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Wounds and Scratches

Steo | Stiles x Theo

Theo came back to the pack house, bloodied and wounded. He just came back from an undercover op for the pack. He was able to capture a rogue omega.

He was stabbed to his stomach, slashed on his arm and cut on his palm. He took the omega back to Scott for interrogation. Afterwards, Scott gave him an order to patrol the tunnels.

"Oh, for fuck's sake, Scott! He's hurt, send someone else!" Stiles had enough.

Theo is hurt and Stiles goes off on it.

Theo snarled, he struggled to get on his feet. He just got slammed to a wall by their enemy. He was in pain but he was still able to distract the enemy enough for Stiles to lay the mountain ash prison around it.

"Good job, guys."

Scott and them went back to the pack house. Stiles watched Theo bend over a bit, holding his tummy and has a pained expression on his bloody face. Dried up blood from his forehead. Busted lips and a sprained ankle.

Stiles thought back at the bad things Theo did to him and the pack. That is why Stiles thought Theo deserves all the beatings he's taking.

Scott decided to take in Theo despite everything he did. Scott being the kind and giving person he is. Stiles was against it. He doesn't want Theo in. But Scott insisted they could use Theo's skills.

What skills? The manipulative skills? The cunning, the smarts, deceptive skills? Well, yeah, those are useful. Stiles begrudgingly admitted.

So here is Theo in their pack. Being used as a scout, a spy, and first liner. Scott always sends him in first, first to whatever danger they're facing.

It's strange to Stiles because Theo wouldn't put up with those, but seeing as Theo was indeed putting up with all of it, maybe, Theo is doing everything to be better now, to be good, to make up to them, to make up for everything he's done.

Stiles heard all about it from Liam. Theo's redemption arc. Stiles wasn't buying it at first but later on, he started to believe too.

Or maybe the courting of Theo is affecting his judgement.

Oh, yeah, Theo is courting Stiles.

For about 2 months now. At first, Stiles is just playing Theo, but things got shitty for him and he genuinely needed Theo's help.

Like when he's jeep broke down. Theo drove him to and from his FBI internship. Every weekend, when he comes home and goes back to the FBI classes.

The long drives gave them a lot of time with each other. And Stiles found himself enjoying those times.

Stiles found himself chatting and calling Theo at nights after classes too. Sometimes while Theo was in tunnel patrol. To discuss and bounce off ideas from his homeworks of cases; murder mysteries and investigations. And Theo gave him very good insights every time.

Maybe because Theo is one little psycho himself that is why he understands how those criminals think. Stiles laughed on the idea. He is like those FBI agents having a serial killer to talk to and consult cases about.

-+-+-+-

Theo calls him, all wounds and injuries healed up. He is driving Stiles home. Stiles jogs to Theo's truck and they go and get drive thru food. Stiles ask if Theo's okay. He looked hurt really bad.

He's got bandage on his hand. Again.

"What happened there?"

"Oh, I got cut. And I keep getting cut there so it's getting harder and harder to heal." -Theo explaining, trying not to put pressure on it too much while driving.

"I'm fine, Stiles."

Stiles have an idea of what happened. Having seen how hard Scott is using Theo out there. Then he received a chat from Scott to remind Theo about his underground tunnel rounds later tonight. Stiles felt irritated. Theo just recovered and now Scott is on him again with the errands.

-Isn't Liam on tunnel patrol tonight?- Stiles replied to Scott.

-I'm taking Liam with us in the talks. Where are you guys now? Will you be here in an hour?-

-Yeah, we're close. Keep Liam on patrol, let's bring Theo in the meeting-

-Why Theo?-

-It's decided. Just wait for us.-

They are to meet with the new group in town. Invite them to join forces or discuss terms on co-existing in Beacon Hills.

Scott met up with Theo and Stiles on the way to meet the werejaguars. They learned they're all female, a small group of 5. The talks start. Stiles let Scott do his thing while he observed.

"... We don't wanna join forces, we do not wanna stay near the Nemeton, which is basically a signal light to all hunters. Just let us be for a few days, I promise we won't cause trouble."

Their leader explained. Scott huddled with Stiles and Theo.

"I don't know about you, but werejaguars are highly aggressive." -Theo muttered.

"I agree." -Stiles nodded, remembering a certain Kate Argent.

"Yeah, I think so too. I will ask them to leave by dawn. Liam and the others can stay here to watch them until then" -Scott relayed the decision to the group leader. There were some friction but Scott brandishing his alpha status made the leader back down.

"Okay... but... we will only leave if he comes with us."

"What?" -Scott didn't expect a request.

"Him."

"No way." -Stiles strongly disagreed.

The group leader was pointing at Theo. "At least give us some protection. A capable mate for me."

Theo just scoffed. "I'm not up for mating."

"That or we stay as long as we like."

"... How about this." -Stiles proposed. "The real reason you're here is because you're all sick. You plan to steal our herb reserve. Preferably tonight because you know our resident doctor wouldn't be home."

The gang leader took a defensive stance.

"Okay, I'll give you a generous amount of 9 herbs and then you leave tonight. No taking Theo with you."

"What if I don't agree?"

"Well... you have to deal with a true alpha." -Stiles turned his head to Scott, who was half shifted by now.

"It was said this place and your pack is sanctuary to all supernatural beings!"

"Not if you threaten to take anyone away." -Scott said with a growl.

The group leader knew there is no way they'd win. "Fine. Get me the herbs."

After Scott's new recruits arrived with the herbs, the werejaguars left. But their leader really likes Theo, and as she passed him by, she said:

"We'll be 2 towns over, if you change your mind." -plus a hand, slowly gliding down Theo's muscular arm.

"I have my eyes set on someone else." -Theo shrugged the leader's hand away from him.

Theo watched the group leave and looked at Stiles. Having a renewed faith on a chance.

A chance that Stiles actually likes him back. With the human getting all no-way-you're-taking-Theo upset a while ago.

After that, Scott still wanted to send Theo on tunnel patrol duty but Stiles said Theo's driving him home even before Scott got the chance to say it. And so Theo drove Stiles home.

"Hey, Theo. If you like, you can stay here. Liam could use the tunnel patrol experience." -Stiles invited him to stay there to avoid the patrol task.

And Theo did. They went up to Stiles' room and Theo acting all strange.

"Hey? What's the matter?" -Stiles just went about the room as normal.

"...This is the first time for me. Here, in your room."

"What?!? You've never been here?" -Stiles remembered all the pack members whose been in his room. And yeah, this is Theo's first time to be here. "Well, there's a first to everything. You never know, you might be coming here more often in the future."

"W-What?" -Theo didn't expect that.

"Nothing! Nothing." -Stiles blushed. He was just being playful, flirty if you will. Because it's true, if he decides to answer Theo, then definitely, Theo would be in his room more often.

Theo was smirking and shaking his head, thinking of a comeback, but that caught him so off guard that he couldn't come up with one.

"Uhm, I'm gonna head to bed. By the way, use this on your wounds." -Stiles threw him a poultice Deaton taught him to make. Something to make the wounds stay clean for a longer time.

Theo caught it and sat on the chair by the window. He took the gauze off his hand and tended to it. He lifted his shirt and applied the poultice to random cuts on his torso.

Stiles just watched him. He memorized all the spots Theo has wounds and scratches and bruises.

"Well, uhm, Theo, I'm tired, I'll go to sleep, stay as long as you like." -Stiles headed to bed.

As he laid down, he smiled to himself on how things turned. Before, he couldn't stand Theo, but now he can sleep in the same room with Theo present.

The next day, Stiles woke up and Theo was gone, left a message of thanks and that he headed to school.

Theo goes to school on weekends, in a special program to make up for the lost time when he was dragged to hell; and once made, he can go back to school to continue his last sem of senior year.

Stiles thought to give Theo a visit.

He finds him on the lacrosse field. Coach Finstock recruited him.

Theo sensed Stiles and looked at his direction. Stiles waved.

"Bilinski!" -Coach Finstock intercepted him. "What are you doing here?"

"I missed you, coach!" - Stiles attempted to give coach a kiss.

"Ugh!" -Coach Finstock stopped him with a hand to his face.

Stiles knew that way, coach would leave him alone. Theo jogged towards him.

"Hey." -Theo in lacrosse practice uniform.

"You joined?" -Stiles sat in the bleachers.

"Yeah." -Theo stood right in front of him.

"I never knew you like sports. Sports aside from hunting and killing."

Theo laughed at that. "Just to release some aggression."

Stiles just nodded. He looked at the other players. He remembered his lacrosse days back then. And that winning shot he got. It was the fun days. Way before the shit hit the fan.

Stiles stayed to watch Theo practice with the team. He decided to stay even after and play with Theo a bit.

"Fine! But make sure you tidy up the things!" -Coach Finstock let them stay.

"Want a serious match or just for fun match, Stiles?"

"Just for fun." -Stiles gripped the lacrosse stick.

"Okay." -Theo smirked and threw the ball right past Stiles' left shoulder and into the goal.

"Ha! For fun, I said! Not for the Olympics or something!"

Theo laughed. They change places. It's now Theo's time to be goalie.

"Theo, no superpowers!" -Stiles was gearing up for a shot.

"Okay."

Stiles kept licking his lips and aiming and aiming for the goal before actually taking the shot. And of course, Theo caught it. Stiles was mad accusing him of using chimera powers but Theo didn't. Stiles is just really not good at it.

"Okay, that's it. I don't wanna play anymore!" -Stiles throwing the stick down.

"I didn't use supernatural powers, Stiles. You're just really bad at it."

"Just- Forget it!" -Stiles waving his hand off.

Stiles waited for Theo in the lockers. He looked at the seat where they confronted Theo. And where he said: "I came back for you." Stiles didn't really know the gravity of those words.

Theo wanted him. From day one. And there he is right now, feeling the same. He wants Theo now.

He turned his attention to the sound from the showers.

Theo is in there. Naked.

Stiles felt a little panic and stepped out of the lockers. A few minutes after, Theo stepped out too.

"Stiles, are you okay? I smelled panic."

"I'm fine. Let's get outta here." -Stiles walked away. Fast. He wanted to answer Theo but Theo is not asking him the question yet.

"Drop me by the tunnel entrance. I'm on patrol." -Theo said, settling in the passenger seat of the jeep.

"Oh. Okay."

"Stiles? Tomorrow, will you go out with me?"

"Oh? Where are you taking me?" -Stiles smiled. Theo courting him, does this quite a lot, take him on dates.

"It's a surprise." -Theo was smiling.

"You know my anxiety, I don't like surprises."

"I know. But you'll love this."

Stiles agreed. And so their date was set.

The following week, Stiles gradually calling out Scott for using Theo too much. Scott took the use and abuse too seriously.

Stiles would lightly tell Scott to give Theo a few minutes or hours before being sent for work again. Sometimes they'd be out, hanging out, and Stiles would tell Scott to let Liam do the patrols. The kid needs that experience somehow.

Their date night arrived. Theo was driving them in his truck when Scott called. An emergency.

Theo sighed. "I guess date night is cancelled."

"Apparently so." -Stiles confirmed as he gestured for Theo to make that U-turn.

They were called towards the Nemeton and they saw Scott and Liam, shifted, chasing after their enemy of the week. The werejaguar leader came back.

"I warned you." -Scott intimidating the werejaguar. "Why are you back?"

"Nothing much... just some petty reason." -she spotted Theo and Stiles running over to them.

Liam lunged at her but missed. She charged towards Stiles and Theo.

Theo was fully prepared to intercept her but she made a sharp and quick turn towards Stiles.

They rolled over the ground. Stiles tried to wrestle her off but to no avail. She pushed Stiles over the cliff.

"Holy sh-" - Stiles couldn't do anything.

He was falling off the cliff. He could only hold his hand up, hoping to be saved.

"Stiles!" -Theo jumped after him.

Theo caught him and held onto exposed vines on the cliff.

"Tch!" -Theo exclaimed as the vine rope burned through the bandage on his hand. And brutally so onto the wound there. Making it bleed again.

They slid for a little bit more before finally getting caught on bigger vines, stopping them from falling.

Back at the top, Scott and Liam were trying the werejaguar to a tree and then hurrying to help Theo and Stiles. Lowering down a rope to get them back up.

"Stiles! Oh man!" -Scott pulled Stiles into a tight hug once the two was saved. "I was so worried!"

"I was too." -Stiles hugged him as tight, looking at Theo, nodding him a thank you.

They subdued the werejaguar leader, and as agreed -Scott will try to talk to the supernatural beings walking into Beacon Hills, with the goal of peace, and when it is not achieved, the hunters will take care of it- Scott called Chris Argent to deal with the werejaguar.

As they were walking, Scott was going on about checking the old werejaguar hideout before calling it a day.

And Scott wanted to send Theo and Liam.

"Oh, for fuck's sake, Scott! He's hurt, send someone else!" Stiles went off.

"O-Okay. Me and Liam would go." -Scott conceded. He felt guilty afterwards, he never checked on Theo. And now only saw Theo's hand. "Sorry, Theo."

"Yeah. Apology accepted." -Theo soothing his wounded palm.

They parted ways. Scott and Liam towards the hideout and Stiles and Theo towards Theo's jeep.

Stiles applied poultice on Theo's palm. "Thanks. A lot."

"No problem. As if I would just let you die on me right there. You owe me a date."

"Well... our sched just freed up."

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And so, they revisited their original schedule for tonight. The date:

"W-What the-" -Stiles was greeted by tiny lights floating in some enclosure far from the reserve. "What is this? I've never... there were no fireflies in Beacon Hills. Ever!"

"There are now." -Theo watched him enjoy the view.

There were so many. Flying, floating, near the trees too... it looked magical.

"Since when? How?" -Stiles wanted to get to the bottom of this.

"I don't know. Must be a Nemeton thing. Again."

Stiles wanted to ask questions again, but the view was so beautiful, he just accepted that explanation. The Nemeton does make and affect all sorts of stuff.

"Stiles? Can I ask the questions now?"

"Sure." -Stiles waved his hand, eyes fixed on the sea of fireflies in front of them.

"Will you... be my mate?"

"..." -Stiles blinked. A lot of times.

"Stiles?" -Theo was concerned.

Stiles looked back at him. The fireflies are near them now, surrounding them. Making Theo have the background of little lights floating.

Beautiful.

"Yes." -Stiles said.

Theo smiled, ear to ear.

"I was waiting for you to ask that." -Stiles revealed.

"I was waiting for you to be sure." -Theo walked slowly towards Stiles.

Reached for Stiles' waist and pulled him into a kiss.

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STEO DAY

Guess what? It’s almost June, and that means our fourth annual SteoDay is around the corner! We can’t believe it’s almost three years since we had our first SteoDay. We’re even more excited to bring it back! Just like last time, this event takes place on Thursday, 06/29/2023! 

Previously, our prompts were  ‘At First Sight’ & ‘Written in the Stars’ & ‘Enemies to Lovers’ because June 29 was the day Theo and Stiles first met on screen. This time, we chose the following theme: 

Fighting for Love

Are you thinking of the incredible lengths Stiles and Theo are willing to go to fight for their love. It's not just about physical battles; it's about overcoming emotional obstacles and defying the odds that stand in their way. Create whatever your heart desires! But since this prompt/theme is optional, you can choose a different one as well. There are no limits to your creativity! This also means that we accept every contribution - gifs, incorrect quotes, drabbles, fanfictions, aesthetics, everything.

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We can’t wait to see what you’re coming up with!

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[mercheswan]

Steo Day: Fight for love

Stiles wanted to be a crimes reporter, but to get that position he needs to prove his boss that he is good at what he does.

When he is offered the chance to cover up a wrestling championship. He is not very thrilled, he couldn’t care less about the sport, but he will write the best freaking wrestling article that his boss has ever seen.

He expected everything to be professional. Observe the matches, go back home to write. Stiles was not expecting to meet Theo.

Theo seemed like bad news, but he was so enthralling and mesmerizing to watch, not only because he was hot as hell, but because of the way he moved. He was elegant, yet violent at the same time, and Stiles was not ashamed to admit that it turned him on a little bit.

Theo took an interest in him as well, and things evolved to way past professional. That’s how Stiles finds out that Theo is not supposed to be fighting any more, a bad hit to his head could cause his instant death. Stiles doesn’t understand why would he take the risk, but Theo is determined to win and give his all.

Wresting has become a much serious sport to Stiles. A fight for love.

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[theoraeken]

For @steoevents Steo Day

Title: Love & Loyalties  Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: Explicit  Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Underage  Relationships: Theo Raeken/Stiles Stilinski  Characters: Theo Raeken, Stiles Stilinski  Additional Tags: Canon Divergence - Teen Wolf (TV) Season 5A  Summary: 

Just when Stiles thought he could enjoy a chill summer in Beacon Hills, his past barges in with a mysterious string of robberies and the sudden reappearance of Theo, his old BFF, who's now... a werewolf? Stuck between his past feelings for Theo and his loyalty to his pack, Stiles is up for a new school year he didn't sign up for. "Love and Loyalties" is a wild ride through secret emotions, unexpected twists, and a whole lot of supernatural drama. Buckle up, it's about to get real.

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[sunel0]

First Kill

A late SteoDay entry @steoevents

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Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Category: M/M Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV) Relationship: Theo Raeken/Stiles Stilinski Characters: Theo Raeken, Stiles Stilinski, Tara Raeken, Allison Argent, Tracy Stewart Additional Tags: Vampire Theo Raeken, Hunter Stiles Stilinski, Adopted Stiles Stilinski, Allison Argent & Stiles Stilinski Are Siblings, Enemies, Non-Consensual Blood Drinking, Blood Drinking, Seven Minutes In Heaven Game, Tara Dies, Murder, nothing really happens they just get obsessed with killing each other Words: 7329

***

Theo was standing in front of the mirror in their ridiculously big, ridiculously bougie, and ridiculously light entrance hallway, staring down his own reflection, checking to make sure his fangs weren't showing. Which he could feel they didn't do, but he did need to do something.

Soon Tracy was going to pick him up for school, which he found unbelievably annoying, but then he did drive his truck into a tree, so it was mostly on him that it needed fixing right now.

He sighed, impatiently checking his phone.

Tracy was running late, which meant he was running late.

Tara slid behind his back, as if he couldn't hear her coming in her heels on their fancy floor a mile away, putting a hand on his shoulder in one smooth motion, placing her chin on the other, looking at both their reflections.

"Are you nervous your little girlfriend will figure out you're planning to snack on her?" she turned her head to the side, letting out a tiny laugh that purposefully sounded like silver bells or something, because she was the perfect little heiress to the family. "Literally."

Theo rolled his eyes. He was so glad sometimes that he wasn't a girl and didn't stand a chance at having a place in the vampire hierarchy. If something were to happen to Tara, the responsibility was going to go to their cousin, not Theo, since he was a guy. Which was bad for the family, Theo guessed, loosing the status and all. 

"It's not going to be her."

It was Tara's turn to roll her eyes, looking as annoyed as Theo felt.

"I don't get you. She's a perfectly fine mark, and you need to get your First Kill soon, Theo," their eyes met in the mirror. "It's not something you can put off for too long," she said with intention, as if talking to a toddler who didn't understand why one shouldn't play with an electric socket.

She patted his shoulder and left, leaving him even more annoyed.

He knew perfectly well that he had to kill someone soon. He wanted to. He had been waiting for this since he could walk, basically. He felt the burn of it in the back of his throat pretty much all the time even with the pills.

But he also knew that Tracy wasn't it. He wanted his First Kill to be perfect. It couldn't just be anyone. But he didn't know who it had to be yet, he didn't see anyone who would be what he wanted.

He just knew that he would know when he needed to know. And Tara rushing him wasn't going to do anything. Theo didn't even exactly understand why she was rushing him. The thirst wasn't getting super bad (maybe just yet), the blood pills their parents got him worked fine; he wasn't female, so he wasn't in waiting for the crown of vampire royalty, even if they didn't really have any kind of proper governing structure or anything in place. He didn't really matter that much in the grand scheme of powers his mother and sister cared the most about.

There was a honk from the outside.

"Your little friend is here," Tara almost sang from the living room, as if Theo wasn't literally standing by the door. "Still alive," she added in an exaggeratedly sad voice.

Theo almost growled, throwing the door open with Tara's infuriatingly ugly laughter following him out.

***

Stiles got out of his car. More like fell out, but whatever.

"I just don't get it, like, we've trained basically our whole lives. Well, you did, but still, I've done enough, too. Why can't we go hunting with them?" he complained, throwing his hands up, accidentally sending his car keys flying.

Allison looked up at their new school, covering her eyes from the sun, while he scrambled to pick them up.

"No, I totally agree, but I also think that maybe dad and Kate know better? Since, you know, they went through this exact thing and everything."

Stiles made a vague noise. They had this argument hundreds of times by now, both with their dad and aunt and without them. On one hand, yeah, maybe it was a safety thing, maybe they weren't ready or something. But on the other…

They have been training for so long, and when Stiles - an overly traumatised and overly excited seven-year-old back then - learned that he was getting adopted into a monster hunter family, he sure as hell had hoped for some monster hunting to happen eventually. And that was ten years ago. He wasn't that far from being an adult. Maybe he should be allowed to stab an undead thing here and there? Just a little bit. As a treat.

So while Allison may be willing to comply with what their dad said (and what their mom used to say), Stiles was going to kill something. Soon. He was going to get his First Kill in this town. He decided.

So he probably didn't have much time. No one knew how soon they were going to have to move, it was up to the Hunters' Guild. Stiles had better figure it out soon. It didn't have to be something big. Just a little zombie or something. 

He finally retrieved his keys and looked up at the school as well. It was huge (especially for a town of this size), and bright, and somehow way too pretentious looking for a public school, really. The sun reflecting from the banner with the school football team's name (Stiles guessed it was football) was almost blinding.

"Okay, whatever. Do you have a scheme or something? Because this place is huge."

Allison sighed and took out her phone.

***

Theo was laughing at something one of the guys on the lacrosse team said, sitting up on the table, his feet on the chair, when he smelled something.

Something that caused the world around him to go bright red like it caught fire, and his all senses to become almost painfully sharp, his throat closing up with thirst. He had to squeeze his eyes shut, his hand gripping the edge of the table under him until it was almost painful.

Everything was so much, all at once, and he was so, so, so hungry, and there was so much food around him, and he felt his fangs press against his lower lip. 

He couldn't… he needed…

He couldn't think. He just needed. What did he need?

He needed his pills. That was it. He was not about to ruin his First Kill by accidentally losing control. It was not happening.

His First Kill or his whole family's lives, actually.

He forced himself to let go of the table, then he dug around in his backpack by his side blindly, almost throwing it off the table, until he felt the little container with the very red capsules, almost dropping all of them onto the floor in his haste to rip the bottle open. 

As soon as he felt the cold metal taste of the blood from the capsules cover his tongue in one thick explosion, the red in his eyes dissolved slowly like fog in sunlight, like the cover of the pill did in his mouth. He drew in a loud breath.

Josh made a compassionate sound from somewhere to Theo's left.

"Migraines are rough, bro."

Theo grunted in something resembling agreement, slowly peeling his eyes open. 

Only to see a pair of brown ones staring at him, squinting slightly, suspicion in them clear as day. The sunlight from the huge window to the right made them look almost golden, like that fake liquid honey in those dumd squizzy bottles; those damned lashes looked like they were borrowed from a calf.

And that was when Theo knew. He felt a smirk slowly sneak its way onto his face. That was his person.

He knew who his First Kill was going to be.

"Who is that?"

Tracy, sitting in the next row, turned around, looking where Theo was looking.

"No idea," she turned back to painting her nails, disinterested.

Well, Theo was going to find this out. It was probably polite to know the name of the guy he was going to murder.

***

Stiles watched Theo Raeken from the bleachers. He and Allison were currently having to endure watching a lacrosse practice, purely for job reasons.

Only job reasons.

The fact that the guys looked mostly nice totally didn't do anything. And it absolutely wasn't as if Stiles actually liked sports.

Really, he wasn't on any teams just because they were moving around constantly, so there was no point.

"Look, there actually are painkillers that are pink, maybe he really has migraines?" Allison asked, showing Stiles a picture of a pill on her phone. "Or maybe he's a drug addict and needed his dose," She shrugged.

You know, like rich kids do casually, hung in the air.

Stiles turned to stare at her.

"So this sounds more plausible for you than the simple explanation of him being a vampire? And the pills were way more bright red than these are anyway. They were blood red, you know," he waved his hand at his sister and turned back to squinting at Theo on the field.

Only to immediately avert his eyes, totally inconspicuously, almost falling off the bench when he saw Theo squinting back at him. 

Theo smiled and waved in all of his jock glory.

Stiles was totally not looking at him anymore.

Allison raised her eyebrows at him.

"Do you actually think he's a vampire or do you just need a reason to stalk the guy?"

Stiles actually fell over in his haste to stare at her accusatory and indignant. Like he needed a reason to stalk anyone. He could stalk whoever he wanted whenever he wanted.

And anyway…

"I have taste, actually, and he's… he's…" Stiles made a face and a gesture roughly in the direction of where he presumed Theo was on the field.

Because he wasn't looking.

Allison's eyebrows climbed even higher.

"Not your type?"

"Yeah!" the skepticism in Allison's eyes made him backtrack a bit. "Well, okay, that's a lie, but I'm not having a… crush on a vampire or something! Objectively, he's attractive, but that's it."

They were so lucky there was hardly anyone on the bleachers, so they didn't really need to lower their voices. He was grateful that vampire super-hearing was only a thing of legends.

He found Theo on the field again with his eyes, shit-talking some other guy on the team, by the looks of it. Allison might not believe him, but Stiles was going to prove all of them that he was right.

And get his First Kill in the process.

***

The party seemed like an easy way out. There are ways to get people away from other people even if they weren't that into you, and Theo knew all of them, of course. After hearing that there was a party happening already, he made sure that Stiles got invited as well, watched it happen. He didn't even have to organise anything. He didn't have any guarantees that Stiles would show up, though, but Theo was willing to take these odds.

Now he was standing in the living room, his usual entourage around him, keeping up the sound bubble around him while he scanned the room almost restlessly, waiting for Stiles to show up.

For now, he chose to ignore the possibility of this not happening.

Eventually, when Theo had to go get his glass of mostly juice refilled (he knew he wasn't going to get actually drunk, his body couldn't absorb human food that well, but it was going to have some effect, and Theo wanted to remember every single second of this night crystal clear) and almost went to do it (it was annoying to get through all the people), he noticed Stiles and his sister. Theo couldn't remember her name; she was also very pretty, and betting on her was probably safer in terms of how easy it would've been to get her away from everyone, but Theo knew what he wanted.

He jumped off the closed grand piano he was sitting on, turning to Tracy.

"You know what, this is getting boring," he stretched a bit, lazily. "Maybe we should arrange a game or something. Seven minutes in heaven?" He said distractedly, knowing full well Tracy was going to jump to organize whatever he mentioned.

"Oh yeah, totally," and she was off somewhere in the crowd looking for people and a place.

Getting into the kitchen to refill his juice, he found Josh there.

"I heard Tracy was arranging some game. Should we invite the new guy? Get to know them better and everything, you know," a lazy smile definitely got his point across.

After ticking off this point of his plan, making the cogs of the party move and the clock tick its way to the hour of First Kill, Theo moved forward.

In one of the upstairs bedrooms (he felt kind of annoyed about this, he had wasted some time looking) he found Lucas.

Leaning against the wall, the picture of casual disinterest, Theo took in all the weed on the blue duvet.

"You heard Tracy is organizing something downstairs?"

Lucas nodded slowly. His pupils were huge. Maybe there was not just weed here, actually. Theo didn't know and didn't care.

"Gonna go down in a minute."

Theo almost nodded, satisfied, but stopped himself. He knew he could trust Tracy to work quickly.

Lucas did the rest of the work for him. He smirked suggestively:

"Anyone you're hoping to get?"

Theo shrugged, feigning lazy interest.

"The new guy seemed cute."

Lucas laughed a bit.

After a moment, Theo left.

Now he just needed for Stiles to agree to the game.

***

Stiles almost sighed in relief when that girl that he had seen around Theo (Allison thought her name was Tracy) invited him to that dumb game.

Who the hell was even still playing it, especially in high school? But it definitely was a great way to at least try to get Theo alone with just a little bit of luck.

Which he made sure was going to be on his side by stealing a little amulet from his father's stash of witch-hunting trophies.

A small circle gathered around the kitchen island with the bottle placed as a central piece. Stiles wasn't sure what exactly the rules were, but he guessed it was intuitive enough.

Of course Theo and several of his little pack of small town cool kids were across from Stiles. He still felt betrayed that Allison had ditched him to go talk to some guy with a jaw very noticeably to the side, but then he guessed it would've been kind of awkward to play something like this with a sibling.

Anyway, Stiles was here now, looking at the admittedly attractive smirk on the admittedly handsome face of the admittedly hot Theo Raeken (he knew what he was doing with this pink sweatshirt).

Also known as Stiles' future First Kill.

Someone was talking around him, but Stiles wasn't listening. All his thoughts were about how Theo was going to perish into dust with Stiles' silver dagger in his heart and how he was going to get the traditional Argent hunter bullet tattoo afterwards. He guessed it was going to hurt, but he couldn't wait. He already knew what design he wanted.

Stiles snapped back when someone spun the bottle. He forgot to listen to the rules they used here, but it probably wasn't that different from everyone else's.

The bottle spun and then started to slow down.

Stiles could feel Theo still smirking across the table, so full of himself (and, probably, others, or at least their blood), it was almost annoying.

Theo was watching him, too, Stiles could feel it. He guessed it was a good thing for this particular situation that he managed to capture the attention of the local Main Asshole.

The bottle between them stopped.

***

Theo felt like cackling on the inside. The bottle did what he needed it to do even without Lucas' intervention.

It looked like everything in this game was on his side.

He knew he was probably going to get in trouble for that (he was going to be the last person seen with Stiles when they would find the body, after all) but he knew Tara was going to help him out.

His First Kill was a big family occasion even though he wasn’t an heir. Pureblood traditions and all.

He slid a finger along one of the shelves, walking into the huge pantry after Stiles, and while he did manage to keep his glee quiet, he could still feel a smirk tugging on his lips. At least it wasn’t the fangs. Yet. He could feel it coming, making him feel giddy.

"Who the hell needs to have that much food?" asked Stiles, looking around and scrunching up his nose.

He looked adorable in his little red hoodie.

This was like a fairytale or something.

Theo shrugged, eyes not leaving Stiles even for a second. He could attack him right now and be over with it.

But where was the fun in that?

He came closer, every move deliberately slow, like with a snake, so it wouldn't see you.

"Well, rich people, I guess. Ours is smaller, though" because they used it just for decoration, really.

But this one was really kind of bizarre, why was there a window at all? Wasn't this counterproductive?

Stiles just looked at him.

"Or people who believe in apocalypse."

Theo nodded. He knew how to keep up a polite small talk while waiting for the dinner to be served.

"Or those."

There was a beat of silence. Stiles huffed, impatient.

"So, are we going to do anything or just stand around?" he asked, his tone just shy of business-like.

Theo let out an involuntary laugh. 

"You sound so eager, I'm almost insulted," he stepped closer, stopping just on this side of invading Stiles' personal space, of crowding him against the shelves. 

Stiles rolled his eyes at him.

"Okay, I'm sure at least three quarters of the people around here who are attracted to guys would fall over themselves to be in my place, but I've moved around too much to do that. Every school has someone like you, and all of you are assholes, and I’m too much of one myself for our personalities to be compatible in long term, and I’m a long term kind of guy."

Theo wasn’t sure if Stiles took a breath anywhere in this little triade, and he was sort of impressed. Maybe it could've been fun to keep Stiles around for a bit. See what else he could hold his breath for.

He stepped closer, now positively overstepping a boundary, smiling at Stiles in the sweetest way he could manage, his oh she actually has a curfew, but you're such a nice boy, of course you can bring her back after midnight smile.

"So… you don't want to make out with me?"

Stiles made a face at him.

"I didn't say that."

He grabbed Theo's shoulder, pulling him in, close, putting their mouths together.

Theo couldn't for the life of him describe what the kiss had felt like. He guessed it was a kiss.

What he could describe was the feeling of a heartbeat just under his thumb on Stiles' warm neck. 

Theo let his lips slide down, leaving a kiss on Stile's jaw, before getting to his neck, fangs just scraping the sensitive skin for a second.

Stiles moved in his arms, one of his hands leaving Theo’s back for a second.

Theo pushed his fangs in, the metallic taste immediately making him forget about the party going on outside. For a second his whole world became the fresh, warm, warm, warm blood on his tongue.

And then he felt something sharp against his chest, and it burned, and he stumbled back.

There was a dagger in his chest.

He looked up at Stiles, not quite comprehending.

"You… fuck…"

Stiles looked at him, weirdly, pressing a hand against his neck.

Everything swam in front of Theo's eyes, and then the fire alarm went off, and everything went black.

***

Stiles bullied Allison into not telling anything about the party and what happened to their father (or to Kate, which was more likely; they had always been close, but after Victoria's death they became even closer; also, it was probably weird that Stiles was calling Chris his dad, but Victoria would always remain Victoria because she died before Stiles felt ready to call his adoptive parents mom and dad). He wanted Theo's disappearance to hit the news before he would say anything.

He could see it in his head (half-delirious right now with the lack of sleep right now, and he didn't even know why he slept so bed, it was like he was having some weird dreams), how he was going to be all smug about it because he got his First Kill without anyone's help.

Well, almost. Allison did cause the fire alarm to go off, so in the general chaos no one would notice him sneaking out.

He was probably going to be questioned about Theo's whereabouts, but there was no body to be found, and it's not like he realistically could've had an opportunity to do something to it between them going into that pantry and him appearing next to his car and making sure to cause a whole commotion so the most people would see him being there.

Without any traces of fang wounds that definitely should've been there, but he was going to research this on his own time. He felt it. Even Allison didn't need to know he got bitten.

Anyway, it wasn't enough to turn him, that he was sure of, so he was probably going to be fine.

Most likely.

Possibly.

Maybe everything is different with purebloods.

He pressed a hand against his neck where he could still feel Theo's warm mouth.

He was probably going to need to stop ignoring whatever the teacher wanted to inform him about.

He heard a door behind his back open.

"Sorry, I overslept."

Stiles tensed up immediately and felt Allison whipping her head to look at him, eyes probably all huge.

Because the point of yesterday's plan was to make sure that this voice was never going to sound out loud again.

"Mr. Raeken, oh, it's alright, it's just a couple of minutes, go sit down," said the teacher, smiling at Theo like he was her favourite grandchild.

Stiles watched Theo walk by him, stared at his back when he sat down two rows in front and diagonally from Stiles.

This shouldn't be possible. He used a silver dagger, he had seen his father kill vampires with it before, it worked, Stiles was sure of this. Did he do something wrong? Did he not pierce the heart? Fuck, be was so fucked now.

Theo laughed quietly at what the guy next to him said, and then turned around, his smile morphing into a smirk when he caught Stiles staring.

Stiles looked into his sparkling blue eyes, and suddenly felt threatened. Now there was actually something dangerous in there, not just an asshole jock.

Now he wasn't safe.

He did ended up just teasing a bear in spring, didn't he? But how did it not work? What did he do wrong? Where was his mistake? Stiles' mind was all over the place now, and he couldn't understand what he did wrong.

Allison was tugging on his sleeve, trying to get his attention.

Theo winked at him and turned back around to the teacher.

"Stiles, we're screwed," Allison whispered urgently.

It was so nice of her to be willing to take the fall with him.

***

Theo rubbed his forehead. He just took a pill, and the world around him was slowly becoming less red.

This was not helping his general level of annoyance.

More like rage, really.

He still couldn't exactly wrap his head around the fact that not only Stiles turned out to be a hunter (who the hell else would have had a silver dagger just laying around), he also figured Theo out just like that and ruined his favourite sweatshirt.

Not it was a matter of… honor, Theo guessed, or whatever. Who the fuck Stiles thought he was, trying to kill Theo like that.

Not that he could actually kill a pureblood vampire like that, mind you, so obviously Stiles didn't know his hunting theory too well, but this was not Theo's problem.

Also, Theo had slept like shit last night.

Tara watched him from the door of his room where he was sprawled on top of the duvet.

"You know you need to kill someone soon, right?"

Theo grunted in response. He had no patience for her right now.

He could feel her rolling her eyes at him.

"It can't be your picture-perfect First Kill or whatever you got in that big head of yours, okay? It's just something you have to do, otherwise you're just going to lose control one day and give away all of us, you dumbass."

Theo thought about Stiles' blood in his mouth. About a knife in his heart.

"It's going to be what I say it's going to be, fuck off," he sat up. "It's my First Kill, I'm going to decide how and when it's going to happen, and it's absolutely none of your business. Also, get out of my room!"

Tara stared at him, full of indignation.

"The hell, Theo? You are literally setting all of us up. You have to think about the family's safety, not just yourself! I get it, it must be a complicated concept for you to grasp, but maybe it's time to fucking learn that the world doesn't revolve around you!"

"I know that!"

Tara threw her hands up.

"Is this about the guy that stabbed you? I'm going to deal with it, it's fine, you don't have to arrange your little revenge thing!"

Theo gritted his teeth. Of course she was going to handle it, she was supposed to prove that she was going to be a good little heiress and could keep this family safe.

Theo hated the fact that he was so screwed up last night, he actually told her everything.

She could handle everyone else. Stiles was Theo's.

"You're not touching Stiles. Now, fuck off!" He threw a pillow at her.

Tara caught it with ease, rolling her eyes, closing the door and taking his pillow with her.

"You're such a baby, Jesus."

***

Stiles absolutely hated going grocery shopping. Especially after he had spent the night having a very bizarre conversation with Theo Raeken. In his dream. His subconsciousness could be so unbelievably annoying sometimes. He guessed it had this in common with Theo.

Anyway, he felt awkward with other people knowing what he was buying for some reason. But he was actively trying to get on his dad's good side before he told him he might have totally told a vampire family that they were hunters and had completely zero ideas about how to fix it.

He didn't even know why Theo didn't die. A silver dagger into the heart was how it was done, Stiles was sure of it. He heard sizzling when it went into Theo's chest, so that must mean it did do something, just not what he needed it to.

So Stiles was probably in deadly trouble now, and so he wanted to mitigate the damage as much as he could.

He also didn't have much time, so he needed to tell his dad soon. Preferably yesterday, but he blew that chance. However, he didn't think the vampires were going to wait long. Even Theo in his dream said something along these lines. Which meant Stiles knew, but he also really didn't feel like catching the hell that he was going to get when he told his dad. Even if it was deserved and the least of his worries right now, really.

Now he wasn't going to get to officially kill anything until he was like 30. Practically ancient.

He walked out of the shop with his bags and almost dropped them while trying to get his keys, as per usual.

He felt even shakier today than he normally did, that dream last night felt so weird, it was still screwing with him.

It was kind of Friday evening, so there wasn't much place in the parking lot in front of the shop or in the street, so he had to park in the back alley, which was sort of convenient as he could put his bag on his knee against the wall to make it a bit easier to reach his pocket.

He heard heels clicking on the asphalt behind him, but didn't have time to turn around and look, as someone pressed on his neck, forcing him to lean his head to the side, and then there was sharp pain in his neck.

Familiar pain.

He tried to make a sound, and the person behind him (he could only tell that they had kind of small hands and were shorter than he was) hummed gently, as if to say "shh", and then he lost consciousness.

***

"I think your sister just kidnapped me," said Stiles, frowning.

Theo scoffed.

"She wouldn't."

Theo was lying. She totally would. He could even kill Stiles on the family's behalf. 

Theo really had to get going with his plan, Tara wouldn't wait much longer.

"Yeah, no, I'm pretty sure that's exactly what happened, and now I'm dreaming about you again," Stiles sat down on the fallen tree trunk.

They were in what looked like an abandoned garden. Everything was kind of rotten. Theo didn't know why his subconsciousness was doing this. Also, it wasn't Stiles dreaming about him, it was Theo dreaming about Stiles.

"No…" Theo didn't have time to finish.

A bird flew right over his head, screaming like it was insane. Like the birds did around here.

It wasn't in the dream, though. So he woke up.

Blinking awake, he looked at the pool and considered it. Maybe trying to do his homework outside wasn't his brightest idea.

It's not like it was hot enough for the pool. It's just that it symbolized everything that annoyed Theo about trying to concentrate outside, which was primarily the noise, which wasn't apparently stopping him from falling asleep.

Everything made a fucking noise. Birds in the neighbour's little garden. The trees and the bushes. The insects.

The fucking pool and the fucking wind.

But he kind of failed to concentrate in his room as well. He kept thinking about Stiles' mouth under his lips. About the slightly rough skin of his neck under his teeth.

About his blood on Theo's tongue.

Theo slammed his textbook in his lap shut.

He had been this fucking close to his First Kill, he had to get it now. There was literally no other option. The fucker had to die, and Theo was going to be the one to do it. Maybe that was going to stop these weird dreams.

Like hell Tara would just kidnap anyone.

Anyway. If before Theo might have considered letting it go in case of a failure, after that dagger pierced his skin there was just no other option for him. Stiles was going to be his first, and that was it. As simple as this.

He might need to really hurry up though, there was always a possibility that the hunters wouldn't stay to actually try to destroy Theo and his family but choose to run, and then it was going to be a hassle to deal with. Also, there was Tara.

Theo couldn't really go away chasing someone right now, he had school. Tara, however, could do whatever the fuck she wanted.

He heard the sound of heels clicking on the tile around the pool and rolled his eyes. He knew this sound anywhere. That was just what he needed right now. Tara and her bullshit.

"Fuck off," he didn't even look up at her, slamming his textbook again, this time open, the edge jamming into his thigh, in order to scowl at it like he was actually reading it.

Tara laughed her silver bell laugh.

"Still being a huge baby, I see. Come, I have a surprise for you."

"Go away."

"No, come with me, it won't take too long, I'm sure you'll be finished really quickly," she said with a weird intonation and laughed again.

There was something in her tone that suggested that there was a nice virgin girl waiting for him in the woods to do whatever he desired to, or something.

Theo scowled even deeper. He wanted Stiles, not that.

Also, like hell he would be finished quickly.

"No."

Tara almost stomped her feet, Theo could feel it.

"Come on, you're literally not doing anything, just sulking here because you got too bored sulking in your room."

Jesus, his sister was so annoying, he would make a great heiress.

"You'll like it," she added.

Theo squized his eyes shut for a second.

Okay, Tara wasn't leaving him alone apparently. It was easier to give in, he knew it, he grew up with her. He closed his textbook again with a sigh and stood up, tossing it on the lounge chair he had been on.

"Okay, whatever. I don't have much time," that was mostly a lie if one didn't consider thinking about the ways to get to Stiles a hobby.

Which it was. Theo was going to go into town to try to stalk Stiles out today. He was working on his hobby, he didn't have time.

Hunting was a hobby, right? So were specific types of hunting.

Tara smirked at him. He felt that familiar almost rage at the thought that he smirked the same way. He needed to unlearn it, right this second.

"You're going to like it," she said again.

***

Stiles slowly came to. He was confused about what exactly was happening. He felt dizzy and there was something on his wrists. He had the weirdest dream about Theo again.

He slowly blinked his eyes open. Someone was yelling. He couldn't open his mouth. He thought there was something over his mouth. 

"What the fuck were you even thinking?!"

Okay, that voice Stiles recognised, although the intonations were new.

Someone was very angry. Someone who was supposed to be very dead.

"That you were going to fuck all of us over with your idiotic stubbornness, you dumb ass!"

She definitely said it in two separate words.

"You…" it sounded like Theo couldn't find words to describe what she was; it looked like it too, his face flushed with, presumably, rage. "You had no right," he gritted through his teeth eventually, way quieter than the rest of their nice sibling chat.

Stiles guessed they were talking about him, and he did not want to know why exactly. But then, it was pretty obvious, considering his hands were bound and there was some tape on his mouth. There was also blood on his shirt, but he didn't feel hurt. So the marks must've disappeared the way Theo's did. Because Tara definitely bit him to knock him out.

Did Theo's sister bit him? She had to, Stiles definitely had felt this exact same thing before, and that was at the party.

Tara moved closer to Theo, getting in his face, hissing something too low for Stiles to hear over the sound of the creek running under the bridge Theo and his sister were arguing on.

Theo grabbed her shoulder.

Stiles decided that this was about time he concentrated on his restraints, since both of his captors were distracted. Although he guessed it was just Tara who was his main captor.

He guessed they were fighting now, judging by the sounds of it, like, physically, but he was too busy trying to pry the little blade he had on his forearm down and then cutting the tape with it.

It didn't actually take very long, and he finished right in time with the end of the fight on the bridge.

The last bit of the tape fell apart.

There was a gasp, a huge splash and a quiet shit, and then there was only the sound of the creek.

Stiles looked up.

Theo was standing on the bridge with his hands covered in blood and a couple of rips in his shirt. He was staring down at the water with huge eyes.

There was a spill of red on the dark water, slowly getting bigger and longer as the water flowed further away.

Theo's sister was nowhere to be seen.

"Tara? Theo? Children, where are you?" Someone called from somewhere in the woods.

"Shit," said Theo again.

That was an admirable lack of reaction to killing his own sister.

Stiles squinted at the water, one part of his brain trying to understand what exactly happened (he should have watched the fight), so he could use it later, since it looked like standard methods didn't work; another part of his brain was concentrating hard on keeping as quiet as possible, and slowly getting away.

It was pretty dark in the forest already, so it was mostly the sound he was worried about. Vampires were way cooler in books.

"Kids?" Someone asked, stepping from behind the trees.

Theo looked white as a sheet and frozen, staring at the person coming.

Stiles wanted to bolt, but made himself walk on silent feet. He desperately hoped no one was going to follow him in the commotion he could hear starting behind his back.

"Theo? Why are you covered in blood? What the hell happened?" Asked someone.

Stiles didn't hear Theo's answer.

***

It has been two days since Tara kidnapped him and apparently got fucking killed by her little brother. The fuck. Did Theo kill his sister over Stiles?

Stiles' weird dreams became more vivid, now actually seeming to happen in real places. Theo was there sometimes, not always, though. According to him, he was the one sleeping and seeing Stiles, not the other way around. So he told Stiles that there were technically legends about vampires biting someone the wrong way and getting a mental connection to them, but it had to be on the neck, and usually when a vampire did that to you, you were dead, so there wasn't much evidence. He also told Stiles what, according to him (Stiles' dream!Theo), had happened to Tara, and, well, Stiles guessed his brain made the only thing that made sense with his knowledge and what he saw about what went wrong when he tried to kill Theo. Apparently, according to his brain, purebloods could only be killed one way, and it had nothing to do with silver.

What Stiles did know for sure, from real sources, was that Theo was now a wanted person among vampires for killing a pureblood, and so now hunters were trying to get to him before the vampires did to use as leverage. What for, exactly, was a mystery for Stiles, but his dad did whatever the Guild wanted.

But Theo was Stiles'. Only his.

So Stiles thanked everything that was there to thank that his father was predictable enough for Stiles to guess his password.

Stiles knew what he was doing was wrong. It went against everything his dad taught him and what the Guild stood for.

He was screwing with the data so they couldn't find Theo.

He knew they were getting close, he saw the maps. He knew it was absurd to believe his dreams, but it was the best he could do right now. He recognised the place Theo was in in his last dream, and he also knew where his father was searching. He didn't understand how or why, but the feeling that Theo was actually there was so strong he couldn't even question it. He knew it was probably his brain mixing up everything and making him believe what he wanted to believe, or whatever. 

But Theo was his responsibility now. He was Stiles' fuck-up, and Stiles was going to fix it. The Guild void fuck off and die, they weren't going to use the fact that Theo was already separated from his own kind for their own needs. Stiles was going to kill him.

Or at least try out the theory his brain provided in his dream. Although it was kind of hard to set up. But Stiles could always knock Theo out with a nicely placed silver dagger and just a couple of herbs.

Anyway. Stiles wasn't going to let the Guild get to Theo. Theo was his to kill and only his. It felt personal now that he even got kidnapped for him. And Stiles didn't like leaving a mess, and Theo was his mess.

So Stiles wiped a detail here and there, changed some numbers. He was going to be the one to get to Theo. He was going to be the one to figure out how to kill a pureblood.

***

It was just a couple of hours later that they figured it out.

Well, Kate did. Stiles had never liked her much.

He did expect them to find out, but not this fast. He hoped he had some time to set something up in order to clean his name or something.

He didn't.

What he also didn't take into account was how high profile this case was with the Guild.

And exactly how much of a bitch Kate was.

Stiles knew what it meant. They all did. He was going to be judged. And the Guild didn't take kindly to saboteurs. Especially the ones potentially connected to the enemy (he asked his dad about it, apparently, there were actually legends like that in their books, although Stiles could swear he hadn't heard anything like that; it was before Kate decided to check their data again).

Stiles didn't have time for that. He had a mission to complete, and the Guild was just going to take up his time.

So he got half an hour of sleep in, got some stuff and sneaked away.

He was going to deal with the consequences later. After he got his First Kill on his own terms and cleaned up his mess. Right now, he had a mission.

***

Theo waited, leaning against a tree near the edge of the woods on the side of the road leading out of town.

He knew where he needed to be. They had an agreement.

It was funny, actually, how both of them ended up the prey in their families' hunts.

Theo killed a pureblood. Stiles prevented a killing of a pureblood.

Adorable, really. Red sting and everything.

Considering that Stiles was now potentially the only human who knew how to kill someone like Theo because Theo didn't realise in time that it wasn't just his subconsciousness.

And yet, here they were. Both having to run away, both absolutely refusing to give up. Both determined to make the other their First Kill.

Neither of their lives was going to be easy until they figured it out. Surviving off pig blood wasn't fun, but it was a matter of principle now.

Stiles' ancient jeep rolled up next to Theo.

Theo felt a smirk slowly appear on his face.

Stiles lowered the window.

"Well, I guess we are both unbelievably deeply fucked now and are currently making it worse."

Theo rolled his eyes.

"We are both dead anyway, might as well die in the right hands."

Stiles almost smiled at him. It wasn't a nice smile.

Theo felt almost giddy looking at it for some reason.

He got in the car.

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Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love 💖

Aww, thanks mate <3 I'm gonna count 'written' as 'finished' or we'd be here all day hemming and hawing about which ones are my favourite. <3 This narrows it down to 5 of 65 instead of 102, which... i think you'll understand why I needed to do that. Pls. Sanity. I need that. That's something I need to keep having. (Also, no repeat ships/fandoms, just to let my other works shine. Teen wolf has a major bias otherwise, with 40 of my fics being for that show)

In no particular order;

For When The Sunset Turns To Gold - Chronicles of Narnia (Movies), Gen. Minor crossovers with Torchwood and Harry Potter, but mostly negligible. More about the Pevensies post-film lives (because they DO NOT DIE, BOOKS, THANKS) than anything else.

To note, I am incredibly proud of this fic! I love the feeling it's got. I was very emotional when I wrote it because I'd just watched Prince Caspian and got reminded of the very sticky ends each of these people meet and i was like NOPE OKAY and wrote this to make myself feel better. I'm pretty sure I cried when I was writing it. Actually, I'm tearing up rn. Onto the next one very quickly-

Keeping This. - Teen Wolf, Stiles/Theo, post-series AU. Soulmate AU, too.

Started in my Journey Across the Dimensions fic/let collection, finished here. This one was interesting because of how long it got, lol, for a one-shot. I ended up using it for my Steoday fic, and I'm still really happy with it. I just think this is some solid character work, and some extra-solid character dynamics work. I'm not so good with the building up romance thing, and I think this is one of the times where I did an actually good job with it, instead of just an ok one. Trying to get more comfortable establishing relationships than having them already established, since that's what I prefer to read anyway esp for non-canon fare. Anyway, I'm pleased with this one. As an AU i think it works, and i think it works more for being pretty canon-compliant. It's simple and it's easy and it's actually quite soft, which is rare for me. Especially when it comes to these two fellas. Stiles and Theo as written by me are... rarely soft. So this is a nice reprieve. Especially since I think I did a good job keeping them accurate despite the sweetness. I'm also pretty sure I managed to keep the tense consistent! But don't quote me on that. Same for all of these, actually. (Working on it, working on it...)

A Muggle Cliché (thank you for making me write this, lol) - Harry Potter, Ron/Harry, coffee shop/squib!harry/no voldemort AU! (Also background Dumbledore time travelled AU, but shhhh not important nobody ic knows that. The fic is fluffy and happy and great and the shadowy background history of the AU is not even remotely addressed.) I am halfway through writing a technical-sequel to this fic that's Cho/Ginny, stay tuned! (I know it's taking forever and the request came in before Easter, but to the person who sent in the prompt, I promise i'm literally like, halfway there. Should be done by the end of summer, at max.)

Obviously you know this one, since you made me write it, lol. Thank you for the prompt, again! I think this is my strongest ronarry excluding your other prompt, but I mean, like, non-canon ronarry is hard for me because i'm super attached to their canon selves, so this was a work in characterisation where I could see how an AU like this would change them without them being totally different people who we don't care about because it's like, in name only shit (which I'm never fond of, as a rule). So, yeah! This is one of the most saccharine things I've written. Good lord. Did pay you back for that, though.... sorry.

Somebody to Someone. - Slaughterhouse Rulez, Don/Willoughby, post-movie AU. Thank the entire Slaughterhouse Rulez discord for this one lol like a few years back. Man, how time flies... I was 17 when the film came out.... i'm 21.... gosh... anyway fluffy Christmastime goodness.

Yeah, I mean, I said it there. fluffy christmastime goodness. Don't blame that part on me, though, I had a lot of help writing this one. I'm proud of the parts I wrote and I'm super grateful for the help from the discord, you guys are great! So I guess this is my first fic that's a collaboration (that's actually a fic - we won't talk about the other one...) so, uh, yeah! Awesome! Collabs are fun. Working with other people on a fic can be a great experience. And I'm very happy with the outcome! Slaughterhouse Rulez is one of my favourite movies. If you take anything from me, it's that you should watch it and also join the discord server. It's a fandom of like 15 people. We need mooooorrrrreeeeeeeeeee-

In Another Universe (Maybe We Were Happy.) - Assassin's Creed, Desmond/Clay, 5 aus in which they (eventually, at least) get together romantically, and one in which they don't. Obviously varies wildly between angst and not angst, as is my M.O. To note I am working on that other AC fic (the soulmate au one) but it's taking forever bc i need to replay ac3. Dumb dumb moment here. Literally forgot the plot *facepalm.* Anway, somehow hoping these 44k words are enough to tide over the literal years people have been waiting for me to finish that other fic... ack.

This one is super nostalgic which is weird since it's not even that old, but I'm really fond of it. One of my first long-fics that i actually finished, which is also cool. Each chapter is it's own AU, so really I'm not sure if this is a fic per se or more a fic anthology, but either way, I'd never done the 5 + 1 format before and I thought it'd be cool. It was a good way for me to work through my characterisation of these guys, who I'd not written before, and my thoughts on the AC universe, which I'd also not written before. I think it's some solid writing and it's got one of my best AUs and romances, in chapter 2, with the coffee shop assassins AU where the Templars are Starbucks. Yeah, I know, I think something about coffee must trigger my romantic sensibilities which are usually stuck somewhere else in hibernation. Or fear. Or something. I'm bad at romance, anyway. The last chapter is some good Angst and I think some of my best angst, so there's that. It's a mite bit confusing if you don't know AC, though, but then that's the case for most fanfics of media. (I've read fanfics of media I've never consumed, though, that made perfect sense to me, so...) Anyway. Uh, yeah. Love this one. Very fond of it. Love my boys <3 Claysmond probably in the top ten for my otps. May even be top five, depending on the day. (Today? Yes.) Desmond and Clay are definitely in my top ten characters, anyway. I could not tell you where they sit, though.

Cheating to add Ginny Weasley, Veteran of War, Time Traveller, Defeater of Dark Lords, and Dark, but Good., which is a series and not a fic, and I don't think the components work as well on their lonesome. Technically hinny but for the first two fics he's dead. (actually, he's still dead in the last fic, it's just that ginny is as well. Not a spoiler.) Basically, well, read the series title: she time travels, she kills voldy, she's a bit fucked up and she's done some fucked up shit but she's still Ginny Weasley, and she's a good person at heart. Anyway, love these fics. Might've cried a little when writing. Might not. Can't prove shit you weren't there! (I did. I definitely did.) Anyway. Mostly Gen with Minor/Background Relationships. Contains Fantastic Beasts canon up to the second movie and kinda including, but veers very AU, and written before the third (which I wouldn't have acknowledged anyway, since i'm not planning on ever viewing it with mine eyes). Uh, yeah. (Premise of this fic series could actually lead to other fics/aus stemming from it..... given how Ginny gets back in the past in the first place. Sooooo that's fun!)

Thanks again!

#con #tw #hp #ac #shr #claysmond #ronarry #steo #myfanfic #myfic #<3 thanks again A!

[rubyredhoodling]

Once again, I am late to an event! This year’s @steoevents theme was ‘written in the stars’ so I thought some Steo stargazing would be cute! (I originally had an entirely different idea but ran out of time and it wasn’t on theme. -__-) 

#steo #steoday #steoday2.0 #my art #chibi art #teen wolf #beep beep get in the jeep

[tabbytabbytabby]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Theo Raeken/Stiles Stilinski Characters: Theo Raeken, Stiles Stilinski Additional Tags: Light Angst, Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Soulmate-Identifying Marks, Misunderstandings, Established Relationship, Confessions, Kissing in the Rain, Teasing Summary:

When Theo's soulmark appears, he keeps it a secret and decides to ignore it. The mark doesn't matter. But then his boyfriend Stiles gets his own mark, and Theo has to face the reality that one day Stiles will find his soulmate and it won't be him. The universe, and Stiles, might have other ideas.

Written for this years SteoDay. @steoevents

#steo #stiles x theo #steoday2.0 #steoday #steo fanfic #my fanfiction #yes I may have stayed up late to post this #but I'm actually pretty happy with it #so here we are

[publicwolfy]

Stiles: Since I’m going out of town for a while, I’ve left all of you a complimentary bowl of advice.

Stiles, picking a piece of paper out of the bowl: For instance, “Theo, murder is not the first option!” just applies to everything.

#Steo #Stiles Stilinski #Theo Raeken #Teen Wolf #SteoEvents #SteoDay

[snaeken]

Stiles Stilinski and Theo Raeken - Teen Wolf

For SteoDay2020 @steoevents

#stiles stilinski #theo raeken #steo #steoday #teen wolf #stiles stilinski fanart #theo raeken fanart #teen wolf fanart #myedits

[msmischief101]

for @steoevents' SteoDay - Fighting for Love

When Prince Theo has not shown any interest in marriage or any sort of relationship by the age of 25, his parents invite every eligible son and daughter they deem worthy of their second-born son. Theo is less than thrilled but knows he can't get out of this party. He has, however, no intention to find a suitable partner.

That is until he meets Stiles, one of the bartenders working the night of the party. He spends the evening at the bar, finding himself unable to leave. They even keep talking after Stiles' shift is over. The same night, their messy but intense relationship starts.

While it's strictly about sex at first, Theo finds himself falling for Stiles harder and harder with every night they spend together. For the first time, Theo is in love, and Stiles reciprocates his feelings even though Theo's love can be a bit much at times.

The King and Queen are aware of Theo's feelings as well, but as much as they want their son to find a partner, they refuse to accept that Theo might bring a mere bartender into her family — and they're willing to do whatever it takes to separate the two.

#steoday #twedit #fytwolf #steo #stiles stilinski #theo raeken #steoedit #teen wolf #stiles x theo #theo x stiles #*tv:teen wolf #*w:ip #*s:steo

[steoevents]

Battlefield of Love by @sapphireginger

Me & My Broken Heart by @sapphireginger

Love & Loyalties by @fandomslash & @theoraeken

Fight for Love by @mercheswan

Fighting for Love by @msmischief101

Scratch the Itch by @stilesshipper

IOU by @msmischief101

We want to thank each and every one of you. Everyone who contributed something and everyone who reblogged or liked the posts, thank you for making SteoDay such a blast! We couldn't be happier, and we definitely couldn't be more proud of this fandom. Working with you has been absolutely amazing, and we'd love to do it again in the future!

Thank you for making SteoDay as amazing as it was,

Your @steoevents Mods

@msmischief101 & @theoraeken

#Steo #Stiles Stilinski #Theo Raeken #Teen Wolf #SteoDay

[mercheswan]

After the Nogitsune left, Stiles never truly felt like himself. He knew that some some part of it stayed inside him, but he was too afraid to voice out his worries to the Pack.

In the end the secret came to light when they got attacked by some creature and Stiles used Kira’s sword to kill it.

Good news. Stiles, like Kira, now knew how to use a sword. Bad news. He doesn’t have a sword to use, and his father doesn’t want to buy him one at least he’s got a certificate for it. So Stiles found a Dōjō outside of Beacon Hills and enrolled in it.

Kira decided to join with Stiles too. She was a natural but you could always get better.

So the two foxes joined the Dōjō. Stiles was actually excited. And then Theo Raeken came. The boy was in his class and he was so infuriating, always teasing and provoking Stiles. They were always paired up together to train, and the boy was good but Stiles was better Eichi infuriated the other Kendoka. Stiles kinda enjoyed this rivals/enemies things they had going on.

~~~~~

“Why are you even here anyway? You and your girlfriend don’t need it! The ability is supposed to come naturally to you, right? Aren’t Kitsunes born with the power to use swords and other martial arts weapons?” Theo said.

Stiles tried to hide his shock and to steady his heart. “I don’t know what are you talking about”

Theo snorted. “You don’t have to hide it. I can smell it on you both. I’m part werewolf part werecoyote”

“Oh…” Stiles glanced at Theo with suspicion. “Then you have claws, why are you learning how to use a sword?”

Theo hummed. “I’ve always wanted to be a Samurai. And I hate losing. I hate that you’re better than me”

Stiles snorted. “Get over it” He turned to leave. “Oh, by they way, Kira it’s not my girlfriend, she is just a friend. She is actually dating my best friend”

Theo lifted his eyebrow, interested in that Stiles just revealed. Apparently, Theo had also been a little bit jealous of Kira for dating Stiles. But now there was no need to slice with his sword against any obstacle to get to Stiles.

#steoday 2022 #steoday #steo #stiles stilinski #theo raeken #teen wolf #kira yukimura #teen wolf au #steo au #steo fic #stiles x theo

[theoraeken]

#Steo #Stiles Stilinski #Theo Raeken #TWedit #TeenWolfEdit #Dylan O’Brien #Cody Christian #Teen Wolf #SteoDay2.0 #SteoDay #SteoEvents

[sunel0]

The Raven Cycle by Maggie Stiefvater inspired Steo AU for SteoDay2.0 @steoevents

Stiles' mother was a psychic. Her whole family was. And there were a lot of them.

They all were a real deal. Yes, they did pay their bills mostly by selling simple predictions, crystals, herbal teas that may or may not have been mildly dangerous - all the traditional stuff.

But they were real. They did real things as well. And their predictions were real, they just arranged them in a such way, that they were vague enough that no-one suspected a thing.

And all of them had always, always, since he was a toddler, told Stiles that he was going to kill his true love with a kiss.

In his 17 years of life, Stiles went through different stages of living with this idea. At this point, he was planning to become a monk as soon as he turned 18 and be done with the world.

Today he was doing his yearly mother-son bonding thing - sitting in front of an old abandoned church on St. Mark's Eve. His mother would talk to the spirits he didn't see, since he wasn't like the rest of his mother's family, spirits of people who were going to die this year in Beacon Hills, and told Stiles their names, so he could write them down. If these people came to them, at least they could tell them to get their life more or less together.

It was sort of weird to see his mother talk to the air, even if they did it every year. Suddenly, Stiles saw something from the corner of his eye. When he looked up, he saw a boy his age in the uniform of Stiles' fancy all-boys boarding school (it's nice when your relatives work in such a place in case you accidentally get yourself expelled from the other school in the town), looking sort of confused and lost. He was in a completely different corner of the cemetery from where Claudia was looking, so Stiles nudged her with his elbow.

His mother's eyebrows flew up.

"Ask him his name," she said.

Stiles did.

Theo.

Just Theo.

Apparently, the fact that Stiles saw the guy meant it was either his true love, or he was going to kill him.

Or, in Stiles' case, probably both.

***

The next time Stiles saw Theo was in a school hallway. As the headmaster's secretary's nephew (or something like that), Stiles was chosen to show the school to the new rich spoiled boy who for some reason transferred in the middle of the semester.

This time Theo looked like everyone in this uniform is supposed to look - rich and spoiled, like everything in the world belonged to him, and he was allowed to do whatever pleased him with it.

Nothing like he did in the cemetery.

***

Theo came to Beacon Hills in his quest to find the Dread Doctors. They were a legend even in the world of legends, and Theo has spent quite a lot of time chasing them around the world until he got here.

It was okay with his parents, as long as he stood within the budget they set for him.

His quest started when back when he was 8. Back when his sister - his parents' perfect daughter - and he both died. Except he came back.

Tara didn't.

He wasn't sure what had happened then, his memory was very fuzzy, but he was sure of one thing: his sister's death and his destroyed family were the Dread Doctors' fault.

So he was going to find them. He didn't know yet what he was planning to do, but finding them was the first step in getting Tara back.

Theo has always been stubborn, and in this case, the only thing that could have possibly stopped him was death, and even that wasn't a 100% guarantee.

Beacon Hills stood on a huge crossroad in ley lines, and since it was always about the ley lines, Theo had a great feeling about the town, even without all the leads telling him he was on the right track. The feeling got only better when he figured out that the guy who was assigned as his school guide was from the local psychic nest that Theo very much planned to charm into helping him. He might as well start with Stiles.

#teen wolf #steo #stiles stilinski #theo raeken #my fandom #my aesthetic stuff #steoday #steoday2.0 #yeah my first reaction to written in the stars was PETER PAN #my second reaction however was HAHA BLUESEY #long post #also Theo lives in an abandoning manufacturing building because his budget could afford tuition but not a dorm room