Summary: When Liam brings Theo back, the pack asks for your help to get him to cooperate. But you don't believe there’s redemption for Theo since he tried to kill you after pretending to be in love with you.
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“You’re joking,” I scoff. Scott’s expression suggested the
complete opposite of a joke.
“No,” I shake my head, firmly, “You’re insane if you think I’ll
“You’d be helping me with Theo, not helping Theo,” Scott
corrects, tilting his head, “Please? He says he’ll only help if he can talk to
“So he doesn’t want to help at all, then? He just wants to
harass me more,” I scoff, “No. Not happening.”
“He doesn’t want to harass you. Y/N, he loves you,” Scott
says. He immediately frowns as though surprised by his own words.
I stare at him in confusion, “He loves me? You don’t
actually believe that, do you? You and Stiles were the ones who made me break
up with him and put him in the ground to begin with – how the hell did you even
get him out?”
“Liam used the sword.”
I inhale sharply, walking over to the chest at the foot of
my bed and opening it only to find my sword missing.
“Kira left that for me,” I growl, my eyes glowering gold at
him, “You had to bite me to keep me alive, Scott – because of Theo. She left me
that so that no one could bring him back and you just fucking did it anyway!”
“I know,” he says softly, “But we need him to bring everyone
back… we need you.”
I bury my face in my hands, “You’re asking too much,” I
shake my head, feeling myself tremble just at the thought of having to face him
The last time I’d seen him, he’d stuck his claws so far into
me, trying to escape in the tunnels. Kira put him straight in the ground but
with his combined powers he’d taken from his betas, Scott’s only option was to
We’d dated for around 6 months before that – until I learned
his true indemnity and intentions. I was hesitant to break it off… somewhere
deep down I wanted to believe he was good. But he had done too much damage and
I had no option to end it when my only family was the pack.
Still, I’d never expected him to try kill me. Deep down I thought
what we had was real. Out of all the lies he’d told, I don’t know why I thought
our relationship was different.
One thing was clear: I would never again go near him.
Scott places a hand on my
shoulder, “I know it’s a lot to ask but please just think about it. For Stiles.”
“There’s no deal without her,” Theo leers, crossing his arms
over his chest, “It was your job to convince her.”
“You almost killed her,” Liam scoffs, “Did you think she’d
be happy to see you?”
Theo glares and Liam.
“He has a point you know,” I say, leaning in the doorway. I
try to stand still and keep a confident front despite wanting to shove Kira’s
sword into the ground and send him straight back to hell.
“Y/N,” Theo stares at
me with wide eyes as he inhales deeply, “Your scent… it’s – you’re a-“
“Werewolf,” I finish for him, walking until there’s a metre’s
distance between us, “I take it Scott didn’t tell you. So don’t try anything
because I’ll rip your heart right out.”
He grimaces at the comment, swallowing hard.
“I have no ill intentions,” he reassures me.
I roll my eyes, “If you had no ill intentions you would’ve
helped Scott without making demands.”
“Was it so wrong to want to see you? To apologize?”
I narrow my eyes, “Apologize for which part exactly? The
part where you lied and used me to get close to Scott? Or the part where you
killed me – yeah, you literally killed me and Scott had to bite me to bring me
back, Theo. So if you’re feeling good about yourself because you didn’t kill
me, you did. Just think of me as dead, just like you wanted me to be and help
them. I don’t want to see you,” I spit.
“Could we have a minute?” Theo doesn’t say it as a request.
I feel myself grow nervous but give Scott a small nod to let him know its okay.
“We’ll be right outside,” he tells me as he pulls the door
The air settles and Theo stares at me in silence, his eyes studying
every inch of me. I shift uncomfortably under his gaze.
“I am sorry,” he says, his eyes sincere, “For lying to you.
For hurting you. And most of all, for making you feel like I didn’t love you
when I did.”
“You don’t kill the people you love, Theo.”
“The person I was a few months ago, I’m not the same now.”
His voice shakes as he speaks, “These past few months… where I was… all I could
think about was how if I came back, and you were okay, how I would make it up
to you. How I would use this second chance to-“
“Second chance?” I
scoff, slamming him against the wall, “This isn’t a second chance. There is no
redemption for you. Only penance.”
“Don’t say my name,” I say through gritted teeth, “You will
help Scott and then you’ll disappear. I’ll never forgive you but at least if
you do this, you’ll be doing one good thing with your sad excuse for a life.”
He stares at me with bloodshot eyes as I let go of him.
“Don’t do anything stupid,” I say warningly, “because I’ll
personally take it upon myself to kill you if you do.”
I said the words with confidence but I barely feel it.
I hated myself for being relieved that he was okay – even though
I was glad he was there in front of me.
“Wait,” he calls out, as I head for the door. I turn around
expectedly, tapping my foot against the floor impatiently.
“I love you,” he whispers.
I stand still, my hands dropped by my sides.
“I know it probably means nothing to you now but think of it
as a promise – I’ll do right by you; for you.”
I nod once before walking out. Once I’m outside I slide down
against the door, sobbing quietly. I knew he could hear me on the other side of
But suddenly it didn’t matter
that he knew he broke my heart; everyone knew it. I was too angry to try and hide
it and I was angrier at myself for still letting my heart race when he says
those three words.
It was ridiculous watching Liam try and talk to the Ghost
Rider we had trapped but what was worse was being left alone with it and Theo
while the rest of them went to look for Lydia and Corey.
“Well, if we can’t communicate with it, then what?” Theo
asks in defeat slumping against the wall. I sit down beside him, resting my
head on my knees.
“I don’t know,” I mutter, exhausted, “I just want Stiles
“Do you remember much about him?” Theo asks. I shake my
“He was your best friend. He was practically your brother,”
Theo reminds me, “The day he found out we were dating he punched me in the face
– and that’s before he knew I was a chimera.”
“He broke his hand,” I laugh, remembering, “And you didn’t
“He punches like a gir-“ he swallows hard when he notices me
frowning, “- a great boxer,” he mumbles.
“Mhmm,” I roll my eyes.
“Would you have punched me if I said ‘girl’?”
“Don’t tempt me,” I smirk. He shifts his leg so our knees are
touching, “Did you really mean what you said before? That there’s no redemption
for me? That there’s no forgiveness?”
“I was just mad,” I mumble, looking up at the ceiling, “You’ve
helped everyone a lot the past few days. I’m sure they’ve forgiven you – or at
least don’t hate you as much.”
“I wasn’t asking about them,” he sighs, turning to face me.
I look straight ahead, avoiding his eyes, “I know.”
“So? Did you mean it?” He places a hand over mine and I quickly
pull away, holding it against my chest.
“Are you scared of me?” he asks, his voice strained –
panicked, as though he wouldn’t be able to cope if I was.
“You’re different since Liam brought you back.” I turn to
look at him, “What happened down there?”
“Retribution,” he says, his eyes filled with the pain of
Before I can press any further, the door creaks open.
Unfortunately, it’s not a pack member that fills the doorway.
I stand up first, “Mr Douglas?”
He turns to me with blood red eyes. I turn to Theo in a
panic but he just stares at him – in recognition.
“He’s a Nazi Alpha werewolf – the Dread Doctors had him in a
tank,” Theo explains quickly, “You need to get out of here!”
He shoves me towards the back door but I don’t budge.
“He’s right you know,” Mr Douglas says, his fingers trailing
over the whip in his hand, “It’s not you I’m here for.”
“GO!” Theo nods confidently, “He won’t hurt me.”
I didn’t believe him but before I can protest, he pushes me
out the door and locks it. I slam my hand against the caged part, trying to put
my hand through to unlock it but he just swats it away.
With that Mr Douglas grabs him by the throat and pins him to
the wall. I don’t wait to see what happens. It was impossible for me to get the
jump on him – he’d clearly been around much longer. I rush to the front door.
From here, his back was turned to me. I could see warning in Theo’s eyes –
telling me to stop, to run.
I wanted to, but I couldn’t. I couldn’t leave him the way he
I grab a pipe off the floor and just as he draws his claws
back, I stick it through his back. I knew it wouldn’t hold him for long – it definitely
wouldn’t kill him.
But he let’s go of Theo and I grab him, dragging him
outside. I could see him attacking the Ghost Rider; eating his brain or
something. I watch in fear, holding Theo in my arms.
Once he’s done, he leaves through the back door – glaring at
us both as though he’s marking us.
Theo pulls away from me and stands up. I follow behind him.
“Where are you going?” I call after him, slightly shaken up –
I wanted to put a helmet on – I was that scared Mr Douglas would come back for
“What the hell is wrong with you?!” he yells, turning to
face me. He barges towards me, stopping inches from my face. His breathing was
“W-what?” I frown. I wanted to move away from him but I don’t
– the closeness feels safe.
“I told you to go, to run!”
“You needed help!” I yell back. How could he be mad at me
for helping him?
“I don’t need your
I roll my eyes and he grabs me by my shoulders, “Don’t you
His eyes are so angry as he shakes me, “I DON’T DESERVE TO
BE SAVED! I AM NOT WORTH SAVING! ESPECIALLY
WHEN IT’S MY LIFE OR YOURS!”
“Theo-“ I shake my head. I push his hands off me and his
“S-sorry – I didn’t mean to-“ he steps towards me and then
back, hesitantly shifting from foot to foot, “I wasn’t trying to-“
“I know,” I nod, taking his face in my hands, “Look at me.”
He stands still, avoiding my eyes until I tilt his head.
When Billy Wilder sent me the script of Double Indemnity and I read it.. I had never played an out-and-out killer. I had played medium heavies, but not an out-and-out killer. And because it was an unsympathetic character I was a little frightened of it and, when I went back to his office I said: “I love the script and I love you, but I am a little afraid after all these years of playing heroines to go into an out-and-out cold-blooded killer.” And Mr. Wilder - and rightly so - looked at me and he said, “Well, are you a mouse or an actress?” And I said, “Well, I hope I’m an actress.” He said, “Then do the part.” And I did and I’m very grateful to him. - Barbara Stanwyck
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So first of all, this last chapter was so so great, loved it. I may or may not have listened to Play Crack The Sky for hours afterwards. But I have a question, kind of. Is Lydia seeing anyone? She is always on her phone, does she have a mysterious girlfriend or boyfriend waiting for her at home? does she do hookups? or feel like she can't have anything serious for now bc she is always on tour? does she feel lonely sometimes? idk I just want to know more abt Lydia i care a lot abt her
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Lydia is single and happy about it for the time being. All the relationships that seem to spring up around her are between people on tour with each other (Ethan and Danny, Sterek obvs, Berica, the SPOILER ALERT BECAUSE I HAVEN’T BEEN ABLE TO DELICATELY MENTION THIS IN TEXT YET Scallison that’s starting up behind the scenes etc) and she’s not *into* anyone she’s touring with so. But I believe that she seeks out people to hook up with when she wants it. Kinda like how Stiles had some regulars (for lack of a better term lol) peppered around, she probably has something similar. I feel like she probably hooked up with someone in La Bete when they were in Paris. She goes for them famous ones***. hahaha
I think she gets lonely SOMETIMES, mostly on hotel nights when she has a room to herself because suddenly she’s not surrounded by other people and it’s weird. She doesn’t strike me as the biggest extrovert in the world though so she’s probably happy to be alone sometimes considering they’re CONSTANTLY with each other.
Oh but I think she’s not dating anyone specific not just because her life is busy, but because she doesn’t want to feel tied down at this point in her life. She travels on her own between tours and does whatever she wants and she doesn’t want to have to change that part of her life. Relationships are an extra level of effort that she doesn’t have the energy for. :) BASICALLY DON’T FEEL SAD FOR LYDIA, SHE’S GOT THE WORLD ON A STRING WRAPPED AROUND HER LITTLE FINGER MKAY. :D
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It was not entirely unfamiliar to the iota of jade to wander without his lupine companion. Since his leave of the white wild north, he fared for himself, lost without a purpose other than his lust for the brush. To those of the North, he denounced the practice. To those in the South, he claimed ownership to that which he admired. Conflicted, he had little idea of who he wanted to be. To those in the capital city, however, he was quiet.
He went unnoticed, a mere speck in comparison to the activity that bustled through the burg. He was a boy full of energy and exegesis, but that did not change the fact that he was a creature of the boondocks. The pace of city life had not well suited him before he became restless. It was not long until he need answer to fate’s calling. So it would be, Kamiki he would stay, until she appeared.
A smile thinned his lips, tugging gently and drinking the warmth of the sun. Experiencing the city with the sun goddess was among one of the best things to happen to him. That memory would always ground him, even under the presence of the distinguishable, fiery rooftop which stood, dignifying the city by its noble structure. It was quite difficult to miss the Imperial Palace, even if one were yet to step foot in the western settlement.
Much happened in the very swell of royalty to change him. The very palace gardens he had crept into, suspicion niggling him, taught him courage. Asides from that powerful structure and its conflagrant rooftops much like her precious crown, was a solitary resting place sheltered by the edge of Lake Beewa. In it swam many fish, in it provided a network for all the city to thrive; in it she rested.
“Hiya, Himiko, sweetie…it’s been awhile, huh? I didn’t bring any flowers, but I have something even better!” Blue blooded smoke rose, barely a spray of liquid sprinkling from his source; but it was there. It dribbled gently down those dried gravestones which fronted the rufescent torii gate, refreshing that tenacious soul. “Whatcha think? Your knight’s gotten pretty well endowed, hasn’t he? Look at me, I’ve almost got the hang of it!”
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