked your ass hard, punishing you for disobeying him. Truth be told, he didn't really care — he liked hearing you moan and become completely undone for him, knowing that you're his and his only.

"you're lucky I even let you ride my thigh," Theo grunted. His cock continued to pound hard into you; your eyes rolled in pleasure.

"Theo…" you moaned. "Alpha, can I cum?" You squeaked, pussy clamped around his cock.

"You're lucky I'm feeling lucky."

Your legs shook, and your stomach tightened at his words. Waves of pleasure rushed through your body, the overwhelming sensation of your orgasm overtook you. Theo's hand smacks your ass hard again; a cry slipped through your lips.

"thank you, alpha!"

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