#stopped theo so that theo can have a chance for a change

[h-awke-a]

varric's 'you people have done enough to him' is sooo..

[cindyss]

• — MY SHORTS DONT HAVE LACES — •

PAIRING(S): theodore nott x fem. reader !!

WARNING(S): smut

SUMMARY: Hermoine is aware of y/n’s feelings toward theo, therefore when she gets the chance, hermoine makes it her job to get them close to eachother

A/N: i hope you enjoy this and check my most recent post with tom riddle please show it some support 😭🙏 (this is edited)

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You and Hermione were in your shared dorm, getting ready together for the pool party thrown.

You put your matching black swimsuits on and put your hair up so that it doesnt get wet from the water.

“Hermoineeeee” you sigh. “Is- is uhh is, is theo gonna be there?” You ask hesitantly.

Hermoine had always been aware of your feelings toward theo and she made no effort to stop teasing you about it.

“Ugh, y/n, yes he is” she spoke as she rolled her eyes.

“Do i look good, should i tie my hair or keep it in a claw-clip like this? Omg idk what to do i feel so ugly. Should i change this swimsuit?” you complain

“Y/l/n, one more word i swear. You look gorgeous, ur perfect. How many times do i need to tell you that?” She said.

You jump into her arms before she could finish, “god hermoine i love you” you say.

“Yeah i know bla bla bla bla, now we have a party to get to and boys to impress” she winked before dragging you out of the room.

You get to the party and ur eyes immediately begin scanning the room, in search of theo. In no time you spot him, sat in the hot tub with cormac, harry, ron, ginny, and luna.

Hermoine notices your intentions and grabs your hand leading you to the hot tub, “hermoine, no, im not ready yet!!” you sigh.

“too bad” she says before jumping in the hot tub. “shoot, y/n, there’s no more place for you, but im sure theo would be more than pleasured to keep you on his lap” she giggled.

You and theo didn’t hate eachother, you weren’t friends either. However, there was always tension between the two of you, even Neville could catch it.

He patted on his lap, gesturing for you to come over “c’mere” he said. You drag ur feet in the water and adjust ur sitting on his lap.

Looks and smiles exchange between everyone in the tub and you begin to feel the tension form. Cormac, next to you, starts talking about his previous experience with the ladies and other stuff.

And while ur listening, trying to act interested in whatever he’s talking about, you feel something poke from under you.

You also feel theo’s hands wrap around ur waist from under water which makes you let out a loud gasp, loud enough for the people in the hot tub to hear at least.

Everyones heads turn around to you, “sorry guys, thought i saw a bug” you laugh it off and all ur friends go back to their conversations.

The poking from under you only got more annoying, so you turn ur head, “theo, the laces of ur swimsuit are poking me, can u do something about it?” You speak.

“Cara mia, my shorts don’t have laces” he whispers to you, you could feel his breath on ur ear. “Fuck theo” you say.

He looks at you and then says something again “i say we get out of here darling before i can’t control myself anymore”.

You immediately jump up, and theo follows you. “If you’ll excuse us, we have some business to manage” he jokes pointing at the both of you.

“Get out of here man” Ron laughs.

“God please no” this, from Luna.

“Off you go” hermoine says smiling.

Theo then grabs your hand, two towels, and starts leading you back to his dorm. On ur way there, he wraps one of the towels around you, making sure you’re not cold.

When you get there, the Slytherin boy wastes no time locking the door and smashing his lips onto yours, immediately also allowing his tongue to slip in.

The kiss was not sweet, it was slow yet passionate and hungry. The boy was practically eating your face off while he has you pinned on the wall.

In a sudden movement, theo slips his hands under your thighs and carries you up into his arms. He carries you to his bed, the kiss ongoing, and makes you lay there.

He wastes no time unclasping your bikini and sucking on your tits. Your fingers meet his hair and you start tugging at it as he sucks on your nipples.

He leaves kisses on your boobs and cups them while he moves back up to your lips, also removing your underwear. They meet again and this time the kiss is faster, deeper, and hungrier.

“I- i.. fuck” he says in between kisses.

“Mhm?” you wonder.

“My friend down there, fucking hell, he needs attention.” the boy explains.

You laugh and start working your way, trying to remove his shorts. He turns over making sure to provide you with enough space to take control.

You make your way down, leaving kisses down his ab lines. You slowly lower his shorts and begin trailing his v line with your fingers.

You then remove his shorts completely and for a second, you are taken back by his large size.

His wet, throbbing cock was now inches away from your face. You begin by licking his tip, slowly and carefully before taking him in all in one go.

To that, he gasps, his hands then move to your head guiding you, he grabs onto your hair and leads you.

He even makes you gag a few times when he hits your throat, which you pinch his thigh for that.

You speed up your movements as you wanted to be the one to make him cum first, and you wanted to be the one that makes it happen faster.

“Cara mia” he spoke. “Im gonna.. soon. Im gonna.. fuck”.

You mumble a quick mhm as you speed your movements.

“Fuck you’re so good at this”. he praised

You smiled to yourself before he finally came on your mouth, he squeezed your hair as he released.

You move back up to him and stick your tongue out to show him you swallowed it. You then start kissing him again, slipping your tongue inside, his hands wrapping around your waist.

“You know ur actually gorgeous, youre so perfect. A goddess i swear” he said as you were sat on his lap, staring deep into his eyes.

“Tell me something in italian” you ask.

“Hmm? Something like what ehh?” he smirks.

“Anything” you smile.

“Well.. ti scoperò finché non potrai più camminare.” he said in a whisper.

“And that means?” you wonder.

“I’ll fuck you till you cant walk” he spills.

“Oh is that so?” you giggle.

he nods and then you give him the look of affirmation before he slams into you, which makes you let out a gasp before adjusting yourself to his size.

You then start working ur hips in sync with his, riding him while his hands roam ur body, touching every bit of skin he could get his hands on.

“Fff.. fuckkk, you look too good like this” he praised. “dannatamente perfetto”. (fucking perfect)

you smile and in a sudden movement, he flips you over so hes in control, he starts speeding and you grab onto the sheets for dear life.

He leans in and kisses you, you moan into his mouth and his swollen tip hits your spot, the one that sends you to the moon and back.

“FUCKING HELL!!” you scream, “THEODORE IM GONNA CUM”. He speeds up his movements and guides you as you release.

“è stato fantastico, bellissimo” (that felt amazing, beautiful) he spoke slumping on the bed next to you.

“You really gotta start teaching me italian so i can understand what ur saying” you chuckle.

“Oh yeah? What if i dont want you to understand what im saying” he teased.

“Uhh oh, we might have a problem then” you both laugh as he hugs u tightly, kissing ur temple.

[aemondsi]

anything for you. theodore nott.

in a universe where voldemort won, you and theo risk everything.

reposted from my old account.

warnings: graphic death

pairing: theodore nott x ron weasley's twin sister!reader

“You can’t possibly love him, y/n. He’s a bloody Death Eater!” your brother had jeered at you. Hot tears ran down your face but you refused to wipe them. You wanted everyone in the room to see how deeply this was hurting you.

“I have never been more sure of something in my life. While you were gone – while everyone was gone – he was the only constant. He isn’t who you think he is.” The room broke out into a chorus of repulsed sounds. The Order of the Phoenix wasn’t much these days, the predominant members being the Weasley family. Harry Potter’s death loomed over everyone. Numerous other deaths piled on: those who died at the beginning of the war, but those who have died recently like your older brothers, Percy and George, and your father, Arthur.

“He thinks we’re scum! He would kill Hermione on the spot. How can you stand there and say this shit?” another brother had chimed in. Voices were starting to overlap the more trapped you felt.

“You’ve never given him or myself the chance to prove that’s not true! If you remember, Theo was the one who told me about everything Draco was doing back in school. He has already given us so much information. He’s climbing the ranks, but he is doing it for us!” you fell to your knees, exhaustion and frustration getting the best of you. “Can’t you see that even if he’s not doing it for all of you, he’s putting his life on the line trying to help secure a world that I feel safe in? You know how my beliefs align!”

“Has he stopped killing innocent people? Does he still partake in Voldemort’s plans that don’t necessarily target us? If he’s climbing the ranks, I can’t begin to imagine what he’s doing to do so,” your mother inquired, shooting daggers at you. You couldn’t look her in the eyes.

“He’s doing what he can to survive, too. If he dies, we will lose so much.” Without missing a beat, you added, “If he dies, I am as good as dead.”

This conversation, over a year old, still rings in your head every time you meet Theo. Your current setup in an old warehouse allowed these thoughts to amplify. The only sounds keeping you from spiraling were the rhythmic tapping of Ron’s foot and Bill’s pacing. You never got to see Theo alone, but that wasn’t a horrible thing.

Though you wanted nothing more than to have one evening alone with him, as selfish as that sounds given the climate of the world right now, the positive came in the form of the people who joined you on these exchanges and started to see through the cracks in Theo’s character. This hardened soldier who bears the Dark Mark turns into someone else in your presence. He is more patient and gentle, as compared to the man that numerous members of the Order have seen slaughter people in cold-bold, just to laugh at their frozen-in-death facial expressions.

You had noticed changes in Theo throughout the last few times you’d seen him. He was much more focused on you than the information they were there to exchange. He’d almost become frantic – dark circles that got darker every time you saw him circled his eyes, and his face had become much more caved in. He was starting to look as though he were actively being tortured. He didn’t look better this time around.

You sprang up from your spot when you heard the metal door grind against the floor, opening quicker than anticipated. Ron and Bill quickly put their wands up and took aim at Theo, refusing to put them down even when you yelled, “It’s just him!” Theo didn’t respond much better, raising his wand and aiming at Bill, who you knew Theo saw as more of a threat than Ron.

“Are you being followed? What made you come in here like that?” Bill growled, eyes flickering between Theo and the entrance. Theo narrowed his eyes at the older man.

“You think I would lead them straight here if I was? If it was just you two, sure. But, I would never do that with her here. Consider yourself lucky,” Theo spit.

“That’s enough. Are you alright?” you stated, briskly walking to your lover. Up close, you noticed faint bruising around his neck, as if he’d been choked. Theo didn’t say anything and instead, kept his eyes locked on the two men standing behind you. “Theo,” you trailed off, putting one hand on his cheek. You searched his eyes for any type of response, but you couldn’t find one.

“You don’t have much time,” he said, only loud enough that Ron and Bill were barely able to hear. You took a slight step back, still close enough that you could hold his hand – the hand that he couldn’t even bring himself to grasp in return.

“What?”

“The Dark Lord knows there’s a mole in his closest circle. He knows you are not dead, despite me telling him you were,” Theo said, finally making eye contact with you. Your mouth fell open and you held his hand tighter.

Theo lost his will to fight at that exact moment, letting his hand holding his wand fall to his side. He pulled you into him and rested his forehead against yours. “He knows you’re the mole?” you whispered.

“Not yet, but I can’t imagine it taking much longer. His eyes are set on Berkshire – thinks he’s gotten scared now that his mother died. I was able to ward him off me for the time being. I told him that I wasn’t the one to kill you, I just saw you get hit with a nasty spell.”

“Come with us before it’s too late, Theo. How many times do I have to beg you? Turn your back on it all. We can keep you protected.” you pleaded, looking back at your brothers for reassurance. Bill shook his head before Ron chose to speak.

“He is not coming back with us. Do you know what kind of target that would place on us? It would be a death sentence,” he spit. “With that Dark Mark, I’m sure Voldemort could summon you back to him at any given second,” he added. You spun around to confront him but Theo was quicker – he grabbed you by the arm and pulled you into him.

“I wasn’t planning on it, Weasley,” Theo said with such spite behind his words that it made you want to cower away from him. He looked down at you, asking you a silent question. You bit your lip in thought, looking over at your brothers. 

“Could you guys give us a minute to ourselves? Just stand guard at the door.” With a few grumbles, you were able to convince them to leave. As soon as the door shut, you wrapped your arms around Theo as tight as you could, reassuring yourself that he was here with you and still alive. For how much longer he would be alive, no one was certain.

“You can leave them. Even if you don’t take refuge with us, you can escape,” you pleaded. Theo softly shook his head and pressed his lips to your forehead.

“No, y/n, I can’t. I’m bound to him until one of us dies. I…” he trailed off. You frantically started shaking your head at him and he sighed. “We knew this was going to happen.”

“You might have known. I held out hope,” you cried. Theo grabbed your chin gently, using the other hand to wipe away the stray tears. “Promise me you won’t die.”

“Y/n…”

“Promise me, Theo.” 

His response never came. Theo pulled you into him and kissed you so tenderly, that it was beyond out of character for him. You knew this was the end. He softly ran his hands down your sides, over your back, anywhere they could grasp. It felt as though he was trying to remember the exact shape of your body. He eventually tried to pull away, but in return, you softly bit his lip and pulled him back in. 

Theo couldn’t bring himself to let go of you. You were intoxicating in a way that no drug or drink could replicate. Not breaking the kiss, Theo hoisted you onto a table that was just behind you. Laying you down on it, he kept kissing you. Along your jaw, down your neck – Theo kissed you anywhere with an exposed bit of skin. You couldn’t stop yourself from crying, to which Theo then kissed away your tears. When he was finished, he pulled you up into a sitting position.

“Love, you are the only thing in this short existence of mine that I’ve ever been sure of. When I die, I can die happily because I knew you. I got to love you.” Theo whispered, his voice cracking as he professed to you. You leaned your forehead against him, looking him straight in the eye.

“Try to survive, Theo, please. For me,” you pleaded. Theo nodded briefly but was interrupted by a banging on the door. 

“Hurry up, it’s getting dark. We need to leave,” Bill’s voice called out. Bill and Ron both reappeared in the room, looking at the two of you expectantly.

“We need to leave, and you still haven’t given us what we came for,” Bill sighed. Theo tensed and pulled himself away from you, putting his facade back on as if it were a costume. Part of you wished he didn’t, just so they could see the real him.

“The Dark Lord plans to raid Hogsmeade, again. You need to make sure everyone is evacuated. He doesn’t plan on ever having to raid them again. In two days, if you don’t create a plan, everyone still living there will be dead.”

“And will you be one of the Death Eaters killing those people?” Ron inquired.

“If it means that it keeps me alive, and keeps a steady stream of information coming to you, yes. I have never been unclear with my intentions.” Theo said. He was significantly taller than Ron, forcing the redhead to look up at him as Theo walked closer to him, slowly.

“We don’t have time for this,” Bill said, getting visibly anxious. “We’re leaving,” Bill added, grabbing you and Ron both by the arm. 

Everything happened so fast after that – you reached out for Theo, but he backed away from you and you could’ve sworn you saw a tear run down his face. Just like that, you were whisked away, Bill choosing that moment to apparate. You didn’t get to say goodbye; you didn’t get to tell him you loved him for the last time.

Three days later, after their failed attempt at raiding Hogsmeade, you and your family watched in horror as Voldemort was broadcasting yet another round of executions. This wasn’t the first time this had happened – the first time being with his son, Mattheo, a boy you had known in school. You can’t recall the exact reason for his death, but it set a standard. If Voldemort would kill his child in such ways, what would he do to others?

You held your breath as the camera view panned down the small row of people awaiting their death. You felt the wind get knocked out of you when you caught sight of him.

The boy you loved was there, his eyes already dead. His appearance was, somehow, much worse than when you had last seen him. The bruising around his neck that had almost been healed was now back in full display, accompanied by bruises all over his face. He had blood dried around his mouth and nose, and his left eye was so swollen that it looked completely closed. Something told you that death was merciful compared to what he had been put through.

Voldemort rambled on about the first three men, killing them quickly. His smile never failed, especially when he turned to the last victim: Theo.

“Theodore Nott, what would your father say?” He teased. He pulled a wand out of the box that a servant of his carried at his side. Raising it, you recognized it to be Theo’s. Voldemort snapped it in half, causing a slight flinch to radiate off Theo.

“Stupidly fell in love with a dirty blood traitor, one of those Weasleys. He’s acted as an agent for them this entire time, but of course, I knew from early on. We’ve played a brilliant game of cat and mouse, haven’t we, Nott?” Voldemort, again, laughed. Every muscle in Theo’s body was tensed up and he never lifted his face to look at the crowd that had gathered or the cameras broadcasting the event.

Noticing Theo's aversion to looking at the crowd, Voldemort ran his fingers through Theo's hair before yanking it back, forcing him to look up. Theo grimaced but finally looked straight at the camera. His good eye bore through you, sending your heart straight to the bottom of your stomach.

You started sobbing, sliding off the couch and crawling towards the hologram showing the entire scene. “Please,” you gasped. Hermione sat behind you, pulling you into her, but you fought her off. 

“You were special to me,” Voldemort sighed and raised his wand. You grabbed whatever was closest to you – in this case, a plate someone had been eating off of earlier – and threw it through the hologram. The sound of your sobs and the plate exploding against the wall ricocheted around the hideout.

Another one of your older brothers, Charlie, moved Hermione aside and restrained you. Without doing so, you would’ve hurt yourself or someone else. “Get off me,” you repeatedly screamed, thrashing around on the ground.

Charlie was able to hold you in place on the ground, holding you facedown on the carpet with your arms pinned behind your back. To your horror, you turned your head to the side just in time to see a green light encase Theo in its grip. 

The cry you let out was movie-worthy. Using all of your strength, you burst out of Charlie’s grip and jumped up, turning on your surviving family members. “He died for us. He died for us and our cause. You never gave him a chance and never wanted to offer help in return,” you sobbed. Hermione came back to your side and held you in her arms. 

You didn’t fight back this time. You sat in her arms and sobbed. You couldn’t stop sobbing as you looked back at the hologram and it was panned to Theo’s dead body. It zoomed in on his face as if to hurt you even more. You watched as Voldemort whispered a simple charm, and flames consumed Theo’s body.

“I hope the Weasleys watching this enjoyed the show. While you watched this we have surrounded your hideout. Even Nott’s Occlumency he worked so hard on for you couldn’t keep me out. Perhaps it’s good that you never trusted him with your exact location, or else this would’ve happened long ago.” Voldemort smiled, and the hologram shut off. There was no noise in the room other than your silent sobs. 

Then, the first window exploded.

[mattyriddlesbitch]

Professor!Theo x Professor!Reader

Major professor vibes in this pic, but it's so funny to me. He looks ready to scold the class lmaooooo.

Controversial, but I totally see him as a history professor, so I feel like he'd teach History of Magic. My other choice would be potions, but History of Magic just feels right.

I see him as a big flirt, so he definitely flirted with you back when you both were students, and possibly hooked up with him once. I don't see him as the relationship type back when he was a student.

But now that he's an adult and you're also a professor with him, he's started developing more of an interest in you than just sexually. He likes how you are with the students and the other staff. You're sweet.

You definitely remember him back from your time as a student, and it did make you a little awkward around him. You liked him and that didn't exactly change with time, and you remember him as this big playboy type who only really fucked around, so you figured he was probably still the same.

He would definitely still flirt with you when he got the chance, and that didn't exactly help your opinion of him. He would stop you in the halls to chat or wink at you as you passed each other, he'd make sure he could talk to you at dinner and flirt even more.

Now for him, he knew he was being obvious, but he thought you would catch onto his feelings for you and not just assume he was trying to hook up with you. That thought didn't even cross his mind. I mean, of course he thought about sleeping with you, but that wasn't his goal.

The students caught onto his obvious flirting and would harass you two about it, but, in this case, you both refused to answer, saying it's completely professional.

Though, now that they did mention it, you were starting to wonder if his intentions had changed or not back from when you were teens. Was it just sex or did he want something more?

You finally thought "fuck it", if it is just hooking up, at least you can hook up with someone hot, and him also being a professor was convenient.

You started flirting back a little and the first time you did it, he was surprised, but just smiled like an idiot. He wasn't expecting that and it actually made him a little flustered the first time.

After a few weeks of this little flirting, he asked you out and you agreed, figuring it would just end up with hooking up and nothing more.

But he took you out to a cute little restaurant in Hogsmeade and walked around the town with you before dropping you back off at your room with a kiss goodbye, leaving you standing there dumbfounded.

In fact, he asked you out a few more times and would only kiss you and nothing more. It made you ask him one night right after he kissed you and was about to leave.

He shuffled on his feet awkwardly before admitting he actually liked you and wanted to do this thing right. He didn't want to make you think it was just about sex, so he'd been holding off.

That melted your heart and you kissed him again before admitting you liked him too.

He smiled widely and told you he still wants to do this right and take it slow and told you you have the lead of the relationship. You tell him when you're ready for things and he'll follow your lead. He's way too nervous of going too fast and making you feel like you don't mean as much to him as you do.

Once the students find out though, they're teasing you about the "strictly professional" relationship.

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Klaus Mikaelson x Reader!Soulmate x Elijah Mikaelson PART 2

Word Count- 3k

Warnings- Swearing, blood, canon spoilers

Vampires exist. So don’t werewolves and witches, the supernatural. This is what Elena had told me on the way back to Mystic Falls after our adventure with the 3 cannibals. No, not cannibals, vampires. 

Flashback

“It’s true, Y/N. Vampires, witches, and other supernatural creatures exist. Those people who took us were vampires,” She motions to the two men in the front seat, “Stefan and Damon are aswell, but you don’t have to worry about them they won’t hurt you.”

“We’ll see.” The dark-haired one says out loud as he glances back at me skeptically. The look made me want to throw up but since my stomach didn’t have any more food to throw up I just stared at him nauseously.

“Damon, stop it,” Elena glares at him from the seat next to me, “You will not hurt Y/N, ever.” Elena continues her glaring at the man as he turns over his shoulders and rolls his eyes. 

“Don’t worry about Damon,” Elena whispers as she grabs my hand, “I’ll explain everything you need to know.”

“Yo, you good in there,” Theo’s voice calls from the other side of the bathroom door, “I need to do my hair before school and you know I need at least 25 minutes!”

I let out a deep sigh and tried to wipe away the tiredness from my eyes. After I got back last night Theo bitched me out for leaving him stranded at the party, without a license he had to walk himself home. When asked where I went off to I made up some lie about sleeping over at Elena’s. Theo was skeptical since he knows the closest person I have to a friend is the 67-year-old librarian at Mystic Fall’s library, but he’s more brawn than brain so he didn’t think much more of it. I hated lying to him, With Theo and I being so close and age we never kept things from each other, even though he’s a pain in my ass there’s no one in this world I love more than him. After our father and mother divorced that bond only strengthened. 

“Ya I’m fine,” I open the bathroom door and Theo’s usual calm facade breaks for a moment as he looks at me, “What the fuck happened to you? you look like you got into a fight with a squirrel and didn’t stand a chance.”

I roll my eyes at his remark and push past him to my room. As I grip the door handle a hand grabs my upper arm.

“Hey, I’m joking,” I turn to see Theo staring down at me worriedly, “Seriously though Y/N, what happened you look like you haven’t slept in years?” 

I can’t argue with his observation because I know what I look like since I just spent the last 15 minutes staring back at myself in the mirror. I was too tired last night to take a shower so I just used a washcloth for the blood on my face and chest, then passed out. Or at least tried to, my dreams were vacated by thoughts of what is truly hiding in the shadows, now that I know what is out there. 

“I just didn’t sleep that well last night.”

I try to get Theo to understand that I don’t want to approach this subject any further and thankfully he takes the hint. Within a split second the worried look drops and is replaced with a judgy look.

“Fine, but you’re going to need to change whatever it is you’ve got going on here,” He motions with his hands to my Hello Kitty T-shirt and matching pajama pants, “If I’m seen with you like this my social status will take a massive hit.”

My eyes roll and I shove a fist to his shoulder, earning a mocking gasp from him. 

“I’m taking the day off today, I only had two periods today anyway. I’ll still take you and drop you off, be in the car in 15 minutes, or else you’re taking the bus.”

Theo shoots me a horrified look and gasps, “And make me sit next to those peasants! You wouldn’t dare.”

“Try me.”

—-

Eight minutes later we’re in my car driving to school. One thing I can always count on with Theo is that he will never do anything to tank his reputation. When we moved here a few months ago I was worried he’d have a hard time making friends and fitting in but that was my mistake. Theo is the most extroverted extrovert I have ever met and has a way of making people fall over and do anything he wants with a flash of a smile. Where he got the charisma I got the brains. I would never admit it out loud but sometimes I’m jealous of just how many people truly liked being around him. My only friend is the librarian and the only reason she hasn’t run away from me is because it’s her 9-5, and she can’t leave. 

I pull up to the front of the school and Theo finishes putting the finishing touches onto his hair. As he steps out a group of football guys all wave and acknowledge him.

“My practice gets out at 4:30 tonight. Don’t forget me this time,” Theo leans down and looks at me with a pointed look. 

“I’ll be there, I give you my word.”

“Great,” Theo smiles at me and reaches his hand over for a fist bump, “Later nerd.”

I bump his fist with mine, “Bye loser.”

—-

As I pull into my driveway, I hear my phone chime go off. Glancing down at the screen I see an incoming call from Elena Gilbert. My brain tells me to ignore it and go back up to my bed and hide away from the world until I’m at least 43 years old, but my body has already made my thumb swipe to answer the call. 

“Hello?”

“Hey Y/N! How are you doing this morning,” Elena's voice comes from the other end, I hear the sound of a car in the background making me realize she must be driving, “I honestly didn’t think you’d pick up.”

“Honestly I debated not to,” I tell her honestly. 

“Um, well,” She pauses for a moment, “I know you’re probably very confused, and I don’t know if you want the company or not but I’m going to go do something and was wondering if you wanted to join me?”

I frown slightly at the question, “Why?”

Elena lets out a sound of confusion, “I just thought you might want to know more, or at the very least you shouldn’t be alone right now.”

“I don’t need your pity.”

“That’s not what I’m doing I promise you, Y/N. If you don’t want to come that’s fine by me, but I just want you to know you have a friend out there to talk to about this if needed. If you change your mind I’ll text you the address.”

I hum in acknowledgement and after a moment the call goes dead. I sit in my car for the next 20 minutes going through my head all the things I could do. I could do what I wanted to do before and hide out and be alone, or I could help Elena…. Hiding out seems like a great idea. As soon as my hand reaches the car door handle I’m reminded of how Elena defended me yesterday and fought for me and a loud groan escapes my lips. Fuck. I sit back, pull up the address she texted me, and pull out of my driveway. If I’m kidnapped again I’m going to be so pissed. 

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I pull my car into the spot next to Elena’s car in the middle of the woods. Yep, I'm getting kidnapped. What teenager hangs out in the woods next to a graveyard? I pull out my phone and dial Elena’s number. It rings for a moment before I get a response. 

“Y/N? Is everything ok? Are you hurt?” Elena’s frantic voice comes from the other end.

“What? No, I’m here. Where are you?” I turn around in a circle trying to catch a glimpse of the brunette girl but see nothing but tall barren trees.

“Oh! I didn’t think you’d come, I’ll be up in a second.” She hangs up the call as I furrow my eyebrows in confusion, come up from where? My question is answered when brown hair makes an appearance as Elena walks up a stone staircase leading to who knows where. As she notices me a small smile spreads onto her face and for a moment I get the urge to smile back, but suppress it back down and just nod at her in acknowledgment. She walks over to me and before I have a chance to react she’s wrapping her petite arms around me in a hug. What’s with all the hugging?

“Thank you for coming,” She releases me, “before I take you down though I should warn you it might be a little weird.” 

Her warning makes my heart start to beat faster and a sense of nausea surfaces, I really have to invest in some Tums. 

“Weirder than being kidnapped by three vampires, which I guess now are actually real?” 

Elena processes the question over for a moment before shaking her head slightly, “I guess not as weird as that, no.”

“Come on,” Elena motions me to follow as she guides me down the stone staircase. I tighten the small sweater over myself once I realize I’m still in my pajamas. With each step down I fear I’m walking into something that’ll make me regret getting out of bed this morning. But all I’m met with at the bottom of the stairs is a small stone room covered with dirt, in the center the stone opens up to darkness and I fight the urge to strain my neck to look in.

“Did you bring me a snack?” 

A tough female voice calls from the black abyss. Fuck, I really am getting kidnapped, aren’t I? I’m just about to run right back up those stairs and floor my Toyota Corolla out of this bitch when Elena speaks back to the voice.

“You’re not going to lay a finger on Y/N,” Elena looks at me as she walks over to the hole in the wall and sits down patting the spot next to her, “It’s ok Y/N, as long as she’s in there and we’re out here she can’t touch us.”

I frown in confusion as I drag my feet to where she’s sitting but as I walk from behind her I stop and stare at the woman slumped over in front of Elena. Or not Elena? What the actual fuck is happening!

“Elena, why the hell does she have your face, wait do you have a twin” I motion to the spitting image of Elena in front of us. She looks identical to Elena, wearing a dark mini-dress that looks like it would be easier to burn it rather than clean it at this point. 

“Don’t insult me like that.” The clone throws me a dirty look. 

“This was the weird thing I was mentioning earlier,” Elena explains, “This is Kathrine, she’s my doppelganger.”

“Correction,” Elena’s dopple-whatever jumps in, “She’s my doppelganger, I’m the original she’s just a cheap copy.” 

Ok…bitchy much.

Elena just rolls her eyes as if she’s used to this treatment, “It’s a supernatural phenomenon I guess where every few hundred years someone that looks just like us is born. Kathrine is the vampire that turned Stefan and Damon a hundred years ago.” 

I try to nod along but with all the information I’ve learned in the past 24 hours my mind feels like it’s going to explode. 

“Is she stupid or something?” I whip my head to Kathrine at the remark.

“Fuck you bitch.” 

Kathrine raises an eyebrow at my retort and shifts her shoulders upwards, “Fine, not stupid,” She slints her eyes at me, “Just slow.”

My anger rises at her insult and I am about to open my mouth to go tell this bitch off but Elena raises her hand in a stopping motion. 

“Don’t listen to her Y/N, she’s just trying to provoke you,” Elena sends Kathrine a dirty look, “It’s what she does.”

I nod my head along and realize that these two don’t seem to like each other even though they share the same face.

“So is this some bonding session,” I question Elena, “What are we doing here?’

“I came here to ask Kathrine questions about why I was taken yesterday, and why Elijah seemed to have known you from somewhere.” I watch Kathrine’s posture change slightly at the mention of the suited man. Appears she’s not a fan of the man either. I sigh as I sit down on the dusty ground next to Elena, and can only sit there disgusted as she pours something thick and red into a little cup. Once the stench hits my nose I realize she’s pouring blood.

I go to ask her what the hell she is doing but stop as she uses a stick to push it over to Kathrine. I disturbingly watch as the dopplebitch grabs the cup with her pale hand and brings it to her chapped lips. The red from the blood paints her lips as her mouth opens slightly and I catch a glimpse of two white sharp teeth protruding from her gums. 

“Finish the story,” Elena urges Kathrine as she flings the cup back to Elena. Kathrine adjusts her posture as she taps her chin in thought.

“Right, now where was I?”

“You were mentioning how you betrayed Rose and Trevor by killing yourself for your freedom, and ever since you’ve been on the run,’” Elena stands up and says as if it’s not the wild-ass sentence I’ve ever heard, she pauses for a moment in thought and I watch as a realization washes over her, “That’s why you’re here isn’t, to bargain your freedom to Klaus?” 

Kathrine follows suit and stands up facing Elena, “Mmm. Five hundred years on the run I figured maybe he’d be willing to strike a deal.”

I shake my head in confusion, “Wait, who’s Klaus? I thought Elijah was the scary cannibal guy everyone was afraid of.”

“Klaus is an ancient vampire who wants to sacrifice me,” Elena replies staring down at me, she must notice the look of utter confusion on my face because she tells me she explain that later. 

As I have no idea what the hell is even going on I just listen and watch as the two “not-twins” discuss the Klaus guy and the ingredients for the curse. Ingredients that happen to be actual people might I add. Caroline who I found out is now a vampire and not just some loud blonde girl that sits behind me in my French class, some special stone, Elena as aforementioned, and Theo’s football captain Tyler Lockwood, who surprise surprise is a fucking werewolf. Self-reminder to keep Theo away from him. 

“Better you die than I,” Kathrine tells Elena as she questions how she can just hand over all those innocent people. Elena shakes her head in frustration and then glances at me.

“Is Y/N a part of it,” Elena gestures to me and questions Kathrine who picks a piece of invisible lint off her shoulder. Kathrine takes her time moving her eyes from the wall in front of her to look me in my eyes. Where Elena and Kathrine may be almost identical it is the eyes that make them different. Where Elena’s eyes are kind and welcoming, Kathine’s are filled with nothing but malice and something much darker. 

“Why would she be? She’s human, and I already have my vampire,” Kathrine sends me a cold glance, “If Caroline doesn’t work out though, you can always be a backup, I guess.” 

I shiver at the cruel chuckle she lets out, and Elena walks in front of where I’m sitting. 

“That’s not what I’m talking about. Yesterday I watched as Elijah’s whole demeanor changed when he saw Y/N. He looked at her like he had known her his entire life.”

A small shift in Kathrine’s face appears for a split second before it’s gone. The cruel look in her eyes is now gone and replaced with something much different. Realization is what I can only think of as she runs her eyes over me as if seeing me in a different light. The corner of her lips tightens as she glances at me with an unexplainable look.

“He’s going to destroy you.”

That’s all she says as she picks herself up and strolls back into the darkness. I watch her back retreat as Stefan’s voice comes from behind me. I don’t focus on anything as Kathrine’s words repeat in my head. I must’ve been standing there looking into the abyss for too long because a hand on my shoulder shocks me. 

“Hey, don’t overthink what she said,” Elena shifts me to look at her, “Elijah is dead. He can’t hurt you anymore.”

“Elena’s right,” Stefan chimes in from behind her, “Kathrine has never told the truth a day in her life, whatever she told you was just to rattle you.”

I nod my head as I take a step away from them and towards to staircase. 

“I think I’m going to head home. I have some things I have to do,” I lie about the last part, I just want to get out of here before another panic attack decides to make an appearance.

Elena nods and tries to send me a comforting smile, “OK. Well, can I call you later?” she asks almost hopefully. I just nod my head slightly as I turn around and make my way up the stairs. 

—-

The entire drive home my mind is filled with thoughts of everything that’s happened in the past day. Curses, kidnapping, and the supernatural. Jesus Christ, this sounds like a bad TV show. I try to focus on the road but Kathrine’s last words to me keep ringing in my head. My breathing starts to quicken as I realize what that look in Kathrine’s eyes was. Fear. 

TAGS- @promptly-mercy @superblyspeedydragon @yoyoyoyooy44

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[nottsbitch]

Guilty as sin - Theo Nott

Based on the song by Taylor Swift. Contains some smut

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"I don't know why you keep trying to hide it" Was the first thing that you heard as you picked your head up from a textbook.

Looking up to see Theodore Nott was not exactly who you were expecting to have interrupted your study session. Confused by what he meant you decided to let him further elaborate before responding.

"Keep pretending that you don't want me, Riley. I can keep this game going forever or you could give up now and we could do what we've both been waiting for."

Before you had the chance to be confused again Theo's lips were on yours pulling you from your chair into his lap. It was a rough kiss and all you could taste was the cigarettes you assumed he smoked on his way to find you.

You let yourself enjoy the kiss for a few moments and then quickly pulled away, putting your hands on Theo's chest to avoid him sparking another kiss.

"What are you doing?" Was all you could get out as Theo moved his hands to your waist pulling you closer, which you didn't know was possible.

"I want you. You want me. What's the point in beating around the bush when we could just give in"

Theo didn't wait for you to respond before he gripped your hips harder than before and slowly moving his hand under your skirt. This time without any argument from you.

The once quiet library was now filled with the sounds of your moans. His fingers continuing to move inside of you as he kissed you to contain your moans.

All this was almost enough to distract you from the fact that he was tracing out letters on your thigh. Letting yourself focus for one moment you zoned in on the letters

M

I

N

E

He was writing mine on your upper thigh.

"Riley! Riley! Riley" was being yelled by none other than my roommate Daphne Greengrass.

This caused the girl to jump out of her bed and the very real dream that she was just having.

"You were moving a lot in your sleep is everything okay?"

"Yeah... no I'm good. Just having a very confusing dream" Was all you said before getting out of bed and heading to the bathroom to start you day.

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Unfortunately forgetting about the dream you had the night before had proven to be a lot harder than you thought especially as you were currently in potions sitting next to none other than the man who had been plaguing your thoughts for hours.

And while you guys had been silent the whole class something had changed between you two and Theo with no idea what was going on was a little bit concerned.

Yet you on the other hand felt guilty

"Without ever touching his skin how can I be guilty?" Is what you were currently thinking to yourself over and over again not even noticing the stressed boy next to you.

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When dinner time rolled around everyone was starting to worry about Riley.

"She's been acting weird all day" Pansy was quick to throw in once the conversation started. But quickly stoped as you walked towards your friends.

You had tried to take a nap before dinner but had a hard time sleeping in your bed because every time you closed your eyes you could only think

"My bed sheets are ablaze I screamed his name"

"You look rough Rosier" was muttered right in your ear by the man of the hour causing you to shiver.

"So are you finally gonna tell us what this dream was that's had you acting all weird?" Daphne whispered while the boys were too busy fooling around.

"It's too embarrassing," you said quietly

"YOU HAD A SEX DREAM DIDN'T YOU" Pansy yelled catching the attention of everyone in the great hall.

And in that moment all you could do was looking around at your peers who were looking at you like you had done something wrong.

The only thing replaying through your head was "There gonna crucify me anyway"

So before you could stop yourself you were on your feet yelling back "YES I HAD A SEX DREAM ABOUT MY BEST FRIEND AND NOW I CAN'T STOP THINKING ABOUT FUCKING HIM!"

You had shocked yourself with your outburst quickly recovering and leaving the great hall like something was on fire. You had almost made it back to the dungeons when someone grabbed your wrist turning you around.

"A sex dream about little old me?"All you wanted to do was punch the smirk off of his face. But you couldn't so you did the next best thing.

Grabbing his neck you quickly pulled his face down to yours kissing him quickly.

"I keep recalling things we never did. I need you to change that. I want you to fuck me."

"Well if you're going to beg" Theo smiled as the girl rolled her eyes before dragging her towards his dorm..

Almost like they chose each other religiously.

[vipwinnie]

Smoking Problem

Theodore Nott x reader

Summary : Theo has always been addicted to cigarettes but this time it was too much

Y/N's POV

I sat in Theo's bedroom with tears in my eyes as cigarette smoke filled the air. I watched my boyfriend, his face contorted with anger, smoking one cigarette after another. This habit had become a gap between us, an impassable wall. At the beginning of our relationship, I didn't think this would be a problem. But as time passed, I realized how cigarettes had taken over his life. I spoke to him repeatedly about the dangers to his health, to our relationship, but my words seemed to be lost in the smoke. Arguments had become commonplace. Every time I asked him to stop, he got defensive, arguing that he could smoke if he wanted. The tension between us continued to grow, until that fateful day. That day, the argument reached a level I never thought possible. My words were filled with frustration and disappointment, and his were laced with anger and resistance. The ring he had given me, a symbol of our love and our promises, had become a silent witness to our imminent destruction. In a fit of rage, I stood up, tears streaming down my cheeks, and threw the ring on the floor. The sound of metal against tile echoed through the room, marking the end of our love story. The silence that followed was deafening. But no sooner had the ring hit the ground than something unexpected happened. The boy suddenly stopped shouting and his face showed surprise. He looked down and saw the ring on the ground. The anger faded from his face, giving way to sadness and regret. He immediately picked up the ring, his hands trembling, and rushed over to give it back to me. He wanted to be forgiven, to repair his mistakes. But it was too late. I had already made my decision.

Theodore’s POV

I sat alone in my bedroom, my heart heavy and my mind tormented by the violent argument with my girlfriend. The days that followed were hell, a descent into the depths of sadness and distress. I found myself in a terrible state, unable to control my emotions. Tears flowed almost constantly, flooding my face as I remembered the harsh words we had thrown at each other. Every thought of her reminded me of our argument and the pain that came from it. Sleep was my worst enemy. I tossed and turned in my bed, unable to find rest. Images of our quarrel haunted my dreams, waking me up in sweat and leaving me exhausted throughout the day. The food no longer had any taste. My appetite was gone, replaced by a lump of anxiety in my throat that prevented me from eating anything. Every bite felt like cardboard in my mouth, useless and tasteless. I felt lost, like a part of me had been ripped away. I found it difficult to concentrate on my daily tasks, my mind continually being flooded with thoughts of regret and sorrow. My life seemed like a collection of painful memories and empty feelings. Yet, despite all this pain, I knew I was responsible for our argument. I had let anger and frustration take over, instead of communicating constructively. I blamed myself for letting our relationship reach such a breaking point. The days passed slowly, each minute seemed to last forever.

One evening, while I was lying on the floor crying, my friends Draco and Blaise came to find me in my room. Blaise said:"Man, are you still thinking about her? You've got to move on." Draco chimed in:"Yeah mate, moping around isn't helping. You need to get back out there." I sighed."I know guys, it's just...we were together for so long. I miss her." Blaise put his hand on my shoulder."I understand. But sitting here won't change anything. You've got to go talk to her, sort things out." Draco nodded."He's right. You won't know if you have a chance unless you try. The worst she can say is no, and at least then you'll have your answer." I thought about it. They were right,  I had been moping around for long enough. I needed closure, one way or another. "Alright, I'm going to go look for her. Thanks for talking some sense into me guys." 

I finally decided to make a sincere declaration of love to her, in the hope that she would forgive me. I took a deep breath and walked towards where we used to meet, a bench near the lake. When I saw her, my heart soared. She was there, sitting on the bench where we had shared so many happy moments. Her face was full of sadness, but I could still see the love she felt for me. I took a deep breath and approached her. "Y/N," I began with a shaky voice, "I'm so sorry for everything that happened between us. I didn't mean to hurt you, and I sincerely regret every harsh word that I could say. You are the most important person in my life, and I can't imagine my life without you." She looked at me, her eyes filled with unshed tears. “I blame you, you know,” she whispered, her voice filled with emotion. "But I love you so much, and I can't stay mad at you forever." I took a small box out of my pocket, containing the ring I had given him when we first started dating. "Y/N, I want you to know how much you mean to me. This ring symbolizes our love, and I want to give it back to you as a renewed promise. I promise you that I will do everything in my power to be the best boyfriend, to make you happy every day." Tears began to stream down her face as she took the box into her hands. She carefully opened it, revealing the sparkling ring inside. A radiant smile lit up her face, and she held out her hand so I could hand her the ring. “I forgive you,” she said softly, her eyes shining with happiness. "And I promise to give you another chance. I love you, and I want to be with you." I felt an immense relief wash over me as I slipped the ring onto her finger. I took his hand in mine and realized how lucky I was to have him in my life. We kissed, sealing our reconciliation and our renewed love.

[writingsbychlo]

okay but the world needs a how would the 🐍 boys react to a taylor swift concert (and if you categorized them by album i would also not be mad)

😘💋

for you, my love? anything 😌

slytherin boys + taylor swift concert/albums

draco: draco is impartial. it’s not his typical music taste but he will hum to songs when you play them, he knows you like them. he hires someone to make sure he gets really good tickets and says you can take anyone when he surprises you with them. when you say you want to take him, he fucking loves it. he doesn’t show it, but knowing you’d share something so special with him, it makes him so happy. would wear a basic fit, lets be real. would pay someone to custom make your outfit for your favourite album, though. also, he bought tickets to a tour spot of a place you’ve always wanted to visit and he makes it a whole vacation. splashes cash for extra packages. rich boy vibes. he’d never admit it to anyone but he has listened to All Too Well (10 min version) when he’s in his emo moments.

he’s giving Red, though, and would make the effort to sing along to any songs he knows enough of just to see you smile. like tell me he isn’t giving the youthful innocence of 22 but also I Knew You Were Trouble, like???

mattheo: has an alarm set for tickets and tries to get them so eagerly with you. again, not his usual music taste, but his has been known to scream-sing Shake It Off when drunk. would wear a toned down outfit to match whatever you’re wearing and would absolutely wear any bracelets you make him. holds all your belongings so you don’t have to worry about anything. holds your hand the whole time and sings with you. you’d stay in a fancy hotel overnight the day before and after, he wanted to make it special. buys matching tour hoodies with you.

he’s giving Fearless, like lets be real, The Way I Loved You was written for him. he isn’t ashamed to admit he loves that album, though. that dedication of slightly toxic but mostly just obsessed love, sweet and adorable first love feelings, y’know?

theo: asked if you’d seen there was a tour coming up and chuckled at your excitement when you screamed yes. gets tickets when you don’t manage to and makes a joke like ‘how many boyfriend points did this just earn me?’ spoiler: it’s a lot. wears all your bracelets that you make on one arm and helps you make trades with people. researches the set list to make sure he knows all the lyrics to any possible songs that might play so he can sing with you, but already knows quite a lot. not ashamed to listen to her if he’s with you or missing you. buys you any merch you want, has so many bags to be taken home.

his album is Folklore, just because I think the hazy indie suit him. august is friends-to-lovers with him after spending the summer with his family in italy. change my mind, you can’t.

enzo: baby boy goes all out for this. he’s so lover coded, but he knows all the albums very well. listens to her music with or without you and is proud of it. you sat together to book tickets and try to double your chances and it worked. not only wears and trades bracelets but makes them with you, makes his own set to swap with people too. looks for celebrities and gets to excited when he spots them. he’s the kinda guy to propose during Love Story. matching outfits, matching merch. you guys both have lost your voices the next day and he can’t stop grinning about it. is convinced taylor made eye contact with him. would wear a custom outfit with you, too.

his album is Lover. no doubt. he’s a cutie pie and he’s so pastel-sunshine-sparkles-love. Paper Rings? he belts that. You Need To Calm Down? he bodies it with so much sass just to see you giggle. London Boy? I don’t even need to say.

tom: hears you didn’t get tickets and starts pulling strings to get them for you because you were sad. tries to be casual and just leave them on your desk one day, but can’t help his smile when you burst into his dorm at 11pm and kiss him stupid for it. is willing to let you pick his outfit as long as you make it ‘normal’. you guys match but in a subtle way. like mattheo, books a hotel for before and after, and also will hold your things. doesn’t sing along but he’s not a buzzkill, y’know? stands with his arms wrapped around your waist the whole time, sways slightly to the music for you. he will spin you occasionally. so defensive when you’re looking at merch, growls at someone to fuck off while they still have teeth for telling you to hurry up and pick. gets a hoodie when you tell him it would look good on him and actually wears it for you. also buys the special packages like sound checks etc.

Reputation. you’re gonna look me in my eyes and tell me Look What You Made Me Do isn’t his anthem? if he had a gun to his head he would name that as his favourite song.

bonus for you bc we’re talking abt him right now: all I’m gonna say is reggie + enchanted. that’s it, that’s all.

[legally-lupin]

Her pt2 - Mattheo Riddle x Theo Nott X fem! Reader

Summary: who will you agree to a second date with ?

Go to part 1 for this story <3

Her pt1

It only took a night for an owl to come. Y/n sat in the great hall eating her breakfast when a huge owl crashed on the table spilling everything around it. A goblet of tea fell onto her lap. She jumped up from the sudden temperature change

“Merlin’s beard!!” She huffed wiping her skirt with tissues. Hermione helping her

“Who’s bloody dumb bird is this?” Ron said taking the letter from its foot the bird screeched and flew away its big wings causing everyone’s hair to blow

“It’s for you” Ron handed you the paper you stared at it the owl put you In a sour mood and whoever sent it will get an earful from you.

“Let’s see who was smart enough to send in a bloody owl the size of a dog!” Y/n huffed peeling the green ribbon off it

Dear y/n

Meet me at the astronomy tower doors before dinner

Bring a blanket or a jacket you choose :)

MR x

“Well?” Hermione asked looking over her friends shoulder

“Mattheo” y/n replied looking around for the boy smiling at him he winked at her with a piece of toast in his mouth

“Well we have class so let’s go before the traffic starts” Harry said laughing y/n pulled out a spare skirt out of her bag

“Can we stop by the toilets first I need to change”

Theo and Mattheo gave y/n subtle glances throughout the day which she responded with a smile her mood much better after changing.

During potions Mattheo sat next to y/n the trio looked at him but ignored him.

“Hey pretty girl” a kiss was placed on her cheek she gave a small smile and continued with her potion

“Sorry about the owl. He’s a bit dumb” Mattheo chuckled y/n gave the slytherin a really? You don’t say look laughing.

“Mr.Riddle I don’t think this is your table” professor snape raising an eyebrow. Mattheo smiled awkwardly before whispering

“See you in a few hours” and walked to his table. You can see Theo’s clutch on the silver rod tighten

“What am I gonna do?” Y/n sighed mione tried to comfort her friend

Dinner came by quickly. As you got dressed into something nice you faced Hermione spinning

“How do I look?” A big smile formed on your face

“Amazing as usual!” You linked arms as you left your common room

As you bid your goodbyes to your friends you made your way to the tower where Mattheo was already waiting for you. With a large bouquet of your favourite flowers in it.

“Hey” y/n said blushing. Mattheo pulled her into a hug her arms went over his shoulders and his went to her waist.

“You look so gorgeous” Mattheo whispered in her ear his lips pressed against her cheek

“Well you clean up rather nice your self” she remarked placing a kiss to his cheek

“Shall we?” Mattheo offered his arm which she gladly took as they ascended the stairs. Y/n was shocked to see the astronomy tower littered with lights and a table it was very sweet

“Oh wow you did all this ?!” You gasped looking at every detail Mattheo nodded proudly

“Of course I wanted it to be a great first date!” Mattheo pulled the chair out for you and tucked you in.

“A gentleman?!” You joked Mattheo chuckled before sitting himself opposite you

“For you” he smiled a big cheesy smile

“So what’s on the menu today?” Y/n asked looking at her surroundings

“Uh I’m not sure I told the house elves in the kitchen to surprise us for 10 galleons” as if on que the house elves arrived and placed the food in your table.

You both sat on the floor covered in soft pillows and watched the beauty of Hogwarts in comfortable silence

“I’ve really enjoyed our time together mattheo” y/n sighed her head leaning on his shoulder he hummed in agreement a hand snaked around her waist pulling he closer.

“Thank you for giving me a chance and if you don’t choose me I don’t mind as long as we stay friends” his voice was soft and you can tell he was tired

“Do you want to head to bed! Woah!” Mattheo practically tackled y/n to the ground holding her tight

“No I don’t want this night to enddddd!!” His grip tightened as he layed on top of her she laughed at his childishness

“Oh your laughing at me now ?!” The boy challenged y/n eyes widened as he started to tickle her.

“Mattheo no!!! I’m sorry!!” She pleaded in a fit of giggles mixed with Mattheos chuckles the bittersweet moment lasted only seconds before he stopped and stared at your face

“Wha-“ y/n was cut off with a pair of lips on hers. She froze not knowing what to do until she gave in and kissed him back her hands wrapping around his neck Mattheo hands raked her body as they made out. The two pulled away panting for air.

Mattheo walked y/n to her common room both very tired considering it was 1am.

“Thank you so much for such an amazing night. It’s been so fun” y/n pulled Mattheo into a big hug which he gladly returned.

“No, thank you for giving me a chance” y/n kissed Mattheo on his cheek before bidding him good night.

She entered the dorm she shared with Hermione and Ginny. They were both awake and y/n flopped on Miones' bed squealing

“Good night?” Hermione asked her friend laughing

“Tell us EVERYTHING!!” Ginny sang landing next to you. As you gave them a brief story about your date you sighed

“Girls I really don’t know what to do”

“Just sleep on it until you have to go out with Theo” Ginny suggested

“But what if I can’t choose?”

“Then date both” Ginny joked making Hermione laugh

The next morning y/n sat down once again for breakfast as she enjoyed her much-needed coffee. Theo sat next to her holding a bouquet of your favourite flowers and chocolates glued to it. Your smile was huge at the sweet gesture.

“Hey Theo!” Y/n said looking up at the boy who smiled warmly

“Hey y/n I wanted to ask if you wanted to go on a date with me today?” Theo said confidently as he handed you the flowers/sweets

“Of course I would love to”

“Brilliant meet me at the courtyard fountain in like 3 hours does that give you enough time?” Theo sweetly smiled

“More than enough I’ll be there!” Theo pecked y/n forehead before going off to his table

“Bloody hell” you hear Ron mumble Harry rolled his eyes

“Mioneee you have to help me get ready pleaseee!!!” Y/n begged hugging on to her friends arm

“You don’t even have to ask” the curly haired girl beamed as y/n grabbed her hand and they both ran out the great hall

You took a while to get ready making sure everything was perfect you looked at yourself in the mirror. It was weather appropriate but still amazing !

“You look so good!!!” Hermione said fixing your hair

You both headed down to the courtyard as some people were going to hogsmeade you see Theo waiting for you with his friends

“I’ll catch you guys later yeah?” Y/n waved goodbye to her friends and made her way to Theo. Draco was the first one to notice her he nudged Theo making him look to where he was nodding to.

“Hey y/n. Let’s go boys” Draco said dragging Mattheo with him Theo pulled you into a hug

“You look gorgeous as usual” Theo smiled twirling the girl around making her giggle

“Thank you Theo. You look handsome nothing new”

“So I was thinking we can go to London for the day instead of Hogsmeade I have permission from professor snape" Y/n's eyes lit up at the sound of going to her city.

"no way! I was waiting until the holidays to go and restock oh this is going to be so fun" she squealed hugging Theo. the boy laughed rubbing her back

"come on then before it gets too late" As they travelled via flu powder to London they found themselves at the Leaky Cauldron. theo placed a protective hand on the small of her back leading them out to the street.

theo watched as y/n went in and out of shops a smile never leaving her face

"hey Theo what do you think about this smell?" y/n presented her wrist to theos nose he wrapped a large hand around it and inhaled the perfume humming in satisfaction

"this one is much better than the other one" he put it in the basket that he was holding for her

as the pair shopped longer Theo noticed a group of guys staring at y/n and whispering to each other. theo went up behind her and wrapped both arms around her making her jump "oh, Theo you scared me! is everything alright? I'm sorry I'm taking ages" she apologised leaning into him.

"Don't apologies princess take your time" he smiled against her neck the group of boys long gone now.

y/n showed Theo the best places she liked to go considering she was born and grew up in this city. They somehow ended up outside y/n old house, the place she grew up in the place her mother was found dead.

"I'm sorry I brought us here. I just always visit it when I'm around" she sniffled leaning into Theo

"Never apologise for that it's absolutely fine" A small sincere smile was set on his face

"I don't want to rush you but we should head back to the leaky cauldron soon. professor snape gave me a time limit" he whispered into her hair. She nodded in response pulling away.

they headed back to Hogwarts. it was almost curfew when they arrived outside her common room.

"Theo?" y/n asks looking up at the boy

"hmm?" he responds

"what if i can't choose? like you guys are best friends and I don't want you to fall out over me" She began to get teary-eyed, making Theo's gaze soften as he pulls her in for a hug

"hey don't worry about us, and don't rush into a decision if your not sure yet just take your time. we will both be here for you." he rubbed her back she gripped his shirt tighter

"i like both of you and it's hard" she wiped a stray tear away she lookd up at Theo all doe eyed before grabbing him by the collar and pulling him in for a kiss which Theo gladly returned placing a firm hand on the back of your neck and another on your waist squeezing the area. Theo slipped a tongue in your mouth making you moan softly he smirked against your lips and got hungrier by the second wanting more of you. Theo pulled away from the kiss and started nipping at your neck your sweet noises make him let out a groan. Before pulling a way making you whine.

“Love. We can’t not yet. As much as I would love to” his forehead rested on yours as you caught your breath

“Get some sleep angel. I’ll see you in the morning” he placed kiss to your lips before bidding goodnight.

As you blindly entered the dorm room your vision too clouded by your own mind Hermione stepped in front of you

“Wow your flustered” she smirked helping you sit down

“How was it?” She gave her friend a supportive pat on the back as she laid her head on her shoulder

“It was nice. But I think I’m gonna sleep. Night mione” sleep overtook y/n within minutes

Who will you choose ?

If you choose Mattheo:

The next morning came and y/n was more then ready to see him. She went to the great hall and gestured for him to follow her.

“Hey gorgeous. How are you ?” Mattheo winked shoving his hands in his pockets

“Mattheo I uh. I choose you” you whispered mattheos slit eyebrow cocked up

“Sorry sweetheart couldn’t hear you could you maybe speak up?” He got closer to you knowing full well what you said

“I choose you. I want to be with you” you said a but too loud. Mattheo smile grew as he lifted you off the ground spinning you

“Oh love you don’t know how happy I am right now” he pulled you into kiss keeping you in his grip as tight as he could. You wrapped your arms around his neck and tugged at his hair making him grunt

“Don’t be doing that princess. Not here anyway” he whispered In your ear making you blush HARD.

“And don’t worry about Theo we had a conversation after your date with him and agreed no matter who you chose we will be happy for each other and not get in the way of the other one’s relationship” he pecked your lips tenderly and a bunch of wolf whistles were heard behind you. You span around to see your friends cheering you on. You hid in Mattheo chest making him chuckle

If you choose Theo:

You made your to the great hall a big smile plastered on your face as you looked around for him. Finding him at his usual table in his usual spot you went over and sat down next to him.

“Good morning ange-“ Theo was cut off with your lips on his he smiled and pulled you in closer

“Alright you two it’s too early for that” Blaise says chucking a piece of toast your way Theo gave him the middle finger as he kissed you one more time.

“So does this mean?” Theo questioned looking down at you. You nodded and smiled shyly as he pulled you into his side

“Mattheo and I spoke yesterday so don’t worry about anything ok. We are good” Theo whispered in your ear

“But will you do the honours and be mine?” Y/n nodded pulling the boy into a big hug

[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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"What!?" You blink at him.

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

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

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

"I need some explanations." You frown.

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

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

"Correct." Scott nods.

"Hey it was very important." Stiles protests.

"For the cops maybe!" Scott scoffs.

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

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

"But not Scott?"

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

"Something?" You frown.

"Technically someone. Peter Hale." Scott says.

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

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

"Derek Hale is still alive?" You gasp.

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

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

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

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

"Stiles-" Scott warns.

"Sure, what is it?" You ask.

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

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

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

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

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

"Bad."

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Scott did you-?"

"No!" Scott says.

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

"Stiles!"

"What?! I support your endeavors."

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

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

"Okay?" You nod.

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

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

"Yes." He nods.

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

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

"And Theo's your age?"

"Correct." Stiles nods.

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

"What is it?" Scott asks.

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

"What-" Stiles frowns.

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

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

"Not since you were 12." You scoff.

"I will say it more often."

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

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

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

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

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

"Well I think-"

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

"Not yet." He frowns.

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

"See?" Stiles huffs at Scott.

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

"Thank you. I think?" Stiles says.

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

"What does that mean?" You frown.

"Chimeras." He tells you.

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

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

"Turning teenagers into mutants?" You blink.

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

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

"Sometimes." Stiles shrugs.

"More often than not." Scott adds.

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

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

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

"I always do." You shrug.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"He's a hellhound."

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

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

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

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

"Oh shut up." You roll your eyes.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"You're the hellhound." You say.

"Excuse me?" The man blinks at you.

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

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

"Huh?"

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

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

"Wait what were you doing at Eichen?"

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

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

"Ditto." You smile.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Are you suggesting I lie to your mother?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

***

[noarawriteszr]

Could we get one with Leah (coral island) being flustered by the farmer internally but hiding it behind her cold exterior she projects?

hey hey! how are you? this was a GREAT request >-< tbh I think I changed a little bit of how the story should go, and I'm sorry I took so long ughh :/ But I really do hope u like it! <3

I care!

When you got into the island most of people were so kind and lovely to you, it really does seem like a dream except when you meet people that weren't exactly that kind.

One of these people was Leah, she was so rude and you definitely couldn't believe when some people told you that she haves a soft spot.

For you, her hobby and soft spot seem like humiliating you or teasing in all the chance she can. You can remember her cold voice whenever she needs to say something to you, and it was definitely not pleasing to hear all the time that someone doesn't care about you.

Although when Erika told you that Leah has a soft spot, you got interest to see what's going on with that pink hair girlie. So your routine changed quickly, and with the help of Erika, you got to know of Leah's schedule. Maybe if you could hang out with her more, she would be more sweet to you...

Oh, how you were wrong.. Leah treated you like a trash and made sure you knew about her "dislike."

Although you weren't dumb.. you saw the way her eyes searched for you in the crowd, the way she always sits next to you in any festival. Plus: You kinda overheard Leah cursing Mark when he made fun of you.

Hmmm.. so that's how it works. You decided to test the theory for real and ask Theo to help you. Basically, if she doesn't care about you, she shouldn't feel jealous when you flirt with Theo, right?

You danced with him all night and felt her angry eyes follow you both the entire time. When you two finally stopped dancing and you went to grab a drink, she went stomping to you and pushed you against the wall(kdrama vibes, hehe sorry)

" What the hell was that?!?!? He's not even your type!"

You laughed in her face, which made her turn even more red with anger. What she didn't expect was you to turn to her and say:

"I don't see why this is a problem, Leah. He's kinda cute and single. You didn't make a move yet, so I thought it was fine for me to do it." You sure know for a fact that she saw red and suddenly she confesses her biggest secret:

"I don't care about him, I care about you, idiot!!" She almost ran away from you, but you manage to grab her arm to pull her against you, whispering into her ears:

"Seems like you care after all."

[cxhleel108]

LITG S8 Thots for this week: What a great day!

• Girl this compatibility test kinda made no sense like I’m just answering questions that so obviously correlate to Oakley or Shawn what is the point???😭

• And what guy would that be exactly?…

• Oakley being most compatible with me AHA! y’all are never tearing us apart idgaf😛

• She’s so me like why I’m kinda in love with her.

• Outfit time un!

• Ok um…roaring twenties!

• This is so Emel coded. Aw I kinda miss her a lil.

• That poem chile…Max you gotta go😭😭😭

• Claudia toying with Liam and Max lame asses ughh that’s my muva DOWN.

• Team Shawn and Kyle actually cuz Liam and Max fucking suck omg. Also yes Kyle romancers you’ve converted me a little bit, he’s cute.

• Pushing Liam in the pool wasn’t enough tbh like he needs to drown I’m sorry.

• “I can’t stop thinking about last night” You mean when I kicked you out and slept alone Shawn? Ok.

• Bro this same shit happened last season what the fuck did I need to put on a dress for just to go speak to niggas??? Fusebox will do anything for a bag😭

• Anyways, outfit time deux!

• Werk!

• Great! Now I have to deal with Liam for the rest of the season🙂

• Being forced to bring a boy back is actually so dumb. What is he gonna be there for other than to watch me ride Oakley’s dick constantly?

• As she should! Let’s not act like Theo wouldn’t JUMP at the chance to taste this coochie if I let him, please.

• Me just having the option to leave Shawn behind back at the Villa god I feel so bad. I still did it tho😛

• AHHHHH EXACTLY BOO EXACTLYYYYYY!!!

• PFFFFFFTTTTT BE FOR REAL BRUH🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

• BAD BITCH PARTY OF ONE! BAD BITCH PARTY OF ONE YOUR TABLE IS READY!

• I’m sorry but-

• So glad I get to let Shawn know right away that I’m a girl on a mission and he’s just gonna have to be okay with that.

• Bitch don’t make my girl already have to slide yo ass after being back for three minutes.

• The daybeds chat ughhkdkdksns just give him back to me already like y’all keep playing with me!

• Ok first off, I looooove Hazel already she’s so cutesy and fun and girlypop. Second off, I really don’t give a fuck what happened while I was gone cuz at the end of the day…Sienna is NOT badder than me…like at all.

• Outfit time trois!

• Cheetah print so I can show this ho just how fast I can reclaim my man oh exactly!

• Bea sis I love you but you can’t be mad at Liam for being an ignorant fool when you brought said ignorant fool in here like…

• Ooo wait this different scenario options for different LIs gave me Choices tease for a second…why they can’t do this more often???

• This shit had me giggling and kicking my feet god I love this man.

• Hazel and Hari are lowkey goals I love this.

• LMAOOOOOOO LAME ASS🫵🏽🤣

• Uhhhh Luna don’t be mad just cuz I got the attention of four niggas in here and you only got the attention of one. We may have made up but TRUST I got enough smoke for you and Sienna!

• Everybody just watched Oakley and I share this romantic ass, dramatic ass, chick flick ass kiss but they still gon act like there’s a chance I want somebody else I hate it here.

• Course it was Liam that started the big blow up.

• How dare y’all assume I’d rat my bestie Claudia out omg?

• Them bringing my name up in that argument between Theo and Claudia just for it to not even mean anything…like I said earlier anything for a fucking bag.

• You’re telling me Jin and Luna were actually able to end their pointless arguement in a time frame of under two minutes this time? Wow shit really is changing around here.

• AHHHHH YOU MAD🫵🏽😝

• Oh brother can we just tell Oakley that we’d never cheat on him and get to fucking already jesus why do we have to wait for that AGAIN???

[veayrss]

Second chance lovers?

Theodore Nott x reader

[Angst] Fluff Spicy

Warnings: swearing, arguing, toxic theo, LMK IF I MISSED ANY.

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Theodore Nott. Your ex boyfriend, why you may ask? Well he cheated on you with your raven claw friend Presca flowtop. You walked in on them fucking. God you were furious.

Two years down the Drain on some nimwhit like him. But Merlin were you in love with that nimwhit. But when you walked in they noticed after a few seconds and hurried with their clothes. You fought the butch then next day, and LORD it felt amazing.

But in that moment of seeing them, all you wanted to do was beat the shit out of Nott, but also cry in his arms. He was your safety net and vice versa. Not any more though, that was four months ago.

And right now your in the middle of the hall way lost in thought, but once that bell rang it snapped you out of it and you ran to snapes class room.

You do not want be late again, merlin knows what he would do.

As soon as you enter the class you were the third person there. You sigh in relief and take your seat. This is your LEAST favorite class for many reasons. You hate snape, it’s the first class of the day, and it’s with Nott.

Like your good at potions, your not failing but your not amazing at it. Your in the middle which is where you want to be at this moment.

You take out your book and quill and open to the page your going over today and then take out some parchment.

While doing so you hear someone pull out a chair and sit down, thinking it’s your friend ginney you turn to say hi but realize it is not Ginney. But a skank.

He gives you a small smile and greets you, “hey Y/n.” You roll your eyes and ignore him, he’ll have to leave when ginney arrives and she’s usually early to class on most days.

Hopefully that’s today, so you grab your ink and place it opening it dipping your quill in it and start writing the date and your name.

Theodore sighs turning fully to face you, “come on y/n. You can’t ignore me forever.” He says quietly trying not to alarm anyone in the class, yes it’s early which means it’s kind off empty. But that also means it’s very quiet, so just raising your voice a tad bit is loud.

You look over at him in disbelief and scoff is he really serious right now? “Watch me Nott.” I told him, already annoyed with a few words he’s spoken.

His face scrunched up at the use of his last name, he doesn’t mind if it’s other people, hell he prefers other people to use that name when talking to him but you.

Never the less he rolls his eyes “come on N/N.” He scoffs back. ‘Is talking to me that bad?’ He wonders, missing the conversations you both used to have before everything was better.

i scoff again, why is he even calling me by my nick name? Since when has he gotten that privilege again? “Stop calling me that. And leave me alone.” I tell him still not giving him a single glance.

His face slightly sours but before he can say anything else he moves his seat hearing snapes footsteps but before he leaves he says, “Fine.” his hands clenched in fists as he moves and sits down, and looks out the window.

I sigh listening to the teacher, Professor snape, as the whole class is now here. He says we need partners for the potions project and he’s picking them himself.

As he says names he says mine, then he says Theodore Nott, i groan and look over at Nott. Snape literally hates me and he’s clearly out to get me.

We get up and move to sit with our new partners. I sit down next to him. Snape hands is the instructions on what we have to do and I groan knowing this will most likely take a week.

Theodore hears your groan and rolls his eyes. “Oh for Merlin’s sake. I don’t want you as a partner either.” You internally laugh at how quickly his opinion and feelings can change.

You make a fake pouty face “didn’t you want to talk to me five seconds ago?” I say in a teasing tone. He scoffed, “Yeah five seconds ago, but now I realize how annoying you are.”

You roll your eyes and ask, “When do you want to do the project. I wanna hurry up and get it over and done with as soon as possible.” He shrugs. “After class I guess. But I’m warning you I’m Not doing all the work.”

“Ok?” You look him up and down annoyed, ‘god he’s so fucking- I have no words to describe this boy.’ You thought, then continued to pay attention to class.

Theo watches you, bored. his eyes lingering on every small movement, the smallest facial expression, every time you hear a small noise and look that way, every time you move your hair out of your face.

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after class you start packing and Presca walks over to theo hugging him, then making eye contact with me smirking. You scoff, you do not wanna deal with that today or ever.

Theo rolls his eyes at something kind of hard to tell, before greeting her back and awkwardly hugging her.

You watch, your eyes start to get watery, you leave before you can make scene. As you walk away you mumble ‘jackass’ and walk out of the class pissed off and hurt.

Theo chuckles to himself before getting up and following you. You can tell Nott is following you, annoyed with the boy you confront him still walking to the library to get books. “what the fuck do you want Nott.”

Theo smirks behind your back. “I want to see if my ex is okay is all.” He shrugs before reaching your side and slightly touches your hip assuming it’s to stop you from walking any farther.

You smack his hand away “don’t touch me. Don’t talk to me. And don’t look at me. I’ll do my part of the project and you do yours.” You told him, staring at him with a look of mixed emotions.

He sighs. He was hoping for a response, but that wasn’t the one he wanted. He just wants to talk to you. His hand rests back on your hip, but this time he doesn’t budge after you try to move it. “I’m just talking to you, calm down.”

You move out of his grip “if you wanted to talk to me then you should have never cheated.” You say with a scoff before trying to leave again. Are you overreacting? Probably who knows. But what he did was just a few months ago.

The wound is still fresh, you still feel angry and mad at him for what he did. It’s not like in four months you can just stop caring for a two year relationship that ended horribly. And just simply have small talk and spend time with him.

Theo catches your arm again not letting you leave. “just wait for a goddamn moment!” He says, his voice sounding harsh, and a little demanding.

You groan. “god your fucking tiring what do you want?!” You say, on the verge of pulling out your hair. Theo stares directly into your eyes. “I want you Y/n.” He says sounding somewhat sincere..?

 that doesn’t matter though, you stare at him in disbelief, “like I said-you should’ve thought about that before you- hm- oh! cheated four months ago.” Theo scoffed “Are you that sensitive? You know I was drunk.” He said, looking at you with a raised eyebrow, but you know he was lying. Theo doesn’t drink on school days- and he simply wasn’t drunk.

And with him lying trying to save his ass just pissed you off. You began to raise your voice, people now starting to look at you both, “drunk my ass! The only thing you were was high off your ass! And that isn’t an excuse!”

Theo chuckles lightly. “I admit it I was high. But you’re being such a baby about it! It was 4 months ago, let it go.”

You start laughing at how ridiculous he sounds, then you look at him, “so I cheated on you with mattheo your best friend you wouldn’t be mad?” You ask egging him on knowing he would get mad.

Theo doesn’t speak for a few seconds. He looks at you with a stone cold stare, trying his best to not let that theory affect him. but after a while he spoke. “I wouldn’t care.” He shrugs. And then laughs. “Mattheo has nothing on me anyways. Why would you cheat on me with him?” Theo scoffs.

“Maybe because he would treat me better then you ever did.” You said tearing up out of anger. not caring if it hurt theos feelings or not because at this point you were done.

Theo laughed at you for saying that. It was a cruel laugh. As he took a deep breath to continue laughing, once he stopped he saw your tear stained cheeks and then new ones coming down. his face changed to one that was soft and remorseful for a second, but he refused to let you see it. “I treated you fine darling.” He said.

“Maybe in the beginning. Not in the end.” You say wiping your tears, every one now looking at you both in the hall making you embarrassed.

Theo doesn’t acknowledge the stares. He simply looks at you with a smirk and his eyes slowly travel the length of your body from top to bottom before he spoke again. “Don’t cry darling, you’re not the victim here.” He said, chuckling you couldn’t tell if he was being serious or not.

But the heat of the moment got the best of you. So you slap him in the face, shocking him. “fucking hate you.” You told him before turning to leave to the slytherin common room.

Theo’s eyes widen before he quickly grabs your wrist. “No! Don’t you dare walk away.” Theo says in a demanding voice. You yell has he grabbed you, “Let go Theodore!”

Theo didn’t let go of your wrist, his grip tight, but not painful he had no intention of hurting you, he never did. “No. Calm down and we can talk about this privately. Stop making a scene!”

You struggle in his grip ignoring what he’s saying. “let go!” you yell still crying, everyone gathers around whispering. Theo looks down at you, his eyes staring down into yours. As you struggle he slightly loosens the grip, making sure he’s not hurting you. “No, Y/n relax.”

“I don’t want to talk at all anymore! We did you clearly don’t feel bad about cheating. Just let go!” You yell at him, voice all hurt begging him to let go.

Theodore’s eyebrows raise. He scoffs a bit before his eyes rest on yours. “You’re really not making this easy, darling.” He puts you down but not letting go of your hips in a gentle grasp, but strong enough that you can’t leave.

You try to push him back, “do you not get it?” But it doesn’t work.

Theo was stubborn, as he tried to bring you somewhere more private, but you don’t budge. “Enough Nott!” And this time you push him hard enough having him stumble back. Mattheo, Draco, Pansy, Blaise, and Enzo runs over. Enzo and Pansy helping me, and Draco and Blaise trying to reason with theo to drop it and mattheo yelling at theo.

Theo’s eyes instantly goes to everyone. “You all, stay out of this this is between me and Avery.” Theo says with a annoyed and frustrated voice.

mattheo scoffed telling him “she clearly doesn’t want anything to do with you!” Mattheo yells at theo poking his chest harshly, “leave theo your breaking the poor girls heart even more.” Pansy said rubbing my back as I hug Enzo, theo getting a bit jealous at that.

Theo was getting angrier and annoyed by the second, he wanted to tell everyone to fuck off and take you away from Enzo’s arms, as he saw you hugging him, his jaw slowly clenching.

Blaise sighs and yells at circle around us “show is over you fucking assholes! Go fuck off!” And everyone starts to leave. Then everyone but theo leaves with you, to pansy’s room leaving Theodore in the middle of the hallway.

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Part two? YAY or NEY.

[endgametike]

second chances

Theo Raeken x reader

You were mad. No, you weren’t mad, you were pissed at Scott. You were currently sitting with Theo on Scott’s living room, trying to figure out a way to beat Gerard. The problem was that you hated Theo. He broke your heart. He was your first love and he broke your heart. But Scott wanted to fix things between you and Theo, so he locked you two together.

“You know, you’ll have to talk to me eventually.” No answer. “Y/n, come on. We’re definitely not going to find a way to stop him if you won’t even talk to me.” Still no answer. Theo got up from the couch and stood in front of you.

“What are you doing?”

“Oh, she talks!”

“Well, you’re blocking the sun. I’m cold. So please, get out of my way.”

“We need to talk about us. We won’t be able to focus until we clarify some things.”

“Speak for yourself. I was focused until you moved.”

“I’m serious!”

“So am I! I don’t want to talk to you or even look at you, because whenever I see your face or hear your voice I wanna punch you. I hate you! I hate you so much ! So please, can we just find out a way to stop him?”

“Just listen to me, please. That’s all I’m asking. If after what I tell you, you still don’t wanna talk to me, I’ll stop.”

“Fine, talk.”

“When I came to Beacon Hills, I had a plan. I wanted Scott’s pack. I wanted the banshee, the kitsune, the beta with anger issues, the werecoyote, Void Stiles....but you, you were never a part of my plan. Falling in love with you was never a part of my plan. I was raised by the Dread Doctors. Bad was all I knew ! But you...you made me wanna be a good person, a better person. You changed me.... I wanted an out. I went to the Dread Doctors and said I wanted to stop the plan, to stop helping them. But they threatened me. With your life. They said that if I didn’t kill Scott they would kill you! I couldn’t let them kill you, you have to understand that. I never meant to hurt you and I hate that I did. I’m so sorry for everything, I wish it could have been different. But the dread doctors are gone, so if you could just give me a second chance to prove you I’m better, to prove you made me better.... I’m just asking for another chance. I’ve never felt this way about anyone...and it’s scary, but it also feels amazing...loving someone. Loving you. Loving you it the best thing that has ever happened to me and I’m not ready to let go of that. I’m not gonna give up on you....on us.” Theo stops taking and takes a few seconds to see your reaction. “Please say something.”

“You broke my heart Theo. You were my first love and you broke me. You used me, you betrayed me, you killed my brother, and after all of that you’re asking for forgiveness?”

“I know it’s a lot to ask but-“

“A lot to ask? You think? I feel sorry of you Theo, I really do. I know your past wasn’t easy, but what you did to me. To Scott. To the pack. It was awful.All the times you told me you loved me, all the times you talked about our future, all the times you looked me in my eyes and told me you would never lie to me...was it all a lie?”

“No! No, that’s what I’m trying to explain ! I loved you then, I love you now ! And I still want that future with you. Please, just let me take you on a date. All I ask for is a date. And that’s it.”

“Fine, one date. If you don’t prove you changed, then we’re done for good.”

“I promise you it’ll be the best date of your life.”

[usermischief]

♞Pairing: Steo

♞Characters: Stiles Stilinski, Theo Raeken

♞Tags: wedding, getting back together, future fic

♞Words: 2047

Sitting on the steps at the front of the church, arms loosely crossed over his thighs and phone in his hand, Theo is the very definition of bored. Something you very much should not be on the day you tie the knot with the person you claim to be your soulmate. Not that those exact words have ever left Theo’s mouth. Those have only ever rolled over Tracy’s tongue. She’s always believed that this day would come, even during the time Theo dated Stiles. It’s hard to blame her. Theo is like a drug. Once hooked, it’s impossible to get clean.

That Stiles has managed to stay away from five years seems like a miracle. Yet, he’s here on the off-chance that Theo still feels the way for him he’s used to do – even though Stiles was the one who walked away. They were passionate, and Stiles still can’t begin to put into words how he feels about Theo, but they were explosive, more so once their respective careers took off. Theo Raeken, one of the best receivers seen in generations, and Stiles Stilinski, an up-and-coming actor people throw blank checks at, so he’d be in their movies or TV shows.

They were volatile, but they made sense.

They never made their relationship a secret, but they were private – too private for the media, who decided to spin their own stories. Stiles too the brunt of that. A new rumored romance at least once a month. Interview questions from journalist. Stiles reaffirming that he’s still dating Theo but refusing to give any further comments. A lot of people online kept coming to his defense, giving the media the engagement it so desperately craved, and the cycle went on and on.

Even when Stiles stopped commenting at all as his relationship crumbled behind the scenes, nothing changed. Theo’s possessive streak has been an issue from the beginning. It was manageable. Easy to handle. The constant onslaught of rumors, however, caused it to fly off the handle. After multiple near misses, Stiles decided to leave before they both explode and so or say something they cannot come back from.

The world learned of their break-up because Tracy posted pictures of herself and Theo everywhere.

Stiles, in return, fucked more people than he can count. He became who the media told him he is. Funny, really, that out of the two of them Stiles turned into a fuckboy.

And now he’s hiding in the last row of a church Theo never wanted to get married in. He knew about the wedding long before Josh and Corey popped up on his doorstep. Tracy announced it the very day of their engagement. Of Corey and Josh hadn’t continuously insisted, Stiles wouldn’t be doing this. He wouldn’t be here, putting his heart – and pride – on the line in front of too many strangers and at least twenty invited paparazzi, waiting outside the church, and, in turn, the whole fucking world. If Theo’s closest friends are right, all Stiles has to do is get up, be seen, and Theo would drop everything to take him back no questions asked. But Stiles knows he can only ask this of Theo if he’s sure they work out, if he wants to stay with him, knowing and accepting every part of Theo.

Only then can he allow Theo to uproot his life.

The longer Stiles waits, the worse it will get for Tracy too. Not that she would’ve cared. She tried to get with Theo every chance she got. Still, Stiles wonders what would feel worse, waiting until the officiant asks him to speak – and what if he freezes? – or ripping the band aid off and stop the ceremony from even starting.

Shifting on the pew, Stiles lets out a breath and allows himself to look away from Theo at the front of the church and glances at Josh and Corey, looking around as if waiting for something – someone. He had ample time to call Theo before today, to stop all of this from even happening.

He didn’t.

Is that answer enough?

His heart aches.

Stiles can’t let Theo do this. He can’t bring himself to miss what might be his very last chance.

Stiles takes another deep breath, taking in the guests in their expensive dresses and suits. He blocks out their chatter, the laughter, the good mood he’s about to drop a bomb on. All he has to do is get up and out of the dark corner he’s been hiding in, to step into the aisle. The moment he does, people will notice. Theo will see him. It feels like a small miracle nobody has until now. Stiles half expected Tracy had handed out flyers with his face on them to make sure he won’t ruin anything.

However, that’s exactly what he’s about to do.

Stiles cannot wait a second longer. He doesn’t know when the ceremony is about to start. He takes a steadying breath and slips out of the pew.

Theo people closest to him glance up. Although Stiles keeps his face angled away from them, he can tell the moment they’ve recognized him. There’s a shift in the air. Their quiet conversation turns into urgent whispers. It’s not hard to imagine how they’re trying to tell people in front of them. A doomed game of telephone that won’t reach Tracy in time. If someone tries to stop him, Theo will notice.

Stiles has made a decision.

For the first time in five years, he can finally breathe again.

Let’s see how long that lasts. His heartbeat picks up the closer he gets to the aisle. Every second, every step brings him closer to the moment Theo will spot him. The whispers seem to get louder around him, echoing in the church as the conversations die around him. Do they know who he is to Theo? Are thy aware of their history? Their feelings? Can they guess why Stiles is here? If they do, they-

Who cares?

Stiles isn’t here because of them. He’s here for Theo. He glances in his direction, watches as Theo scrolls on his phone, running a hand through his hair. It’s longer now, the way he wears it during off-season. It suits him. To be honest, Stiles likes it best on him, even more so when he’s sporting a designer stubble. Sadly, Tracy made sure that today will be stubble free.

His fingers tremble, and he curls his hands into fists then pushes them into his pants, unsure what to do with them. He can hardly wave at Theo. Should he wave at Theo?

No.

The inside of the church tips. On the left side, the conversations have grown silent. The right side has yet to realize something’s amiss.

Swallowing, Stiles glances back to the front at the same time Josh elbows Corey and points at him. The other groomsmen turn to look as well. Tara, who has been standing a little of to the side, widens her eyes. She smiles, contrasting the look of horror on the bridesmaids’ faces. One of them, presumably the maid of honor, breaks away from the group, her light blue dress fluttering after her. Every click of her heels is a gunshot going off inside.

The sound halts more conversations and catches Theo’s attention. Finally, he looks up from his phone. “What,” he asks, his tone cold and laces with annoyance as he studies the other bridesmaids, “is the issue now?”

None of the girls offer a reply.

Josh bounces over and taps Theo’s shoulder, whispering something in his ear.

Stiles steps into the aisle. He cannot bring himself to look away from Theo for even a second. So, he sees it all – the way Theo’s lips part, his eyes widening as they search for him in the mass of people, how they light up with a smile when he finally finds him, standing out like a sore thumb in his white dress shirt and black slacks. To tie. No jacket. But sneakers. Casual. Low key. The way they imagined their weddings to be on the few occasions they’ve talked about it.  

The phone slips from Theo’s fingers. The crack of it hitting the ground is followed by deafening silence. Nobody utters a single word as Theo is moving. Towards him.

“Theodore!” Mrs. Raeken’s voice cuts into the silence. Her eyes narrowed. The dark green dress probably the most expensive in the whole church.

Stiles didn’t miss her, and he’s sure, that feeling is reciprocated.

Theo doesn’t stop. Instead, he fidgets with his hand halfway down the aisle. He doesn’t run, and Stiles never expected him to. Just as Theo most likely didn’t expect Stiles to meet him halfway or jump into his arms. That’s not who they are.

Stiles’ heart hammers in his chest as he watches Theo approach, as he sees nobody else moving. It’s like the world around them has frozen, like it stopped turning for everyone but them.

And then Theo drops this engagement ring causing the church to erupt.

But Theo simply grabs Stiles’ waist and presses him against the wall, startling a laugh of out Stiles – one Theo steals from his lips as he crashes their mouths together. Their bodies fit together like they used to, like nothing has changed, and Stiles’ heart slows as its missing piece has returned. There is no question about this, about them. The world narrows around them until they’re the only people to exist. Theo kisses him like a starving person, lips and tongue and teeth, and Stiles pulls him closer by the collar of his jacket.

He's returned home after years and years of self-imposed exile.

“Get a room,” Tara mutters. Stiles can’t tell if it’s her voice or the hurried clicking of heels that pulled them apart.

“Let’s go, boys!” Josh drums his hands on Theo’s shoulders before following Corey and Tara out, hollering, “let’s go. Let’s go!”

Chuckling, Theo looks up at Stiles. His features soften for a moment, and he cups Stiles’ cheeks. “You ready?”

Stiles hums. “Waiting on you.” Truth is, he’s not ready to face the real world. He knows what happens once they leave. The questions. The pictures. The media shitstorm that Lydia will hate him for. But for Theo, he’s quite willing to risk it all. So, he intertwines their fingers and squeezes his hand.   

Theo pulls him along, leaving the church without sparing a single glance back.

Stiles does, however, and he looks past everyone else, finding Tracy’s eyes at once. She’s not crying, not screaming, not furiously making her way towards them. Her eyes narrow slightly as she raises her chin. She doesn’t seem surprised, just determined to keep her composure in check.

Someone calls Theo’s name, but he’s already pushing the doors open. He squeezes his hand once more and forces Stiles’ attention back to the reality in front of him – a shitton of cameras flashing, pointed at them, and a barraged of questions hurled in their general direction. Between them and the paparazzi, a black SUV with Corey hanging out of on of the windows.

“Come on!”

They hurry down the stars. The backdoor flies open and Corey scoots to the other side of the backseat.

Theo ushers Stiles in first then slams the door shut once he sits down himself, hand still holding on to Stiles’. “Step on it.”

Tara gives him a thumbs up.

A few moments later, they’re in the street, heading towards a destination Stiles doesn’t care much about as long as he reaches it with Theo by his side, who turns to look at him, cocked eyebrow and smirk firmly on his lips. “What took you so long?”

Stiles huffs out a breath. “Don’t even try to pin this on me, Raeken.”

“I swear,” Tara says before her brother has the chance to say anything, “if you start arguing, I will turn this car around.”

Theo barks out a laugh.

Chuckling softly, Stiles sins deeper into the middle seat and leans his head against Theo’s shoulder. He glances at Tara, watching her brother in the rearview mirror, eyes bright, slightly crinkled as her smile widens. Stiles squeezes Theo’s hand again, promising himself to hold onto him for the rest of their lives.

[thewideawakechronicles]

Sits down next to the large pupper... and just sits in silence for a bit... eventually starting to speak.

"So... I want to tell you a story... it's a lot less sever then all of... that, but I think it's a bit appropriate."

"I had a friend once... we got along fine, and had fun. During that time, someone was messing with me, grabbing me in the school changing room while half naked, pushing me and running away, messing with me any chance they got just for a damn laugh-"

"One day, they did the same routine... but this friend joined in on it. They joined in on harassing me, right in my face, doubling up the harassments and I lost it. I hurt them, there was a bit of blood too. I lost control, because this friend of mine broke that trust I had."

"I regretted what I did, especially because I soon left the school without ever apologizing... I never got the chance to repent for what I did, even if it was justified in a way."

The person shifts a bit, picking at their hands

"Because at the end of the day... the hour of joy was justified, you had a right to try and stop the hell you all went through... you just didn't have a good way to do it. You lashed out, lost your control... and it's drowning you now..."

"I'm gonna be blunt here- You hurt a lot of people friend... there's no changing that. Everyone is telling you 'it's fine, you didn't mean it, you aren't at fault'... bitch I punched my 'friend' until he bled for doing what he did. I'm at fault for that, and is it not the same for you Noah?"

The person took a deep breath and looked into Noah's eye

"But I'm not gonna sit down and cry about it now, not anymore. It took me a while, and I still hate what I was when I was younger. I hurt a lot people lashing out- this wasn't a one time situation for me- but I can talk about it now. I can look at it, learn from it, and do better..."

"Sometimes it's okay to want to run, to not remember- but your gonna get tried, and then it'll just get worse! And it's scary, horrifying to try and face that kind of thing..."

The person looks down at their hands, a frown on their face

"But you need to face it sometime. You can't just ignore it and pretend, that isn't good. So instead... let's try to bring more good into the world then bad. Face judgement and atone and all that noise..."

The person brings out a comically large frying pan, tools, large stovetop, and a really big box of batter

"So, how do you feel about making Theo some giant pancakes? Making him happy can be a start to atoning ya? No more running, not more ignoring, just acceptance, and doin better."

"...."

Noah stares for a few moments before looking down.

" You're right.. I. I need to stop crying.. I.. I need to stop running away from this.. I. I need to face it. I need I face everything I've done.. I need to stop being nothing but a plain out coward. "

He then breathes in and lets out a vocal exhale before lifting his head. " No more running and hiding away.."

He then smiles at the thought of Theo.

" Yeah.. I'll make the kid some pancakes.. "

(Thanks ya'll for helping :) )