You, a fool:
Here's a big diagram braking down all of the different creatures incorrectly referred to as "Dragons" only if they have four legs and wings are they actually Dragons, two legs and two wings are Wyverns NOT dragons, and this kind over here is actually...
Me, an Intellectual:
'Dragon' is an umbrella term, fam. They're literally all Dragons, just different types of dragons.
word count: 6872 summary: Theo and y/n do not get along, it’s difficult for them to be in the same room together, but things change when he finds her after a bad accident warnings: car accident, mentions of surgery and broken bones if that bothers anybody, and swearing a/n: i combined two requests into one and i’m real excited to share this with you i hope you both like it!
[ I know you haven’t made your mind up yet / but I will never do you wrong ]
“Well maybe, it wouldn’t be such a problem, if you weren’t here!” You spat angrily at Theo, who was currently glowering at you from where you stood on the opposite side of the couch as him. This pack meeting had gone from a check in, to a brawl, in a matter of minutes.
“Oh? And sweetheart what makes you think you can protect yourself against a werewolf huh?” Theo asked you, his aggression just as high as yours.
“Really guys it wasn’t a werewolf, I just heard a howl it seemed like a regular-”
“Shut up!” You and the chimera yelled at Liam at the same time, making Scott stand up from where he’d been sitting at the table.
“Alright, alright this is getting out of hand, really guys chill it down” The alpha warned, both you and Theo calming and turning away from each other and the alpha who made you whimper just slightly under your breath. You didn’t catch the way Theo glanced over to you upon hearing the sound.
“You know what, I’m just gonna head out” You mumbled, picking you bag up from the couch and fishing your keys out of it.
“No y/n don’t leave I was thinking us girls could have a sleepover” Lydia said, giving you pleading eyes but you just shook your head, no longer feeling in the mood for ‘pack time’.
“I really just want to go home and get some rest” You said quietly, pulling your jacket on then walking to the door. Scott gave Theo a look.
“Oh no, no” The chimera said. “I’m not apologizi-” He stopped when Scott’s expression only intensified. “Fine” He groaned, and followed after you, only to find you’d just walked out the door. “y/n!” He called, walking outside after you. You turned back to look at him, then scoffed and walked to your car.
“What now Raeken? Here to slash open my tires?” Theo sighed, but shook his head.
“No, I’m here to-”
“To what? Spit it out, I just want to go home” You breathed, pinching your fingers over your nose. Theo’s eyes narrowed slightly.
“You know what? Fuck this I’m not apologizing to you”
“Apologizing to me? Oh no sweetie, it’s not your fault that you’re such a jackass. Oh wait no… Jackson was the jackass. Jackson the jackass get it? It has a ring. Now what were you again? Hmm… oh right! You’re Theo the traitor!” You said with fake eagerness, clapping your hands together and making Theo visibly whither. “You tried to kill me, you tried to kill my pack, now I don’t care if they want to let you back in and trust you again, but just, please” You stressed on the word. “Leave me the hell alone” Theo’s mouth opened to protest, but he looked at the despair in your eyes and decided against it.
“Fine” He mumbled, backing up to head back into the house. “Forget it” And with that, he went storming back inside, while you got in your car and drove off.
Screw you anyways, screw you and your nosy intelligence, and your curiosity, and your absolute breathtaking beauty, screw you. He didn’t need you anyways. Good riddance.
Theo hadn’t even closed the door when he grabbed his keys and went running back outside to get in his truck and chase after you.
“Scott?” Theo spoke into the phone, it was pressed between his cheek and his shoulder as he drove, searching the streets as he drove recklessly. “I can’t find her anywhere, I can’t find y/n”
“She probably just went home, I think she was getting a headache actually” Scott said through the speaker.
“I already checked there, she wasn’t there, I can’t find her is there anywhere that she usually likes to go? Secret spots maybe? Favorite places?” He asked, voice desperate.
“The library but I mean at this hour it’s closed” Scott said, and Theo slammed on the brakes, then quickly turned the car around and began to head towards the library.
“Yeah but that wouldn’t stop y/n she’d go anyways” He said, speeding off again.
“Are you going over the speed limit? Cause that’s really not-”
“Scott y/n could be in trouble!” Theo shouted, not caring about the law at the moment.
“And since when did you care?” Scott shot back, and Theo gritted his teeth, then hung up the phone before Scott could ask or say anything else. He couldn’t live with himself if you got hurt.
He’d met you first in the library at school. At the time, he hadn’t known that you were a human in the McCall pack, he’d just been watching you with an amused expression as you stacked book after book in your arms, and were now jumping to reach ones on higher shelves. After a few minutes of watching he finally decided to get up and help you. He walked over, not saying a word as he easily reached for the novel you’d been jumping for, and handing it to you. You’d stared at him, not having recognized him because surely you’d remember those green eyes.
“Th-thanks” You said quietly, setting it on top of the other four books in your arms.
“No problem beautiful” He replied, then turned to walk away, leaving you blushing and gaping a little.
“Wait” You called, and he looked at you over his shoulder. “What’s your name? I’ve never seen you around here before” Your brows crinkled and he gave you a genuine smile.
“Theo Raeken” He told you, and you smiled back as you replied.
“It’s been a pleasure meeting you” He said, before leaving the library, again leaving you standing and staring at his retreating figure.
You didn’t know then that he would screw up your life so horribly.
That he’d inject you with a venom that left you unconscious for three days.
Theo drummed his thumbs on the steering wheel anxiously as he looked all around in the dark, but being able to see fine. But it had been fifteen minutes and he still hadn’t found you. He wasn’t sure what else to do, he’d been all over Beacon Hills searching every possible place but you were nowhere.
With a sigh, he slowed down and began to head to where he usually parked for the night. You probably didn’t even want to be found, and certainly not by Theo. He felt ridiculous, you were probably just driving around, and even if he had found you, you only would’ve chastised him for following you in the first place. You hated him, and at this point he should just let you.
Besides, you would never, ever, feel the same way about him that he felt about-
Theo slammed on the brakes, and rolled down his window, breathing deeply out in the air. He could’ve sworn that he’d caught a whiff of blood, your blood. When he caught it again, he whipped open the door and began sprinting down the street, knowing that it was yours, that you were in trouble.
“y/n! Y/N!” He screamed, and the further he ran the stronger the scent became. And soon, he caught sight of just what it was that made your scent of blood so thick.
Your car was upside down, crushed at the front, and completely wrecked. Somehow upon seeing this he ran impossibly faster and nearly ripped off your car door in his desperateness to see if you were safe.
You moaned, reaching to rub your head but winced and retracted your arm.
“Oh my god, y/n” Theo carefully leaned over to unbuckle you, and pulled you into his arms.
“My leg it- call an ambulance” You begged, tears rushing down your face and mixing with blood from small cuts on your cheeks. This only made you hurt more, and Theo fumbled in his pocket, still kneeling on the ground with you in his arms. You had a fist holding tightly to the front of his shirt
“Okay, it’s gonna be okay, you’re gonna be okay” He kept repeating those same words as he dialed 911.
“911 what’s your emergency?” The woman on the other end spoke.
“My friend got into a real bad car accident, she needs an ambulance” He said quickly but tried to sound calm enough for her to understand him.
“Where is your location?”
“Uh-uh Baker’s Ave” He said.
“We’re sending an emergency response crew now, stay calm sir, your girlfriend will be taken to the hospital soon” She responded, and he hung up, typing in Scott’s number again.
“How-how long?” You whimpered, and your body shook slightly as you curled against him. Theo held his phone between his shoulder and ear, rubbing an arm up and down your back as the phone rang.
“Give me your hand”
“So I can take the pain just give me your hand” He said in a rushed way, and you slipped your bloodied hand into his. A groan came from his throat as he took away your agony, his veins darkening as it coursed through him.
“Theo? Are you still looking-”
“y/n got in an accident” He cut off Scott. “The ambulance is on it’s way now we’re going to the hospital”
“Oh-oh my God” Scott mumbled. “Okay, I’m telling the others we’ll see you there” He said.
“Alright” Theo said through a wince, but he could feel you begin to relax out of relief so he didn’t stop. “See you there” He said, then hung up on that call too, and focused on you lying in his arms. “You’re going to be okay” He said, cradling you close, and you closed your eyes. “You’re gonna be okay” Theo repeated, still taking your pain, which was becoming more and more of a struggle.
Soon after, you passed out.
“If you want, you could always just go down to the cafeteria to eat something maybe” You could faintly hear Lydia’s voice, but it seemed distant.
“Yeah man you’ve been here all night and all day, the nurses might get mad soon” Said Liam.
“No, no I can’t leave” Theo’s voice. Theo? Where were you that Theo was staying?
“Seriously, don’t you think she’ll be confused when she wakes up and we aren’t here?” Stiles said. You tried to open your eyes, but you were so tired and it felt too good to keep them shut.
“I don’t care, this is my fault, I could’ve gotten there faster” Theo ensued. “I’m staying with her, whether you like it or not, I’m going to be here when she wakes up”
“Alright Raeken what’s up? You really think she’ll want to see you of all people when she-”
“Okay” Scott’s voice cut off Stiles. “We’ve gotta go anyways, school starts in fifteen minutes”
“I’m skipping today” Theo brushed off. “I’ll go back whenever she does” You felt a hand covering over yours, and another one holding your small and limp hand between two warm ones.
“Alright, we’ll come back together after school, but I’ve got a free period in like… four hours” Scott said. “I’ll come back then” All you heard after that was a door closing. And you figured the group left, but the warmth around your hand was persistent.
You weren’t sure how much time passed when you finally opened your eyes, turning your head to see who the owner of the hands on yours were. You were surprised to see Theo there, sitting in an uncomfortable looking chair that he likely stole from the waiting room. His head was awkwardly laying on a small space of the cot you were situated on, and both of his hands were cupped around your one hand. You weren’t sure if he was sleeping or not, but you decided not to wake him.
Instead you looked around yourself, trying to gather up how serious your situation was. You’d been in the hospital numerous times due to Scott’s mother working here and often you were the one to bring her dinner, and had figured out long ago the difference in all the rooms. The smaller ones with less things inside of them, usually only consisting of a cot and an area of cabinets that the nurses and doctors would work with, were for one night stays, easy fixes. People who would be out in no time but need a place to be for their procedure.
Looking around the room you were in, you knew this wasn’t the case. It was large, with a much more elaborate doctor’s station, and you had a rack of different tubs all leading to a pouch that looked like water to you but you weren’t exactly a medical practitioner Your cot, which was more like a bed, at least it felt like a mattress and not just foam padding like most of the rooms, was larger than most. Your chest began to rise and fall much more quickly than it previously had been, and you could hear not only your own heartbeat, but the beeping of the monitor in the room quickened as well. You must have been in bad shape.
Your free hand rose, touching the rubber piece that was hooked delicately in your nostrils, and your eyes followed the tube to a bag that hung near the water pouch, you watched it inflate and deflate as you steadied your breathing, the heart monitor slowing back down to a regular pace as you calmed yourself. You closed your eyes, trying to remember what had happened that wound you up in here, but you weren’t sure. You looked over your body, but couldn’t see much since a small woven blanket covered over your chest, hiding you from yourself.
This was when you chose to wake Theo. Your hand untangled from between his, and you rubbed your palm as calmly as you could over his arm. He leaned up almost instantly, slowly, but looking straight for you.
“Hey” You spoke, your throat scratchy and making your voice raspy. “How long have you been here?” You asked him, your brows cinching together with both confusion and concern.
“You’re awake” A small smile of relief spread on his lips, and you weakly returned it. Thankful that at least there was a familiar face you could wake up to. “How-how’re you feeling? Any pain?” You shook your head, though you did feel a dull ache.
“What happened to me? Why am I here? Is there a new threat-”
“No no, nothing like that” Theo shook his head, and moved forward, closer to the edge of his seat so he could be closer to you. “You uh, you got in a car crash” Your eyes widened with surprise, usually you were a completely safe driver, at all times. Enough that it would piss of Malia when you made her wear a seatbelt, even in the backseat. And if you braked hard enough, your arm would shoot out towards the passenger side in front of whoever was sitting there. Sometimes it would happen on instinct even if no one was there.
“I-I did?” You asked, trying to sit up a little to listen more tentatively but you winced, and laid back down. Theo’s hand shot out to yours as you situated yourself back onto the pillow. He didn’t speak again until you seemed as comfortable as you could be.
“Yeah, when I found you your car was flipped over and it looked like you’d hit something from the front, but nothing else was around” He told you. “Looked like a hit and run” He grumbled, annoyed that someone would get you into that bad of a wreck and then just leave you there.
“Oh” Was all you could say in your croaky voice. “You found me?” You clarified, and he nodded. “How?”
“I was…” Theo licked over his lips anxiously before continuing. “I was heading home” He said, knowing it wasn’t a lie, that at the time he had been driving back to the vacant parking lot that he could get away with parking and sleeping in his truck for the night. You nodded slightly, and then realized that he hadn’t released your hand. You tried not to draw attention to it, finding the warmth he brought to you to be pleasant.
“Thank you” You eventually told him, making him look up at you out of astonishment by the words. You smiled at him, a soft, and genuine smile that he’d only seen from you one other time, and it had been the first day he’d met you.
“You’re welcome” Theo replied, voice expressing the shock that he’d felt. You curled your fingers around his hand, and closed your eyes again, hoping for some sort of peaceful sleep to come over you, but it didn’t.
“Why did you stay?” You whispered out, opening your eyes to reveal their worried orbs. Theo kept his gaze away from your face though, not bearing to see the blossoming bruise across your cheek along with scattered cuts and your perplexed stare.
“Because I… because” He finished lamely, and you rolled your eyes in response.
“That’s not very explanatory” You stated.
“Yeah, well” He shrugged his shoulders sluggishly and you tugged a little on his hand, prompting him to look at you.
“Were you the one who hit me?” You asked, and immediately he shook his hand and widened his eyes.
“No no, god no y/n I’d never-”
“Then why’re you acting so guilty?” You asked him pointedly, and you could hear a small sigh escape his lips.
“Because y/n I… I care about you and I let this happen, I got there too late and now you’re all…” He didn’t know what to tell you about your injuries. He wasn’t sure what all you already knew or had figured out. You decided to take in his words, making a mental note to bring up the fact that he cares about you later.
“What happened to me? I can’t see-”
“I don’t think I should be the one to tell you that” He said, and you huffed slightly, but decided against forcing him to reveal the information. He already seemed… on edge.
“So, you care about me?”
You spent a few hours with Theo, and it was only nine in the morning. On a school day that would seem late-ish (which it was a school day so you at least missed classes) but on a weekend you would normally be fast asleep at this hour. Though you found yourself actually enjoying Theo’s company. You talked as though a beautiful new friendship was beginning to grow, which it sort of was, but this felt like it was something different.
You weren’t sure what it was that was bubbling up inside of your chest as he told you little things he could remember from his childhood, or why you smiled whenever you’d speak and he’d stare at you, giving you his complete and undivided attention, but it was nice. It felt warm, and safe. And being in this confined room, you were glad to have him there with you. All the while never letting go of his hand.
When nine-thirty hit, Melissa came in, carrying a clipboard while wearing her scrubs, a stethoscope around her neck. You felt relieved that she was the one to come check on you rather another nurse that you were unfamiliar with. The woman gave you a sad smile as she checked up on your vitals.
“How’re you feeling miss y/n?” She asked in her concerned mom voice.
“Fine, I think” You replied. “What happened? Exactly?” You questioned, and she gave you a tired frown.
“You shattered your left femur and patella, but on the right you’re only bruised up, still a pretty ugly mess but nothing broken on that side” Melissa said, and looked over the papers she had on her clipboard. “Three broken ribs, and a piece of windshield glass actually lodged in your stomach, which is currently just being wrapped up while your ribs are somewhat healing, and we’ll wheel you in for surgery in…” She looked at her watch. “Ten minutes” She told you, and caught sight of your wide and tear filling eyes.
“I-I-” You choked, your heart monitor beeping like crazy as you began to freak out. “Surgery?” You looked over to Theo, who stood from his chair, taking your hand in one of his and the other setting a soft palm against your cheek.
“It’s okay, you’re alright” He spoke gently, keeping calm for your sake. “They’re going to fix you up, you’re safe here, they’re going to make you all better” The longer he talked to you, the slower your monitor became, and soon you were relaxing again. Melissa looked between the two of you, remembering a time where Lydia had laid on a similar cot to yours, and that she’d had Stiles stay in the room so she’d be calm, knowing that he would anchor her down. She saw an almost identical connection there that she did with you and Theo, but pretended not to notice the scene in front of her.
“He’s right” The older woman spoke up. “You’re going to be all better and at the earliest you can head home tomorrow” She said with a warm smile, and you nodded, feeling calmed down once more at her sincerity.
“You’re gonna be okay” Theo said, removing his cupped hand from your cheek and sitting back in his chair.
Your hands were still connected though.
When the time had passed, and it was time for you to be taken down the corridors to where you would be operated on, you grew nervous, which Theo could smell thick in the air.
“y/n” He said softly, and you looked at him from where you were fiddling your fingers on the edge of your blanket. “It’s going to be okay, Melissa and I will be right there when you wake up” He told you.
“You’ll stay?” You said hopefully, your eyes rounded with optimism, and he smiled as he nodded.
“I will until they let you go home” He told you honestly, and a slight blush creeped up on your cheeks at the way he cared for you. You just bit back a grin and nodded.
“Okay” You whispered, and just then Melissa came back into the room, wheeling in a wheelchair.
“Alright y/n, we gotta get you in this” She said, and you could already tell that moving would be difficult, and painful. You visibly winced at the idea of the agony that would shoot through your body when you stood up.
“Okay, come here” Theo instructed, letting go of your hand for the first time in a few hours, and pulled the blanket off of you. You caught sight of the cat that covered your entire left leg, from the top of your thigh to your ankle, and on your right leg it was mostly patches of deep black and purple marks. Theo slid one arm beneath your upper legs, the other going around your back. “Count of three, okay?” He warned you, and you nodded, closing your eyes tight as you counted in your head with him. “One, two.. Three” He lifted you up with ease and set you swiftly back down into the chair. You sighed with relief, grateful that you felt only a small amount of pain.
“Thanks” You breathed out, leaning your head back slightly. Theo nodded, as Melissa came over to guide your chair out of the room. You looked back quickly to Theo but he was already walking behind you both to stay near you. He saw the way you desperately looked for him, and made his way up to walk next to your wheelchair down the mostly empty hallways. You looked up at him, and reached your hand out for his that was swinging at his side. He didn’t think too much of it, seeing that you were about to go into surgery and he knew it scared you, but you intertwined your fingers between the spaces of his, and it was something that made his heart beat a little faster.
Before you’d only clasped your hand around his, but now you were legitimately, holding onto his hand, conjoining your fingers. You actually needed him.
Theo looked down at you, to see your eyes were on your hands as he caressed his thumb over yours softly. You looked up at him with big doe eyes, and he gave you a smile which you returned before looking down at your casted leg.
He kept your hands together until you had to be taken into the operating room, and he released it.
“No don’t-” You could barely protest before a doctor took your chair from Melissa. “Please let him stay just until I have to-”
“The room needs to be sterile” The man said in a bored tone.
“It’s okay, I’ll be right here when you get out” Theo said, and you looked back at him with panicked eyes. Worry filled his chest, knowing that if you started freaking out now there’d be nothing e could do. “I’ll be right here” He told you, planting his feet on the ground to try and prove to you he’d be as close to you as he could the entire time. You opened your mouth to say something to him, but the door closed.
Theo stared at that door, standing in the middle of the hallway for a few minutes, before finally sitting down in another uncomfortable chair, impatiently waiting for the doors to open again and for him to go in and see you.
He’d passed out sitting in that chair, but was woken up again by Melissa nudging him. He groaned slightly, not wanting to be awake.
Until he remembered you a few moments later, and shot up, seeing Scott standing next to her as well.
“Is she awake? Can I see her?” He rushed out the questions.
“She is, she’s still coming down from the anesthetics so she’ll be a little loopy, but I can sneak you in there for a while” Melissa said.
“Can I see her too?” Scott asked, to which Melissa looked around, double checking the halls were empty before nodding.
“Be smart about it” She warned, before swiping her card through the coded lock, and Scott walked in before Theo could go in first.
You were sat on a cot, the top half of it slanting upwards so you were in a partial sitting position. You didn’t seem to be in any pain as you curiously looked all around the room
“Scottyyyy!” You called, a big grin pulling at your lips as you held your arms out for him to hug you. He chuckled quietly, trying to hug you as lightly as he could as not to press against the stitches over your stomach. “I missed you puppy” You said, petting his hair. Both Scott and Theo gave each other a look.
“You are ten feet off the ground” Theo said, and you stopped touching Scott’s head and looked quickly to where Theo was. A brighter smile made it’s way onto your face as you saw him, and you pushed Scott away, eagerly holding out for him now, your fingers opening and closing impatiently as he came over to you.
“Hey princess, how do you feel?” He asked, holding you gently for a moment before dragging over a chair to your bed. Scott did as well, watching the two of you interact with a curious glint in his eye.
“I feel so good! Doctor doctor said they’d bring me pudding if I feel good, and I do!” You said enthusiastically and making the chimera chuckle.
“Doctor doctor?” Scott repeated.
“Yeah, I didn’t catch his name, so i figured it was also just doctor. Doctor doctor isn’t that neat?”
“I’ve never seen her so out of it” Theo said as you sing songed doctor doctor over and over again.
“Yeah me either. She’s not even like this when she’s drunk” Scott replied. Suddenly you shot your hand out and grabbed onto Theo’s.
“You let go of me, you let them push you out” You said, a dramatic pout on your face as you studied Theo’s hand, tracing your fingers over the creases in his palm and along his knuckles.
“I’m sorry sweetheart they wouldn’t let me go in with you, I’m not a Doctor” He said as kindly as he could, his free hand petting over your head gently, pushing your hair away from your face.
“Well made you should be” You said sassily, but it only made him smile.
“I’ll try harder next time” He told you, and you nodded curtly. Scott stood up, deciding that he wasn’t the one you needed to be with right now.
“You’re leaving?” You asked him, eyes staring at him in a puzzled way.
“Yeah, I’m gonna head out and uh… find my mom” He said, lying only a little. You shrugged.
“Fine” You said, pulling on Theo’s hand and wrapping your arms completely around his. “More cuddles for Theo” You stated blankly, nuzzling your cheek against the crook in his arm. Scott chuckled at the way Theo grinned instinctively before containing it.
“He can have all the cuddles” Scott said with a wink before heading out the door. “I’ll see you in bit y/n” He said then left, closing the door behind him. You shrugged a shoulder, looking up at Theo through your lashes.
“More cuddles for youuu” You said in a singing tone that made him laugh, and continue running his fingers through your hair.
“How’d everything go?” He asked, though he was sure you wouldn’t give him a valid answer.
“Prettygoodprettygoodprettygood” You told him. “I missed you though, I miss you”
“You miss me? I’m right here” Theo said. You frowned.
“You haven’t always been right there, you used to hate me” You whined slightly, but he shook his head.
“No y/n I’ve never hated you, I could never hate you” He told you sincerely.
“But you used to fight with me all the time” You said. “You stabbed me in the neck and I slept for a long long time” Theo sighed, wishing he could talk to you about this when you weren’t still high on anesthetics. But now was as good a time as ever, and he needed you to know the truth.
“y/n, I did that to you so that you would stay out of the mess” He told you, and your brows furrowed together. “It put you to sleep, safely, I swear to god it was safe, for seventy two hours so that you wouldn’t be out there trying to fight off The Beast and the Dread Doctors” You lifted your head from his arm, staring at him seriously, and he felt like suddenly you were completely grounded and sober.
“What?” You asked in a quiet, unsure voice.
“I know, at the time it seemed like a bad move but I couldn’t have you getting hurt, you weren’t ever supposed to get hurt” You blinked a few times, letting this new information sink in. After a few silent moments, you laid your head back onto Theo’s arm, holding onto him still and beginning to doze off.
“I like you so much right now that it scares me” You whispered, before falling asleep while clinging onto him.
During your little nap, you were placed back into your wheelchair and taken back to the room you’d been previously staying in so you could recover smoothly. Theo moved with you, going back to sit in his chair from earlier while you slept peacefully. When Melissa had left the room after he laid you back in bed and pulled the cover over you, he held onto your hand again.
He clasped it around your palm gently, his eyes trained on your small hand in his, before letting go, and sliding his fingers in between yours. He liked this much better, feeling he could hold onto you more closely and liking that he could rub circles into the back of your hand.
You let out a soft moan, your head rolling slightly as your eyelashes fluttered open. Your gaze landed on Theo sitting next to you, his hand holding onto yours. A soft smile graced your lips as you stared at him adoringly.
“You’re here” You said hoarsely but quietly. Theo smiled back at you, his eyes flickering from your hands to your eyes.
“I’m here” He murmured back. “I was with you when you got out of surgery but you probably don’t remember” You eyes narrowed and lips parted as you thought.
“I remember some of it” You mumbled, and a soft breathy laugh emitted from him. “I remember you telling me about… about what you did” You whispered, somehow impossibly lower than you’d spoken earlier. Theo stared at you tensely, his mind racing on what you could possibly say next. “Which confused me- well, still does” You corrected.
“It confuses you?” He asked, brows furrowing at your words. You nodded in response.
“Yeah” You said, licking over your lips. “If you wanted me safe, you should’ve just told me” Theo almost snorted.
“You would’ve listened?” You smiled as you laughed a little.
“No, not at first I’m sure” You replied, both of you laughing quietly at your stubborn tendencies. “But I think eventually I would’ve listened”
“I don’t think you trust me enough for that” Theo sighed, and you held onto his hand a little tighter.
“I trust you” You said, and you declared it as though it were a secret you kept pent up inside you for a long time.
“You didn’t” He said simply, and you both knew he wasn’t wrong.
“I do now” You said earnestly, pulling your molded hands up closer to you, holding them against your chest. “You saved me, I could’ve died” You told him.
“You wouldn’t have-”
“I could’ve” You cut him off. “And you’ve saved me multiple times, apparently” You stated. Theo looked down, his free hand drumming anxiously against your blanket. “Thank you” You said.
“You don’t have to thank me, I couldn’t just leave you in the street like that y/n, or back then I- you’re human you don’t heal like the rest of us if you’d gotten hurt because of stupid century-old robot men I wouldn’t be able to live with myself” You chuckled slightly at his wording.
“Stiles is human” You whispered.
“Stiles, he’s human” You said again. “You let him go out there and fight against him, didn’t try and protect him” You said, an uncontrollable smile tugging on your lips and a pink tint on your cheeks. “He doesn’t heal any faster than I do” Theo laughed, but it was a short and nervous sound.
“Yeah well… maybe you need more protection than he does” He said, and you rolled your eyes.
“I was taught to shoot by Argent, and before him, Allison, and never once have I missed” You told him. “I can shoot a military standard machine gun, and Stiles can swing a bat and sometimes it doesn’t break” You said, and it really wasn’t a lie. “If anything, you should’ve done it to Stiles, I fight far better than he does-”
“Yeah well I like you far more than Stiles” Theo cut you off, making your blush darken, and your momentary confidence dissipate instantly.
“I’m flattered” You said, making him laugh slightly. “But thank you anyways, even if I could’ve killed the Doctors before any of you” Theo shrugged.
“Anytime” He said, then shook his head rapidly. “No no not anytime, not again, I’m not doing it again I promise-”
“Theo” You said through a short laugh. “I get it” He was quiet as you stroked your thumb over his hand, really liking the way he’d held onto you all day, and hoping it didn’t change when you got out of the hospital. “Theo” You said softly, and didn’t look away from your hands. “I don’t hate you, and you’re not a traitor” You told him, in the most serious, straight faced way you could. “I never hated you” Theo pulled half a smile, moving closer in his chair and ran his hand over your forehead, petting softly down your hair to about ear’s length, then moving back to the top of your head again. It was a very comforting motion that you closed your eyes in gratification.
“I never hated you either y/n” He responded solemnly, still running his palm over you gently. “I cared about you too much to see you get hurt, far before anything horrible happened” A small hum came from your throat, and you turned your head while his hand had just brushed over your cheek, pressing slightly against his warm skin. Your nose brushed slightly over his wrist as you nuzzled into him, rolling onto your side slowly, and wincing during the process. “Don’t do that” Theo scolded slightly upon seeing the pain it brought you to lay on your hip.
“I’m good- it’s good” You struggled, and he took your pain away with the hand cupped around your cheek before you could protest. You then laid peacefully facing him, using the palm of his hand as your pillow and relaxing again. “Theo?”
“I… I’m really glad that you stayed with me today, it means a lot” You murmured, and making Theo smile again.
“I am too” he murmured, and you kept his gaze for a few moments. Normally, you would’ve felt nervous, awkward staring into someone’s eyes for so long. But his hazel green irises were just so appealing and you couldn’t get yourself to glance away. “I’ve liked getting to know you for real y/n” You grinned wide, a slight blush appearing on your cheeks.
“You too” You said back wiggling a little closer to the edge of the bed. He moved to the edge of his seat, staring down at your wide and sparkling eyes. Even with the oxygen tube placed in your nose you looked breathtaking in this moment. Theo let go of your hand, placing it opposite of his other palm on your cheek, holding your face in his hands. You stared up at him, all of your attention, completely on his every move, his every touch. He leaned down, ever so slightly, his eyes flicking from your rounded eyes to your lips, parted and plump, awaiting his own warm mouth. You smiled after a moment of your intense stare, and he swore your eyes lit up as you watched him.
You rose your hands up, tiredly hooking your wrists behind his neck and mustering the strength to push upwards, hesitating just slightly, but Theo’s hands still on your cheeks guided you the rest of the way, your lips meeting in the softest, most gentle kiss ever given.
It was sleepy, and slow, both of you testing the waters with your newly found chemistry. And neither of you disliked it one bit. Theo carefully laid you back down onto your bed, so that you could rest and not have to gather the strength to lean up. But not once did you break the kiss, just softly slant your lips against his, your head tilting slightly and moving in sync with him.
Your hand slid from behind his neck and tracing down his cheek, laying on his jaw as he pulled away from you. Your bottom lip became encased by your teeth, but his thumb gently prodded it out.
“You, are the most beautiful girl, that I have ever, and will ever meet” He told you quietly, making a deep blush rush to your cheeks.
“Theo I’m wearing a hospital gown and there’s literally tubes in me” You said with a nervous laugh, but he shook his head, his thumbs caressing over your face in a soft fashion.
“It doesn’t matter” He whispered, and you smiled before pulling his lips back down to yours, falling in love with the warm and plump sensation as they moved together. You hummed softly out of pleasure and delight. Your fingers curled slightly around his jaw, and even when you parted you still held him close, your lips pulled into a smile as your lashes flicked up from his to his eyes. He smiled back, his forehead resting against yours.
“I love you” You murmured out, ever so quietly as you stared at him intensely. Teo’s hand brushed across your cheek, before tilting his head up to press a kiss against your forehead.
“I love you too princess” Theo said, then leaned back in his seat. Propping an elbow up on the side of your cot so he could lean his head against his hand. “Now get some sleep, the pack’s gonna wanna see you soon” You nodded, taking his empty hand and linking your fingers together before closing your eyes peacefully.
Things weren’t so scary when he was sitting there watching over you.
alright i hope that was slow burn enough for ya XD
You knew better than to fall for someone like him. If he looked like trouble, then he probably was trouble. But you were never one to listen. There was something about him that drew you in. Maybe it was his voice. It was thick like honey and rolled off his tongue like the breeze on a hot summer day. Or maybe it was the rare moments where he let his guard down and flashed you that boxy smile that reminded you that underneath that tough exterior, there was a softness.
You remembered the first time you saw him. You were with your friends sitting outside of the only decent coffee shop on campus. Summer break was looming. The only thing holding you back between a summer without papers and deadlines were exams. And you had a lot of them. The only reason you had even left the library was because you were ambushed. Pairs of hands grabbing you and your things and dragging you out of the frozen solitude that was the library.
But they had their reasons. Momo had just caught the man she swore she thought she would marry (the 4th man she has ever felt this way about) cheating on her. They had been together for almost 6 months, but her’s wasn’t the only bed he was keeping warm. She was in hysterics by the time the barista had finished making your quad soy latte.
“I don’t understand how he could do this to me!” she shrieked between sobs. Her body was shaking violently. Your other best friends, Sana and Mina, were trying to console her. Mina was rubbing circles around her back while Sana was trying to convince Momo that if he was the one than he wouldn’t have done this in the first place.
“What happened this time?” you asked. You didn’t bother to try to hide the disinterest in your voice. You knew Momo and you knew how fast she bounced back. It might have seemed like the end of the world now, but the girl had a rubber heart. She would be back in the ring in no time.
“He cheated! That’s what happened!” her voice cracked as she spoke. “He told me he was going to spend all night in the library. But Mina and I went out last night and he was there. He was kissing some gir-” her words broke into sobs. Sana wrapped her arms around her and pulled Momo into a tight hug.
It was one of those nightmares where you lose control of your car brakes going down a hill and right before you crash you wake up, only this time I didn’t wake up and I guess the dream didn’t know what to do with that so I just started clipping through another car like a video game that was glitching. I watched this passively for a long time.
A small party of a Dragonborn Barbarian (me), a halfling monk and a Dragonborn Wizard are on a stealthy mission. Monk and Barb are to sneak onto a ship and wait for the signal to look for intel, while Wiz provides a distraction in the camp on shore.
Barb (completely ignoring all plans) goes right to braking down the door to the captain’s cabin and the Monk follows. Half way through dealing with a drunken captain and first mate, Wiz starts casting something that makes very loud noises from shore.
Barb: (completely abandoning everything else) *runs out on the deck* HEY! I THINK THAT WAS THE SIGNAL!
Effectively waking the crew of twenty humans below deck and making the fight much more complicated than it was intended to be.
⚠️Mild violence warning, and oh yeah- a shit load of swearing too ⚠️
* Your pov*
You and Hannah burst into the boys locker room. Most of the guys hills red and whistled at you both whilst others hid away- pulling up their short or heir shirts back on. Hannah pulled you through the clouds of sweat and testosterone.
“Y/N, Hannah, you know you can’t be in here” Zach informs you
“Why? Afraid we’re gonna see a bunch of dicks form a bunch of dicks?” You snap
“Nice one” Justin says as he makes his way over to you.
You spot Montgomery by the mirrors.
"Of course you’d be at the mirror you vain fuck” you whisper under your breath before storming over to him. He spots you approaching him in the mirror and turns to face you.
“We need to talk” you demand “Like, now”
Montgomery looks at you expectingly then holds his arms wide open “Talk then” before slapping them down by his thighs.
You look around- everyone’s eyes we’re on you. “No-not here”
"Why not?” Bryce questions as he swings his heavy arm over Montgomery’s shoulder.
Montgomery folds his arms over his chest “Whatever you have to say. You can say it infringes of my boys”
All the boys murmur in agreement and begin to surround you and Hannah.
"Fine. Why’ve you been ignoring my calls, and my messages and my-
“Here we go” Bryce says- earning a crescendo of deep male laughter from the others.
"You can’t just have sex with a girl then just ignore her!” Yells Hannah
“Hannah?!” You snap
"Shit sorry” she pleads and you sigh
“Babe-baby” Justin says calmly, putting one of his arms over your shoulder. “Montgomery here isn’t the type of guy to be in relationships- and to be honest- your not a relationship type of girl”
You scoff and shrug his arm off your body. What the fuck is that suppose to mean?
“Your a- how can I put his nicely… a one night stand” says Bryce
"A smash and dash” adds Marcus
“Or a hump and dump?” A random jock suggests from across the room
"A hit it and quit it” Justin continues
“Guys. That’s enough” Zach says, joining the circle. You watch Zach, he throws a quick but subtle smile at you but you just cut your eyes at him.
"An ejaculate and evacuate” Bryce adds to the list “Its nothing personal. Don’t take it to heart”
“Nothing personal?” You repeat. You look up at Montgomery “Is that all I was to you?”
He doesn’t respond- he was barley able to look at you.
You continue “Because you we’re so much more to me”
All the guys ‘aww’ sarcastically in unison.
"Shut up!” You yell at them. You take a deep breath and hold Montgomery’s hands in yours “And I know how much I mean to you. You wouldn’t have chased me so much if I didn’t mean anything. Remember?”
"No comment” Bryce says, making the others laugh again but you just ignore them.
“We even had sex because I thought it was what it wanted” your voice had risen “I wasn’t ready but I did it for you and now your just gonna treat me like shit?!”
”..Sorry” Montgomery shrugs- no emotion in his tone whatsoever
“Your an ass!” Hannah spits
“And your a slut!” Montgomery snaps back.
Offended. Pissed off. And on the verge of tearing him a new one, you raise your hand and slap him across the face, but before anyone could react, he does the same to you. Stunned, everyone stood silently as you held your cheek which was now tingly and warm.
A few tears began to stream down your face.
“What the fuck Montgomery?!” Alex shouts
"Mind your business Standall!” Bryce yells back
Justin pushed Montgomery against the locker “Never hit a woman. Are you crazy?!”
"Yeah, that’s fucked up!” Marcus added
Hannah grabs or hand and basically drags you out the locker room. You stop outside the nurses office and you just brake down crying.
He hit you and it was embarrassing. He hit you and it was physically painful. He hit you and it ached your heart because all you wanted was for him to love you. When did it get so bad? When did you begin to accept abuse? Other relationships weren’t like this. This wasn’t normal.
“It’s okay- it’s okay” Hannah says as she hugs you. You sob in her arms for a long time before you brake away and wipe away the mascara from your chin. Hannah even wipes a tear from under our eye.
You stare into her bold blue eyes “Thank you Hannah”
BTS reaction to their s/o who never cries braking down and pushing them away (Hyung line)
took me ages to finish and I still have three members left. Next part will be
up soon. Hope you’ll like it, I tried my best. Requests are open!
Jin had noticed something
being on your mind, but he also knew you didn’t like vulnerability therefor he
gave you space. But that something on your mind had been bothering you for
weeks and finally led you to a braking point. As soon as Jin had asked you how your
day was, big salty tears started to fall from your eyes, but you ran and looked
yourself in the bathroom before your boyfriend could see you.
Snakingly you tried to stop
the tears from streaming down your face when you heard a gentle knock on the
door. He sweetly asked you to open the door and you panicked at the thought of
him seeing you like this. “Please open the door, Jagi. Tell me what’s wrong.”
His gentle words warmed you hart, but you were still not coming out.
After a few moments of silence
Jin sigh. Slowly he started to speak, he said just about anything he could
think of to calm your mind. You lean your head against the door while you
listened to him talking about your relationship, his day, his favorite memories
and more as he slowly makes you forget all your troubles one by one, until you
finally open up.
After another long day at the studio all Suga wanted
was to crawl into bed next to you, but he came home to you crying like a mess
instead of sleeping peacefully in bed. Seeing his sweetheart broken down like
that made his heart ache. You were on the couch, having problems breathing and
your eyes were swollen. For Suga the sight was so unusual, you never cried or
showed any kind of vulnerability.
Without a sound he approached you slowly, not really
knowing how to handle the situation. He lightly nudged your shoulder and you instantly
turned around in terror, quickly you tried to push past him but he wasn’t
having it. He firmly, but gently held you tight is his arms as he stared into
your eyes. He didn’t want you to bottle up any of your emotions, but he wanted
you to come to him when you were having troubles.
“Tell me what’s bothering you.”
After a busy week Hobi wanted
to take you out to what was supposed to be a nice dinner date away from
anything called stress, but it was disturbed by a call from your mother. He
knew your dear mother tended to make you upset, so after patiently waiting for
about 15 minutes he decided it was time to check on you.
In the bathroom he found you quietly
sobbing and his hart broke a little. He lightly knocked on the door for you to
let him in, when you didn’t he knocked again, and again. He frowned, you knew
it was him right? On the other side you desperately tried to pull yourself
together. After a few deep breaths you slowly opened the door looking nervously
“Sorry for ruining our date.â€
“You didn’t ruin anything.
Come let’s go home, this place sucks anyway.”
You and Namjoon told each
other everything, every single little meaningless thing you told each other,
the other would listen and give their advice. But not
this time, this time you kept it to yourself. After days of your family stressing
you out, you couldn’t keep it up anymore.
It was late at night, Namjoon
was sleeping next to you, but you couldn’t stop thinking and the sleep never
came. A choked sob escaped your mouth, followed by another one and they just continued
coming out. Even as an adult you still hated crying, it made you feel weak like you were
still a child. It didn’t take long before Namjoon woke up and he eminently
moved closer to you, but you answered his actions by pulling away from bed.
You didn’t come far before you
felt Namjoon hand grab your wrist, hid thumb gently stroking you and lightly pulling
you back to bed with him, where he would stay up all night and listen to what
was bothering you.
🙊 so recently i gave my bnha oc to @ice-teay because she liked him alot.
This one was my first idea but i abandoned it for stupid reasons.
So basically Kanashi’s quirk allows him to make anyone who hears/see’s him crying, can make them stop in their tracks and brake down into sobs along with him. His quirk also always him to trick someone into doing what he wants. Unfortunately he cant use it for to long or he falls asleep, and get cold very easy.
His more for stoping and defending than actually fighting.
Below are teen wolf preferences of what the characters would do if you died. A few of them are long and a few of them are short and straight to the point. Hit me up in the inbox if you want additions. Happy Halloween and we begin regular posting sometime tomorrow. Have a Spoopy Night ;)
The engine roared as it charged past honking cars and squealing brakes. Sweat rolled down his forehead and his heart pounded against his chest. Y/N sat in the passenger seat, her eyelids becoming heavy. Stiles took a brief second to glance at her. His body trembled in fear, she looked worse than when she got pierced with a hunter’s arrow. It wasn’t just any hunter, it was Allison Argent. She was hunting Erica and Boyd because she wanted revenge for her mother’s death.
“Stiles, where are we going?”
Y/N giggled as she jumped from rock to rock. His hands held hers tightly as they crossed the racing stream. He was finally going to do it. He was going to tell his best friend that he was in love with her. Things were rocky ever since he got intertwined into Scott’s life and the supernatural. Although, after everything that he’d been through, she was the one person that could make him smile without effort.
“Stilinski, if you don’t answer me, I’ll—”
It was a clearing in the woods, the moon shone high in the sky and the air was cool. Stiles had set up a blanket and a few candles. Y/N laughed and looked over at him.
“What is all this?”
“Sit down, mi'lady”
She chuckled at the pet name and took a seat. Stiles pulled out a few snacks and drinks out of his backpack. They laughed and talk for a while until they came to a nice quiet pause. He grabbed her hand and held it in his for a bit, the heat made his hands clammy. She looked over at him and smiled. He didn’t return it because his eyes drifted to her lips. With careful thinking, Stiles leaned in to give her a kiss when she pulled back, let go of his hand, and dashed away. Stiles groaned and scrambled onto his feet to catch her.
She gave a cheesy, fake wolf howl as she ran.
He couldn’t help but laugh at how silly she was—-until she wasn’t anymore.
Y/N doubled over and fell to the ground.
Stiles thought she had tripped, so he had this giant grin on his face as he approached her.
“Get up you lazy bum—Y/N?”
His voice grew serious as he saw the blood pooling out from her side.
A rustle from behind him caught his attention.
Allison dropped her bow and covered her mouth with both hands.
There wasn’t enough time to think, to yell, to do anything. Everything had happened so fast.
And they were still happening too fast.
Stiles lurched out of the jeep and pulled her out, not even caring that she was too heavy for him. He used his fear to fuel him inside and scream for help. Nurses from different directions rushed to get her on a gurney. Her eyes flitted open a few times and she grasped Stiles’ hand before a nurse could try and drag him away.
“Sir, we need to get her to the ICU”
“You have to let go”
“I’m sorry, you can’t come with us beyond this point”
He kicked and fought to stay by her side. Security snatched him up because he became violent and attacked the staff. A fellow police officer grabbed him by the arm and dragged him away from the double doors.
It must’ve been hours before a doctor came to see him. Stiles shot out of his chair, his hands were shaking too much.
“It was hard but we managed to do the surgery. Y/N practically died because she wouldn’t let us operate on her”
“She wanted to see you”
Stiles walked into the white room to see the love of his life, connected to these tubes and wires. The sight made him want to cry. Her skin had become pale and her lips were dry, but he still thought she was beautiful, even at her absolute worse. She turned her head slightly when she saw him come in.
Stiles laughed and held her hand. He tried his best not to let the tears fall from his eyes because he knew how much she hated seeing people cry. They didn’t talk much. Until he couldn’t hold it in anymore.
“I thought I lost you”
“I guess it’s my lucky day”
“Y/N, I shouldn’t have brought you out there, I’m sor—”
“Shh, I loved my cheese and crackers”
Stiles couldn’t help but laugh out loud. She gave a light chuckle and rubbed her thumbs in a circular motion on his hand.
“Tell me a secret,” she whispered.
He stammered and gave a dry swallow.
“I’ll tell you later. Let me get you a drink”
“Please, Stiles, now”
Her breathing was a bit spacey, but he didn’t think anything of it. Stiles smiled and kissed her forehead.
“I’ll have all the time in the world to tell you. Get some rest, I’ll be right back”
Her grip was strong, and her eyes were dull.
“Y/N, I promise. I’ll tell you everything”
He gave her a long kiss on the cheek then left the room. The vending machine was just around the corner. The machine kept sending his money back. When it finally went in, he saw nurses and doctors run down the hallway. He furrowed his eyebrows then wiped his face and sighed. The drink was room temperature, but it was cold enough as it went down his throat. So why did it still feel dry?
Stiles grabbed another drink and walked back to the room. The Pepsi splashed onto the floor as the can rolled away. He saw a crowd around her body, the monotone sound of a flatline buzzed through his ears, and his heart shattered when he saw the hand that he was just holding fall lifeless to the side. Stiles looked to the side, barely blinking, his eyes burning. He saw her murderer and his other best friend turn into the hallway. They both came to a halt when they made eye-contact. Allison shook her head began to cry. Stiles looked back at what was left of Y/N. This time the tears fell, and he couldn’t stop them. He felt as though time had frozen over and he was stuck in time.
He never got to say it.
Instead of three words, he heard four: she didn’t make it.
“You don’t have to be bad, you know,” Peter mocked her. He was tired of hearing how could change. He didn’t want to change.
“No, thanks. I’ll pass”
Y/N laughed and shook her head.
“You say that now”
“No, I say that always”
She moved a box off one of the shelves and peered inside. Peter didn’t notice until he glanced over at her. He rushed over and snatched the pictures out of her hands.
“Who was that?”
“Then why did she look like me?”
Peter sighed and looked at Y/N.
“You ever heard of a doppelgänger?”
Peter told Y/N the story about his first love.
Her name was Aryn.
She was in his opinion, not the most beautiful girl in the world but she was the most glorious person he’d ever known. Her mind was brilliant, and she always had a witty comment to tackle him with. Peter said that once he had fallen in love with the way her brain worked, he began to see how enchanting she truly was. No one ever made him fall head over heels like the way she did.
“This food is horrible”
“Then why do you eat it?”
“Because I’m hungry”
“Maybe the food is fine, maybe you’re the picky one. It’s not like it asked to be eaten”
“Well aren’t you the smart-aleck”
“Thank you for realizing my intelligence”
Peter attacked her and pinned her down in the field. She laughed making him fall in love with her even more.
“So, how did she die?”
“She found out what I was”
Peter closed the box and put it back on the shelf.
“And that’s what got her killed”
He turned around and wasn’t prepared to be attacked by Y/N.
She placed her ear on his chest and hugged him tightly.
“That’s why you push me away, isn’t it?”
Peter sighed and pried her off him.
“Y/N, hate to break it to ya, but, you will never be Aryn. Never”
Y/N looked down at her fingers and chuckled.
“Yeah, no, obviously”
A part of Peter began to regret what he said when he saw tears, pooling around her eyelids.
“I’m going to go have a look outside. I’ll leave you alone”
He watched as she walked away and out of the vault.
He kicked a nearby box and cursed under his breath.
Peter bent down to pick up the stuff that fell out of it when he came across an old envelope. The seal was still on it, suggesting he never opened it. He took out the letter that was inside and began to read:
Please forgive yourself.
I felt it in the wind and I felt it in the back of my throat.
There was this unmistakable dryness that I could not quench or run from. I want you to know that whatever shall happen to me, it was not your fault.
You have given me the greatest gift that anyone has given me—-passionate, unfiltered love. I can say that I lived a longer life than Juliet. That our love was not wasted.
I know you better than yourself sometimes.
I know that you’ll go the rest of your long life blaming yourself for my death. Don’t. You can’t control the universe and how it makes its decision.
My last request is that you move forward and let your heart pump with that passion that I have come to know quite well. Find someone to love, Peter. Don’t retreat to the darkness because you think that it’s the only solution. You don’t have to be bad.
I love you and I wish you happiness.
Sincerely Yours, the first woman that you’ll love and hopefully not the last,
Peter felt the wind being knocked out of him. She had written this the day she died. She knew this would happen. He looked back at the entrance to the vault. The guilt of Aryn’s death didn’t allow him to see straight. The denial that held inside prevented him from accepting the truth. It was a different feeling but it was on that made him feel good. Whenever he was with Y/N, whether it was him scolding her for disobeying him or having a light-hearted conversation, he was happy in his own screwed up way. He was dwelling in her presence. The reason why he was pushing her away was because he was scared of falling in love again. But it was too late. He already did.
He rushed outside of the vault and scoured the place looking for her. She came out of the school, the lights hitting her skin just the way he liked it.
His heart felt light and the world seemed to come to a halt.
“I didn’t find anything. I’m sorry”
“Forget about that”
“Seriously? What happened?”
“I realized something”
“That doesn’t sound good”
“No, it doesn’t”
Peter snapped his head over to a familiar voice. Kate grabbed Y/N by her hair and held her neck with her other hand. She shrieked in fear.
“How are you alive?”
“That’s no way to greet a friend. Didn’t you miss me?”
“Let her go!”
“Why? She’s leverage”
“It’s okay, Peter. It’s okay, I’m not Aryn, remember?”
A piece of him broke when she said that. He made her feel like she wasn’t worthy enough.
“Y/N, I didn’t mean—”
“I don’t care what’s going on between you two. I care about my revenge, I mean, look what you did to me”
Kate’s claws extended, and her skin morphed into a blue color with spots on her face.
“You have to pay for what you did”
“Let her go!”
Peter partially transformed and let out a roar making Kate laugh.
“Now that’s reaction I was looking for!”
“Peter, stop! Remember what I said, okay? You don’t have to be bad”
“I do,” Kate slid her sharp claws across Y/N’s throat.
Blood gushed out and Y/N clutched the area, falling forward.
Peter caught her before she fell and held her to his chest. Tears rushed down his face, his every being became rigid.
“Not again! Oh God, not again! I’m so sorry, Y/N, it’s all my fault”
She held his cheek and tried to smile before her body became cold and the world faded to black. She always believed in him but now the thought of Peter being good was crushed as he held a dying Y/N in his arms.
“Just promise me you won’t go out tonight”
Y/N sighed and picked up her bag. Jordan was always looking out for her ever since they met. He said it was this attraction that couldn’t explain. Like something was magnetizing him to her. They soon discovered that he was a hellhound and it was in his nature to protect the supernatural. Deaton said it was unusual for hellhounds to be strongly drawn to humans. Kira being the adorable fox she is, suggested that they were probably in love. In a way, she was right. He just didn’t know if she felt the same way for him.
“Why would I do that?”
“Y/N, I’m serious”
“I had plans”
“Jordan, come on, I–”
“Do I have to send a unit over to your place? Y/N, someone tried to attack you”
“Keyword being tried. You were there to protect me”
“What if I can’t be there the next time?”
Y/N walked over to Jordan and held his hands in hers.
“Look, the creep was at the club. I’m not working tonight so you have nothing to worry about”
He sighed and interlocked his fingers in-between hers. An urge passed through him and his skin began to sizzle. Within a second of looking at her eyes, he placed a kiss on her lips. It was, for a lack of better words, nice. She bit her lips to conceal a smile which was not working by the way. He placed two fingers on her chin, his eyes wide.
“Fine but you have to come by later,” she ran her hands past his collarbones and rested them on his shoulders.
“You got a deal”
Y/N danced around her condo, moving from the kitchen to her living room and getting ready for a boring night inside. She flipped through the channels and hummed to a tune that was stuck in her head. Deciding to watch a rerun of I Love Lucy, she cut out little paper angels to send to her nieces back in Santa Monica. After thirty minutes had passed, her friend called her on the phone. They talked while Y/N went to go do the dirty dishes. When she hung up, she set the phone on the counter and went to use the bathroom.
Music blared from a speaker near the TV. She rushed to turn it off but she couldn’t find the off button so she unplugged it. A ring from the other side of the room made her jump. She ran for it and answered the call.
“Hey, Y/N, it’s me, Scott”
“Oh, hi Scott”
“Are you okay? You sound a little scared”
“I’m fine. Why are you calling on Jordan’s phone?”
“I can’t believe you assholes are out on a job without me!”
“Look, the last time you got hurt. Besides, it’s probably nothing”
“Put him on the phone”
“Ugh, then put me on speaker”
“I’m sorry, Y/N. I’ll be there as soon as we finish up”
“Stiles, cut it out!”
“Great. Lydia and Stiles are there too? Way to exclude me from the group”
Jordan took the phone off the speaker to talk to you alone.
“Remember what I said earlier? It’s not a deal if I don’t hold up to the end of my bargain”
“Am I still on speaker?”
“I hope that kiss wasn’t a way to get me to say yes”
“But it meant something else too. I don’t give those away for free, you know”
“I don’t believe you”
“I’ll make you believe when I see you later. We’ll make it quick and then I’m all yours for the evening”
“Okay, bye, I love you”
“I love you too”
Joran hung up the phone and smiled then gasped when he realized what he said. The smile began to creep back when he realized what she said.
“I’ve never seen so much blood. Stiles is still passed out”
Scott laughed and looked in the back seat to find his unconscious friend. The constant flashing of light caught his attention. They weren’t on the way to his place. They were in a different neighborhood that was crawling in cop cars and ambulances. Scott shook Jordan’s arm. He turned around to reveal his bright, fiery eyes.
Jordan abruptly stopped the car and blinked his eyes a few times.
“Where are we?”
“I don’t know”
They heard a car door slam and looked at Lydia standing in front of the car. Scott and Jordan looked at each other before they got out and followed her. She stopped in front of a gurney and continued to stare at it. Scott moved to pull the sheet back when a police officer stopped him. Jordan showed him his badge and the officer took a step back. Scott continued to pull the sheet back and that’s when Lydia let out a sob. Scott wheeled around and held her in his arms. Jordan couldn’t believe what he was seeing.
“Friend called it in. She called the station saying the deceased wasn’t picking up her phone. A unit came by to check the place when they heard a glass being broken. The killer barely escaped just as they kicked down the door. Forensics will give you a better idea of how he killed her. It’s a damn shame. She was so young”
Jordan felt his body being consumed in flames.
He turned around and ran away from the crime scene. Scott ran after him.
Jordan’s skin combusted in anger and his clothes slowly began to burn. Scott tried to stop him, but Jordan grabbed him the neck and flung him into a nearby car. He let out a roar and exposed the sharp teeth that replaced his human ones. Scott had never seen him this angry before.
“Don’t do this,” he strained.
“Y/N wouldn’t want you to—”
“She’s dead,” Jordan’s voice was now a deep howl.
“He must pay”
Scott watched as he disappeared into the night with no doubt in his mind that Jordan was going to kill again.
The flashbacks came back again. The insistent recurring nightmares that he could never shake. Derek threw the glass against the wall and let out a grunt of frustration. His muscles tensed and there was nothing he could do to stop them from coming back.
Y/N turned around in fear as she heard a twig snap. Her heart pounded in the cold night. There was nothing around, it was nothing but silence. She looked up into the tree and saw bright blue eyes looking down on her. She made a run for it but it was too late. She was tackled to the floor. A scream belted from her chest but it soon turned into a giggle.
“I told you, you have to slow your breathing. I could hear you from a mile away”
“I was scared. You’re a pretty scary person, you know that, right?”
Derek smiled and shook his head.
“Scarier than hunters with guns and arrows?”
She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down for a long kiss. He crept his hand up her shirt and cupped his hands around her chest while dipping down to give playful bites on her neck.
“Scarier than the Kanima?”
Y/N let out a soft moan and bit her lip. He knew what to do to make her crumble. Derek loved the sound and taste of Y/N. She was his favorite thing to have.
“Can you please show me how?”
Derek met his lustful gaze with hers. It always amazed him to see how much she could match his passion.
Derek lifted himself up and down on the pull-up bar. Y/N was bent on having him turn her ever since she found out he was an Alpha. Things were fine the way they were. Why would he want to change that?
“Derek, please. You tell me all the time about how I have to be careful because of the monsters that lurk in the dark but how am I supposed to protect myself?”
“I’ve been training you, haven’t I?”
“You and I both know that’s not going to do anything against a gun”
“I taught you what to do if someone points a gun at you”
“What are you going to do if I die, Derek?”
He dropped down from the bar and slowed his breathing from the workout. His eyes were cold, and his chest heaved up and down.
“You’re not going to”
“Why? Cause you’ll be there to protect me? Save that soft shit for someone else”
Y/N turned to leave the loft.
“Where are you going?”
“Does it matter? I’ll protect myself like you taught me”
The door slammed shut leaving Derek to think.
Why would she want that?
The walls rumbled as the sky roared with thunder. Derek held Y/N in his arms, rocking her back and forth while rubbing her back. She wanted him to turn her, so she wouldn’t have to be weak anymore. So, she wouldn’t lose him. Derek found it hard to resist her any longer. He cleaned up the cuts that were inflicted by her step-dad. Once he was done, he placed light kiss over them. Removing the pain from her body. They were in sync and knew what to do with each other. Y/N pulled her shirt over her head while Derek allowed her to remove his.
“There’s no going back. Once I do this–”
“I’m ready,” Y/N arched her neck away from him with a smile on her face.
Derek sucked in a breath and leaned down to kiss her soft skin. Seconds later, his teeth bore into her flesh, making her squirm around in pain. She dug her nails into his back and held back the shrill scream in the back of her throat. The blood trickled out of his mouth and onto his chest. When he was done, he carried her over to the bed and held her close to him.
“Thank you, Derek”
Derek looked at his reflection in the broken shards of the whiskey bottle. It happened so suddenly. He didn’t have enough time.
The constant patter from the window stirred Derek from his sleep. He felt a cold spot on the bed. He looked down to see blood drenching the bed. Y/N looked pale and her breathing was labored.
She turned around to look at him.
“Why am I not healing?”
Derek scrambled from his spot on the bed and held her close to him.
“Am I dying?”
“I knew it! I shouldn’t have bit you!”
She shook her head and started crying.
“Don’t do that, I shouldn’t have asked you”
“I’m cold, Derek”
“I’m so sorry,” tears streamed from his eyes and down onto her face.
“You’re not so scary. I only pretend because I didn’t want you to think I was weak”
Derek tried to take away her pain but it didn’t seem like it was doing anything.
“I love you, Derek”
He placed one last kiss on her forehead, then proceeded to touch his forehead with hers, daring not to move.
“Please don’t leave me, Y/N. I can’t live without you”
With her last drawing breath, she spoke softly, “Pretend it’s not scary…”
Everything looked the same, the houses the streets even the sign that held the towns name looked the same. Riverdale like all small towns never change, maybe that’s why your heart felt warmer as you passed the welcome too sign. You hadn’t lived in Riverdale for ten years yet as your parents drove down the roads you still remember all the memories you had here as a child.
Passing Betty and Archie’s house made reality hit you the fact you hadn’t been here in ten years all your friends would of grown up without you. All the promises you made to keep in touch disappeared when you left the small town. How was you suppose to face them in school tomorrow when they had probably forgotten you.
“I can’t believe we managed to get the old house back, how crazy is that Y/N you’ll be back in your old room before you know it”
You don’t acknowledge what your father had said instead you kept staring out the window. Your old house, your old room being able to see the treehouse the one thing linked to the one person who you hoped forgot about you.
~“Jug I don’t want to leave you, your my best friend in the whole world”
“I know Y/N I wish you could live here with me but you gotta stay with your parents but promise me you’ll write”
“I promise Jughead I promise”~
Just kids you’d managed to keep writing to him until you stopped. You were too busy or well you knew the truth you’d forgotten. You hoped that Jughead had forgotten you that way him seeing you would hurt less.
Unpacking wasn’t hard you made sure the curtains of your room were shut so you wouldn’t be met with the pain of what was, what could never be again. By the time everyone had unpacked no one was in the mood to cook so there was only one place on your mind.
“I’ve rung Pop’s Y/N do you mind going to pick it up if you remember the way” you roll your eyes at your mother how could you forget the best joint in town.
Like everything else in Riverdale Pop’s hadn’t changed the dinner was radiating light in the almost dark night. Once inside you felt once again at home remembering the burgers and the shakes you use to stuff down as a kid.
“Hi um pick up for Y/L/N”
“Be just a minute Hun” you nodded to the cook before taking a seat in a booth. A few rows down you could see some kids your age the three of them looked like they were having a good night. But something about the back of two of the heads seems familiar.
“Order for Y/L/N” you stood up ready to grab the paper bag but before you could something, well more like someone caught your eye.
A blacked hair boy that had a crown shaped beanie on his head, as he went to climb over the girl and sit next to her his eyes caught yours. It couldn’t be but of course it was you knew that at some point it would happen maybe better here then in school. The boy and girl opposite him turned to look at you as well, it was the three of them. The three people that in your childhood life meant the most to you.
“Y/N?” Betty was the first to speak up scrambling over Archie she ran towards you engulfing you into a hug.
“Hi Betty” your voice sounding thin as if you were ready to brake down into tears. Archie was next not saying anything he pulled Betty away from you only to have her join again once his now strong arms were around you.
The raven haired girl just stood confused as to why her friends were acting this way. Archie and Betty finally pulled away from you though Betty kept your hand in hers to make sure it was actually you.
“I can’t believe it” his voice was the one to brake the silence, he moved around the girl to stand meters away from you. You was ready for whatever the boy was going to scream at you how he would react.
“Hi Jug” you breath out a name you thought a few months ago you would never say again.
“Ten years and all I get is a hi Jug” you bite the inside of your cheek ready for the rest of the words to come falling out of his mouth. But instead of harsh words you get him hugging you holding you close to him, something new as you still remember that he was never much of a hugger. When you pull away he has somewhat of a smile on his face. Yours showing completely as you stand in-between all your old friends.
“Y/N I’m Veronica since these losers would introduce me” you take Veronica’s hand shaking it before you realise that you should of been home ten minutes ago with food for your parents.
“Guys is love to stay honest I wish I could but I gotta get these burgers back to my parents, Betty, Archie catch up tomorrow I swear we have to walk to school like always” you smile squeezing their hands.
“Veronica I can’t wait to get to know you more, come on Jug be the gentleman and walk me home?” In your heart though you knew you just needed to talk to him more.
He waves bye to the others who completely understand why you asked him Betty and Archie probably filling in Veronica on the relationship between you and Jughead. Both of you saying a finale goodbye before Jughead grabs the paper bag and your hand and walking out the door.
“I’m sorry” both of you say at the same time, a small blush creeping onto your cheeks.
“Let’s not talk about it,kinda both our faults but you’re back now that’s what matters, what I hope is for good”
“I don’t think I ever want to leave this place again, I don’t wanna ever leave you again Jug”
“That’s good enough for me” and like that you was walking hand in hand like you did as children chasing the sunset.
Gryffindor: I WILL HAVE THE TALLEST MOST AMAZING CAKE IN THE ENTIRE GALAXY!!! *Goes overboard with frosting*
Slytherin: *Just dumps ingredients they think go well together* I DONT CARE IF IT TASTES LIKE DONKEY CRAP I AM EATING IT!
Ravenclaw: *Follows all the instructions precisely yet always gets one step wrong and brakes down completely* All I want to do is make a simple cake and I can’t even get the butter to the right temperature, HOW AM SUPPOSED TO EVEN SURVIVE!!!
Can you do #44 with Tyler Seguin? Your imagines are the best btw❤️
#44: “You’re kidding me?!” - “Shush, my mom never taught me.”
Word count: 820
You and Tyler both simultaneously groan as the pickup truck Tyler’s driving shudders and rolls to a stop on the shoulder of the hot Texas street.
“You have got to be kidding me.” Tyler slams his hands on the steering wheel in frustration. You pull your phone out of your pocket and start looking up a number for a tow truck.
“It’s okay. We’ll just get a rental or something. We’ll make it all work.” You smile at Tyler and grab his hand, trying to get him to calm down as you talk to the tow company, telling them your location. Luckily, one of the trucks is just down the street, so it’s only about a five minute wait for help to arrive.
Tyler watches pathetically as his truck gets rigged up, shaking his head. You place a comforting hand on his shoulder as the two of you listen to the tow man.
“Say, are there any rental car places around here?” You ask. The tow man nods.
“There’s one about three blocks down. Should only be about a five minute walk.” Tyler groans again, looking down at his shoes.
“These are not walking shoes, babe.” The Stars had just finished a game (that they won, thank you very much), so Tyler was dressed in his nice shoes and a blue suit.
“We can get an Uber or something, Ty, it’s not the end of the world.” Tyler nods, running his hands through his wet hair. You frown slightly at your boyfriend’s ability to blow things out of proportion before opening up the Uber app on your phone and quickly summoning a car. You glance at Tyler, who’s frantically looking for his wallet.
“Um, babe?” He looks at you and grins weakly. “I forgot my wallet at home.” You sigh, pulling your own wallet out of your bag and pulling out some cash for the tow man.
“You’re lucky I’m always prepared.” You mutter, paying the bill. Tyler kisses your head as he watches for the Uber.
“You’re right, I am lucky.”
The employee at the rental car place looks through the computer, trying to find a rental that suits Tyler’s needs.
“I’m sorry Mr. Seguin, but the only vehicles we have in today are sticks. Is that okay?”
“That’s perfectly fine!” You chirp, Tyler shooting you an alarmed look.
“(Y/N)? Can I talk to you for a second?” You let Tyler tug you out of the employee’s hearing distance.
“What’s wrong?” You ask. “It’s just a stick shift. Everyone knows how to drive stick.” You watch as Tyler’s face falls, a grin spreading across your face. “You can’t drive a stick, can you?” You accuse.
“Shh, you don’t have to say it that loud.” Color spreads across Tyler’s face.
“You’re kidding me?” You’re not quite sure how to react to this information. Your boyfriend prided himself on being a ‘manly’ man, driving a big pickup and doing other things that he declared as ‘manly.’ Of course, with him being a hockey player, it wasn’t too hard to convince you of the fact.
“Shush, my parents never taught me.” You let out a laugh.
“Tyler, driving a stick’s, like, the manliest thing you can do.” You gasp. “I’m gonna have to revoke your man card.” You say seriously.
“Shut up!” Tyler hisses. You walk back to the counter.
“We’ll take it.” You tell the clerk, who nods and turns to find the keys.
“I hate you.” Tyler moans.
“No you don’t.” The clerk hands you the keys, which you take with a smile.
“Thank you!” You turn to Tyler and start heading to the door. “C’mon, Princess, today you’re gonna learn how to drive a stick shift.” You giggle as Tyler reluctantly trods behind you.
“Tyler!” You yell as Tyler shifts the gears the wrong way, causing the engine to rev and the truck to jump ahead. Tyler roughly slams on the brakes, looking down at the stick helplessly.
“How the hell do I put this thing in park?” He moans.
“Well, you made the car stall, so it’s not going anywhere.” You chide, reaching over. “Press down on the brake and the clutch.” You instruct, watching as Tyler does so. You quickly shift to park and turn the car off, sitting back in your seat.
“Can we switch?” Tyler asks. You wordlessly open the door and hop out, jogging to the driver’s side. Switching with Tyler, you adjust the seat and mirrors before starting the car. With Tyler watching jealously, you shift the car into first with ease and pull out of the parking lot.
“You did good, you just made beginner’s mistakes.” You tell him. Tyler watches as your hands and feet easily cooperate to drive the truck, no noises coming from the engine or jumping from the car itself.
“Is it wrong that your ability to drive a stick shift turns me on a little bit?”
You awoke mid morning to golden sunlight filling up your room from a crack in the curtains.
Rolling over onto your stomach, you propped yourself up on your elbows and wiped the sleep from your eyes, immediately spotting the bright blue sea through the sliver of window exposed. You sighed softly, dropping your head back onto your pillow with a faint smile on your lips. So this is what it felt like to wake up in paradise.