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lycoperdales · 3 months

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I think I’ve realised why a lot of the fandom don’t really like or understand Scott.

It took rewatching the show so many times for me to see that the show doesn’t really like to focus on what motivate Scott’s decisions as they do for others.

You are aware of Stiles insecurities in season 5a because you see him waking up from nightmares, you hear him talk about how the nogitsune made him feel inherently evil and guilty. You also know that during the late stages of his mother’s dementia, she blamed him for her condition. This makes him scared to tell the truth about Donovan’s death.

You understand Theo’s fear in season 6 because you saw him go through a hell loop in which he was repeatedly killed brutally and violently for a crime he was manipulated into doing (because yes, it was revealed that he was manipulated). You also feel bad for him because of his homelessness and loneliness.

But Scott’s anger towards Derek for biting teenagers was hardly explained at all.

Scott wanting to constantly save people that he doesn’t even know is only implied for a few seconds.

In season 4, Scott, by Kira’s sword, experienced a scenario in which no matter what he did, he ended up killing Liam. What was that? I didn’t even understand it until a parallel experience (Theo’s) was created that I was like “Ah. Scott created his own personal circle of hell to punish himself for doing something that he didn’t even do.”

This was such a monumental aspect to add depth to his character but it was just never mentioned again.

And my guess as to why this is his biggest fear?

Because a year ago he was transformed into an angry thing with claws, fangs and a taste for blood. He was controlled to want to kill the people he loved and almost did it. Then after he learned control, he was constantly told that it was now in his nature to kill and him NOT WANTING PEOPLE DEAD was regarded as naive.

And not even a season later after this hellscape, his biggest fear is realised. He is forcibly stripped from his control, again.

While I’m here I want to address the statement I made earlier about what motivates him to save people at his own expense.

Do you remember after the pack read the book about dread doctors and they started unlocking memories? At first I’ll admit I thought Scott’s was so stupid, “The rest of the pack remembered such gruesome things and Scott is just remembering his dog die?? What the hell??”

But then I read an explanation online on what the memory was. Apparently his dog died saving his life.

Now I know why Scott works at the clinic, now I know why he is studying so hard to be a vet, now I know why he constantly pushed himself to stop others from getting hurt (crossing the mountain ash barrier, trying to fight the dread doctors even though he could barely breathe).

All of these decisions had such a pure motive that I had to find out by literally searching “Scott memory explanation season 5 teen wolf”

#teen wolf fandom #scott mcall #stiles stilinski #theo raeken #teenwolf #teen wolf meta #teen wolf season 5

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cmnzoq · 9 months

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over looming threat...

#teen wolf #teen wolf fanart #theo raeken #theo raeken fanart #teen wolf season 5 #teen wolf s5 #i got bored idk #tried painting for the first time on csp.. idk how to feel

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yourmomxx · 2 years

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stiles stilinski falling in love with a chimera - headcanon

Stiles Stilinski x male!reader (no pronouns used)

Summary: how stiles slowly falling in love with a soon to-be chimera would be

Warnings: doesn’t exactly follow the plot of the show, language, reader smokes (it’s mentioned like two times), stiles is anti-cigarettes

Word Count: 1.6k

A/N: I’ve wanted to turn this into a long fic like ages ago, but I don’t really have the energy to do that at the moment, so enjoy this as just a headcanon. also I am completely disregarding my other fics that are rotting away in my drafts unfinished right now hehe … anyways

line dividers by @maysdigitalarts

ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE

You were the kind of person to not exactly be poor but it’s not like you were rich, either.

You had enough money to make a living, and what you had left you spent on your travels.

You had already been to various different places and countries such as India, Italy or Africa, and therefore owned many souvenirs.

Such as leather bracelets, exotic spices, or rings

Telling people that you dropped out of school (on purpose of course) to see the world and learn new things usually didn’t encounter much enthusiasm.

But your journeys and experiences had made you very mature and wise for your age, may people believe what they want.

While you resided in Beacon Hills you started working at the Sinema, standing at the bar and pouring drinks for people.

Wearing a shirt because you weren’t that type of guy

You would see many people going in and leaving the club, opening conversations with some of them, but none of them really spiked your interest much.

Until one night a skinny guy with black hair and a flannel shirt showed up at the bar, leaning against the counter and pretending to be there just for the fun of it.

You slid a finished drink over to the customer who ordered it and watched the black-haired boy as he observed the crowd with squinted eyes, stretching his neck now and then to get a clear look over the moving bodies.

You mirrored his position against the counter and spoke next to him: “Hey, what’s your name?”

Spy-guy’s head snapped around in alert and he subconsciously raised an eyebrow when he looked you up and down.

“Why do you want to know?”

You grinned at him. “Can’t I ask a pretty boy’s name?”

He just stared at you, mouth slightly agape and eyes open wide, completely caught off guard.

But it only took him a second until he shook his surprise off, and answered as bluntly as before: “Stiles Stilinski.”

You frowned. Stilinski? “Stilinski?” You heard that name before. “I’ve heard that name before.”

Stiles on the other hand, wouldn’t have thought you would be so nosy. Still, he didn’t want to be rude, so he just murmured a quick “Dad’s the sheriff” before turning his gaze to the crowd again.

You nodded. But more to yourself, considering that Stiles wasn’t facing you anymore. You followed his stare, but as much as you tried, you weren’t able to make out anyone outstanding that he could be looking at.

“Who are you looking for?”

“Why do you think I’m looking for someone?”

Wow Stiles, you’re great at dodging that guy’s questions

“Because you’ve searched the crowd like three times with your eyes and never even thought about dancing or taking a drink. Also, you’re standing, if you were waiting for someone, you would be sitting. ”

“You are aware that this is totally creepy, right?”

You just laughed slightly while tossing the dish towel over your shoulder and leaning at the bar with the plan of your hands.

“I’m just observant.”

Of course, Stiles being Stiles, he wouldn't be able to let such a challenge slide. He wanted to cut your ego a little bit, so he just pointed at a random guy sitting on the other end of the bar. He was wearily swirling the icecubes in his empty glass around with the little umbrella, and on his left shoulder were the words 'Born Rebels' tattoed.

"So what can you tell me about him, Mister 'I am observant'?"

You looked the direction Stiles pointed and shrugged.

"His girlfriend just cheated and broke up with him."

Stiles pursed his lips in disbelief. "You wanna tell me you got that all by just looking at his posture?"

That was when you smirked again. A confident smirk that was. "I said I am observant, not Professor X. I just heard their argument before."

So, naturally, after that and given your entire attitude, Stiles would be absolutely infuriated with your presence and was just happy to finally have you off his back when he left the Sinema that night, even though neither he nor Scott had found what they had been looking for.

And so, also naturally, when his best friend mentioned you as one of the Dread Doctor's targets, he couldn't help but groan out in annoyance.

But that's also how Stiles found out your name. He had never asked it that night at the club, and a part of him felt bad about that.

"Y/N Y/L/N," he read. Usual name, Stiles thought. But then again, probably any name would seem ordinary in comparison to Mieczyslaw Stilinski.

One other thing that Stiles learned that irritated him about you, was your calmed and nonchalant behavior. For example when he and Liam payed you a visit to inform you about your potential - but very likely - supernatural problem.

"Aren't you a little bit very much terrified?" Stiles spat. The three of you were standing in the yet empty nightclub, Stiles had his arms crossed in exasperation.

You simply shrugged. "I don't get terrified," you said. "Maybe nervous, but not terrified."

Stiles scoffed and rolled his eyes. Liam just stood there and looked back and forth between the two of you.

So, yes, Stiles had found another unlikeable thing about you.

But due to the whole chimera thing and you being in immediate danger, he had to inevitably spend more time with you.

And at some point, he would realize that he liked you. But he liked you different.

He would still act sarcastic and annoyed towards you, because he didn't know why he suddenly felt this way or what he felt even.

You shook Stiles's perfect life to the core and turned it absolutely around.

You were funny, smart, and at the same time somewhat mysterious and cool.

And that irritated Stiles. Or more the way his mind, body and especially heart reacted to it.

At some point, Stiles would start to question things about himself. Primary things. Like where his attraction went for example.

But of course, Stiles being Stiles, he would pack it as a joke because he wouldn't know how else to handle all of it.

"Mason, am I attractive?"

"What kind of question is that?"

"Just tell me, am I attractive to gay guys?"

And eventually, when it was Stiles' turn to help you keep an eye out for the Dread Doctors ...

"You know, you didn't have to follow me into my living room," you said, but a subtle smile was playing around your lips. Stiles was scratching the back of his neck.

"Yeah but, you know - the Dread Doctors could always kidnap you while I am outside, so I should probably stay with you. Or even better - right next to you. Like directly next to you. You know, um, for your security."

... an accident kiss would happen. It would be quick and neither of you would have really had time to think about it before it happened, but Stiles would hurriedly mutter an excuse and rush off after, leaving you sitting between the cushions of your living room sofa and your heart racing.

You stepped out onto the balcony and lit up a cigarette, thoughts racing but with no idea what to do. You really liked Stiles and feared that you messed everything up now.

Your free hand ruffled through your hair, frustrated, and, for the first time since Stiles had met you, absolutely terrified.

After that, Stiles would avoid you at all costs for a while.

One of his friends Scott, Liam or Hayden would cover his shifts and keep you company, but it just wasn't quite the same.

After the second day, you decided to confront him.

"If you didn't like it, Stiles, that's fine. I would be lying saying that it wouldn't hurt, but I would get over it. But at least talk to me about it. Because unlike you, I can't pretend like nothing ever happened."

Stiles would not be able to concentrate at school anymore because he would realize that he had grown to like you more than a friend, but it was confusing for him. Confusing and scary.

And then one late night, he showed up at your house unannounced, seeing you sitting on your porch, a cigarette in your mouth.

You looked up at him in slight confusion, and Stiles nervously buried his foot in the ground as he spoke.

“I’m sorry about how I acted. I guess I just didn’t really know how to feel. I never thought about me being - different, you know. I had to figure some things out before talking about what happened.”

You stayed silent and when Stiles positioned himself next to you on the porch, you didn’t complain.

“So have you figured things out?” You asked in a low tone, lifting your head to seek eye contact with him.

Stiles slowly nodded. “Yeah,” he answered under his breath, “Yeah, I guess you could say that.”

You smirked and both of you slowly leaned in before your lips finally, slowly met with each other.

Stiles’ stomach twisted and turned around at the feeling of your lips moving against his, but it was a good feeling, because it was you he was kissing, and that was enough to make him want to experience it forever.

When you pulled apart, Stiles was biting his bottom lip in an attempt to hold back a grin.

“One more thing though.”

“Yeah?”

“You should stop smoking or else I won’t kiss you because it tastes just gross.”

You let out a short and quiet laugh, throwing the cigarette to the ground and lighting it out with your foot. Then you cupped Stiles’ cheek with your right hand and pulled him closer, only to whisper “I think I can live with that thing,” before you would kiss again, warming each other in the cold of the night.

#stiles stilinksi #stiles stilinski imagine #stiles stilinski x reader #stiles stilinski x male!reader #stiles stilinski headcanon #teen wolf imagine #teen wolf season 5 #teen wolf fic #teen wolf #dylan o'brien #dylan o'brian imagine #dylan o'brian x reader #yourmomxx #dread doctors #theo raeken

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godofstupidsentences · 1 year

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As much as I love Theo Raeken as a villain and in general s5, it would have been so much better if they had kept him being a villain a secret for longer

#like #I wanted to see if he’d get to fool me too #they could have revealed it a lot later #and maybe THEN give us some flashback of Theo doing his evil little plotting #so we could have felt all betrayed and shit like the pack #revealing it on the second episode was a wasted opportunity #theo raeken #teen wolf #teen wolf season 5

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trpiaep19 · 7 months

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how did Theo get into Liam's head? How did he manipulate him to almost kill Scott? were those short conversations we see on the show really all it took?

#please yell the answers at me #theo raeken #liam dunbar #thiam #teen wolf #season 5 teen wolf

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redmoonfever · 1 year

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I love all TW characters but one of the things I hate about (all seasons but specifically) season 5 is Stiles getting pissed for Scott trusting Theo when Theo was manipulating him. Ever since Scott got bitten everyone around him (Derek, Argent, etc) have been manipulating him while forming trust between them. Nearly every single character has taught Scott that being manipulated is how he’s supposed to be treated, they’ve normalised it completely that of course he wouldn’t notice it.

I mean Derek (werewolf since birth) and Argent (who’s literal job is to deal with this stuff) keep weighing down Scott with all these issues and expecting him to constantly make the right decision despite the fact that he knows nothing about anything (because no one’s telling him) and he’s only a teenager! (And they’re grown adults)

And then people have the audacity to act like he’s stupid (Lydia and Kira when he’s in their AP biology class (I mean Lydia has the nerve to ask him if he knows what AP means)). They act like he’s an idiot but the second there’s a problem they expect him to immediately have the answer and solve it. They keep making him shoulder everything and then are shocked when he fails a class.

Moral of the story, no hate to the characters, they’re all trying, but Scott deserves better.

#scott mccall #teen wolf #stiles stilinski #theo raeken #derek hale #argent #scott mccall defense squad #season 5

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ksbbb · 4 months

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WIP SNIPPET

“You being the angry and fiery werewolf has always been a favorite thing of mine. It’s very hard to keep my hands off you.” Theo playfully says, the golden glow of his own eyes piercing through his green ones, and if Liam had any sense of self control left, he would dart out of the bathroom.

He has none though. It’s been shattered by the ever growing attraction developing and the green light of Theo’s irises that make Liam want to stare at Theo’s face for hours while he counts every single speck of gold in his eyes when he shifts into his coyote.

“Shut up.” Liam huffs, pulling Theo closer and shaking slightly from the constant adrenaline of fearing that someone is walking in or is just around the corner.

The other chimera’s might not care, but being caught like this, with Theo, and with the past history of the two packs, it’s a rush that Liam hasn’t experienced before. He doesn’t hate it.

“Well, sweetheart if you wanted control, you only had to ask.” Theo smiles, biting down on Liam’s ear and gently licking over his neck

#you haunt the forgotten part of me fic #season 5 #theo raeken #liam dunbar #thiam #teen wolf #thiam fanfic #season 5 Theo #wip snippet #wip sneak peek #ao3 fanfic #ao3 writer #a03 fanfic #a03 writer

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hemlocksandfoxgloves · 9 months

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Okay, I know I haven't updated in awhile, but I couldn't stop thinking about Theo so I thought I'd try to finish this chapter.

So here's a sneak peek at the next chapter of "I Hear You're Looking For An Anchor"

Also I would really love some feedback. Is it too boring? Too ooc? I think I use too many proper nouns. Should I just stop writing this and work on something else?

Anyway, here's some more human!Theo and Liam being dumb in denial.

"Face of a Killer: LIAM"

“So, they’re burying the bodies. Do you know who’s doing it?” Mason asks as they leave history class. Liam could tell he’d been itching for information since last night. The whole thing feels so surreal. He was worried something big was coming.

Liam shakes his head as they walk down the hall together. “No, Scott’s figuring it out,” he sighs. “He told me not to worry about it.”

“Then don’t. Look, why don’t you come out to Sinema with me tonight?”

“Do you really think a movie night is a good idea right now?” Liam looks at him, conventually concerned, as he dodges out of the way of the rowdy hallway. “What if- what if Scott needs me?”

“Not a movie, a club. It’s the club.” Mason looks at him, holding his hands up excitedly. “It’ll be fun. Hot girls. Hot guys…” Mason trails off as Liam tilts his head and his face takes up one of curiosity. It was like when your ears tingle because somebody was talking about you. Except somebody was actually talking about him. “Liam?”

He shushes Mason as he hears Theo ask Scott, “What’s his deal?” in a faraway voice.

Following the sound, Liam peeks his head around the corner behind a row of lockers. He holds his arm back when Mason tries to look, too. He sees Scott and Theo outside the Biology lab, which was an unusual sight, considering. Why would Theo be talking to Scott? Still trying to get under his good graces, probably. Liam couldn’t help it, he was curious.

“What do you mean?”

Theo sighs, scratching the back of his head. “Do you think I might have a shot with him?”

A shot with whom? Liam? He flinches as Scott lets out a surprising laugh. “Oh! I mean, I don’t know, maybe.”

Theo’s eyes flicker to Liam’s and a cocky smirk covers his face. “You sure about that?” Liam glares at him menacingly.

“You should ask him,” Scott says before leaving.

Liam and Theo’s eyes don’t leave each other’s. Not even when Theo walks past him, still with that half-assed grin and Liam glaring at him like he could pretend to hate him. His eyes soften as they follow his every move until he disappears at the end of the hall. He had to be messing with Liam, right? When Liam turns his head to look at Mason, he’s met with a suspicious grin.

An uncalled for suspicious grin. Liam wasn’t doing anything wrong. He was just looking! Just looking could mean a lot of things, though. Especially in front of Mason’s eyes.

“What?” he asks innocently.

“Mhm, what was that?”

“What was what?” Liam shrugs. There was no avoiding this around Mason, though. He saw the glances between them, if that’s what you want to call it. Liam tried to convey his hatred through his eyes, but felt like he was failing big time. Of course, Mason had to see right through the façade.

“The smiles and the eyes and…” Liam’s eyes widen for a moment before he turns tail the other direction. “You like him!” he hears Mason exclaim behind him.

“Who? Theo?” Liam laughs. “Don’t you think that’s a little crazy?” he asks as they stop at his locker. He dials the lock, “I mean sure, he’s hot but…” Liam stops, staring at the lock in his hand.

But what? He saved Lydia’s life last night. He drove him home, not that he wanted him to. Is there any reason at all that says Liam shouldn’t like Theo? Maybe he wasn’t as bad as Stiles says after all. After last night, he felt like he finally got a glimpse of who Theo really was. He needs to give him some credit. At least he was trying. If Theo is so evil, like Stiles thinks he is, why would he go through all this trouble?

“And you like him!”

Liam sighs, shaking his head and pulling the lock open. “Doesn’t matter. Stiles says he’s bad news and I should stay away.” He places his history book in the back of his locker.

Mason chortles, “Since when do you listen to Stiles?” Liam would’ve replied, something along the lines that Stiles could shove it and he could do whatever he wanted. He grins instead as he sees Stiles standing behind Mason. Based on Liam’s reaction, he knew exactly what had Liam averting his eyes behind him. “He’s right behind me, isn’t he?” Liam chuckles, nodding, and Mason whips around. “Hey man, we were just—”

Stiles isn’t interested, though. He was looking down in the dumps, actually. He looked like he didn’t sleep a wink last night. He pats Mason aside. “Yeah, that’s great Mason. Liam, I need to talk to you.”

After giving each other a look, Mason leaves and Liam shuts his locker door, turning to Stiles. He was concerned about his state and knew it must’ve had to do with Lydia. Everyone knew how he felt about her.

“Hey, how’s Lydia doing?” he questions.

“I don’t know. Last I heard, she was still in surgery. I’m going to go see her this afternoon, though.” Liam nods. “Have you talked to Theo?” Stiles’ voice takes an accusatory turn, making Liam frown.

“Not since he drove me home last night. Why? Did something happen?”

“Actually, yeah. A big something— Wait, you let the enemy drive you home? He knows where you live? Liam, what exactly did he say to you?”

Liam shrugs his hands into his pockets. “Not much.” He raises his eyes, his voice cracking. “He was nice.”

Stiles’ eyebrows reach his hairline as he exclaims, “No, no! Listen to me, Theo is not nice. I was right not to trust him.”

Liam glowers at him. “He saved Lydia’s life last night. Don’t you think it’s time we give him the benefit of the doubt? He’s not the bad guy here.”

“Liam, don’t get me wrong. I am eternally grateful that Lydia is alive, more than anyone. That doesn’t excuse what he did, though.”

Liam sighs, “What did he do?”

“I was going through his medical records and—”

“Stiles, you can’t do that!”

“Well, it’s a good thing that I did because you’ll never believe what I found.”

Liam’s eyes close for a moment as the blaring school bell surrounds them. Ultimately, saving him from this conversation. “I don’t care what you found. It was Theo who saved Lydia. Just… try to have a heart and give him a chance.”

Walking past him, Liam hears Stiles mutter, uselessly, “That’s what I’m trying to tell you.”

Whatever Stiles found, he didn’t care anymore. Stiles can be his own problem. He was done listening to him. He was just searching for answers that weren’t there. Was it so hard to think that Theo was just trying to get through high school like the rest of them?

Liam was passing the library when he heard a distinct heartbeat. It was odd, not like anyone else’s he heard. He couldn’t detect a rhythm or pattern to it. It just was; always at a rushed pace. He planned on using his free period to practice lacrosse, but this seemed more beneficial.

Following the sound of his heartbeat, he finds Theo at the very back of the library. He was in a secluded spot where nobody could see him, hunched over textbooks and notebooks around him. Liam hid partially from view behind a large bookcase. He could see Theo’s furrowed brows pulled together in concentration. His gelled hair was in a disarray. He definitely looked like he needed a break.

Theo didn’t notice him until he’s dropped his bookbag onto the table with a small thunk. He’s startled for a moment before he realizes who it was that disturbed him. For the barest moment, Liam thought Theo looked scared, but it was quickly smoothed into his residential smirk that he always saved for Liam. He wished he wouldn’t look at him like that. It felt fake and impersonal. He wanted to see Theo’s real smile.

Liam sits down in the chair across from him and Theo caps his pen, leaning back in his seat.

“You’re not worried about being seen with me? What would Stiles think?” Liam looks around their vacant little corner pointedly. Theo chuckles, “Point taken. So, have you made your decision?”

Liam was in the middle of pulling his school work out of his bag and pauses when Theo asks this.

“About what?”

Theo dips his head. “Whether you like me?”

Liam scoffs, shaking his head in disbelief. Just because he was sitting with him didn’t mean anything. “You’re lucky I’m even talking to you,” he says, taking his history notes out.

“Oh, I don’t think luck has anything to do with it,” Theo smiles at him smugly.

“It doesn’t matter, anyway.”

“And why’s that?”

Liam grits his teeth. “I have more important things to worry about than whether I’m caught sitting with Theo Raeken.”

Theo frowns, playing with the pen in between his fingers. Liam watches his long fingers twist this way and that. “Stiles still doesn’t trust me?”

Liam’s eyes jump to Theo’s and he replies timidly, “I don’t think so.”

He’d think after saving Lydia from bleeding out on the police station’s floor, Stiles’d be a bit more lenient. He gets Stiles has problems with what happened with the Nogitsune. He has a hard time trusting people, especially ones who get too close to the pack. Like Theo has been trying to do.

Theo leans forward on his elbows. Liam gives him a disgruntled look as he comes closer. “Do you trust me?” Theo asks.

Liam doesn’t know how to react to this. He wasn’t expecting Theo to ask him that. He wants to trust Theo. He could show Stiles how trustworthy Theo really was. Can Liam trust him, though?

“That’s a matter of opinion.”

“Then what’s yours?”

“I think…” Liam looks at Theo, then. Looking into his eyes, he saw something. Something that made him want to trust him. Theo wasn’t the monster here. “I think, what you did for Lydia was very brave and Stiles should be thankful.”

“Is she going to be okay?”

“She will be.”

Next scene will be Liam and Theo at Sinema :)

#thiam #theo raeken #liam dunbar #theo x liam #teen wolf #fanfiction #human theo raeken #werewolf liam dunbar #i hear you're looking for an anchor verse #chapter 7 #liam pov #thiam au #season 5 rewrite #i need motivation 😣

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