my heart is so weak already


he’s so beautiful (´▽`ʃƪ)♡


every time lexa says clarke’s name: 17/? 

  • Lance: hey Keith!
  • Keith, from another room: what?
  • Lance: come over here, I want to show you something
  • Lance: So I wrote this song, for this cute alien that I really really like, and I want to let them know that they're really special… and I wanna know what you think
  • Lance: Just for the purposes of now, I'm going to put your name where their name should be. I don't really think it's going to work, but anyway here we go...
  • Lance, singing while playing guitar:
  • Used to make me grit my teeth,
  • But your heart's warm as a heath,
  • Lance: ... Keith
  • Lance:
  • You make me feel so weak,
  • Down to my myelin sheath,
  • Keith,
  • Keith, starting to smile:
  • Lance:
  • Anything in heaven or beneath,
  • To you I would be bequeath,
  • Keith,
  • Cutest Boy in all of space,
  • Even if your hair is a disgrace
  • Keith-y Keith-y Keith-y
  • Lance, stopping abruptly: You now what, that doesn't work with your name at all...
  • Lance: So what do you think, is it enough to make a cute alien fall in love with me?
  • Keith: I think it already has
  • Keith, flustered: wait no what I mean is-
  • Lance: Great cause it's for ALLURA!

Reader X Theo Raeken

Requested by the lovely @steph-oliveira

I know I made Isaac seem like a horrible animal but this is what was requested so I’m sorry, I know Isaac is a adorable puppy whom would never do this.


- abusive relationship

- Mental abuse

- Physical abuse

- Sex (oral and all of that smut)

- 18+ ONLY

Originally posted by teenwolf--imagines

Originally posted by sensuous

I open my eyes and manage to see the clock sitting on my bedside table read 4:00 AM through my blurry eyes, I move my arms around in the darkness trying to find Isaac who was laying with me before I fell asleep, I get up and rub my tired eyes still sore from all the crying,

I did love him once upon a time, and he loved me too, I think. But now all he does is hurt me and abuse me, when we first got together Isaac was sweet, loving and caring. He would tell me everything, from how his mom died to how his father abused him all the time.

After he was bitten by Derek Hale a local residing werewolf, Isaac changed, it was like he was a completely different person, I understood he was going through changes and gave him his space but even after that he got worse, at first he started getting distant, no more cute text messages, no random kisses and then after we started arguing all the time, although I admit it would get heated quickly and our arguments were bad Isaac would start mentioning the things I told him in confidence and joking about them. Then he started to get emotionally abusive and always try to bring me down, he would point out things about my weight and appearance and laugh about them. This went on for a while until one night when we was arguing and i was about to leave and Isaac wolfed out and punched me across my face, he had taken me to the hospital saying I had tripped and hurt my face, I had promised myself that this was enough this was a unhealthy relationship and I had to leave now or else I would never be able to leave.

I waited for Isaac to walk in so I could end it but when he did my heart dropped, his eyes were red and his face was wet from the tears running down his face

“ I-I’m so sorry Y/N I c-can’t believe I hurt you like that” he cried out sincerely “Isaac” I whispered

“N-no Y/N please don’t say anything, I know I’ve been hurting you and what I’ve been doing is wrong but it’s not me I swear it’s the wolf inside me I-I can’t control it” he shuffles towards me

“please.. please don’t leave me” he sobs and I start to tear up too it’s been months since I’ve seen this side of Isaac, I forgive him and we go back home. But that wasn’t the end of that it was just the beginning, it was occasional the hitting, then it got more regular, he started hitting me everyday and every time I’d try to leave he’d start crying and blame it on his inner wolf. I had gotten quite practical because of this I wore make up everyday to school to cover up my cuts and bruises although it never covered up completely no one noticed because truthfully no one cared.

“Isaac?” I call out quietly to check if he’s inside the house but lay back down when I don’t hear a reply and go back to sleep.

I walk into the crowded halls of beacon hills high school, still not heard from Isaac after his sudden disappearance last night but glad I got to walk into school with no new bruises or broken bones. I see stiles and Lydia standing near a locker and walk up to them, although I’m not as close with the McCall pack because Isaac doesn’t like me talking to other boys or having friends,

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“Hey Lyd’s, stiles” I smile and they greet me back

“have you seen Isaac today?” I ask curiously

“no I haven’t last time I spoke to him was yesterday in chem” Lydia informs me

“I gotta go chat later” and she’s off

“no I haven’t seen Isaac either, oh wait is that him” he looks behind me in the distance and waves at Isaac, I turn around and see Isaac walking up to us and he doesn’t look happy.

“What’s going on?” He asks in a serious tone.

“Uh nothing Y/N here was just missing  you” stiles jokes

“Oh was you missing me babe” he pulls me towards him and forces a kiss on my cheek, something he only did in front of people.

“ I’m gonna go find sco” stiles looks up as he grabs his books and raises his eyebrows looking at me “What’s that” he questions pointing at a spot where an old bruise was showing. Isaac turns my face swiftly towards his looking at what stiles was pointing at.

“Oh nothing stiles you know women they’re unable to co ordinate especially Y/N she tripped the other day” Isaac nervously grunted sucking his cheek. Stiles is hesitant at Isaac’s statement and looks at me with worry in his eyes

“Are you okay Y/N?” He interrogated Should I tell him or should I lie? If I told him the truth right now Isaac wouldn’t be able to do anything right now, not in front of the whole school. I feel Isaac’s hand grip tighter on my waist at my hesitance to answer and he starts digging his nails into my skin the stinging pain sensation warning me.

“Y-yeah I tripped over air” I mock myself and laugh and stiles just nods and walks off.

“What have I said about covering up?” Isaac barks in my ear close enough so only I hear it.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t see it” I gulped

“You know what this means don’t you?” He spat

“No no please Isaac I’m sorry” I plead tears warning to leave my eyes. And he grabs my hand and starts to drag me along with him to the quiet car park.

“Isaac please stop!” I scream over my tears

“How dare you raise your voice at me?” He snaps and the collision of his fist against my cheek makes me fall to the ground, the pain spreading across my face and down my body as I freeze in shock. Isaac grabs me by my hair and lifts me up so I am standing again and his hands are now around my throat

“ YOU WILL RESPECT ME Y/N AND YOU WILL OBEY ME DO YOU UNDERSTAND?” He roars while his grip around my neck tightens and coughs start to escape my mouth as I’m struggling for air, my vision starts to blur before Isaac releases me and my body falls to the ground.

“Now go home and think about what you did wrong” the blurred figure scoffs and walks away. I cough a few times and get my heart rate back to normal so I can stop crying and lift my weak and sore body from the ground and start to limp home.

As I’m walking home I start to feel dizzy with pain overcoming me with every step and my vision goes blank________

Theo POV

Originally posted by teenwolf--imagines

I’m driving on my way to school late and already missed first period, I look on the side walk and see Y/N in a distance, I know it’s her because I could recognise her a mile away, she was my first and only love ever since I laid my eyes upon her, she took my breath away, every time I see her everything else goes blank, when she’s talking to me every other sound is off, I would do anything for her and be anyone for her, although at the moment that’s only a friend as she was with Isaac before we even met. I pull up behind her and call her name yet she doesn’t hear me, I notice her lose her balance and run towards her and catch her before she falls and hurts herself,

“Y/N?” I call her name but her eyes are closed, I listen carefully and hear her heartbeat “thank god” I whisper, but looking at her she looks like someone has hurt her, I feel angry but maintain my emotions and slide my hand under Y/Ns knee and lift her up bridal style and lay her gently in my car. I get back in my seat and drive off, while I’m driving I think to myself, should I take her to the hospital? No she probably doesn’t want anyone to find out about this, Deaton? I think but brush off the thought as he would call Scott even if I begged him not to. I decide to take Y/N back to mine and wait till she’s awake to see what she wants me to do.

As I pull up into my driveway I lift Y/N up and kick the car door shut with my foot, I look down at her face and can’t help but notice how beautiful she is and so delicate, I lay her in my bed slowly not wanting to hurt her in anyway, I look closely at her wounds and can tell someone has punched her and also notice the fingerprints on her neck, I start breathing heavily just the thought of someone laying a finger on Y/N made my blood boil, I try to calm myself and take my shirt off to cool down and walk into my bathroom and splash cold water on my face, I open my cabinet and grab the light green box with the white first aid logo on it and walk towards Y/N, I open the box and see bandages, plastered, disinfectant and other things I don’t know about

“shit” I mutter under my breath

“Let’s just do this the old fashioned way” I talk to myself and climb onto my bed next to Y/N and hold her hand gently in mine and start taking her pain seeing the black veins run through my hand disappearing into my skin. I don’t feel the pain as I’m mesmerised by Y/Ns beauty. After a while I notice Y/N shift in her position glad she’s finally starting to wake.

“Hey” I smile softly

“Hi” she softly groans her voice sore probably from crying, she lifts her self up and winces in pain and I quickly jump up to help her up and take her pain. “ oh you don’t have to do that Theo” she speaks which comes out as a whisper due to her weakness, I blush at the way she says my name it causing butterflies in my stomach. “It’s okay I don’t even feel it” I assured her kind sweet soul. “I’m not in any pain anymore” she says “You sure?” I ask and she nods. She fidgets with her fingers not making any eye contact with me.

“You know I’m gonna ask sooner or later” and she looks up nervously

“And I’ll know if you’re lying” I raise my eyebrows “Who did this?” I sternly ask crossing my arms and leaning against my bathroom door.


At this point I’m scared shitless.

If Theo finds out who did this there’s gonna be a very dangerous physical fight between two very angry wolfs.

“Theo it’s okay it doesn’t matter it’s over now” I try to get out of this situation

“Y/N have you looked at yourself in the mirror? You look terrible. Tell me… who… did this” he demanded

I try to hold my ground and raise my voice

“well it’s really none of your business!”

Theo scoffs and shakes his head “It is my business because I fucking care about you Y/N” he starts to shout

“WHY?” I cry out


We stare at each other in silence and Theo’s face softens as he realises what he just admitted

“I’m sorry I shouldn’t have thrown that out on you like that” he apologises

“No it’s okay I-i should go” I stand up and walk towards the door and Theo slams the door shut from behind me and I turn around jumping both of us millimetres away from each other’s faces.

“I’m not gonna let you go until you tell me Y/N” he whispers into my ear causing goosebumps all over my body. I’ve never noticed how attractive Theo is, and his muscles he was definitely ripped

“Ahem” Theo clears his throat as he watches me stare at his body and blushes with a smirk.

“What?” I hiss

“Hmm? Nothing” he chuckles and removes his arms from my sides I start to feel nervous at his sight, why was Theo making me feel this way?

“D-don’t you own a shirt?” I scoff and Theo laughs at my comment and his arms are on both sides of my body again against the door and he shifts closer

“Why? Am I making you uncomfortable?” He brags

“Wha-n-no” i defend and look up at him to try and make myself look serious I stare into his eyes, his green eyes, the kind of green that pushed passed the snow to remind you spring was coming, the kind of green the ocean becomes during a storm. Those green eyes that I never seemed to notice before that had me hypnotised.

“What are you staring at?” He chants

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“You’re beautiful” I informed him He laughs and bites his lip, his delicate rose petal pink lips

“ how hard did they hit your head Y/N” he mused

“Hard enough to make me wanna do this” I quickly protested and grabbed his face in my hands and attack his lips with mine roughly begging for entrance for his mouth. Theo takes a second to catch up with reality and starts to caress my tongue with his sliding his hands up my back and down squeezing my ass and making me jump, he grabs my legs and positions them around his waist and holds me up from my ass, I move my hands to his neck for support and he turns around and walks towards his bed chucking me gently on there and climbing on top of me. I roam my hands across the masterpiece of a body which looks as if it was chiselled by Heavens finest angels, desperate for him I tug on his jeans and Theo grabs my hands and Pin’s them above my head, at this point we are both panting from our kissing and our emotions but Theo just looks into my eyes,

“Is this what YOU want?” He raises his eyebrows “Yes” I nod Theo looks into my eyes for any doubt “What about Isaac?” He questions Isaac, how could I do this? How could I do this to Isaac my boyfriend. I think for a while panicking but suddenly feel calm remembering how safe and protected Theo makes me feel. Did Isaac love me? Of course not. How could he when he merely left me in the parking lot unconscious possibly dead. Isaac has never made me feel this way, the way Theo is making me feel right now, Theo is who I want. As if he read my mind Theo interrupts my thoughts by whispering into my ear

“it’s okay we won’t ruin this moment right now” and starts nibbling under my ear he starts lowering his mouth to my neck and sucks sweetly on the right spot causing me to buck and moan, he releases his gentle grip on my wrists and continues kissing my neck

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“Mmm” he grunts as my shirt gets in the way and looks at me for approval, I nod and he starts to undress my upper body caressing his hands all over me, he lifts me up gently and unclasps my bra removing it swiftly and stares at my breasts “So beautiful” he says his voice full of lust yet his eyes full of love He continues whispering sweet words and leaves a trail of wet kisses on my breasts, and gently hovers his teeth above my nipples turning me on even more by the second,

“please” I beg

“Please what?”

“Please Theo can you fuck me right now” I state.

“Don’t have to ask twice” he gets up and locks eye contact with me while removing his belt and sliding his jeans off, I look down at his crotch and lick my lips followed by biting my bottom lip aching for Theo to be inside me. He painfully slowly starts removing his boxers revealing his long hard thick cock I get up and move my hands towards him but he quickly grabs them.

“Not so fast kitten” He comes closer and starts to unbutton my jeans and slides them down, he looks at my pink lacy underwear and cocks his head to the side raising an eyebrow “Pink?” He smiles “my favourite colour” he blushes and I can’t help but blush back at his cuteness, we grab each other and start kissing again devouring each other’s mouths, I push Theo on the bed and get down to the floor on my knees and start massaging his cock in-between my hands I lower my head and start entering him inside my mouth trying to move my hair out of my face, he sees me struggling and holds my hair aside from my face, “See I’m such a gentleman” he jokes and I continue sucking his dick swirling my tongue around him making him twitch against my tongue, I notice him close his eyes in pleasure and moan so start slowing down painfully slow

“Don’t tease me kitten” I stand up and smile ignoring him

“You want me to beg?” He asks He comes up behind and lifts me up and pushes me back on his bed

“So my little kitten wants to play games and tease me?” He shrugs with a warning causing me to giggle at his anger “how about I show you what teasing is” he laughs and starts to remove my underwear and inserts a finger, surprised he removes it and looks at me

“so wet… is this what I was doing to you?”

“You’re such a naughty girl Y/N” He re enters his finger and suddenly starts pumping it in and out

“Oh ohh” he causes me to moan in pleasure at his sudden action He carries on adding another finger and curling them hitting the right spot

“Ohh right there Theo” I breathe

“I fuck… I-I’m s-so close” I struggle and he removes his finger

“THEO!” I groan “Oh sorry you wasn’t finished?” He smirks

“Fine I’m sorry I won’t tease you again” I promise him He winks and kisses me again and I can’t take it anymore

“Please Theo … please?” I beg Theo understands my desperation and climbs on top of me and holds his cock above my entrance sliding it up and down driving me crazy. I look up at Theo and frown and he smiles

“okay sorry sorryyy” he says before sliding himself inside me slowly

“So fucking tight” he whispers As he’s fully inside me, He lifts me up from my hips and starts thrusting slowly inside me and pleasure starting to build up from my core

“Ohh ohhh yes Theo” I moan as he starts building up his pace hitting the right spot every time he grabs hold of his wooden headboard and starts speeding up at a inhuman rate making the headboard bang against the wall with every thrust Curse words leave Theo’s lips as he’s pounding inside me pleasure also filling him

“I’m cl-oose” I stutter grabbing the bedsheets into balls inside my fists

“Come for me Y/N” and at his words I release for the first time in months shaking and twitching from the indescribable sensation possessing my body, moaning at the feeling Theo follows after me releasing his warm load deep inside me huffing and panting collapsing by my side.

“That was …. amazing Y/N” Still unable to talk I nod and he slides his arm under my bed pulling me close to him.

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“How long has Isaac been” he gulps not wanting to ruin the atmosphere “hurting you” he continues

“ a while now” I frown

“Why have you been putting up with him Y/N?” He sympathises

“I’m too scared and he..he’ll hurt me I-if I leave, he’s told me so” I stutter feeling teary at the reality

“Listen to me Y/N no one and I mean NO ONE is EVER gonna lay a finger on you, not even Isaac” he vows

“You’re gonna go over there later and you’re gonna break up with him” he instructs

“No-no I can-t he ” I start to panic

“Shhh” he holds me close “He’s not gonna hurt you, I won’t let him” he re assures me and I thoughtfully nod Theo makes me feel safe and I know he won’t let anyone ever hurt me again I hold him close and he holds me tighter in his arms making me feel like I’m floating in warm fluffy clouds and slowly and swiftly sleep overcomes me……


AN: okay so I know my writing is kinda lame this is like my 3rd imagine but if you enjoyed this please show some love and if you want a part 2 let me know because some shit is about to go down when Isaac finds out :0s

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anonymous asked:

How about a scenario where one of Coran's experiments go wrong and it ends up turning the paladin's s/o into a child? How do they react/ what would they do?

Hooooo boy, I hope Coran is prepared for the lecture of his lifetime. Paladins are Not Happy.

Also I dunno how old you are imagining them?? You’re saying child, but I raise you “toddler”, like 2-3. Just imagine them each holding a little bab ok I live for this shit.

Coran asking you for help with oddities around the castle wasn’t unusual. The poor man was constantly overworked, trying to keep the old machine working as well as it had back when it’d been originally created, and discovering things about the new planets the team visits. So, as someone who had plenty of free time while the Paladins ran about, you’d gladly offered up your services.

It had been routine so far. Coran was just testing out a few of the samples that Pidge had collected from the last planet the team had passed by, idly poking around the lab tables while you assisted him with anything he could need. It was rather quiet, and your job as sample sorter/secretary was growing a bit tedious and your mind drifted.

Not like you could really take that many notes when Coran would simply mumble things in Altean, scribble something down in his own notebook, and continue with his work. Eventually you began to doodle, lulled by the gentle scratch of your pen across the digital notepad, idly tilting the vial nearest you this way and that in its stand.

An odd noise caught your attention, just beside you. The vial you’d been messing with had begun to shift into an odd, ominous purple from the original light orange it had been, hissing softly like trapped air was trying to escape.

“Er, Coran?” you began, when the vial exploded.

Everything went white. Agony bloomed out from the center of your chest, down to your toes and to the ends of your hair. It surged through you, like an all encompassing flame. Once the white faded, it was blessed darkness.

Coran found you, once he recovered from being thrown backwards, passed out on the ground. Sort of, anyway. It was more like a tiny, two year old version of yourself, wrapped in a bundle of your clothes, tiny chest slowly rising and falling. It was an effort to keep himself from shouting in shock when he saw you lying there, and he’d taken a moment to steady his racing heart.

How… how did that explosion..

Shaking it off, Coran knelt beside you. Slowly, and ever so carefully, he scooped up your frail body into his arms, tucking you close to his side. His hand worried along your neck, rubbing against the tense muscles there, marveling at how small you were. But worrying about how this happened would have to come a little later. For now, his priorities were: clothes, food, and telling the Paladins.

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Anon asked: can you make a theo raeken imagine/smut where the reader starts to hate the pack because since theo came back to town the pack told her to stay away from him/ are overprotecting asf but she finds theo attractive and theo convinces her to go against the pack & she become bad & they become the badass couple of beacon hills - I’m sorry for my english but hope you understood & I also love your page

Word count: 2459

Warning: Contains smut, blood, little bit of violence.

Pairing: Theo x Reader

A/N: Wow I had inspiration for this one! Hope you like it and thanks for the request!

The pack had warned me. I had been warned on numerous occasions, I couldn’t come near him. I didn’t have the right to be in his presence. He was dangerous, a threat, and I was in danger.

They were repeating it a lot and at the beginning I listened to them. I avoided being in the presence of the threat as best I could. I was doing my best. But I couldn’t chase away the emotions that roamed my body when I saw him, when I thought about him, his face, his eyes, his lips, imagining his hands on my body…

Theo Raeken.

I had done everything to avoid him, but he was the one who stick me when I was separated from the group. He had waited for the right moment, the perfect opportunity to isolate me in the locker room of the school, my back sticking against the lockers, him in front of me, hands on both sides of my head, his face so close that I could feel his hot breath against my lips. So close, I was dying to cross the meager distance that separated us to eat his appetizing mouth. I knew I couldn’t, I had been forbidden, and the pack had even become hyper-protective towards me. There was always someone with me. But not today. And he knew it. He also knew the obvious and burning desire I had for him and according to Stiles who hated him bitterly, Theo would use my feelings against me. Against the pack. But there, his body pressed against mine in the empty dressing rooms, the sound of our breathing being the only perceptible sound in the silence, it didn’t jump to my eyes. He was devouring me with his eyes.

“You’re so beautiful, Y / N. Why are you hiding? Why do you stay the little wolf with the broken leg that drags out of Scott’s pack? Why do you need so much protection?” He whispered softly against my lips.

“Because I’m human,” I answered him just as gently, unable to detach my gaze from his lips.

“Stiles is too, and he’s not followed 24/7,” he added with a smile. That smile that was always makes me melt.

“Well,” I began, my mind empty of all answers. He had a point.

Theo put his hand on my cheek and looked me straight in the eyes.

“You’re strong, you don’t need them, you don’t need their protection. They slow you down, they want to hide your true potential,” he added in a sinister tone that gave me shivers of excitement in the back.

“They say you’re bad …”

“They say a lot of things … because they don’t like me … Scott wants to keep the control on his pack, that’s all he wants, he wants to keep you on a lead, he thinks you’re too stupid to act on your own will,” he continued, advancing a little more toward me. I drank his words like an alcoholic in need. He was right. Scott was stopping me from flourishing. He was keeping me in a cage.

My breath accelerated when I felt his lips resting against mine, magnetised. Theo put his hand on my waist and left the other against my cheek. I opened my mouth to ask for more, I wanted more, I needed more, to feel his skin against mine, his warmth, his smell, I wanted all this to belong to me.

“Let her go! ”

A wolf growl and then Theo was thrown away from me against the lockers. I opened my eyes abruptly to see the scene. Scott had rushed towards Theo, and held him brutally by the throat against the rickety locker. He was strangled and struggled as best he could, his face becoming more and more red. For his part, Scott was angry, his muscles were protruding under his t-shirt and even though he was back at me I could very well imagine the red eyes of the Alpha who was burning with hate.

Without thinking, I rushed at them shouting.

“Leave him alone!” I shouted, scowling at Scott’s back, not letting go.

“Why do you defend him all the time!” He grunted. “He’s evil! A traitor! ”

I stopped beating him, hesitant and then crossed Theo’s gaze who was still struggling. He nodded scarcely toward Scott and I understood.

“What are you doing here Scott … you followed me?”

Scott turned his red eyes at me, angry.

“Well …” He started.

“Why are you following me all the time?” I repeated calmly.

“To protect you!” He added grumbling towards Theo.

“I know how to protect myself!” I added, feeling the anger boil inside of me.

“No you don’t know! You are naive and silly, looks where it led you!” He raised his voice.

For my part, I was shocked by his words. I looked at Theo again. He was right; Scott thought I was weak, stupid and naive. And I was going to prove him wrong.

I backed up without saying a word and grabbed a Lacrosse stick that was dragging on the floor. I hesitated for a moment, my heart pounding, but the rage blinded me. He didn’t like me. I wasn’t weak!

It was on this thought that I pushed as hard as I could the stick behind Scott’s head, which was thrown a few centimeters on the ground, thus releasing Theo who looked at me with amazed eyes, coughing. But Scott already started to get up again, angry, so I that time I didn’t hesitate and ran to him to knock him over and over with the stick until his face was covered in blood. The rage was burning my muscles and controlling my body. Then I ran to Theo, helped him get up and ran away from the locker room without a glance at Scott.

We were in Theo’s car, who was driving us to his hideout to make us safe. For my part, I was looking at my hands full of blood since we were in the car, my breathing jerky and fast, a buzzing in my ears. What had I done? And above all, why didn’t I feel guilty? The guilt would have consumed me and made me cry, but I didn’t feel anything.

"What does it do? ”

I turned to Theo who glanced at me, satisfied, while keeping an eye on the road.

“What does it feel like to be finally free and powerful? How do you feel after you have demolished the face of your alpha? ”

I held his gaze and felt a naughty smile stretching my lip.


It had been several weeks since I had joined Theo and left Scott’s pack. Chaos broke out everywhere in the city, fires, deaths, blood flowed afloat. And I still couldn’t feel guilty. I had Theo by my side, I felt strong, powerful, invincible and above all, I no longer felt constrained to Scott’s stupid regulations. Don’t kill? Death is natural and violence is in the nature of the human being. I had nothing to do with Scott and the others. My alpha was now Theo.

I was waiting for Theo’s return, sitting in the car when my door opened and I was forced out of the vehicle before landing painfully on the ground grunting in pain.

“At last we find you, traitor!” Growled a voice that wasn’t unknown to me. Malia.

I wanted to get up, the rage bubbling in my body, but she put her foot on my face to stop me.

"Gently …” Another voice began. Scott, of course.

“ Why? She killed and massacred many people!” Malia added.

"She had to be controlled by Theo,” Stiles said.

An inhuman laugh shook my whole body followed by a dark silence.

“You’re so stupid, no one controls me,” I mumbled. “ This is who I am. ”

“Then you’re better dead!” Malia grunted, catching me by the collar to get me up to her height. It was the perfect moment, so I took the knife out of my belt and sank it into her stomach. I saw the light of her blue eyes slowly extinguish and her eyes darkened as she let go of me to put her hand on her bloody wound. I took advantage of the general consternation to place two fingers in my mouth and whistle as loud as I could, alarm between me and Theo. Immediately, my alpha came out of the shadows and jumped into the melee close to me, a smile at the corner of his lips.

“Well,” he began before putting his arm around my waist.

“Theo …” Scott spited as he pulled out his claws while Stiles was with Malia.

“Tut tut tuut …” Theo whispered. “You’re not strong enough, Scott. You are no more than the shadow of yourself. Your little protégé will not come back and you will never control her again. She’s mine,” he finished, ferociously pressing his lips against mine. I groaned with pleasure opening my mouth and our tongues danced for a moment in a passionate ballet, temporarily forgetting our enemy who were facing us.

“Come on, darling, finish the work so that we can continue this,” he finished as he heads for the car, grabbing my butt as he passed with his powerful hands. I smiled and then turned back to Scott, who was staring at me with tears in his eyes.

“Y / N … please, listen to me …”


Scott didn’t have time to react and felt on his knees, with his hand on his stomach, blood flowing from the bullet I just shoot. I had no regrets.

“I don’t have to listen to you. You’re no longer my alpha,” I finished before getting into the car. Theo made the tires crunch and we left the parking lot.

“Are you hurt?” Theo asked me, glancing at me as he drove.

I looked at my bleeding elbow, the only physical wound I had.

“No,” I replied.

“It was really sexy …” He added, licking his lips. “When you put them down like that, the guilt on their faces. It was … exciting. ”

I stared at him for a moment before approaching him like a cat, as sensually as possible while licking my lips, hungry.

“How exciting?” I asked  before putting my hand on his crutch, which was already starting to get hard when I had barely touched it.

He took his eyes off the road again for a moment to plunge his gaze into mine, burning with desire.

"Incredibly exciting. I wanted to take you there, in front of them, and fuck you until you were no longer able to stand on your feet. Until you cry and beg me to let you come. ”

My hand squeezed his crutch making him grunt. He couldn’t touch me, he had to keep his hands on the wheel, and I knew that it was a frustration to him, to the highest point. I continued to stroke his erection over his pants, first gently to raise the pressure, then more and more brutally, making him growl every time. Feeling that he appreciated the treatment, I undo his belt and jeans button before descending his zipper and releasing his privacy from the tissue barrier that imprisoned him.

“Fuck, Y / N …” Theo muttered, closing his eyes for a moment. He wasn’t at the end of his surprises.

I leaned over him and lowered my head until my mouth was a few centimeters away from his reddened cock, not moving for a moment in order to raise the sexual frustration. Then I gave a chaste kiss before licking his cock which made him groan. Satisfied by his reactions, I didn’t wait any longer and began to suck him. First from the base to the bottom, then taking it all in my mouth while my hand kneaded his testicles still trapped in his underwear, creating extremely erotic sucking sounds. Mixed with the many moans that came out of his mouth, the excitement in me rose more and more and I already felt the humidity between my legs, sign of the obvious desire that I had at that time.

Then I felt his hand rest on my head and grab my hair to guide my movements and I let him do it. He kept groaning and grunting for a moment while continuing to move me against his erection, but that wasn’t what I wanted. I didn’t plan to let him come that fast.

I put my hand on his to remove it from my head and raised it to cross his eyes. I smiled and pulled my pants out; I straddled him and put my mouth against his neck, which allowed him to still have a good view on the road.

“Fuck, Y / N, you really want to do it now?”

For only answer I planted my teeth in his neck, strong enough to cause him pain but not enough to cause bleeding. I packed my panties on the side to clear my very wet entrance and took my other hand to place his erection in the right place. Then, before he could say a single word, I lowered on his hard erection while groaning in his ear.

“Fuck you’re so tight,” he grunted in a hoarse voice and I felt the car zigzagging for a moment.

“And you’re so big,” I answered, licking his earlobe, satisfied. I began to move, first slowly, from top to bottom, still irritating him a little. But I wasn’t entirely satisfied and I didn’t intend to stop there.

I retired almost entirely before I plunged again, very quickly and hard. I felt the tip of his erection bump the wall of my inside and I groaned hard enough against his ear, which caused the car to zigzag again.

“Fuck Y / N!” Theo repeated with a pleasure grunt.

I continued my movements, fast, jerky, powerful, while continuing to groan his name. I knew he was dying to touch me. To take me, to punish me, to slap my ass. And to have the control was exciting me even more.

“I’m close …” He mumbled in my ear. I was close too.

“Me too ah …”

A few moments later Theo came in me and I had a very satisfactory orgasm that left me panting, still sitting on him. Then, after giving him a quick kiss on the lips, I left him to return at my seat, a satisfied smile on my lips.

“Y / N …” Theo began without looking at me, smirking.

“Yes sweety?” I asked him seductively.

"Wait a little until we get to the hide-out … you will get your punishment.”

I put my hand through my hair before answering.

“You’re the alpha…”


aka why the tagline “you can’t save the world alone” is so fucking awesome for justice league.

i’m just. wow. i’m so fucking happy to be getting a team-up movie that not only addresses the stark differences between its members but also emphasizes the importance of teamwork, family and togetherness. it’s not simply “HEY LOOK HOW DIFFERENT ALL THESE PEOPLE ARE WOW HOW WILL THEY EVER MANAGE TO GET ALONG??!?!” it’s literally a story framed around a group of people being inspired by loss and coming together in the face of adversity despite their differences. especially in bruce’s case – it’s been a long time since he’s been put in the position of working together with anyone aside from alfred and now he’s actively seeking out people to help him. because he knows he cannot change things by himself. he cannot do this alone and for the first time in so long he isn’t going to try to do it alone. 

diana’s line, “do not approach alone. we do this together.” is fabulous (i highly suspect she’s saying this to barry after he admits – in a moment that both made me giggle and broke my heart a bit – that he doesn’t know how to fight.) these people are different, have different backgrounds and viewpoints and strengths and weaknesses but they are still here to work together above all and i’m just so taken aback at how present the themes of hope are in this movie already.

“all of us are held back in some way.” just fuck me up. victor’s struggle with his humanity, barry’s loneliness and inexperience, arthur’s hesitance, diana and bruce’s slowly reemerging faith fueled by superman’s death. 

anyway my point is this movie seems to be approaching the team situation in a way that is very unique to the genre of comic book movies and i couldn’t be more excited. 

I Forgive You

I forgive you for hurting me
I forgive you for loving me for seven years, only to break my heart
I forgive you for breaking my heart in the most devastating way
I forgive you for cheating
I forgive you for ignoring me, for never even calling to break up with me
I forgive you for emotionally abusing me for all those years
I forgive you for taking all my pain, weaknesses, & insecurities & using them against me
To tear down my already limited self-esteem
I forgive you for constantly lying
For constantly making excuses
I forgive you for using me
For walking all over me
I forgive you for manipulating my love for you into putting up with so many problems
So many red flags
I forgive you for insulting me
For publicly humiliating me time and time again
I forgive you for saying such hurtful, scarring things like, “How do you think it makes me feel when one of our friends looks at a girl SMALLER than you & says she’s too BIG for them?”
I forgive you for wasting all of my time
I forgive you for tainting every good memory of my life over our years together with your betrayal
I forgive you for having no remorse
I forgive you

What I can’t forgive is myself
For putting up with you
For putting up with your intolerant, judgmental, & dysfunctional family
For always taking you back whenever you’d cry your eyes out to me because I never wanted to hurt you
For sacrificing my own happiness to stay in an unhealthy relationship to make you happy
For giving you a place to live when you needed it, rent free for 5 years, and never thinking that you were using me
For keeping the pain of our problems inside because I was too embarrassed to tell anyone, even my closest friends, because I knew they’d all judge me for not leaving you
For not having any self-respect
For never listening to other people’s concerns about how you treated me
For still dwelling on our relationship & the pain you’ve caused me after all these months
For not learning these lessons sooner
For not loving myself

Because that’s what it all boils down to, right? I didn’t love myself when I loved you.


But I love myself now. More than ever.

I love the person I’ve become
Stronger, smarter, more resilient, happier…

So, thank you.
Thank you for being weak enough to lie & cheat
Thank you for being a coward & never calling me to end our relationship
Thank you for hurting me in a way I could never have even imagined hurting you
Thank you for making me realize what a wonderful, deserving person I am

I’ve learned & I’ve grown so much. And now I know what I won’t put up with in my next relationship.

Thank you for setting me free for the guy out there who actually deserves me. I can’t wait to give him all the love I have bottled up inside of me that I would’ve wasted on you.


(GIF is not mine, but I adore it) 

Requested: No! But the new trailer gave me so many ideas!

Warnings: Fluff, Angst. 


Everything has happened so quickly. You walked away from Peter for one second to go grab a drink and just like that your feet were dangling in the air, a tight metal arm wrapped around your waist.

 When you let out a blood curling scream the gymnasium became silent–and everyone looked your way. You struggled, making your heels fall off and hit the tile floor with a ‘clank’–and Peter looked at you helplessly, unsure how to exit without ‘Vulture’ noticing.

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rp sentence starters using lines from r.h. sin’s work , whiskey words and a shovel I 
part one / part two / part three

“ you’re always coming back. ”
“ you fear you’ve been replaced. ”
“ it was your love that caused all this. ”
“ it was you that made me this way. ”
“ suddenly, being heartless was better than being heartbroken. ”
“ we have found ourselves. ”
“ i wish changing my heart was as easy as changing my mind. ”
“ and they wonder why the good know so much pain. ”
“ the snow makes the cemetery look alive. ”
“ the heart takes too long to figure out what the mind already knows. ”
“ i learned to live without you. ”
“ just a funeral held in memory of the person i was. ”
“ you deliberately destroyed me. ”
“ what was there to love? ”
“ i now know that i was in this alone. ”
“ i find myself pretending to be fine. ”
“ my smile is usually a mask. ”
“ you’ll think i’m weak. ”
“ it’s easier said than done. ”
“ you’re always alone whenever real shit occurs. ”
“ all of this is all of nothing. ”
“ you’re full of pain, but filled with fight. ”
“ the idea of getting married scares me. ”
“ i have nothing more to offer than myself. ”
“ i don’t really recognize the person i’ve become. ”
“ a year can change a lot. ”
“ you no longer deserve my thoughts. ”
“ i am ashamed for having given in to your pleas. ”
“ i want to dance with you. ”
“ my spine has been weighed down by a life of despair and disappointment. ”
“ how brave it is, to love completely. ”
“ i’ll try for you, because you’re worth it. ”
“ sometimes nightmares are people. ”
“ being alone brings me closer to peace. ”
“ you’ve become like a prison. ”
“ i’m planning ways to escape you. ”
“ i remember everything i don’t want to. ”
“ i struggle to comprehend your inability to love me as much as i loved you. ”
“ you’re relying on a broken mirror. ”
“ i’ll rebuild without you. ”
“ loving you meant that i didn’t love myself. ”
“ tomorrow will be even harder. ”
“ i’ve accepted my fate. ”
“ you took what you wanted. ”
“ i am trying to find myself under the rubble of my own heart. ”
“ i’m tired of pretending it doesn’t hurt. ”
“ i was wrong about you. ”
“ the truth always rises to the surface. ”
“ they’ve gotten what they wanted from you. ”
“ heartache made me so fucking unforgiving. ”
“ in you, lives a love that most people won’t be able to comprehend. ”
“ they’re no longer good for you. ”
“ you can’t find love in places filled with hate. ”
“ who will understand my scars? ”
“ i just want to stop thinking about you. ”
“ i hope those lies burn your lips. ”
“ i barely recognize myself anymore. ”
“ my most dangerous habit is overthinking. ”
“ this was never meant to work. ”
“ i’d like to learn you. ”
“ i’d like to love every part of you. ”
“ you struggle to fit in places where you don’t belong. ”
“ you’re only here because your friends wanted to go. ”
“ love me when things are bad. ”
“ love me through my imperfections. ”
“ never apologize for burning too bright. ”
“ i was willing to drown for them. ”
“ shallow compliments have no meaning. ”
“ i yelled because i actually cared. ”
“ i only argued with you because i gave a fuck. ”
“ i should have been a bit clearer about what i was asking for. ”
“ no one wants to be alone. ”
“ there is loneliness in being with the wrong person. ”
“ and i continue to burn. ”
“ it hurts like hell. ”
“ i accept you as you are. ”
“ you’re still beautiful to me. ”
“ you were only meant to be temporary. ”
“ slowly, death crept up behind me. ”
“ holding onto you was killing me. ”
“ i nearly lost my damn mind. ”
“ i can love you, but only from a distance. ”
“ some people are more lovable when they’re not around. ”
“ you’re a sinner, i’m your accomplice. ”
“ a moment of weakness doesn’t define your strength. ”
“ i won’t miss you. ”
“ one day you’ll understand. ”

Love Triumphs Part 27: Heartbreak

Jared Padalecki x Reader

1250 Words

Story Summary: AU (I love Gen, and love her with Jared.) Jared and Gen have split up, but are still friendly. You, the Reader have recently started acting on Supernatural, and have fallen in love with Jared. Both of you get hate due to the fact that you are much younger than he is.

Catch Up Here: Masterpost

Warnings: As you can see from the title not the fluffiest chapter

“Y/N.” He sighed, and your heart froze at the tone behind his words. It was like your worst nightmare coming true, and you had no idea why anything was happening. “I think we need to talk.”

Those were not words anyone wanted to hear. Never a good thing for a relationship, and you felt your legs turn to jello underneath you. Bracing yourself against the counter, you stared up at him, your face pale. “What’s wrong Jared? You’ve been acting distant all day.”

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Title: A Picture

Y/N can’t help but think about her boyfriend Tom, who is at the other end of the world to film a movie. Words: ~ 900

A/N: Just a little imagine I wrote today. And again, sorry for being so damn inactive lately. School is just so tiring…


My university teacher was probably explaining something very important at the front of the huge room. I only saw his mouth open and close while he talked but somehow the words didn’t reach my mind.

There was something blocking my head and I knew exactly what it was. It was Tom, who was currently filming a movie in Canada. My boyfriend had left a couple of days ago and I still hadn’t adjusted to the boring daily life without him and his godlike body.
My thoughts didn’t stop circling around him, his soft voice and his adorable laugh.

I missed him so much.

I was constantly wondering what he was doing at the moment, checking my watch and calculating the time in his time zone. It was now 1.30 pm, which meant that it was 6.30am at his location right now. Knowing that this was the time for him to get ready for the day, I tried to recall his rough morning voice and that loving look in his eyes when he pulled me closer into his warm chest before peppering my face with sweet kisses.
What was he doing right know…?
He was either having breakfast or a shower…

A shower! God, of course my brain had to fill my sight with mental pictures of him leaving the bathroom with a loose towel covering his hips. And then, the time when he was eager to save some water, which wasn’t even a week ago. It had been completely innocent at first but turned to a very heated make out session with the cold water running down his hot body.
I rubbed over my face with one hand when I noticed the heat rushing to my cheeks at the mental sight of my naked boyfriend.

I pulled my phone out of my pocket, the usual morning message from my lovely boyfriend on the screen: “Morning, love. 💕🌹 I hope you had a great day so far. 😊”
Usually I would text him back something sweet, showing him how much I missed him. But right now I just needed a picture of him. “Tommy, stop whatever you are doing and send me a picture of your beautiful face RIGHT NOW.”

One look at the clock told me that there weren’t many minutes left until the lecture ended and I could finally go home. Pretty soon I felt my phone buzzing against my tigh but then the lecture ended and people started standing up and leaving the room. So I mirrored their actions, trying to forget that Tom had send me a picture. But as soon as I left the university I made my way to the park nearby before I finally checked my phone.

It showed me a picture of my half naked boyfriend, his hair wet and his lips formed into a cocky smirk. Heat rushed to my face while I examined the picture, my heart excitedly pumping in my chest. I searched for a bank to sit on, already feeling myself getting weak. Only seconds of staring at my phone later I got a face call from Tom.

“Hi, darling. You good there?”, Tom wanted to know when I was greeted by his happy expression. I melted just by hearing his voice and seeing his wet, messy hair. The only difference from the picture was the black shirt that was now hiding his body from me. “Jeez, I miss you even more now.”, I admitted before I playfully rolled my eyes and his heartwarming laugh filled my ears.
“I miss you, too. It’s horrible.”, he mumbled, suddenly his expression changed into a sad one. “You’ll get a thousand kisses when you get back!”, I promised and he nodded with a smile. “Oh, you don’t even want to know what I will do to you when I get back.”, he warned with a smug smile, blood rushing up to my face, “I’ll kiss every single millimeter of your body and I will do it so slowly you’ll start screaming and begging for more.”
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath when my brain processed his words before I squeaked quietly, “Tom!”

Suddenly Harrison appeared next to Tom, a grin on his face and I was sure he knew every single detail. From Tom’s morning text to Tom’s last words.
“By the way, after he came out of the bathroom Tom took off his shirt again and wet his chest before he took the picture so it looks like he just came out of the shower.”, he laughed and his face left the screen as fast as he had popped into it. “I DID NOT.”, Tom objected with wide eyes but now that his hair was way shorter I could see the tip of his ears turning into a deep shade of red.

“Busted.”, I laughed but Tom shook his head violently. “He’s just trying to embarras me.”
“I’M NOT. And as much as it breaks my heart, we’ll have to go to work now.”, I heard Harrison’s voice, causing Tom to sigh. “You heard the man. I gotta go. I miss you so much, darling.”
“I love you.”, I forced a smile, trying to ignore the fact that I didn’t even know when I would see him again. “I love you, too… and I think you should stay awake this night. I’m gonna call you.”, he said firmly and without giving me the time to respond, he stopped the call.

This was going to be a long day.


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We don’t believe what’s on TV - Chapter 13

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Resume: I had an ordinary life, or that’s what I wanted to believe. I lost myself in the TV series that I listened to forget the normal boring life. What I didn’t know, however, was that my life would change completely overnight.

Finding myself in 2013 at Beacon Hills County.

This will be a Stiles x Reader but only further in the story

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In this chapter: The plan failed, but I can’t stop now. It’s not over. It’ll never be over.

Word count: 1525

A/N: None of the gifs or picture are mine! Don’t worry next chapter will be longer!

“She tried killing you.” Allison muttered, her jaw clenched and tears in her eyes. I had taken a little distance from Scott to allow him some privacy in his discussion with Allison and anyway I had to try to regain strength. The pain in the heart had hit hard this time and I was still feeling a taste that didn’t want to leave me. My head was turning and my leg was burning. And I had nothing to put on the wound.

“Uh, yeah…”

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I’ll tell you everything, okay? I’ll tell you anything that you want to know, but right now…”

“Just tell me why.”

There was no time for this discussion. Scott had to go looking for Boyd and Cora as quickly as possible, otherwise there would be innocent victims. And for my part, I had my own victims to save.

“I couldn’t. Allison, I couldn’t let that be the last memory that you had of her.”

I walked limping towards them, ready to break their moment if needed when Derek returned with Erica’s body in his arms. I closed my eyes, turning away my head. I knew what look he had, the look of a father who had lost his child. And that was exactly what had happened.

They continued to talk, to draw up a plan to pursue them, but I couldn’t wait any longer. I had to go to the pool hoping it wasn’t too late. But I couldn’t go with them, they had their own mission and I couldn’t intervene. So, without saying anything, I walked towards Scott and took his cell phone. He looked at me with interrogations.

“I’ll give it back to you right away,” I said, opening it and looking for the number. I went into the texts space and wrote a simple but powerful message.


And I handed the phone back to Scott.

“Go ahead,” I mumbled. “I’ll get back by myself.”

“Y / N …” Scott began by laying his hand on my shoulder. “We’ll have to talk about it when it’s all over.”

I smiled at him sadly.

“It’ll never be over.”

They left shortly afterwards and it wasn’t long before I heard the famous sound of the car engaging near the door. I left the bank, still limping, feeling suddenly very weak and tired. But I couldn’t stop now. There was no time to loose.

“Scott?” A well-known voice anxiously made but his face lost all expression of kindness when he saw me. “What are you doing here? Where’s Scott? ”

“I sent you the message,” I said quickly as I walked around the car to reach the passenger seat. “Let’s go.”

“Wow,” Stiles said, raising his hands. “You send me the message? You know I went off at top speed, I could’ve died on the road and you… ”

“If we don’t leave now people will die!” I said abruptly as I opened the door and went up into the jeep without waiting for his answer. Stiles had no choice and went up in his car, casting an unconvincing glance at me.

“So what’s the emergency.”

“You have to go to the pool.”

“You want to swim? That’s your emergency? I don’t have time to play marco polo.”

“No you… darn! Because we have to go! You have to trust me Stiles. I know you’re suspicious, you hate me and you can hate me as much as you want after but for now we have to go to the pool! ”

Stiles thought for a moment without looking at me. He fixed the void and finally start his engine.

“I don’t hate you,” he whispered and went down the road. “Which pool?”  He added.

“Uhm,” I started. I had no idea. I watched the flashing hour as I felt the panic rising. We were going to arrive late. “Call Lydia,” I murmured. “She must already be there.”

Lydia immediately answered the phone and as Stiles was driving he handed me his cell phone, which I pressed against my ear.

“Stiles? I was about to call you! ” Lydia said, panic in her voice.

“It’s Y / N. Lydia, tell me where you are.”

“I …” She began, her strong breathing in the handset. “The public pool…”

She gave me the exact location that I repeated to Stiles and hung up after telling her that we were coming. I knew we were too late. He was dead and I couldn’t save him. But I had to be clear and prove to Stiles that the danger was imminent. He had to see the corpse to make the connections between the victims.

The ride was silent. We arrived shortly afterwards and got off the jeep, where Lydia was waiting for us.

“Lydia? Lydia? Lydia, are you okay?” Stiles ran to her as I limped behind him.

“I’m okay. That, over there, not okay.” Lydia pointed at the corpse, which I avoided looking at, placing my hand on my mouth. There was blood everywhere. I think I was never going to get used to it.

“Yeah, all right. I’m gonna call my dad.”

“I already called 911.”

“You called the police before you called me?”

“I’m supposed to call you first when I find a dead body?”


“Anyway, it was Y/N who called me first, I was about to do so.” She added by hugging her arms against her and Stiles glanced at me before taking his cell phone and contacting Scott.

“Are you sure?” Scott said.

“Yep. Throat ripped out, blood everywhere. It’s like the frickin’ shining over here. Two little twin girls come out of the woods, start asking me to play with them forever and ever, I’m not gonna be surprised.”

I would laugh at his reply if I didn’t want to throw up. I arrived too late, it was horrible. I knew I wasn’t going to save anyone, so why was I trying? Hope? The fact that I had nothing to lose?

“Can you get a little closer to make sure it was them?”

“Make sure it was them? Scott, who else is going around ripping throats out?”

If only I could tell him.

“Please just do it.”

Stiles sighed as he lowered his cell phone and approached the corpse. I grimaced at seeing him do, wondering how his stomach held out, especially him who was fainting as soon as needles and blood were nearby. He approached and saw the ring of purity, a sign of virginity which the dead man wore on his bloody finger. He confirmed the scene to Scott on the phone before hanging up and I limped up to him to pull his sleeve. He turned to me raising his eyebrows and my heartbeat accelerated and became a little louder.

“We have to go …” I tell him by swallowing. If time didn’t press so much I would probably have admired his eyes for hours.

“Go where?”

“In the reserve, the forest …” I added, lowering my head and pulling his sweater. Why didn’t my heart calm down?

“Why?” He asked. He asked too many questions, time was running too fast!

“Because we have to go!” I told him a little too aggressively, causing him to step back.

“Not until you give me an explanation. How did you know? ”

“For him?!” I said pointing the corpse. “Lydia knew too and you don’t suspect her!”

“I’ve known Lydia since my childhood! And you get out of nowhere!” He added. It was unusual to see him angry and since his anger was directed towards me my legs became weak.

“Uhm guys …” Lydia started.

“Why don’t you trust me?” I shouted as I felt the tears burning my eyes.

“Because you hide things from me! How do you know so many things? Why do you want to go into the forest? Tell me! ”

“Because the next victim is about to die there!” I cried out and immediately regretted my words.

"Finally, you can pay.”

The pain struck me again. It was the first time it’d hit me twice in such close intervals and I was already feeling extremely weak. I fell on my knees and grabbed my throat. I felt a liquid rise in my larynx and leaned in time to spit blood, while the poisoned burn continued to cling to my heart with its sharp claws and sharp thorns. It was worse than all the other times. I was almost choking in my blood, I would rather die than experience this pain.

“Y / N!” Stiles’ voice was only an echo in my skull. I saw him kneel beside me in a fog of pain and closed my eyes strongly, praying for it to be over soon, but I spat blood again.

“What’s happening to her?”

“I’ll take her to the hospital! Help me to…”

“The … forest …” I mumbled between two difficult breaths. I was suffering martyrdom and I didn’t want it to be for nothing. I had spoken too much, again. And I wanted for once to be useful. To save a life.

In the next chapter: Finally some hope. Finally.

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Warning: This contains sex. If you are uncomfortable with this topic, please do not read this.

Masterlist linked in bio.

Something is different every time I come home.

It feels different, like the air surrounding the constraints of my house is building up an extreme amount of pressure around me. With every step I take I feel as if I’m being pushed back, and every step forward ends up a battle between my body and my heart.

There was a time where I believed this was because the hours of the day felt longer and I pushed my body past its limits. Coming home felt more like a chore for me, because my nights consisted of extra work at the office and a nearly one hour drive back home.

But the more I’ve tried to figure out why there was an uneasy feeling in my chest and a pit in my stomach whenever I walked past the front door, I’ve began to realize that it wasn’t the long hours or the agonizing drive back to town that made my home feel different.

It was Y/n. She’s different.

She isn’t here with me anymore. I often find myself feeling alone, resorting to bottles of wine or champaign to keep me off the brink of insanity. She used to always be with me, I can’t remember a time she wasn’t by my side. She was everywhere I turned, with her hand in mine, lips against my skin, her soft voice muttering the three words that consumed our relationship.

Those times when she was there for me, it was almost strange for us to not be together. We were a package, there was barely anything that was “I” anymore, it was always a “we.” And that was something that began to scared me. I was unappreciative of love, unappreciative of affection and the feeling a woman had given me. I was so immune to the euphoria it gave me that I had moved onto other things. I put my love life second.

She was never a first choice to me anymore. She was in the back of my mind, pushed far away from the life I was living. She could tell I was disconnected from the relationship we had, but she kept telling me she knew I loved her and that I was completely blinded by ignorance. She refused to leave until I told her I didn’t love her anymore.

I didn’t tell her that. I couldn’t.

It took me months for reality to hit—when I started feeling lonely and misplaced. I needed her, I needed what she had given me. It kept me sane, it kept me grounded. She gave me a set of direction, to know where to end up by the day’s end. Without her, there really is no start of a new day, or an end of a night. Every day is the same, and there was no sense of time.

Nothing moved without her.

I frown as I’m greeted with silence and complete emptiness. A place where I used to feel comfort and love has turned into a place that makes me feel anything but whole. It’s as if a part of me evaporates and every inch of me feels cold and numb.

If I were to just make her understand how wrong I’ve been, maybe the hurt in my heart and the squeezing in my chest would disappear. If she would to just greet me at the door, the way she always had upon my arrival, maybe the parts of me that died along with my relationship would begin to feel whole again.

But I never know what to say to her. I never know what to do. Because even though the both of us live in the same square feet, reaching out to her is as hard as ever. And it’s all because I never appreciated the times I was able to.

I slowly head to our bedroom, desperate to fight for the woman I had fallen in love with. I’ve waited too long to fix the pieces I’ve broken, and I’m convinced that if I were to waste another night with an empty side to the bed, I would completely break, too.

“Y/n?” I call, slowly opening our bedroom door.

“Y/n, baby, I really have to talk to y—“

I halt when I hear the voice of my love through the bathroom door. Her voice, the delicacy and sincerity of it, filling the increasingly deep spaces around us, almost patching up every crack between us.

"So tell me you’re strong, tell me you see. I need to hear it, can you promise me to keep your eyes open, my love”

My eyes flutter shut, resting my forehead upon the bathroom door, embracing the passion and beauty she always had within her.

To hear her, in such a way that I do now, brought me to a point of emotion I’d never experienced before. Every minute, every second I’ve spent without her is overwhelming me with utter guilt and sadness. She deserves better than me, so much better than me, yet she still hasn’t left me the way I left her.

I’ve always questioned it, why she hasn’t left me. She wouldn’t have had lost much, only the shadow of what once was my greatest and deepest love for her. She held on and never believed I’ve ever stopped loving her. She knew that in the end of all our conflicts, our love would conquer all. She knew that.

"So show me your fire, show me your heart. You know I’ll never let you fall apart if you keep your eyes open, my love”

In my moment of weakness, my shaking fingers grip the door knob to open the door. My love, Y/n, is the first thing I see. If not, the only thing I see. She’s lighting candles around the already filled bathtub, dimly illuminating the darkened bathroom.

Her head whips around when she hears the creek at the door, her once peaceful demeanor now uplifting into happiness when she looks at me.

"Harry!” She smiles softly, placing the lighter that was once held in her hands gently onto the edge of the bathtub. “I made you a bath. I know you’ve been working really hard lately. I taped the football game you missed last night, made the water extra hot, and have a towel out for you.”

I haven’t taken my eyes off of her yet, keeping my gaze right on her beautiful face, desperately hoping she can feel every bit of me craving every bit of her.

“And since you’re picky with the amount of bubbles you like in your bath, I left your favorite scented ones right by the shampoo. Lavender and kiwi.”

My heart melts as she speaks, her sweet consideration and thoughts for me making every inch of my body feel warm.

If there’s one thing about our relationship that has stayed the same through all this time, it’s her heart. It was always the most evident part to her. She genuinely cares and loves for me, always finding ways to make me happy and put me first. And even though I’ve given her nothing but hurt, she still cares for me the way she always had.

“Will you be joining me?” I ask, tilting my head slightly to the side as I look at her t-shirt covered body.

She picks up the lighter again, fiddling with the object between her digits. She presses her her lips crushing together in a straight line, hesitation evident in her lips.

“Oh, um—no. I have a lot of work to do and I’m assuming you want to be alone after yo—"

“Please” I whimper, my voice cracking, not giving a damn if I sound desperate and vulnerable.  

"I—I haven’t held you in a while.” I breathe out, my eyes fluttering shut, taking it everything in me to not run to her right now.

She bites her lip as she looks at me, as if searching for any trace of doubt in me. I need her, I need her back. I need to love her again, need to feel her love on me and feel her heart against mine. I won’t be able to live with myself if I break her away from me. If I don’t let her know how much I need her in this moment, she’ll never know, and she deserves to.

“O—okay. I can join you, then.” she blushes, fingers brushing her hair out of her face and behind her ear.

We both undress until we are both bare in front of each other. And it’s now that I’ve come to realize the beauty of what we are given; everything we are gifted with. I haven’t seen her in such a state in a while, it’s impossible for me to resist myself as my fingers glide against her sides.

“You’re so beautiful, angel” I whisper, pressing my lips against her neck, “such pretty baby.”

She hums, wrapping her arms around my waist as placing her head gently against my chest. I brush my fingers through her hair as I kiss the top of her head, embracing the feeling of her body against mine.

“You should go in before the water gets cold.” she giggles.

I chuckle slightly, maneuvering my body from hers before I step into the bath. The water stings at first, but I quickly get immune to the temperature against my skin. She follows my movements, stepping into the bath and sinking into the water.

Her back is against my chest, her arms laying on top of my legs. I smile softly before I dip my hand into the water and rub it onto her skin. She hisses at the burn, but relaxes once the heat begins to sooth her muscles. Once her skin is covered in water, I wrap my arms around her waist. I place my cheek upon her back, drawing hearts along her abdomen.

Holding her from behind, I begin to move my lips along her damp shoulder. I’m not kissing her, not yet, but exploring every inch of her body with my most loving features.

“Missed you.” I mumble, my lips now feathering light kisses where her shoulder meets her neck. “Been missing you so much.”

Her head lulls back onto my shoulder, a small whine leaving her lips as she grants me more access to her now chilled neck. I kiss along her throat, keeping each kiss on her skin for seconds at a time.

"I’m so sorry, baby” I mutter, “I love you, I always have.”

My throat tightens as a tear slowly falls down my cheek. I hear her suck in a small breath as my fingers brush her chest, over where her heart beats.

"Come closer to me, you’re so far away.”

And both figuratively and literally, I feel her coming closer to me than she ever has before. We were touching, all parts of us meeting again into a loving bliss, and my surrender on keeping her away from me has become a treasure.

I lean closely to her ear, placing my lips upon her skin. My fingers find their way to her clit, the pads of them making slow but pressured circles against it.

She shivers as she moans my name, but quickly recovers after I whisper a raspy "Turn around.”

She does so as slowly as possible. We both know this isn’t urgent intimacy, it’s a time for us to become one, to connect in ways we haven’t in months. It’s a time for our love to resurface to where it belongs.

She grabs my face between both of her hands, lowering her face so that our foreheads and noses are touching. She kisses me passionately, her thumbs rubbing along my flushed cheeks. I grab her hips, lifting her up so that she can sink down on me. We both leave the kiss to moan, our heads back for only the slightest moment before she puts her face against mine again.

She moves her hips slowly, occasionally grinding her hips against mine. My teeth clench together as she slides against me after a couple of moments. Her eyes glisten as she looks passionately into mine, biting her lip as she watches me moan under her pleasure.

She moans, her mouth remaining open as my hips move up to meet hers. I continue to pleasure her as I begin to kiss her again, tongue rubbing against hers and lips mushing together in the most delicate ways. I take my hands away from her hips to her hair, where the hair tie holds every piece out of her face. I let her hair down so that it flows below her shoulders. I admire it for a moment, but quickly gather her hair between the palm of my hand and fingers, almost as if her hair is up again, and pull her neck neck down. She whimpers from the pleasure, her breathing harsh as I suck on every inch of her neck. Her fingers scratch my shoulders, but it’s the feeling I’ve missed ever so dearly.

"I love you. So much. My everything.” I pound into her faster, one hand in her hair and the other on her hips, giving her my all, in the most gentle way I can muster.

“Your everything” she manages to breathe out.

I run my lips against her again, every part of her, from her collar bones to her shoulders, and from her shoulders to the crease of her under arms.

“I’m there” she groans, I’m close.”

She reaches out for my back, and once she does, she slides ever so closer to me. The new position drives the both of us wild, and every part of our will-power disappears even faster than before.

She holds onto me, squeezing me, just like she used to. And she’s closer to me now, closer than I could have ever wished for, and I could never love her more.

Chains (Part 2) // Theo Raeken

Originally posted by teenwolf--imagines

This is Part 2 in a three part series. You can read part one here.

*i can’t remember if theo can hear heartbeats, but if he can’t then he can now ok deal with it

Warnings: swearing

Theo’s POV

The crisp autumn breeze blew as I walked up the front steps towards Scott’s house. I’d received a frantic text from Mason not twenty minutes earlier calling a pack meeting at the McCall residence. I knocked on the door only once before it opened quickly in front of me. As I stepped into the living room, I noticed everyone was already there. The text said 3 o’clock, so I know I couldn’t be late but the way everyone’s head turned slowly to look at me with worry in their eyes made my heart race. My eyes darted to Mason, who stood at the front of the room, palms rubbing together anxiously.

“What is it?” I asked, my voice low and eyes wide. I held my breath awaiting his answer, and as I shifted my gaze to others in the room, they would quickly look away.

“It’s Y/N… she’s gone”, he replied in a whisper. At the moment her name came from his lips, my head felt as though it was spinning. My mouth opened to question what he had said but nothing came out. The breath I had been holding was released and the pace of my breathing from then on was heavy. I looked to him in confusion, wondering as to where she could have gone, and who could’ve taken her there.

Mason recounted what had happened when he arrived at her house earlier that day. The door was left unlocked, the lights were left on, and her car keys were still on the table near the front door. He searched the whole house for her, calling out her name, but got no answer in return. He finally decided to call her phone which lead him to the kitchen table downstairs. Her phone laid on the table along with a few books, but what stuck out the most to him was the papers strewn across the floor, along with the chair pulled out from the table. She’d been there, but where had she gone?

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❛ But what I’m doing now is taking back who I used to be! ❜
❛ I came to save you. I came here to meet you. ❜
❛ I must do whatever the winner of the duels tells me to do. ❜
❛ If it’s for someone you love…how you feel about others doesn’t matter. ❜
❛ You keep lying to yourself for as long as it takes. ❜
❛ I feel it’s hard for me to deal with a place where there are so many people.  ❜
❛ People find it hard to doubt those they’ve fallen in love with. ❜
❛ They can’t even imagine they’re being deceived and used. ❜
❛ I am a doll with no heart… ❜
❛ I thought that no matter what befell my body, my heart wouldn’t feel the pain. ❜
❛ I don’t want to look at the real stars. ❜
❛ You really don’t know what’s happened, do you? ❜
❛ By all means, stay in this cozy little coffin. ❜
❛ No matter where you are, I’ll find you for sure.  ❜
❛ I used to think that sincerity was valuable… ❜
❛ The star that was originally an angel, but chose to become the Devil. ❜ 
❛ If you won’t defend your precious things, people will take them from you. ❜
❛ Believe in miracles, and they will know your feelings. ❜
❛ I loved the look in your eyes when I hurt you. ❜
❛ I suppose you have no choice but to revolutionize the world. ❜
❛ It’s that memory that’s been supporting you up until now. ❜
❛ You stand here before me because of the illusion you’ve created! ❜
❛ At that time, at that place, who was actually there and who was not? ❜  
❛ Eternity means lasting forever, right? ❜
❛ I wonder if the flowers themselves are happy, being forced to last so long. ❜
❛ Eternity doesn’t exist in this world, does it? ❜
❛ It’s just that one could think that a heart that longs for eternity is beautiful. ❜
❛ Do you suppose happiness is something close to us, after all? ❜
❛ What a coincidence. That tea is poisoned too. ❜
❛ I’ve betrayed you all along. ❜  
❛ For a moment…you looked it. ❜
❛ That may be, but we, we are leaving on our own free will. ❜
❛ It’s a big mistake thinking you’re the only one who can turn into a car! ❜
❛ But that’s the sort of person who receives miracles. ❜
❛ Perhaps geniuses are incapable of human emotion. ❜
❛ But was that really such a good idea? ❜
❛ Am I wrong? In the end, you and I are the same. ❜
❛ That’s what allows you to enter the dueling arena!  ❜
❛ Only those with beautiful memories are allowed to wish. ❜
❛ That sort of sacrifice is what is always demanded. ❜
❛ I always thought you were stronger than anyone… ❜
❛ I’m the one who’s always been there in her heart! ❜
❛ Yet I have no problem taking him from you. ❜
❛ You must hate me for what I’ve done. ❜
❛ I want everything to disappear! ❜
❛ It’s like something was stolen from you and made you a coward! ❜
❛ Without a care in the world, flaunting the power you all were born with! ❜
❛ I can’t just ignore everything that’s happened. ❜
❛ What I want is to surpass everything. ❜
❛ I want to become like him. I want power like his. ❜
❛ We should all just hurry up and forget all this. ❜
❛ That’s how the world works. ❜
❛ But sincerity by itself changes nothing. ❜
❛ I’ve taken enough risks to buy the power to change the world. ❜
❛ Dresses don’t go with swords. ❜
❛ Now it’s my turn to go. ❜
❛ This is…this is…I know this! ❜
❛ But…I’ve seen this before. ❜
❛ Why does she fight on? ❜
❛ Don’t you think this is strange? ❜
❛ Somehow, they all start to look the same, and that frightens me. ❜
❛ Girls are…in the end girls are all like Rose Brides. ❜
❛ So don’t be afraid of this world where we’ll meet… _________! ❜
❛ Open your heart and talk to people, and anybody would accept you, I’m sure. ❜
❛ I don’t want the power to revolutionize the world. ❜
❛ Even if I’m not worthy of you, please, be with me for at least this instant. ❜
❛ God made both men and women, because that is the most ideal combination. ❜
❛ I already took mine off. ❜
❛ Because I love him…because I love my brother! ❜
❛  I don’t know what it was, but if something was taken from you, then take it back! ❜
❛ I always thought you were stronger than anyone…and yet now you seem so weak. ❜
❛ I’m the one who’s always been there in her heart! I’ve beaten her in the end! ❜
❛ The way before you has been prepared. ❜
❛ Ancient creatures died and left naught but fossil fuels, like coal and petroleum. ❜
❛ Without that sacrifice, our present energy civilization would not exist.  ❜
❛ I know that you’re the same as myself.  ❜
Belle wanted to believe that everything would be okay, that the Beast would be okay. But as she sat, his head cradled in her lap, she knew time was running out. It had already run out for Gaston, though that had caused her only a momentary pang of regret. He had been a horrible man. While she never would have wished his fate on anyone, she would not bother to waste tears or time on his memory.
The Beast, though, was another story. She didn’t want him to become a memory. She wanted him to stay there, with her, alive and well. She wanted to tell him how much he meant to her. She wanted to tell him how sorry she was for inadvertently sending Gaston to the castle in the first place. Yet looking down at him, she knew that her chance to do that was quickly slipping away. The Beast’s breathing was labored and his eyes were shut tight, the pain clearly overwhelming his body. Softly, Belle reached down and ran her fingers along his cheek.
When the Beast felt her touch, his eyes opened. “You came back,” he said, looking at her with pure love. He lifted his paw and brushed back a lock of Belle’s hair.
“Of course I came back,” she said, trying to fight the tears that threatened to spill onto her cheeks. “I’ll never leave you again.”
The Beast lifted his shoulders in the slightest shrug. Then he sighed. “I’m afraid it’s my turn to leave,” he said, his voice weak.
Belle shook her head. No! she wanted to shout. Fight! Don’t just give up! Not after all we’ve been through. It took me so long to find you. Despite her best efforts, the tears began to fall. The Beast’s head was growing heavier in her lap. As she stared down at him, she felt her heart already breaking. Against the odds, the Beast had shown her true beauty. He had shown her it was okay to be different. He had shown her it was okay to feel lost and made her realize how desperately she had wanted to be found. She had learned that things were not always what they seemed, that people could surprise you. He had given her the one thing she had always longed for—something more. And now? Now he was dying in her arms.
Struggling for words, Belle choked back a sob. “We’re together now,” she said. “It’s going to be fine. You’ll see.”
“At least I got to see you one last time,” he said. As he spoke, his paw dropped from Belle’s hair. His eyes closed. His breathing grew slower, and then it stopped altogether.
With another sob, Belle threw herself over the Beast’s still body. He was gone. And she had never told him she loved him.
—  The Beast’s death scene, from the BatB novelization (requested by anon)

@bluecalligraphy requested this story with prompts 35 and 37. Im working on another one for you too! Feel free to repost, like, and tag me in any posts you’d like love! I hope I did Pietro justice and I hope this is satisfies your Pietro feels! Requests are open! Send me something from my prompt list, or send me something original. 

Originally posted by littlemisssyreid

“Yeah so I’m going to need the day off tomorrow.” I said to Steve praying that he wouldn’t put up much of a fight. Steve stopped his relentless punching on the bag and turned to me. “(Y/N) we have training tomorrow. What’s so important?” He asked. “Im meeting up with one of my old friends. He’s only going to be in town for a couple of days and its been years since we’ve hung out.” I pleaded giving my very best puppy dog eyes. “Fine” Steve sighed. “But your going to need to do an extra hour of cardio” I jumped up and down hugging Steve around the neck. “Thank you!” I shouted running from the room.

The next night I picked out my favorite dress and did my hair. I looked at myself in the mirror trying to decide what shoes to wear. Knock Knock I turned towards my door as Pietro walked in. “(Y/N) I was going to make some pasta did you wan-” He stopped mid sentence as he took in my dolled up appearance. “Hey Pietro” I said picking up my nude heels and slipping them on, “Thanks for the offer but I’m going out tonight.” Pietro cleared his throat and tried his best to focus on my eyes. “Okay” he said his voice shaking. “No problem” he speed out of my room. “That was strange” I thought as I walked out the door to meet my friend.

Pietro’s POV

I speed into my room where Wanda was waiting for me. “How did it go?” she asked standing up to meet me. “She’s going out” I murmured fighting to stay calm. “Oh I see.” Wanda said giving me a hug. “Wanda stop it.” I said. She was making it hard to fight back tears. “Im okay, really. I’ll just go out too.” I said straining to keep my voice steady. Wanda stepped back and looked me in the eyes, her own glowing red. “I don’t think that is a wise idea brother.” She said shaking her head. “Your right. Im perfectly entitled to have some fun tonight.” I said an idea forming in my mind. “That is not what I said and you know it.” She said putting her hands on her hips. “Thanks for all your help.” I said speeding out the door before she had a chance to read my mind. I knew she probably wouldn’t approve, but if (Y/N) could have some fun tonight, then so could I.

(Y/N)’s POV

I walked back into the tower feeling light as air. It felt so good to catch up with an old friend. I was walking down the hall to my bedroom when someone bumped into me. I stumbled forwards into Pietro. “Oh sorry Pietro. I didn’t see you there.” I said looking up at him. I tilted my head up to get a better look at his cheek. “Why do you have a lipstick mark on your face?” I asked, jealously bubbling up inside me. “ Pietro cocked his head to the side, a small smile on his face. “I too went out tonight Princessita.” he said. “That’s great” I said cringing at how fake my voice sounded. “It really is.” I bit my lip trying to keep the strain out of my voice. Pietro’s brow crinkled as he said “Is something wrong (Y/N)?” “No” I murmured.Even though I was looking down, I could feel his eyes scanning my face. Sometimes I felt like both the twins had the ability to read minds. “Stop doing that. Its very suggestive and strangely attractive” He said suddenly, his eyes dark. “Stop what?” I asked, my jealously mixed with confusion. “The lip thing.” Pietro said his breathing heavy. “Stop it.” “Why?” I asked. Confusion giving way to anger. “You obviously don’t care about me or my feelings.” I said, meeting his dark eyes with mine. He took a deep breath but his voice was shaky when he spoke. “(Y/N) don’t say that. I care about you very much.” I snorted “Your cheek says otherwise.” I turned to storm off to my room before I broke down. My heart was already throbbing and my legs felt shaky. I felt a breeze fly by me and saw a blue streak before I saw Pietro standing in front of me blocking my path. “Pietro” I began “(Y/N) wait.” he said his were eyes watery but he stood tall. “I was jealous that you went out on a date tonight so I went out too because I didn’t want to seem weak. Im sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you.I just don’t know how to tell you how I feel because every time I see you my words just-” It was my turn to cut Pietro off as I captured his mouth with mine. He reacted quickly but I guess they don’t call him quicksilver for nothing. One of his hands flew around my waist and the other cupped my head, tilting my head up.  I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled on his hair earning a groan. I fought him for dominance but let him win. I pulled away after a few moments. “I didn’t go on a date tonight Pietro.” I whispered threading my hands through his blonde hair. “I went out to meet a friend.” He smiled and re captured my mouth gently biting my lower lip. His hands gripped my waist tighter as he deepened the kiss. He pulled away to whisper “Will you go out with me?” I giggled “Do you even have to ask?” He smiled and met me half way for another kiss.