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thestarsarebrightertonight · 28 days

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skinny dipping // theodore nott x fem reader

playlist: skinny dipping - sabrina carpenter

"itd be so nice right? if we could take it all off and just exist and skinny dip in water under the bridge"

summary: y/n and theo have known eachother their whole lives but when sorted into different houses and fears of unrequited feelings take over , they lose their bond- but not really.

no real skinny dipping just the song LMAO its metaphorical , ravenclaw reader , use of y/n , fluff , childhood friends wtih obvious feelings

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it was just any other weekend on the hogsmeade trip when you heard the barista of the small cafe you sat in call out his name.

"theo!" she said , placing down a black coffee and moving on to serve more people , but you left your eyes burning holes into the cup.

until his hand went to grab it , giving a quiet and dull thanks before moving over towards the tables , where you sat - not noticing you yet.

you quickly moved your eyes away and pretended to be busy when his body turned in your direction , your acting cut off by your name being called in a voice you could hardly recognise.

"y/n?" he said as you looked up to see him stood infront of your table.

you took your time to study his face , he looked so different it was terrifying , he wasnt the same eleven year old boy you were attached to. but you werent so suprised by how he looked , you always watched him from afar.

"hey.." you let out softly , smiling at him anxiously.

it seemed weird to be anxious around your best friend , except you werent really best friends anymore , just two stanger with memories. memories you can never forget.

"we go to the same school but ive not seen you in ages!" he said excited by your appearance.

"really cause i see you everyday" you chuckled as he laughed too , sitting in the chair in front of you.

"yeah well you know i have bad eyesight," he shrugged with a bright grin.

"how could i forget , having to read everything at a distance to you as kids was a daily occurance" you both laughed as you forget all of your past worries.

"no seriously , its really good to see you , i dont know why we stopped talking anyways!" theo smiled.

you sat in silence for a second , you knew exactly why. the second you gained feeling for theodore at the end of first year you immediatly ghosted him for the next 5 years- and here you are now , sitting opposite the boy you never really got over.

"yeah...well how are you theodore?" you gave him your best smile.

"merlin dont call me that , its theo or dory , remember the name you came up with when we were 5!" his eyes sparkled in the nostalgia.

"i still have no idea where i got that nickname from," you both laughed.

"anyways , im okay. i was having a bit of a shitty day but its better now ," he replied.

"oh really , what happened?"

"nothing just boring studying for exams and my friends were all busy, but i guess it was fate that i came in here," he grinned at you as you felt your heart melt. this was exactly why you stopped talking to him , he could make you go crazy and not even know.

"yeah , so you could run into your shy ravenclaw friend you havent talked to in 5 years," you laughed.

"5 years 1 month and 12 days," he said as your laughing ceased, "i counted the days , i....i really missed you."

your whole demanor softened as you watched him stare down at your coffees unable to hold eye contact , "theodore i wouldve talked to you sooner if you said you wanted to talk .i know i kinda iced you out but im always here."

"i know bella , i just guess something changed that day , you...changed," he said softly.

"yeah well you did too theo , not talking was best for us , we needed to grow and be our own people," you reached out to hold his hand , not realising your seperation had effected him.

"i kinda lied when i said i hadnt seen you , i...well i find you every day, to make sure youre okay," he admitted with a maroon blush across his cheeks, "i guess i hoped you looked out for me too."

"of course i did, i still do. just because we dont talk doesnt mean you arent important to me theo."

he stared into your eyes , seeing his sadness begin to fade and be replaced with a fond adoration as you gazed back in the same haze. looking at him in this way didnt help with your unrequited-

"i love you," he whispered never once breaking eye contact.

your jaw dropped in suprise , "t-theo do you mean..."

"i love you and i always have , the day you stopped talking to me i think a part of me died or something. do you not realise how my friends seem to bully everyone but you? how im at all of your quidditch pratices and games? do you not wonder why no guys approach you? they all fucking pity my unrequited pining," theodore dropped his head and let go of your hand , frustration building up.

"theo," you gained his attention as he hesitantly brought his eyes back up to meet yours , "i love you too, more than words could describe. i guess i just thought youd never like me that way so i left you alone. i couldnt deal with my own feeling and i let it out on you im sorry-"

"dont say sorry bella," he said softly as he held the side of your face , tracing his thumb across your cheek softly, "water under the bridge?"

you smiled at him , holding the hand that rested on your blushed cheek , "water under the bridge."

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here-lies-they-ran-outta-luck · 4 months

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HIIII I wanna request something with draco mafoy x reader where he's nervous for him and readers first kiss

Short (Draco Malfoy x Fem!Reader)

Warnings- use of Y/n, kissing, flirting, Fuckboy!Draco, they're cute Word count- 688 A/n- I had a lot of fun writing this and am actually really proud of it, thank you so much for the request, I hope you like it!

“How far have you and Y/l/n gone?” Mattheo says, taking a big puff of his cigarette.

“We- well- we haven't really gone anywhere,” Draco responds, choking a little bit on the fire whisky he was drinking.

“You seriously haven’t even kissed her? That’s a new one for you,” Pansy says, snorting loudly.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Draco asks, putting down his drink and furrowing his eyebrows.

“Well you know how you are with girls,” Pansy replies, shrugging at the blonde.

“Y/n isn’t just another girl though, I don’t want her to think that I’m just using her for sex or whatever,” Draco says, crossing his arms and sitting back.

“But it’s been a month,” Theo says, joining the conversation, “how do you think that Y/n feels knowing that usually you kiss girls during the first week but it’s taken you almost two to kiss her?”

“You guys are being ridiculous, she knows I like her… right?” Draco says, suddenly second guessing his current relationship. Draco spends the rest of the night contemplating how to kiss Y/n. He hasn’t admitted it to anyone but he’s definitely nervous about kissing Y/n, she’s not like all the other girls he’s slept with and kissed. She’s Y/n Y/l/n.

“Good morning Dray,” Y/n exclaims, sitting next to the blonde, “Did you and your friends have fun last night?”

“I think it would have been a better time if I’d been with you,” he replies, giving the pretty girl a smirk.

“Well what are your plans for the rest of today?” The girl asks, blushing at the blonde's comment.

“I thought that maybe you and I could hang out later? Before dinner maybe?” He asks, glancing towards a smirking Mattheo.

“Oh I would love that!” Y/n responds, her face lighting up ever so slightly, then she stands up, “I’m gonna go to Herbology, I promised Neville I’d help him.” Draco only smiles and waves at the girl.

“Please tell me you’re finally going to kiss her,” Lorenzo, Y/n’s best friend says, his mouth full of bacon, “She won’t stop talking about wanting you to kiss her.”

“Does she really?” Draco says, raising his eyebrows, “She knows I like her right?” Lorenzo nods in reply, shoving more bacon into his mouth. Draco smirks looking down at his plate.

Draco being who he is decided he would spend the rest of the day mentally preparing himself to kiss the beautiful girl he’s been pining over since 4th year.

“Hello beautiful,” Draco says, opening Y/n’s dorm room, sitting on the foot of her bed.

“Hello Dray, did you have anything specific in mind?” The girl asks, scooting over so the boy could be closer to her.

“I just wanted to talk to you,” He says after a couple seconds of silence, pulling the girl into his side.

“Talk to me about what?” she replies, turning towards Draco, a look of fear quickly flashing over her features before she masks it with a closed-lip smile.

“You know that I like you right?” He says, pushing a strand of hair behind her ear.

“Well I like you too, Draco,” Y/n replies, giving him a shy smile.

“I really like you, though,” he says, cupping her cheek and pulling her closer to him, “and you’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever met.”

“You’re just saying that,” she replies, laying her head more into his soft palm.

“I can promise you, I am not just saying that,” He says, leaning closer to her, brushing their lips together.

“I think that I want to kiss you,” Y/n says quietly, leaning further into Draco's warm and welcoming lips, putting her hand on his firm chest. He pecks her lips softly before pulling away and leaning back into her, giving her multiple more pecks.

“I’m so sorry I didn’t kiss you sooner, love,” Draco says, pulling away and leaning his forehead on hers, “You mean so much to me.”

“You, Draco Malfoy, are the most amazing guy I have ever met,” She says, closing their lips together again.

#draco malfoy x reader #slytherin boys #lorenzo berkshire x reader #theodore nott x reader #draco malfoy x you #draco malfoy x y/n #draco malfoy fanfiction #draco malfoy #draco x reader #draco lucius malfoy #draco malfoy fanart #harry potter

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suugarbabe · 8 months

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Hi, I hope you’re doing fine❤️ I love your fics! If it’s not a problem i would like to please request Theo Nott + soulmate trope where before the soulmates meet they sometimes throughout the day feel each other’s sensations (I don’t mean feeling, mostly just things like touch, pain, smell, taste) and Theo is kind of an annoying soulmate for the reader because he drinks black coffee all the time and the reader hates it and also he has all these quidditch practices and fights so she often wakes up with bruises and all that? But it’s all lighthearted and fluffy if it’s not a problem haha. Thanks ❤️

soulmate tropes are honestly one of my favorite because you can do so much with it, it's always a fun time.

You slouched in your seat next to Luna at breakfast as the sudden taste of straight black and bitter coffee consumed your senses. You nearly gagged, causing Luna's face to turn to one of soft concern.

"Black coffee again?" You nodded, "Yeah, and ribs are fucking killing me, I woke up with a huge purple bruise on the back of them and my jaw is sore. I swear to Merlin, whoever my soulmate is is about to get a howler from me because this is just ridiculous."

"Blaise and I think we know who it is if you'd like me to share it with you." Luna said it like she asked if you wanted to know who was on the cover of the Quibbler this month. Her ability to discuss anything like it was just normalcy and average never ceased to amaze you.

You stared at her and she just stared back, small smile on her face and a twinkle in her eyes. "Yes, Luna. Please tell me because I need to confront him."

Luna took a bite of her blueberry muffin, "Did you know that the reason why some blueberries are sweet and some are sour is because gnomes actually-"

"Luna!"

"Oh, yes, right. It's Theodore Nott." She says it like it's obvious. Like you should have know this whole time. But now that you think about it, it makes perfect sense. The bruises, the soreness, the smell of broomstick wax that will assault your nose.

You looked toward the Slytherin table in search for sandy brown curls. "He already left for class," Luna's voice cut in to your inner thoughts. "Erm, right, thanks Luna. I'll see you at lunch?" She nodded, "The four of us can sit together. Have a good talk with Theodore."

You thanked her, setting off down the hall toward your first class. Your plan was to search for Theo during your free period, but as fate would have it, you spotted him down the corridor.

You pushed through the crowded hall until you had to practically crane your neck to look up at the man in front of you. You reached out, boldly grabbing his arm, "Theo, we need to talk."

He looked down, slight confusion on his face. "Go on, bruv. I'll see you in class," Blaise gave you a subtle wink before walking off.

You pulled Theo to the side, giving the illusion to yourself that you had some privacy. "Been smelling vanilla lately, Theo?" you crossed your arms as you leaned back against the corridor wall.

Theo quirked an eyebrow, "How did you now that?"

You sighed, "Because that's the scent of my shampoo." Theo placed a hand on the wall behind you, the other gently cupping your face as he leaned down, gently pressing his nose to the crown on your head.

"So what you're suggesting then is-"

"We're soulmates," you cut him off, "and I am seriously angry with you."

Theo scoffed, the hand that once cupped your face now placed on his own hip, "Why? What did I do?"

You lifted your school shirt high enough for Theo to see the deep purple bruise on your ribs. He quickly grabbed your hand, forcing your shirt back down and scanning the hall, making sure no one else was looking.

"Are you mental?" The slight protectiveness in Theo's tone made your stomach flutter. "Are you mental? What happened to you? Get in another fight? Because we're going to have a problem."

Theo chuckled softly, "Well the one you should have a problem with is Bole because he's the one who hit me with the bludger at practice yesterday."

You frowned, "I'll fight the git, where is he?"

Theo couldn't contain the look on his face, "Calm down, anima gemella, we can't both be fighters."

You looked up at his big blue eyes, "Oh, darling. You have no idea what you're in for."

#theo nott fic #nonny bo bonny #theo nott request #theo nott x you #theo nott x reader #theo nott x y/n #theo nott soulmate

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iwritesickfic · 3 months

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An Unmissable Night

New fic! warnings for emeto

Seamus can already hear tomorrow’s blind items - “infamously awful popstar is noticeably absent from his all-too-forgiving boyfriend’s birthday soiree. is their relationship on the rocks? again?!”

He knows why Theo’s not here, and he knows it’s not because their relationship is on the rocks. Theo’s been sick as a dog for the past two days, and there was no way in hell Seamus was going to wake him up to get to his birthday party.

So Seamus is here alone. Not really, all his friends will be here soon, but he still feels like he’s here alone. If so many people hadn’t already been invited he would’ve just cancelled, but it’s way too late for that. He’d so much rather be at home with Theo, puking or otherwise. Pretty much anywhere he is, he'd almost always rather be with Theo.

They’re at a small but incredibly extravagant spot downtown, with maroon velvet curtains and low lights and a mahogany bar. The crowd has only just begun to arrive, and though he said no gifts, a pile of them are accumulating by the entryway.

As he’s grabbing another drink, he hears more than the average chatter from the door. He turns to see Theo, looking incredible in one of Seamus’s cream fisherman sweaters. It’s cuffed at the sleeves so it doesn’t fall over his hands. He’s talking with the bouncer (and a few of the other guests) as he’s taking off his coat, and Seamus almost thinks he’s made a miraculous recovery.

He knows better than to assume Theo showing up means that, though. Then Theo catches sight of him, beaming. Seamus smiles back, and then Theo’s making his way over to him.

“Happy birthday!” he says, and kisses Seamus’s cheek. He clasps his hands loosely behind Seamus’s back, so his arms are around his waist before kissing him again, this time on the lips. Seamus leans back against the bar top, letting himself enjoy this for a moment before making himself acknowledge how feverish Theo feels against him. He lays his palm on his cheek, and sure enough, he’s burning. Still, he’s so happy to see him he can’t quite wipe the smile off his face.

“Feeling better?” he asks, still half hopeful, and Theo snorts.

“No, absolutely not. But I’m fine. Tylenol, Pepto, whatever. You look so goddamn beautiful.” He’s smiling like he’s being completely sincere. Seamus sighs, cupping his hot cheeks.

“Thank you Teddy, but there’s a reason I didn’t wake you up. You should be in bed. Seriously.” He tries to keep his tone admonishing, but it's hard when Theo is between his legs and has him pinned to a bar. And is calling him ‘so goddamn beautiful.’

He tightens his arms around Seamus’s waist, grinning like a devil.

“And miss your birthday?” He asks, and it’s clear he’s putting every ounce of seduction he can into that one sentence.

“Yes. And miss my birthday. You’re…” He tucks some of Theo’s hair behind his ear. “You’re really burning up.”

Theo tucks his face against Seamus’s neck as Seamus wraps his arms around him. They stay that way for a while, and eventually Seamus finds they’re ever so slightly rocking from side to side.

“I don’t think the tylenol is working,” Seamus finally says as they pull apart. His voice is still low. Theo sighs, closing his eyes.

“That would make sense. I threw up like…almost immediately after.”

“Oh, baby…” Seamus is back to stroking his hair. Theo relaxes into his touch for a moment before straightening back up.

“Look, I’m fine. I’m not missing this.”

“Yeah, because it's gonna be such an unmissable night,” he says, even though he knows that's not what Theo means. “I don’t care what people are gonna say,” he finally whispers and Theo’s brow furrows.

“What?”

“If you’re not here.”

Theo’s brows shoot up.

“Oh. I didn’t even think about that.” He pauses, he looks around the room.

“Then… Why do you wanna stay so bad?” This all makes even less sense knowing that the idea has just occurred to Theo. His face softens, almost hurt.

“Because it’s your birthday,” he says, voice quiet. Seamus's chest immediately aches. Part of him feels terrible for assuming it was Theo’s desire for good PR that drove him here, another is guilty for his stupid birthday being the reason Theo’s not in bed where he should be. Instead he's here, burning up a fever, swaying in Seamus's arms. “You don't want me here?” Theo asks, and Seamus cups his cheek.

“Oh my god, of course! Jesus Christ, of course I want you here, Theo. You're just-” he cuts himself off, tucking a bit of hair behind Theo’s ear. The fever heat pouring off him is astonishing. “You're so sick, baby.”

Theo lets out a shuddering sigh and, again, turns his face into Seamus’s touch.

“Don't make me leave, Shay. I wanna stay,” he murmurs, his big brown eyes pleading in the way Seamus can never resist. The hint of a smile has returned, like he knows how irresistible he's being. It doesn't help that Seamus’s thumbs have found their way under his sweater, to the hollows of his hips. Seamus sighs and looks up at the ceiling, as if the strength he needs to send him away is up there somewhere.

Before he can reply, a voice cuts in.

“Sorry to interrupt the love birds but I just wanted to wish you a happy birthday!” It's Elise, one of the assistant engineers from the studio, and Seamus (very reluctantly) breaks away from Theo to return her hug. As they start to talk, Theo catches Seamus’s eye, raising his eyebrows. After a moment, Seamus nods back, and Theo smiles before going off to talk to another of their mutual friends.

Over the next half hour the crowd grows, and Seamus makes his rounds. It feels like an eternity before he finally spots Theo on one of the maroon velvet tufted couches, laughing with a group of a few other people. When he spots Seamus he beams.

“Hey!” he says, resting his hand on Seamus's thigh as he sits down beside him. Seamus's stomach tightens as he feels the fever heat from Theo’s palm. Seamus kisses his cheek.

“Hey, love.”

As the conversation picks back up, he's almost able to forget what's going on, just able to enjoy the company. God, his boyfriend is so funny. God, he's so charming.

Then Theo’s fingers stiffen where they rest on Seamus's leg, and all of that ease disappears. He turns to him, looking very pale, and all of Seamus’s attention snaps to his face.

“I'm gonna go get a drink,” he says, and Seamus can hear the breathless nausea in his voice. “Do you want anything?”

“No, no, I'm ok. Are you -” He takes Theo’s hand as he stands up, shaking his head.

“Be right back,” he says, and disappears back through the crowd before Seamus has a chance to ask him anything else.

Seamus tries to fall back into the flow of conversation, but he can't quite relax.

“Where's Theo? It's been like, 20 minutes or something,” one of his friends finally remarks, and someone else shrugs.

“Bar’s probably super backed up.”

“20 minutes backed up?”

“Know what? I'm gonna go grab something, I'll find him,” Seamus says, standing up and making a beeline for the bar. It's moderately busy, but Theo is nowhere to be seen. Seamus starts to make his way to the bathroom, and when he tries the handle, he finds it's locked. He knocks.

“Sorry, I'm - Someone's in here,” he hears Theo’s voice say, muffled through the door.

“It's me,” Seamus says, and it takes a few moments for the lock to click. He slips inside quickly, only to see Theo bent over the sink, his sweater rolled up to his elbows, flushed and trembling.

“Hey,” he murmurs waveringly.

“Hey, love,” Seamus says. He doesn't need to ask what happened, he already knows. And Theo knows he knows. So instead, he starts to comb his fingers through Theo’s hair, removing the hair tie that's already begun to fall out. He takes his time gathering his hair into as neat a bun as he can while Theo breathes slowly and deliberately. He rests his palm on Theo’s back when he's done. His fever is raging, his whole body shaking.

“So…” Theo swallows thickly, finally pushing himself upright. “So should I go out first, or you? Or at the same time?”

“Same time I think,” Seamus says, and Theo raises his eyebrows.

“Yeah?”

“Why not? Oh god forbid someone think you gave me head on my birthday.”

Theo laughs, sniffling.

“Yeah, I guess you're right.”

“You ready?”

Theo nods, even though his expression says that he's the opposite of ready. They leave together, back out into the party, and Seamus wraps his arm around Theo’s waist, pressing a kiss to his sweaty temple.

“You wanna go sit back down? Or you wanna come with me to the bar?”

“With you.”

They make their way through the crowd, and the bartender is immediately in front of them as soon as they approach, despite the bar being completely crowded.

“Hey, um, do you have anything with, like, ginger in it?” he asks, and the bartender blinks.

“A Moscow mule?” She asks, verging on condescension.

“No, no I mean… Ginger beer? Or grated ginger or something? No alcohol.”

“Well I can make you a virgin Moscow if you want?” She asks, and Seamus nods.

“Perfect. Two of those.”

She goes back down to the other end of the bar to make the drinks, and Seamus turns to Theo. He just stands beside him, breath shaky and intentionally slow.

“I can't wait to give you your present when we get home,” he says, his voice still wobbly. He's forcing himself to smile, and Seamus smiles back.

“I don't know if you're in any state to give me what I really want,” he whispers back and Theo laughs softly, a genuine smile growing now, and presses himself closer. He bites his lip and leans in.

“I thought you like when I gag on it,” he whispers, and it's so filthy and unexpected that Seamus bursts out laughing at full volume, turning a few heads. He quickly tries to compose himself.

“You are fucking disgusting,” he whispers back, his cheeks aching from how hard he's smiling.

“You can't set me up,” he says, and leans in closer, pressing a soft, open mouthed kiss to Seamus’s throat.

The bartender sets down the two copper mugs in front of them wordlessly before walking away and Seamus feels his face flush as he picks them up.

“Thanks,” he calls to her, and Theo laughs again against his skin. Before he can return to their rapidly escalating banter the lights dim, and he hears Happy Birthday begin in about 7 different keys.

Then Theo is singing too, and the crowd parts as someone wheels forth a gigantic birthday cake with about a thousand candles.

He doesn't have to fake his smile as the song finishes. As he blows out the candles the room cheers, and the lights come back up.

He's relieved the only real event of the night is over, because now he's free to leave whenever he wants. And judging by Theo’s fever that's going to be sooner than later.

A server is cutting and passing out cake, and Seamus rubs Theo's back gently. He's holding his mug with both hands, taking tiny sips, his chin quivering.

Seamus gives him a look, and Theo seems to understand because he nods back, his mouth in a tight line.

“I'm gonna go start saying bye, maybe you can go get some air?” He asks, and Theo nods again, eyes closing as he swallows thickly. He gives him a peck on the cheek before making his way back through the crowd.

It's about 15 minutes before he finally makes it back to the front door where Theo is. He's in his coat, leaning against the wall with his eyes screwed shut, cheeks flushed red. It only takes Seamus's thumb brushing his jaw for him to open his eyes.

“Ready?” Seamus asks, and Theo nods, eyes half lidded. Seamus takes his sweaty palm and they walk outside only to be met by the flash of about a dozen cameras and shouted questions.

He hears Theo take in a sharp breath, and he squeezes his hand.

Just before they make it to the car Theo stops short. Seamus is just turning back to see what's the matter when Theo doubles over and vomits into the gutter. The sound of the camera shutters doubles, and Seamus feels awful about it but he practically drags Theo into the car despite him clearly not being finished. The last thing Theo needs are tabloids writing about how he left a bar “hammered” when his sobriety is already a constant topic of speculation.

When they’re safely inside, the driver is prepared with a bag. Seamus just rests his hand between Theo’s shoulder blades not saying a word. The car pulls away, and the flashes of cameras and muffled questions slowly fade as Theo heaves.

When he's finally done they’re on the Manhattan Bridge, and he leans back, still shaking.

“I'm so sorry,” he breathes, and Seamus frowns.

“No, no, no. Stop it. Nothing to be sorry for,” he says as Theo wipes his mouth.

“You're too nice. I'm such a fucking idiot for coming out tonight, I feel like I'm gonna die,” he whimpers, and Seamus kisses his fiery temple.

Theo's arms are wrapped around his stomach, his shoulders tense.

“I'm not going to not be nice. But, yeah,” he teases gently. Theo's head leans down to rest on his shoulder.

“You're supposed to argue and say I'm not an idiot,” he murmurs back. The car goes over a bump and he moans.

“Well I'm not going to lie either,” he says, before pressing another kiss to Theo’s damp hairline.

“I'm gonna make it up to you. With your present,” he mumbles.

“That's alright, it can wait.”

#my writing #sickfic #whump #illness kink #emeto #oc theo #oc seamus #sorry for the formatting #no idea how to do anything on mobile rip

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usermischief · 2 months

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♞Pairing: Steo ♞Characters: Stiles Stilinski, Theo Raeken ♞Tags: slice of life, alpha!Theo, future fic ♞Words: 1754

ao3

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The blaring of an alarm startles him awake. His hand grasps at nothing, and he topples to the right. A noise rivalling the sound of the alarm escapes him. His stomach drops like a stone as the ground comes to meet his face at lightning speed – and then it stops moving, or rather, he does when the arm around his waist tightens and pulls him back on the couch.

Fuck.

It’s too early for his heart to pound as hard as it does right now. Holy shit.

The alarm stops, and Stiles sucks in a breath, craning his neck to check outside. It��s still dark. Why the hell did he wake up to an alarm? It’s fucking Sunday.

Wait.

He squints. “What time is it?”

Theo nuzzles the nape of his neck, scruff scratching the sensitive skin. “8 pm.”

Goosebumps spread across his skin. Stiles shudders at the sensation. He honestly wouldn’t mind if Theo kept doing that for the rest of the day, well, night.

Stiles groans. “I was supposed to call dad before work.” It’s a thing they started doing after everything they’ve narrowly survived in Beacon Hills, especially before the nightshifts, and after Stiles left for college. Knowing he’s spoken to his dad in case of a shift gone wrong makes him feel at ease.

“He called,” Theo whispers against his neck, “told me not to wake you up. Apparently, he’s got a full night of paperwork ahead of him.”

Frowning, he shuffles around until he can face Theo without craning his neck. They’re squished together on Stiles’ couch, almost nose to nose now, breathing each other’s air. Only nine months ago, Stiles was willing to throttle Theo on sight. Now, they’re spending almost every night together, and Theo is answering his calls, apparently. It snuck up on him, slow and steady, and sometimes, Stiles still waits for the other shoe to drop.

And then Theo brings Wedel chocolate and Delicje and his favorite butter and salt chips to their movie nights, he cuts out pork on during pack dinner night because Stiles allergic, watches Star Wars and comic adaptions without complaining, and listens to Stiles’ info-dumping on random topics with the patience of a thousand saints. He even makes sure he eats and drinks when he can’t bring himself to stop doing whatever he’s invested in at the moment.

He indulges him.

So much so, that his pack complains about Theo playing favorites.

Theo brushes hair out of Stiles’ forehead, small frown wrinkling the skin between his eyebrows. “what’s going on in that pretty head of yours?” He cups his cheek, brushing his thumb over Stiles’ mole.

The crush he has on the guy is already unhealthy enough, all this caring alpha act is going to drive Stiles up the wall. Theo wasn’t supposed to be a good alpha, he was supposed to be the lethal solution to all of his problems. That’s how their relationship of convenience started. Stiles was sick of allowing hunters and monsters to walk away, Theo was willing to dispose of all those problems.

Voila.

Then the feelings came.

And decided to stick around.

Stiles scowls, “you should’ve woken me up anyway.”

“You seemed like you needed sleep.” Theo curls his fingers around his chin and tips his head slightly back. “And you looked soft, like someone I'd ruin with a touch.” He brushes his mouth against Stiles’, more a whisper than a kiss, before pressing his lips to the corner of his mouth. Fucking give him a break. Seriously.

His fingers find Theo’s collar, and he tugs at it, holds him close. “That ship has already sailed, trust me.”

Theo growls, deep and low, a dark rumble in the evening of his apartment; it’s the hottest thing Stiles has ever heard. The grip on his hip turns vice-like as anger and frustration fill the air around them. It’s a warning, a saving grace, the only thing keeping Stiles’ sanity intact while every fiber of his body tells him to take what’s offered.

The is unstable, even more than Stiles himself.

He combs his fingers through Theo’s messy strands instead. “What’s wrong, buttercup?”

Theo curls his lips disapprovingly. Turns out, he’s not a fan of nicknames – even less when used mockingly. But he’s given up pointing that out long ago. So, he sighs instead, a sound only capable of being produced by someone who resigned himself to his fate. “I don’t want to go.”

Stiles runs his fingers up the nape of Theo’s neck. A low heat spreads from his chest to the rest of his body, almost as if his heart is slowly replacing his blood with molten lava. “What do you want instead?” Because, truth be told, as much as this started out as using Theo’s obsession against him, Stiles wouldn’t mind spending every night for the rest of his life just like this; limbs tangled, pressed together as close as possible, and their hearts beating in sync.

“My teeth,” Theo whispers, brushing his closed mouth over sensitive skin, “in your neck.”

Fucking hell.

Stiles hooks his left leg around Theo’s and pulls him between his legs. “Sexually or violently?”

Another growl fills the silence around them before Theo nips Stiles’ jaw. “You really have to ask?”

Hands wander under Stiles’ shirt, and he shudders, pulling his shoulders up as goosebumps spread all over his body. The power this man has over his body should not be allowed — it wasn’t even planned. But Theo just showed up and turned Stiles’ whole world upside down, and when it comes to the chimera, Stiles is a weak, weak man.

He leans up, brushing their noses together, and presses a quick kiss to the corner of his mouth. “Then stay?”

Theo lets out a breath. “I can’t.”

Stiles tries his hardest to keep his disappointment buried. “The duties of an alpha.”

Sighing, Theo sits up. “It’s more about keeping Donovan out of prison.”

“If you ask me—“

“I’m not asking.” Theo grabs Stiles by his shirt and pulls him back onto his lap. It is fascinating that, out of all the issues that could have possibly arrived between them, Donovan is the only one that constantly causes an argument.

Stiles huffs but as he tries to get up, Theo pulls him back down, a hand tightly around his neck. “He tried to eat my legs. Sorry, for still holding a grudge.”

Theo chuckles, dark and strangely enticing. “You’re not sorry.”

“Just saying,” Stiles mutters and scrunches up his face, “I’m not getting him out of prison.” If he’s entirely honest, he’s just waiting for the moment Donovan fucks up royally, and Theo admits that he’s more trouble than he’s worth. Donovan is constantly two seconds away from doing something stupid. All Theo needs to do is let him take the fall for once. Stiles’ dad can’t wait to put him behind bars again either.

This time for good.

“Hence why I need to be there.” His smirk doesn’t quite reach his eyes, but Theo tugs him closer by the nape of his neck regardless, curling his free arm around Stiles’ waist to pull him as close as possible once more. “You could join me,” he whispers pressing short little kisses from the left corner of Stiles’ mouth to his right. It such an intimate gesture, like they’ve known each other for years already, like they’ve known each other all along, and they haven’t just started fucking two months ago.

It would be their first outing as whatever they are, but that’s not the reason Stiles is more than willing to decline that offer. He’s not exactly in the mood to be around people today – aside from Theo, that is. Besides, “so, I’m one stupid comment away from getting my face rearranged?” They both know Stiles wouldn’t be able to keep his mouth shut, and Donovan wouldn’t be able to control himself – not even for Theo.

Theo narrows his eyes. His grip tightens to a point bordering on pain. “He’d be dead before he touches you.”

“Then maybe I should join you.” Stiles quirks a brow and puts a finger under Theo’s chin, raising his head – fully unimpressed by the red eyes glaring back at him. While it is more than unlikely that Theo will be voted “most-caring alpha” anytime soon, he’s not the biggest fan of jokes about weakening his pack; killing Donovan, unfortunately, means exactly that.

Instead of arguing, Theo huffs out a breath.

“Fine.” Stiles moves off Theo’s lap and flops onto the couch next to him. “Then maybe consider getting him laid. It would do him some good to get rid of all that pent-up up rage.”

Theo narrows his eyes. “I hope you’re not offering.”

“I’d rather make out with a dung beetle than let this guy get anywhere near me, thank you very much.” Stiles gets to his feet, stretching languidly.

Chuckling, Theo wraps his arms around Stiles’ waist and runs his lips along the side of his neck.

A shudder runs down Stiles’ spine. He hates Theo has to leave, and he hates that he hates it so much. If he had any energy left, he’d probably drag himself into the club and play nice just to make sure Tracy isn’t trying to climb Theo like a tree again.

Under normal circumstances, he lives to disappoint, and watching Tracy’s face fall whenever he strolls onto the scene is a special kind of pleasure.

But work has been torturous for the past few weeks. He’s drowning in overtime and doesn’t have any percent left in his social battery. He’d only end up moody and grumpy and be pissed at Theo for agreeing to come along, ruining a perfectly good weekend filled with sex, cuddles and good food.

Not necessarily in that order.

“I’ll come back later,” Theo whispers against his skin. “Just going to get Donovan through the night then I’ll be yours for the weekend.”

Stiles smiles, trying to ignore his heart dancing in excitement. “Sounds promising.”

“I’ll make it worth your while,” Theo whispers.

“I’m expecting nothing less.” Stiles closes his eyes, enjoying the last moments before Theo leaves to hang out with his pack. Turns out, he’s gotten embarrassingly attached already. “Make it quick.” Stiles doesn’t like how needy he sounds.

Theo laughs. “I haven’t left and you’re already missing me?”

“Don’t ruin the moment.”

Theo lips curve against the nape of his neck.

Stiles’ heart skips a bit. Yeah, he’s never going to live that down.

#steo #stiles stilinski #theo raeken #teen wolf #stiles x theo #theo x stiles #*tv:teen wolf #*w:complete #*s:steo

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jjsstars · 8 months

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lydiaweek2023: Day 3, What-If Wednesday

|| for @lydiamartinappreciation event

|| tags : underage smoking, established lydia/theo/allison, weed, swearing

“You’ve seriously never done this before?” Theo laughs as he leans forward to cup the air around Allison’s joint, his lighter flicking on so the flame can hit the edge of the joint.

“Will you even get high? You’re a werewolf.” Lydia huffs and looks around for the umpteenth time. She’s nervous doing this, which is the entire reason they’re even sitting on the schools bleachers about to smoke weed in the middle of fifth period; Lydia’s been anxious all week and Allison and Theo want her to calm down.

“I smoke special stuff, you get the normie weed.” Once Allison takes the joint in her fingers Theo turns to Lydia, pulling another pre-roll from the small tin he has stuffed full. Lydia wonders just how much money he’s been spending on drugs, and how much Allison has been smoking if she’s able to do it so effortlessly.

“What if I freak out?” She’s read all the anti-drug information that the schools pump out yearly and she’s heard horror stories of weed sending people into panic attacks. But Theo’s eyes level with hers and he slides in closer, pushing her hair behind her ears as if it needs to be done before she starts to smoke, maybe it does? Maybe he’s worried that it’ll fall into the flame and catch fire, that thought only makes her feel worse.

“Get out of your head, I can hear you overthinking. Just place it in your mouth and let me light it then inhale.” He holds the end of the joint out towards her and she hesitantly leans forward to slip it between her lips, trying to focus on Theo’s face of concentration as he lights the end and holds it for Lydia instead of how her nerves are buzzing under her skin. She inhales as deeply as she can, holding it because that’s what Allison’s been doing behind them, and Theo pulls the joint away when he figures she’s had enough of a hit.

“Damn Lyds you took a big hit.” Allison’s voice is tight as she holds smoke in, Lydia exhales with a nod. She doesn’t cough, her throat is too used to screeching to cough over a little smoke.

“And you just said damn.” Usually Allison isn’t one to swear, maybe occasionally around Theo but that’s always a ‘fuck’ or ‘bitch’ when they’re playing video games or training.

“Argent learns how to relax when she’s high, which is what we want to happen with you.” Theo pulls out his own joint, Lydia’s pretty sure there’s wolfsbane in it, it’s thicker than hers and Allison’s and she figures that’d be the only way Theo would get effected by smoking.

“I think I like it.” Martin takes another puff of the weed, a grin spreading over her face when Allison and Theo chuckle at her.

“Yeah you do.” Allison sing-songs and sends her partners into a small fit of laughter.

#lydiaweek2023 #tw smoking #tw weed #lydia martin #theo raeken #allison argent #lydia x theo x allison #teen wolf #jj moodboards #jj writes

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marinasmarvel · 9 months

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Here for you, always | A Station 19 fanfiction

Summary: After leaving Beckett’s house, Vic is very anxious and understandably upset. Maya and Carina are on their way out when they hear her crying in her bunk. They help her out.

Trigger warnings: Mentions of Beckett’s suicidal thoughts, suicide in general, mental health struggles, and alcoholism. Please don’t read if not comfortable, otherwise, enjoy!

Vic isn’t sure how long she sits in her car sobbing. Could’ve been hours, could’ve been seconds.

Eventually, she turns her car on and pulls herself together enough to see the road.

It’s a ten minute drive to the station. Once she arrives, she’s reprimanded by Theo for being gone all day. He doesn’t even ask if she is ok, or anything. She barely responds to him, she can barely even look at him. He is being a terrible captain, and an even worse boyfriend.

Or, whatever they are right now.

Vic retreats to her bunk, just barely getting a glimpse of Maya going into the shower stalls.

And then, she breaks.

Carina allows Maya to get changed, helping her comb out her hair. “Ready to go, bella?” Carina asks. Maya is about to respond, but stops. She furrows her brow, and listens out to confirm what she just heard.

“Is everything ok?” Carina questions. “Do you hear that?” Carina listens closer, and her eyes widen slightly.

“Someone is crying.” Carina states.

They walk along the bunk room together, and the crying gets louder as they get closer to Vic’s bunk.

Maya looks at Carina, who nods. “Vic? It’s Maya and Carina. Can we come in?”

No response. Maya is seriously starting to become concerned. Carina is too.

“Vic, we’re going to come in. Please say something if you don’t want us too.”

Again, silence.

Maya nods at Carina, before opening the door slowly.

What she sees breaks her heart.

Vic, who is usually a ball of sunshine, is curled up in a ball, visibly crying and whimpering.

“Vic, hey. What happened?” Maya questions, placing a hand on Vic’s back. Vic doesn’t respond, but sits up and hugs Maya tightly. “I’m so glad you’re in my life, Maya.” Vic whispers. “I’m so relieved you didn’t let your mental health struggles drive you to death.” She continues.

“Hey Vic, look at me.” Maya coaxes. It takes her a minute, but Vic eventually looks at her. “I appreciate what you said, but where is this coming from?” Maya asks.

Vic composes herself, and Carina begins tickling Vic’s back gently, something she always does to soothe Maya.

“You guys can’t tell anyone I told you this. But today, I responded to a suicidal first responder. It…It was Beckett.” Vic confesses. Maya’s eyes widen, and Carina inhales sharply. “Did…did someone call it in?” Carina questions.

“No. The way he was acting last shift, the fact that he called in sick today…he gave Theo his axe which is like, super personal. I just had a bad feeling and had to go see him. He was so guilty about Cooper’s death, he was going to kill himself. And I stopped him, and convinced him to finish his rehab program.” Vic explains.

“It was weird, seeing someone who is so tough and harsh, break down like that. I know none of us liked him, and the way he treated you, Maya, was not ok. But nobody deserves to go through that.” She continues.

Maya and Carina listen to her, absorbing the information. “I’m so sorry Vic. But I’m glad you saved him. He will get better now, because of you.” Carina murmurs.

“It’s just been so much lately. First, you got hurt, Maya, and I was so scared you wouldn’t be ok. Travis has been so absent lately, Theo is being an absolute dickhead, and I just feel so alone right now.” Vic sobs.

“Hey, hey. Look at me.” Maya commands softly, cupping Vic’s cheek. “I’m right here with you. I know it was really scary, but I’m here and I’m much better. Theo is an asshole, you deserve much better than him. You’re a badass who doesn’t need a man. And Travis, I can talk some sense into him and kick his ass if you want.” Maya jokes towards the end of her pep talk, drawing a small giggle from Vic.

“Victoria, if it’s ok with Maya, why don’t you come back to our place tonight?” Carina offers. Maya nods in agreement. “Yeah, yeah. We got You, Hughie.”

“No, I can’t intrude. I heard you you guys by the lockers, it’s your first night together after so much time apart.” Vic protests.

“Hey, Carina and I will have plenty of time to reconnect. But right now you need us. Now go get changed, and we’ll meet you in the lobby ok?” Maya says. Vic nods, not protesting any further.

Vic changes into her clothes, and goes to the lobby, where Maya and Carina are waiting for her.

Maya climbs into the back seat with Vic, wrapping an arm around her shoulders, while Carina gets into the drivers seat.

Vic is nearly asleep by the time they reach Maya and Carina’s apartment. “Hey Vic. We’re here.” Maya whispers gently, causing the younger women to stir slightly. “Come on.”

Maya keeps an arm wrapped around Vic, making sure she is close to her. Maya has always felt this overwhelming urge to protect Vic, since she is so young. The youngest at their station, actually.

Carina unlocks the door, opening it wide enough for Maya and Vic to fit through the threshold.

“Come on, I have some pajamas you can wear. Baby, can you make us some tea?” Maya asks. “Of course, bambina.” Carina replies.

After some time, Maya and Carina get into bed with Vic squished into the middle of them.

“Thank you guys.” Vic says. “I know this was your first night back together but…I really needed some comfort.” She continues, her voice cracking.

Carina wraps Vic in her arms. “Hey, we got you tesoro. Maya and I will have plenty of time together. You need the rest, in a safe place. And tomorrow, I will give Travis a piece of mind. I’m very scary when I go full Italiana.”

Vic giggles at Carina’s teasing tone. “Don’t be too hard on him. He still cares about me, and loves me.”

Carina nods. “Rest, both of you. We all need it.”

Surrounded by two of her closest friends, Vic feels safe and comfortable after a terribly heartbreaking day.

A/N: Thanks for reading! I miss Maya and Vic’s friendship, and this was the result. Hope you enjoyed, and remember, you aren’t alone.

#station 19 #maya bishop #vic hughes #carina deluca #station 19 fanfiction #station 19 season 6

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beembeem · 3 months

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some headcanons for Keith shadis and his s/o / wife in au au where he survived the rumbling?

I can try! I've never written headcanons before, so please dont flame me too hard if i get a few things wrong! (Tw:mentions of suicide)

Thank you for the ask anon but I definitely went way too far and wrote a fic instead of just headcanons (*´∀`) my next post will probably be headcanons about post rumbling shadis and his wife ah! The thought of them have me giggling and kicking my feet! I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it!

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The minute keith stepped foot in your shared home, he collapsed. He was exhausted, stressed, and overwhelmed, and once he closed the front door, those feelings crashed into him all at once.

Thankfully, his house was on the countryside of Wall Rose and didn't fall victim to the attacks of the pure Titans. The colossal titans were another story. The rumbling shook his home and left the inside in shambles. Dirt from potted plants were scattered on the floor, doors were barely hanging on to their hinges, and his wife was nowhere to be found. That's what really made him panic.

With everything that just happened, keith wasn't sure what he'd do with his wife missing, or even worse. 'Was she in town when the pure titans transformed? I would've seen her, right?' 'Was the house raided? Did the raiders take her?' A million thoughts raced through Keith's head, and he could feel his breathing becoming more and more erratic. "Y-y/n!" He yelled, his voice shaking, and he felt as though he'd pass out.

Suddenly, the door to the garden swung open, and y/n walked in with a basket of vegetables. "Can I help yo -" Once her eyes met Keith's, y/n dropped her basket and ran to give keith a hug, "I thought you'd never come back!" Y/n sobbed loudly her arms squeezing Keith's body tightly, "I tried my hardest to come back to you, I'm sorry it took this long" He squeezed his wife back, the panic from earlier slowly washing away. Y/n broke the embrace and cupped Keith's face examining the scar on his left cheek, "a-are you alright?! What happened? Are you hurt? I thought I'd never see you again!' Y/n sobbed before hugging keith again, even tighter than before.

"I'm so glad you're alright!" He said before kissing y/n's forehead, y/n at keith, tears still falling from her eyes. "we should probably get off the floor" keith snorted before taking y/ns hand and helping her up.

"What happened?" Y/n asked as she led keith to the couch to sit down. "After the rumbling began, I saw a few of my old cadets at the docks. When I got there, they were already on a boat out, and the yeagerists boat was about to push off. There was a man there named Theo magath, me and the man decided to blow up a yeagerist boat from the inside. Before we blew it up the man asked if I had any family to go back to" keith readjusted in his seat and took a slow breath " I told him I had the prettiest wife back home, but that she'd find someone better once I was gone. 'And if she doesn't? Then what' that's what the man asked me. I looked him in the eyes and told him that I wouldn't know what to do with myself if that happened. So he told me to leave. And that he would take care of the rest." When keith was finished telling his story, y/n stared at him in disbelief."I don't know what to say." y/ns eyes filled with tears again. "y-you were seriously going to kill yourself!?" She yelled,"and leave me alone?" Tears fell from her eyes, and keith moved to console her."dont do that ever again, keith shadis!" She sobbed before hugging him.

"How could I ever find someone better than you?"

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#attack on titan #keith shadis #keith shadis x reader #theo magath #post rumbling #rumbling #aot x reader #snk x y/n

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mydarllinglover · 10 months

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SafeHouse || Nine

I had spent the Summer holidays going back and forth between Draco and Blaises house's, I rarely spent time at my own.

Only when I had missed my family I stayed at home, but that was for a weekend, then I was out again.

Mum and Dad didn't mind that much, they were glad I had friends to spend time with, although they were a bit sceptical because of all three of said friends parents, but Mums heart was too big to hold that against them.

Ron was the one who had a problem, he thought it wasn't right for me to be spending all my time with them, but I think most of it was up to Harry not being at the burrow yet, jealous that he couldn't see his friend but Dad had plans to pick him up on the twenty-forth of August, which would be very soon.

Adrian and I spoke a lot during the holidays, and we had met a couple of times in Diagon Alley, Draco, Theo and Blaise all made up excuses on why they had reason to be in Diagon Alley coincidentally at the same time.

He was really sweet, and I was beginning to like him a lot. I was developing feelings, like more than silly crushes like Wood and Diggory.

I Had met both of Draco and Blaise's parents whilst I was at their houses, Meeting Blaise's Mum was just, awkward, She kept asking me questions about myself, my family's wealth and If I had any interest in the boys and which one I would end up with, She didn't like me that much when I said neither and that they were all just friends. But she was really pretty.

Lucius was just uncomfortable, it clicked instantly for him that I was A Weasley, and he didn't look to thrilled for me to be hanging around his son, thinking I would have some influence on him, He had also told Draco about not inviting such people into his house, many times, in front of me.

Narcissa was the best, For a Malfoy, she was so kind and warm, and we would have tea quite commonly when the boys played quidditch and I didn't want to go outside.

We would just have random conversations, although she did try teaching me how to act like a lady and gave me tips on how to be a good wife, I just bit my tongue and went with it.

•

"Wake up, pspspsp, wakeup sunshine" A voice was whispering in my ear

"Theo! Leave her alone, she's quiet for once" Another voice said,

I flipped over on the bed, trying to ignore The person bothering me, Theo, and tried slipping back into my dream.

But that didn't stop him, as he started poking me in the ribs. Causing me to whine and slapping the air trying to make him stop.

"Careful before she cries again" Blaise sighed

"seriously, out of all the girls we could of befriended, It had to be the one who cries for every emotion"

"she can hear you, pricks!" I barked at them. "Its too early, why are any of you awake"

"I- Weasley, Its the bloody afternoon" Draco stared at me

"Doesn't matter" I brushed him off. Sitting up and stretching my arms up over my head "Where are we?"

"Draco's" Blaise said

"Ah, right" I pulled off the duvet and walked up to the window to check for post, Draco had a large enough room for the four of us to have a bed each for when we stayed, Theo had demanded him and Blaise had a bunk bed to share.

I took the letters from the owl, giving him some treats from the dish I made Draco put out.

There was no post for them, must of took theirs when I was asleep.

I had a Letter from Mum and Adrian.

Opening Mum's first It read:

Keira,

Your Father is picking Harry up tomorrow with the twins and Ron, then they are going to the Quidditch World cup the next day with the Diggorys and Hermione, do you know what you are doing yet? Will you be joining them?

Lots of love, Mum

"Oh! They're going with the Diggorys, that means with Cedric" I grinned

"Okay and?" Draco asked, emotionless.

"Which means, If I ditch you lot, Then I can go to the World Cup with Cedric" I wiggled my eyebrows

"No! Then what the hell am I supposed to do? Your not ditching me with these righteous gits!" Theo protested

"Oi! Who are you calling Righteous gits!" Draco said, before throwing a pillow at him

I switched Mums letter for Adrian's and dived on to my bed, Chewing my lip as I read:

Weasley,

I am going to the Quidditch World Cup, It would be amazing if you were there, Let me know if you will be as I would love to join you, there's something I want to ask you as well.

I am excited to see you

Love, Adrian x

"Oh Merlin!" I squealed, and hopping up to stand

"What now?" Blaise asked me suspiciously

"He's going to the World Cup, and he wants to ask me something! What if he asks me out?! Oh no, what if he asks me out?! What do I say, what if he actually wants to tell me that he doesn't like me and wants to stop talking, what do I do oh Merlin, Hes going to tell me he likes someone else and that I am annoying, I just know it!"

"Weasley, chill out, Its probably nothing, but maybe you should write back and tell him you're going" Blaise told me

"Brilliant" I snapped my fingers and rushed to reply to him. "Dear, Adrian. Good News, I just so Happen to be attending the Quidditch World Cup as well. It would be oh so delightful to see you there, I am excited to hear what you have to tell me. Can't wait to see you. Love Keira xx" I read out loud whilst I scribbled with my quill that was given to me by Blaise last Christmas.

"Oh, so delightful" Draco mocked me, putting on a high pitched voice that sounded nothing like me.

"Wow, two kisses huh? How scandalous" Theo said

"Shut it, Nott and Malfoy!"

I then wrote out a reply to Mum about my plans to go with the boys and to tell Harry and Hermione I said Hi when they arrived and sent them off with the Owl.

There was a pop and suddenly one of Malfoy Manors house elf's were stood in the middle of Draco's room.

"Master is wanted in the Masters office" and with that they popped out of the room

"Whats that all about?" I asked Draco

"Nothing" Then he Left to go to his Fathers office

I looked towards the other two and they just shrugged

"Its Malfoy, so who know's" Theo said before throwing himself at me, causing us to both fall on my bed laughing.

"Get off me you troll" I giggled.

"Wanna repeat what happened last year in my dorm, Weasley?" he smirked

"Piss off, Nott" I laughed before shoving him off the bed.

•

"Merlin! There He is, I'll see you guys later" I waved to the three guys after spotting Adrian.

"Weasley, wait" Draco caught my arm

"Hurry up, I gotta go meet him"

"Just, Just be careful yeah, and hurry back, don't stay away for too long, there's a lot of people here" There was something in his tone that sent a shiver down my back, Like he knew that something is going to happen, which put me on edge, what if it had something to do with what his father wanted to discuss with him in his office? When Draco got back he looked scared and grey but shook it off as soon as we saw him.

"I can handle myself, Malfoy, I am quite capable" I said, craning my neck to look up at him, before disappearing into the crowd of cheering and booing people, it depended on what team they were after the Match that the Irish had won. Even though it was Krum of Bulgaria who had managed to catch the snitch.

I could already take a guess in what kind of mood Ron was in right about now.

"Hey, Adrian!" I called to him.

"Hi, Keira, Its so great to see you" He said, Hugging me "Listen, do you wanna go somewhere quieter? I wanna talk to you about something"

"Yeah sure, come on" I took his hand in mine and lead him to an empty spot in the field where no one was "So that thing you wanted to ask me?"

"Oh right, yeah, well Keira, I really like you...and I think your great, do you like me?" There it was, Oh Merlin's beard, my heart was pounding and my hands were growing sweaty.

Shit can he feel that?!

"Y-yeah, I like you too" I tried to say as coolly as possible

"Really? well do you wanna be my girlfriend perhaps?" He asked me and it felt as if fireworks had gone off

"Yes! I would Happily be your girlfriend" I grinned

"Great, because theres something I've been wanting to do for a while" He then bent his head down, His lips landing on mine, Like a proper kiss, not the one I gave Theo last year...my first kiss... this was a real kiss.

Bloody hell was he a good kisser. "Was that Okay?" He asked me as he created some space between us

"That was more than Okay!" I said.

We had kissed a few more times after before deciding to go back to our own tents, kissing one last time before promising to see each other on the Hogwarts express.

I felt giddy, I kept blushing like mad.

I had a boyfriend. I had an older boyfriend. I had an older boyfriend who was a chaser on Slytherin's Quidditch team.

I giggled all the way to the tent I was Sharing with the three boys as I thought about him.

"What in Salazar's name is wrong with you?" Blaise asked me as I waltzed in the tent

"What's wrong with your face?" Draco asked "you know, more than normal"

"Nothing" I attempted to say but I kept giggling, giddily.

"Don't tell me you've just been snogging the bloke" Theo said.

Silence

"Merlin's beard, Weasley are you serious?!" Draco demanded

"Well, he is my boyfriend, why wouldn't I" I quirked an eyebrow

"Wait, He made it official?" Blaise asked "Wow, Weasley can pull someone, I'm not the only one shocked, am I?" he teased.

"Oh shut it Blaise, at least I have someone, what about you lot?" I said, crossing my arms

"She's got a boyfriend" I heard Theo murmur to himself, I furrowed my eyebrows but decided to ignore it.

"can't believe the Irish are still at it, I'm knackered" I laughed, stretching my hands over my head. Listening to the Bangs, and noises from outside

"Guys, I dont think thats the Irish" Theo said, poking his head outside of the tent, then looking at us. Panic clear in his eyes

"We need to go, now" Draco said urgently

"What the bloody hell's going on Draco?" I asked him but he just grabbed my hand and dragged me out of the tent, the other two following.

There were adults and children running around everywhere, mostly into the woods. screaming and crying could be heard. The Place was chaotic.

There was a group of wizards marching, laughing and had their wands pointing upwards, green lights shooting all over the place.

There were four bodies floating in the air in horrible shapes, I couldn't help but stare, I could feel tears burning in my eyes just at the sight, But Draco pulled me away and towards the wood where he was dragging me until I ran like them.

"What the hell is going on?!" I shouted over all the noise

"Be quiet, keep your head down!" Draco told me.

Draco lead us into the woods, we had stopped running as soon as we were out of sight.

Thats when my siblings, Harry and Hermione came hurdling in, They hadn't seen us yet and Ron had tripped over something

"Tripped over a tree-root" He spat and stood up quickly

"Well, with feet that size, hard not to" Draco said from beside me.

"Draco! Stop it" I told him

"Keira?" Hermione had shone her wand at us, so they could see the four of us leaned against the tree's

"Whats going on? Where's Dad?" I ran towards Ron to give him a hug

"Him, Bill, Charlie and Percy are helping out the Ministry" Fred said, he was holding Ginnys hand.

"Wait Bill and Charlie are here?"

"Hadn't you better be hurrying along, now?" Draco said, directing our attention back on him, but he was looking towards Hermione "You wouldn't want her spotted, would you?" A blast sounded and another green light was shot near the trees, making me jump a foot in the air

"What's that supposed to mean?" Hermione asked, I could tell she wasn't impressed or even intimidated by his statement

"Granger, they're after muggles" he said "D'you want to be showing off your knickers in mid-air? Because if you do, hang around ... they're moving this way, and it would give us all a laugh."

"Draco, stop!" I repeated, what the hells wrong with him, seriously?!

"Hermione's a witch" Harry snarled

"Have it your own way, Potter" he grinned, I could punch him "If you think they can't spot a mu-" He glanced at me before finishing his sentence "Muggle-born, stay where you are."

There was another bang, I let out a yelp

"I think its a good idea if we go, don't you think?" Theo said, his eyes kept flicking to me and Draco

"Scare easily, don't they? I suppose your Daddy told you all to hide? What's he up to- trying to rescue the Muggles?" Draco chuckled.

"Where're your parents?"Harry snapped "Out there wearing masks, are they?" I looked towards Blaise and Theo, but they just shrugged.

"Well... if they were, I wouldn't be likely to tell you, would I potter?"

"I really think we should go, now!" I could tell everyone heard the panic in my voice which was okay, making the situation seem more urgent, which it was.

"Lets go find the others" Hermione said

"Keep that big bushy head down, Granger" Draco sneered "Keira, you coming?" His mean tone dropped when he talked to me, all eyes were on me, I could feel Ron's arm tighten around my shoulders

"No! I'm going to go with my family, talk to me when you decide to stop being a prat, Theo, Blaise, be safe, and make sure he doesn't do anything stupid" I told them, they nodded in return.

"Whatever, Weasley, keep an eye out for your boyfriend" Draco laughed before walking off, Theo and Blaise waving bye before following him.

I could feel the trio's eyes on me.

"Boyfriend?" Ron repeated

"Shut up Ron, lets go look for the others" I walked away from him and down the path.

"I'll bet you anything his Dad is one of that masked lot!" Ron said after we walked down the path for a bit

"Well with any luck, the Ministry will catch him!" Hermione said "Oh, I can't believe this, where have the others got to?"

Fred, George and Ginny had left us whilst they were all arguing.

The Path was crowded with teenagers in pyjamas

I Recognised one of the girls "'Ou est Madame Maxime? Nous L'avons perdue-"

"Er-what, Keira, you know french, what's she- Keira? where'd she go?" I hid behind a group of other kids, desperately trying to hide from any students from Beauxbatons before they could notice me, it didn't help Ron was saying my name, loudly.

I reached over to yank Ron's arm over to where I was

"Don't worry about it, lets just stay focused, yeah?"

"Fred and George can't have gone that far" Ron said, him and I both taking out our wands to copy Hermione and casting Lumo's

"Ah, no, I don't believe it ... I've lost my wand!" Harry gasped

"You're kidding?" Ron said

The three of us who did have wands raised them high enough so that we could see more ground and Harry could look for his wand.

But we couldn't see it anywhere.

"Maybe it's back in the tent" Ron suggested.

"Did you have it when you left the match?" I asked

"Maybe it fell out of your pocket when we were running?"

"Yeah...maybe"

There was a rustling noise behind us, making the four of us jump, a house elf was struggling to get herself out of the bushes.

"There is bad wizards about!" she squeaked "People high- high in the air! Winky is getting out of the way!" then she had disappeared into the tree's

"Whats up with her?" Ron asked, looking after her curiously "Why can't she run properly"

"It's like she was trying to stop being controlled by some invisible force

"Bet she didn't ask permission to hide" Harry said.

"You know, house elf's get a very raw deal!" Hermione said "It's slavery, that's what it is! That Mr Crouch made her go up to the top of the stadium, and she was terrified, and he's got her bewitched so she can't even run when they start trampling tents! Why doesn't anyone do something about it?"

My heart bled for poor Winky, I knew how horrible I felt up in the stadiums, I had to constantly cling to one of the boys arm, scared I would go falling at any moment. A majority of the time was spent with my eyes closed.

"Well, the elves are happy, aren't they?" Ron shrugged "you heard old Winky back at the match ... "House-elves is not supposed to have fun" ... that's what she likes, being bossed around ..."

"It's people like you, Ron" Hermione said, hotly "who prop up rotten and unjust systems, just because they're too lazy to-" Another bang had gone off yet again.

"Lets just keep moving, shall we? Ron said, Harry and I both caught the glances he kept giving Hermione.

Draco was most likely right, it was more safer for her if we carried on.

"you know, 'Mione, I agree with you, There has to be something we can do! Maybe start an organisation" I told her

"Really? you think so" she asked me

"Yeah, you're brilliant, Hermione I feel like you could really do something to change things"

"Hm, I'll think about it" She rubbed her chin in thought.

"I pull down about a hundred sacks of Galleons a year" I looked up to see a group of young Wizards surrounding three tall Veela "I'm a dragon killer for the Committee for the Disposal of Dangerous Creatures."

"No, you're not" Yelled another "You're a dish-washer at the Leaky Cauldron ... but i'm a Vampire Hunter, I've killed about ninety so far-"

"I'm about to become the youngest ever Minister for Magic, I am" a pimple faced wizard cut in

I heard Harry snort.

"Did I tell you I've invented a broomstick that'll reach Jupiter?" My twin shouted

"Ron! Stop it" I shouted at him, the three of us each grabbed Ron firmly and marched him away "What the bloody hell is wrong with you?"

Ron shrugged, like I was the one with a problem

"I reckon we can just wait here, you know, we'll hear anyone coming a mile off" Harry said.

At that precise moment, Ludo Bagman emerged from behind a tree right ahead of us.

"Who's that?" he blinked down at the four of us "What are you doing here, all alone?"

The four of us exchanged looks of confusion.

"Well- theres a riot going on" Ron said flatly.

"What?" The old man stared at my brother.

"On the campsite- some people have got hold of a family of muggles ..."

"Damn them!" he cursed loudly before disapparating with a pop.

"I'm sorry- is he okay?" I asked aloud.

"Not exactly on top of things, Mr Bagman" Hermione frowned

"He was a great Beater, though" Ron said, Leading the way off the path and sitting down in a clearing "The Wimbourne Wasps won the league three times in a row while he was with them."

I watched Ron's stupid Krum doll walk around the ground. Listening to them talk.

"I hope The others are okay" Hermione broke the silence

"I'm sure they will be" I said, leaning my head on her shoulder

"I'm more interested in hearing about this supposed Boyfriend, Malfoy mentioned" Ron glared at me.

I could feel my cheeks blushing as I tried to concentrate on anything else.

"I- uh, I sure hope everyone's okay, maybe we should go look for them" I said

"Is it true?" He asked me I hesitated already giving him the answer "Who is he?!"

"shradiangusey" I mumbled

"What?" Hermione asked me

"Fine! Adrian Pucey, on the Slytherin Quidditch team" I sighed

"Hm, He's a pretty good chaser, probably the only one on the team who doesn't cheat" Harry said

"Him?! but Isn't he the year above us?" Ron said

"Yes, and? Merlin, you sound like the guys" I rolled my eyes

"Don't you dare compare me to them, Honestly, I have no idea how you can stand them"

"I have more self control than you, I guess-" I paused.

We all turned to hear someone staggering towards us

"Hello?" Harry called out.

But he was met with Silence, I could feel the goosebumps forming on my arm at the eeriness.

"Who's there" Harry called once again, standing up to go investigate.

Better him than me.

"MORSMORDRE!" A voice shouted out. A green light was shot from the darkness and a Colossal skull with emerald stars and a serpent acting as a tongue was hanging over us in the sky.

"What the-" Ron gasped

"Bloody hell" I finished. it was like it was rising just like gas.

The screams coming from the Forrest were deafening.

I looked over to the others in panic, Harry was looking around in confusion, like he was trying to figure out what was going on, did he not know what the Dark Mark was?

"Who's there?" He repeated, Hermione was desperately trying to pull him back

"Harry, come on, Move" She pleaded, I looked over to Ron, and his face was mirroring my feelings, Panic and worry.

"Whats the matter?" He asked.

Is this kid serious?

"Harry, Thats the bloody Dark Mark, we need to get out of here!" I told him

"It's you-know-who's sign" Hermione said

"Voldemort's?-"

"Harry, Now!" I urged

Ron had scooped up his Krum figurine and we had started across the clearing, getting no further than maybe a hundred steps, a series of poping sounds announced the arrival of twenty wizards apparating to the area, shit. every wand was pointing towards the four of us.

"DUCK!" I heard Harry yell, before I was pulled to the ground

"STUPEFY!" Yelled the wizards, all I could do was keep my head down and pray nothing bad would happen.

"STOP!" a voice yelled, Dad? "STOP! Thats my kids" I raised my head to see Dad marching towards us "Ron- Keira, Hermione, Harry, Are you all right?"

"Out of the way, Arthur" Mr Crouch told Him.

The four of us rose to our feet quickly to face the Wizards, I was terrified.

#theo nott x y/n #theodorenottsafehouse #theodore nott x y/n #theodore nott x you #theodore nott x reader #theodore nott #dracomalfoyxoriginalcharacter #draco malfoy x reader #draco x reader #blaise zabini #hermione granger #ron weasley #harry potter

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lordhelpme0-0 · 2 years

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Replaced Au

Me: *smiling creepily*

Lucifer: w-why do you look like that..?!

Mammon: I think the better question is why we’re all here…

Rielle: that is something I like to know.

Nobunaga: better question is who you all.

Me: better question if your all still complete d1cks?

Them: …

Me: let’s talk about replacing our BELOVED mcs~!!

Mitsunari: replacing what now??

Me: sweet somersault child, it means completely and disregarding MC for another.

Malleus: why would I do that to child of man?

Me: let’s call it…a possibility. Not to mention almost all of y’all have horrible sense of telling which woman is good or bad.

Azul: hey!

Me: I kinda wanna add Diabolik Lover dummies here but I scratch the idea by giving them nightmares or basically bloody letters of warnings since I kinda not in the fandom anymore but- that’s not the point.

Clavis: why would we replaced belle for that matter?

Arthur: yeah! I would have to agree with this bloke. Why on earth would I disregard MC for another woman?

Me: cause you can’t read the room and unintentionally make them feel insecure and jealous. Not to mention those flock of women and sometime not knowing it. If you do an uno reverse, you get what I mean you dense birds for brains.

Shingan: wait…so that’s why MC avoided all of us cause women were around?!

Me: yes! Why do you think Kichi and Sasuke got the assignment, they went with her to take it off her mind. Actually, why do we even adore y’all in the first place?! Oh wait— red flags. Yep. Why do I even bother…

Mitsuhide: you sound very similar to hideyoshi, M.I.

Me: I know I sound like hidemama.

Hideyoshi: I’m a man! Not a woman.

Me: yeah..yeah. Anyway. Here’s a warning. Break their hearts and use their kindness and help vainly and not being grateful. I’ll break your legs and cut off yo d1cks.

Epel: your sounding like Jiang Wanyin-sama…

M.I: I know. Don’t want what happen to Wen Chao on y’all do you?

Twst boys: *nod*

RSA: ?????

Wei Wuxian: WHO SUMMONED ME?!

Me: WTF-?! Aren’t you guys suppose to be in your world or the multi-mansion or at tthe ramshackle dorms?!

Wei Wuxian: nope! Whatcha doing~?

Me: threatening them to not break or use the MC kindness and helpfulness and disregarding them for another. Similar to how you do it for Jiang Yanli-Jie Jie.

Wei Wuxian: oh~! You mean them? Yeah, I’ve met them. Really remind me a lot like shijie. Now here a word, break their heart and replaced them. We both break you. *has scary green eyes*

Theo: first of all, where is this coming from?!

Me: blame the demons. *slaps the replaced Au and sad mc angst on the table*

Ikemen series boys: … *pissed*

Twst: *very pissed*

Obey me: …*feeling weirdly guilty cause of their alternative selves*

Me: to think…to think…you would do this to a poor INNOCENT LAMB!!! *being held back by Wei Wuxian and Vincent* YOU DESERVES PUNISHMENT!!!

Mammon: but it’s not us!!! Alright!!

Me: it could happen.

Chevalier: don’t worry, we don’t really open easily to others beside our belle. But if this were to happen. The sheep can stay with us.

Comte: or us. I’m sure it be a lovely editions.

Leona: for a mere sheep, I suppose Savanaclaw will welcome it.

Lucifer: why are you all looking at us like that.

Jean: why else. Madame MC and her friends do not deserves sinners and filth. *sheathes rapier*

Napoleon: Jean. Rapier down. Surely some of you can see this is idiocy right? *smiling not meet his eyes*

Simmon: of course. MC deserves better than that. The heavens will welcome.

13: seriously, men am I right M.I?

Solomon: when did you get here?!

Me: she was here long ago solo cup.

Solomon: …

Arthur: guess we’re not the only victims huh?

Solomon: shut it you 2 star rated writer.

Arthur: EX-cuse?!

Me: I’m sure you all understand the assignment correct?

Nobunaga: of course we do. Though, thank you for telling us about the jealousy part.

Me: go suck Kenshin d1ck.

Nobunaga: …

Kenshin: …

Shingan: kinky~!

Me: omg Shingan…WHY!!! NO! *sprays water on Shin-gone* BAD SHINS.

Yukimura: m’lord!!!

#mdzs #twisted wonderland #Ikemen Cybird #Ikemen series #ikemen prince #ikemen vampire #ikemen sengoku #obey me #crossover #replaced Au?#threatening

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splendidissimus · 8 months

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July 1999 - Type

((turns out that the unrelenting angst of writing and scheduling Whumptober submissions for a few weeks is a bit much and can use some fluffy palate cleanser. To whit:

Imagine if you will, a pair of teenagers in the '90s, without access to the internet, in an isolated culture which trends decades behind the times, of which they come from the most conservative subculture, trying to identify and understand sexualities for which the words have not even been invented yet. With a reminder that Theo's sexuality is "straight + Draco" because of an Amortentia accident.))

((Content warning: none))

Genre: fluff

Romance level: moderate

Angst level: 0/5

Draco's headspace: light / normal

((words: ~1500))

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They'd taken over the first-floor sitting room at the far end of the guest wing to listen to Quidditch on the wireless — Draco's mother disapproved of the wireless as being 'too Mugglish', but even she had to acknowledge that that was an opinion too extreme to expect to enforce, considering it had been invented before her parents were born, so it was a semi-spoken rule of the house to just not annoy her with it.

It was Harpies versus Portree. Draco's Arrows weren't playing, so he was only mildly invested, and was simultaneously decoding the gossip pages of the Prophet, but Theo was engaged; he was lying with his legs over the arm of the sofa and his head on Draco's leg, eating popcorn and occasionally trying to make Draco eat some by throwing it at him. It didn't work, and Draco was instead using it as practice to try catching it out of the air wandlessly, which also didn't work, though he did manage to deflect about half of them. Understandably, the room was becoming a mess.

Theo celebrated another Harpies goal by throwing a bunch of popcorn into the air and trying to catch it in his mouth, largely unsuccessfully. The game cut to an ad break while Draco was sweeping popcorn out of his lap without taking his eyes off the paper, and Theo spoke up to fill the space apropos of nothing.

"What kind of guys do you like, like to look at?"

"I've never thought about it," Draco said distractedly.

"No, seriously. I assume your type isn't…" He pointed his finger up and down himself — skinny, stooping, messy, and plain.

"Seriously, I've never thought about it. You're fine."

Theo sat up, taking his head out of Draco's lap, and looked hard at him.

Draco dropped his paper in a few seconds. "What?"

"Are you sure you're bent?"

Draco blinked at him. "Are you sure you want me to rethink that?" he pointed out.

"Well no, obviously you need to keep snogging me. Never think twice about that. But seriously? So is it actually girls you think are fuckable?"

"I think I was pretty clear how uninteresting I found Pansy's kisses."

"That's not what I'm talking about. I mean… Put me in a room for three minutes and I'll rank every witch's hotness there, on multiple scales if you want. If you like blokes, I figured it'd be the same, just less looking at tits, more looking at… well, I dunno, that's what I was wondering."

"And you're a pervert," Draco pointed out.

"Admitted, but I'm pretty sure I'm not the weird one here. You really don't think people are hot? Anybody?"

"Obviously I can tell when people are attractive," he said with some exasperation. "That's just aesthetics."

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure we're not talking about the same thing… Didn't you get why people were tripping over themselves to talk to that Veela Beauxbatons girl, what, Fleur whatever?"

"No, I get it, she was very pretty."

He scoffed. "'Pretty'? Fuck, I'd've cut off my left arm if I could touch her. Just the left one, mind, I'd still need the other." He made a crass motion with his hand.

"Oh come on."

"Hey, just speaking truth. All the guys felt it. Maybe not that strong," he admitted. It wasn't just a joke that he was a perv.

"I saw full-blooded Veela," Draco commented. "At the World Cup. I did get to see some weak-minded spectators acting like fools. It was amusing."

"I listened to the match… With the Leprechauns too, right?"

"Yes."

"Oh yeah. I remember. I remember they were described dancing or something. I really… really wanted to be there. You didn't feel anything?"

"No." He said that knowing he was about to be judged for it.

Theo slid down in the corner of the sofa, laughing. "You didn't feel anything from dancing Veela and you still didn't know you were gay? That's as bent as a silver Galleon. Did you think they were 'pretty', too?"

"I could see perfectly well that they were beautiful," he said patiently.

"Aesthetically."

"Yes, that's literally in the meaning of the word."

"But you don't feel it. That's like how I can tell you Blaise is almost as good-looking as you, that doesn't mean I want to look at him. Never have I seen a fit girl and I was like," he stretched out his words in a mimicry of Draco's posh drawl, "'I say, that young lady is rather aesthetically pleasing, old bean'."

"Is that meant to be me?"

"Yes, that's exactly what you sound like, word for word."

"Whereas I suppose you 'wanna give that bird a right proper shagging, innit'."

Theo cackled and fell into his shoulder. "Never, ever do that again."

Draco smiled a bit. "Likewise."

Theo sighed and grabbed another handful of popcorn. "So that's what it's like to be gay? You just don't notice people except on an 'aesthetic' level?"

"I don't know; it's what it's like to be me. It's not like I've ever talked to another one to compare notes."

"Huh." Theo leaned back and studied Draco's profile. "I never thought about that. That must be weird, in— I mean, right? To've never talked to someone like you?"

Draco raised a judgemental eyebrow at him. "People 'like me' are my parents, the Greengrasses and Parkinsons, you…"

"Yeah, yeah, good Pureblood breeding and manners. That's not what I meant."

"And I mean you're talking about the absolutely least interesting and important part of my personality. It's not even part of my personality. It's barely even a footnote. It shouldn't even be."

"Well, 'good breeding' isn't a very interesting personality either, as far as that goes. There are obviously at least a few wizards into wizards, I'll find you some to talk to."

"Perfect, so I'll know exactly whom to never be seen with."

"Come on… I'm just trying to help you get some friends."

"It's hilarious that between us you think you are the one who should be giving advice about making friends."

"Oh, an insult based on how I haven't got any friends, that's really creative. Did you just think that up?" He flicked popcorn at his head.

That one he managed to deflect with a flick of his hand so it veered away toward the window. "Classics are classic for a reason," he sniffed. "I don't know why you think I need gay friends. Are you part of the local voyeurs' club?"

"Hey, now…"

"Or do you have a bunch of likeminded blokes who are bonding over the fact that you, too, like to ogle women?"

"Well that's just every conversation I had with Vince since third year, innit?"

He rolled his eyes. "Of course it is."

"Don't judge, I had to take what I could get; you and Blaise were too stuck up to talk about girls, and Greg's too slow to hold a proper conversation. Oh, hey, shut up!" Draco thought about pointing out that he wasn't talking, but it wouldn't have mattered. Theo stood up on his knees on the sofa, looking back at the wireless, where the announcer's voice was rising in volume and tempo, excitedly describing the neck-and-neck race between the Seekers as they dove for the Snitch. Now Harpies' Firth was ahead, now Portree's Robbins…

Draco watched Theo with a small smile, the way he unselfconsciously leaned forward over the back of the sofa, muttering, "Come on, come on, come on…" Maybe Theo was right that he wasn't, objectively, anything conventionally special to look at — he'd been born with his father's crooked nose, nut-brown hair that couldn't decide if it was curly or not that he barely bothered to comb and never tried to manage, gangly limbs like a baby horse he never seemed to figure out how to completely control, and a fashion sense that was aggressively nonexistent. But Draco liked what he saw.

When the announcer yelled that it was Portree, Portree had the Snitch and had won the game, Theo yelled "No!" and threw up his arms, sending the bowl of popcorn flying. Draco covered his head with the paper to try to protect his hair. "Bloody Robbins!" Theo huffed as he threw himself back down on the sofa. "I swear he's got longer than regulation arms, somebody should look into that."

Draco shook out the paper and casually snaked his leg through Theo's.

#draco x theo #draco malfoy #draco malfoy fanfiction #theo nott #fanfic #fluffy #teen draco #splendidissimus writing

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lucilucialu · 2 years

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teen wolf movie post credit scene:

"i'm baaack!" liam walks into his apartment carrying a duffle bag and a small plastic bag "i stopped by the store and bought you those disgusting cookies you love so much". he puts the bag on the kitchen counter and gets the food out "i don't get why you like them tho, they smell like cat food". getting no response, he leaves the kitchen and goes to his bedroom

"hey, where are you? please tell me you're not-" there's a large dog lying on the bed "oh c'mon! seriously? how many times do i have to tell you not..." the animal, that was previously sleeping, growls at him "...to get on the bed- did you just growl at me?" the dog just ignores him "ok, get out of here. im gonna throw away your cookies i swear-"

liam ends up pushing the animal off the bed bc it refuses to move. he groans when he sees all the short black hairs on the white comforter. "oh you fucking stupid dog" he tries to get the hair out of the bed "you always do this. i don't understand why you always do this" he can hear the animal moving around the room behind him while he complains. "are you seriously gonna make me buy one of those pet hair remover brushes? is that what you want?"

suddenly there are two strong arms wrapping around him from behind and someone snuggling against his neck and hiding a smile on his shoulder and kissing the back of his head and "i want you to shut up"

liam sighs and stops what he was doing. "and i want you to get off me" but he's not that mad anymore. how could he?

"i thought you liked me naked and behind you?" "no-" "oh, right. you prefer to be behind me" "i prefer you to not be anywhere near me when you just were a dog like two minutes ago"

theo just hugs him tighter

"and even less if you're naked" "you know, i wish you could stop calling me a dog. it's a coyote" "it's a dog. a dumb dog leaving hair all over our bed. also you stink, go get a shower"

theo grabs liam's upper arms and turns him around so they are facing each other. he puts his hands on liam's shoulders, one of them traveling up his neck and cupping his jaw. "shower with me?" "no" but he stills put his arms around theo

"i haven't seen you in months. i missed you" he starts caressing liam's face with his thumb and wow theo remembers all of his manipulative tactics perfectly. "and i missed you. so much" liam leans closer so their foreheads touch "so so so much. like. you have no idea" theo snorts and the sound is so simple and stupid and fuck he really missed him "which is why im gonna make dinner for us while you take a shower. lydia taught me this pasta recipe... you're gonna love it" "fine, pup" "i can't believe i missed hearing that" "you love it"

theo drops his arms and starts walking to the bathroom but liam grabs his wrist before he can get too far and just

just looks at theo and stays there holding his hand and "i'm serious, theo. i missed you so fucking much. i don't ever wanna do this again if you're not coming with me. and i don't care if i sound needy or whatever". theo smiles and uses his hold on liam's hand to pull him close and kisses him, soft and sweet and slow. he kisses liam for the first time in what feels like an eternity

liam gives him one last kiss before pulling away, but not too far, arms around each other, liam loving the feeling of theo's warm naked skin. he looks so dumb and in love and theo loves it him. "hi" "welcome back, by the way. and thanks for the cookies" "i love you" "i know. i love you too. tell me everything about your little adventure?" "i will, during dinner. i promise"

#yes hi sorry this headcanon was longer than i expected but oh well #teen wolf movie #thiam #teen wolf #liam dunbar #theo raeken #theo x liam #puppy pack #teen wolf the movie #anyone who wants to write a full fic about this is Free to do so btw #thiam hc #thiam au #thiam fic #fic idea #i have another hc of a post credit thiam scene but waaaaay more painful and angsty btw #my post.

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realityescapee01 · 2 years

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I just want to say it, just in case.

Theo x Reader (female)

Y/N was caught with Theo by the crazy guy from Eichen House. They are now being electricuted. Tortured. And Theo isn't helping. He kept egging the guy on.

"What are you doing, Theo?!? Stop provoking him!" -Y/N screamed at Theo beside her.

"I have a plan. Trust me."

"That would be a little difficult to do, Raeken."

Theo just smirked at Y/N. Huffing cockily and then stared back at their torturer.

"Don't you dare, Theo!"

"Come on, is that all you've got?" -Theo provoking him.

The dial was turned up and electricity zapped through them.

"Theo, I can't anymore... I think I'm dying! Seriously, I am wounded. I haven't healed."

Theo looked Y/N over. "I'll get us out of here, I swear. Trust me. I need him to zap us one last time. You must endure, Y/N."

"Theo, I just want to say it, just in case..."

"Yeah?"

"I... I like you."

"Wh-What?" -Theo couldn't believe it. This is Y/N, one of Scott's betas. "You're just delirious right now."

"No... I do! I really like you. Since you showed up start of senior year. You're very attractive Theo. You're so beautiful... can I kiss you?" -Y/N was indeed delirious from her wound. But all words she spoke were true.

"Hold on, Y/N." -Theo turned his attention back to their torturer. "Come on, is that all the volts you got???"

The guy was pissed and turned it up more. Zapping Y/N and Theo again. This time, Theo broke free. The ziptie fried and he was able to break free.

Theo shifted and attacked their captor, knocking him out. Then he turned his attention to Y/N, who was almost passed out. Theo freed her and cradled her.

"Y/N! Hey!" -Theo patting Y/N's cheek lightly. He then inspected her wound, it was slowly healing now. Theo held her hands... then Y/N felt her pain go away, and her healing hastened. She was up in a second.

"T-Theo?" -Y/N sat up. Theo is still holding her hands. "T-Thanks."

"You can."

"What?"

"You asked me back there if you can kiss me. You also said you like me. And that I'm very attractive and so beautiful." -usual cocky Theo.

"I-I... don't remember saying that." -Y/N looked away. She knew it won't fly, Theo could hear her fast heartbeat lying. She cursed at herself.

"Hmn! I only offer this once."

Theo and Y/N had a stare off for a few minutes. Y/N thought, Monroe's hunters are still out there, they're not even sure how they'd survive it. To hell with this! Y/N cupped Theo's cheeks with her hands and kissed him. It was a quick kiss. Just a smack of their lips. Y/N then broke the kiss and let go but Theo grabbed her waist and continued kissing her. He wrapped his left arm to the small of her back, effectively pulling her against his body. His right hand slid from her back up to the back of her head, gripping her hair back -tilting her head back a little. Y/N gasped from the sudden pull, parting her lips. Theo took the opportunity to slide his tongue in, deepening the kiss.

Y/N felt Theo's tongue coaxing hers. She then felt Theo's left hand, slid under her shirt, and fingers splaying across the small of her back -thumb rubbing her skin gently. She moaned into it and kissed Theo back, mimicking how Theo's tongue movement against hers.

They broke apart, needing to catch their breaths. Y/N has her hands on Theo's shoulders. "What-Why?" she asked.

"Let's just say..." -Theo's thumb on her back kept running lazy circles on the dips there. "... you're not the only one who wants us to kiss."

"I-I, Theo..."

"Grrmm..." -the Eichen guy started stirring awake.

Y/N freed herself from Theo. "Hey, that guy-"

"I got it. Go on outside." -Theo told her to go out first.

Y/N walked out. "Oh well. Let me take care of this guy first." Theo tied the guy up where they were a while ago... and left the dial, button faced down, eternally electrocuting the guy.

Theo then followed Y/N out, who was deeply contemplating what Theo said. 'Does that mean he likes me too? Theo Raeken??? The attractive, beautiful, my huge crush: Theo Raeken???'

"Whoa!" -Y/N jumped a little. She felt a slap on her behind.

"Let's go." -Theo smirking at her.

"Hey!" -Y/N said, but she's smiling. Then she slapped Theo on his abs. The chimera just laughed.

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They met up with Scott and the pack. Y/N's alpha immediately noticing some difference. There's something between Y/N and Theo. Scott wondered what happened. He could also smell Theo on Y/N a little bit. Scott looked at his beta Y/N. The other pack members just stared at Theo. They're still reluctant to have Theo around. And Theo just stood there, not minding them at all.

As they separate into their plans, Y/N told Scott about Theo breaking them free from the Eichen guy. How Theo took her pain away, helping her heal faster, almost instantly too. But of course, she did not include how Theo gave her the best kiss she ever had. Scott decided to give Theo another chance to join the pack.

They mobilized to solve their problem with Monroe. Several occasions, several locations, and groupings were executed. And Scott could feel this tension between Y/N and Theo. He would sometimes catch them talking, and hanging out, just the two of them. Their dynamics changed. Y/N started talking about plans with Theo in it. She trusts him to give him vital roles in her plans. And Theo delivers, everytime. And the other pack members slowly trusted him too.

A few more days and Scott was sure now on what's happening between Y/N and Theo. Whenever the two would pass by each other, someone would always touch the other, however way they can. Y/N would brush her side against Theo, or would tap Theo's shoulder. Or Theo would place his hand on Y/N's back as he pass, or Theo would rub his thigh against Y/N's when he sits beside her, or Theo would sit down, and lean a little more towards Y/N, his arms against hers.

'They're scenting each other!' -Scott scoffing at himself for figuring out a little late.

The squabble with Monroe finally came to an end. The pack rested for a bit with each other in Derek's loft. Pairs cuddling with each other. Theo and Y/N sat together on the couch. Scott observing everyone. They deserve this rest. After a few more hours, they started going home. Theo insisted on driving Y/N home. Scott asked to ride along.

In the car, Scott started asking questions.

"So, are you two together?"

"Wh-What?!?" -Y/N was surprised.

Theo just chuckled on the driver's seat.

"Yeah. I could tell... Well, I just wanted to say, Theo... the pack came to a decision, we accept you in."

"Really? That's great."

Y/N looked back at Scott and thanked her alpha too.

"I have a question for you, Scott." -It was Theo's time to ask. "As the alpha, I wanted you to know, I'm claiming Y/N to be my mate."

Scott and Y/N was surprised at that. Y/N had no idea Theo would ask for it this soon. Sure, there was something going on but it never had a label or confirmation or anything.

"Oh... yeah. Why not. Now it would still depend on the girl in question." -Scott gave the blessing and then turned to Y/N. "But I guess we all know what she'd decide."

Theo laughed. "Yeah, we do. Great!"

Theo dropped Scott off to his house. Scott leaned over to Y/N and whispered: enjoy! then he winked.

"S-Scott!!!" -Y/N slapped Scott's shoulder repeatedly, cheeks blushing.

Scott just laughed and walked off.

Theo drove away when Scott got off.

"Wait! You missed the turn to my house!" -Y/N said as she looked back at the street they were supposed to turn to.

"We're going to my place."

"Wh-what?!?"

Theo turned to look at her. "I'm claiming you." then his eyes flashed gold. Tongue darted out a little to moisten his lips.

Y/N looked away and out the window. She blushed real hard and smelled lust from Theo. It sent her closer to her heat.

Theo smelled her arousal and smiled. "I'll take care of that."

Theo pulled up in the garage of the house he was staying in. He led Y/N inside straight to his bedroom. As he closed the door, he grabbed Y/N by her waist, kissed her intensely, making her arousal grow. As he kissed and groped her, he walked them towards his bed. Once Y/N's legs touched the edge of the bed, Theo let her fall onto it.

He then stared at Y/N, sprawled on her bed, breathing heavy. Theo's wolf eyes glowed.

Theo took his shirt off and tossed it aside. "Well, let the mating begin."

Y/N hated how confident Theo was. No, she was lying. She loves it. She loves that chimera.

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