THEO MY BELOVED - Tumblr Posts
under the stars
pairing: theo nott x reader
genre: fluff
The wind was blowing through her hair, surrounding her with a breeze that she relished, closing her eyes and leaning her chin up. The radio was playing an 80’s song and she nodded her head to the beat of the music, her left arm propped up on the door of the convertible. The sun was setting, the red and orange hues spreading across the great expanse of the sky, reminding her of the magical world she got to live in.
Theo was sitting beside her, concentrating on driving. The road was empty save for them. There wasn’t much scenery, just endless fields.
The couple hadn’t been planning on leaving their home that night, wanting to stay in and enjoy each other’s company. But Y/N had been thinking about life and her future, and she felt as if she hadn’t done enough. Of course, she still had time, but those thoughts would drive her crazy if she didn’t get up to do something.
So, Theo suggested they drive somewhere new. It was simple but would hopefully fulfill one of Y/N’s accomplishments. No destination had been chosen, they would just wait and see where the world decided to place them.
Y/N exhaled softly, shifting her gaze from the road to the man beside her. It was almost their three-year anniversary. She had never thought that this was how her life would have taken her. Theo was the only person she thought about since the moment they made eye contact in first year. The two pinned over each other for years, oblivious to the meaning of the stares, touches, and words they had sent to the other.
Before they began dating, she had dreamt of a life where they were together, hoping that they had found each other in every life. When she first started having those thoughts, she felt embarrassed. They were just friends, why was she imagining them growing old together every night? But because she felt such strong feelings, she thanked the universe every night that it listened to her desires.
“What are you thinking about,” Theo asked, briefly glancing her way. His tongue slid across his bottom lip.
“Ugh, you,” she said, pretending to be disgusted.
“Damn, must’ve sucked seeing me in your head, I’m hideous,” he joked back.
“So hideous. Almost threw up.”
He laughed softly and his bright smile showed just how opposite of hideous he was.
“You really are beautiful, Theo,” she said genuinely.
“Good news. You’re beautiful too.”
Y/N turned her gaze back to the road. The space between them felt calm and comfortable. There had never been any awkwardness between them, she realized. Talking to him was the easiest thing she had ever done.
“Thinking of me again?” he broke her silence.
“You know it,” she replied.
“Lucky for you, you’re always on my mind.”
“I could kiss you right now.”
“Please don’t, I’m concentrating.”
“Hold my hand, then,” she said as she opened her palm.
Theo didn’t hesitate, moving his left hand to collide with her own, their fingers intertwining like they had done countless times before.
It was dark now, and the stars looked down at her, knowing that the universe pulled many strings for them to end up together. No, they weren’t written in the stars. But their passion and love for one another had pushed aside destiny and had granted them their wishes.
They wanted each other in such a deep way that the universe would’ve felt bad not allowing it to happen. It wasn’t physical desire, it was the need for something that would make life worth living.
Their classmates had always thought of Theo to be heartless, but deep down he had a heart and he was just waiting for her to take it.
dancing with the moon as our witness ( theodore nott )
synopsis: a moment of tranquility for the two lovers.
warnings: making out
reader's pronouns: she/her
reading time: 1 minute
the rain fell in thin, constant sheets. the only sounds were the calming pounding of raindrops, the quiet laugher of the young lovers, and the sound of shared kisses.
theo dipped y/n after a spin and flawlessly pulled her against him. the moonlight glinted of the rain and skin and made everything look so ethereal.
stilling, theodore grabbed y/n's face in his hands, brushing back a baby hair. blinking raindrops out of his eyes, theo smiled at y/n. a smile so pure and innocent and naive and hopeful and so full of love that it almost brought y/n to her knees.
y/n brought her hands up to theo's face. lightly tracing along his cheekbones, down his jawline. theodore leaned into her touch, suddenly wondering how a person could feel so loved.
she finally stepped closer and looked up into his adoring eyes while threading her fingers into his wet hair.
then she pulled his lips down to hers. slowly, y/n pressed her soft lips to his, belly full of butterflies.
theo kissed back with sudden desperation. a need to be as close to her as possible, a need for it to be just them.
eyes closed, tongues dancing, hot blood pumping, there were no witnesses besides the approving moon and the applauding rain.
hey, who was your TJ rewrite? I very hardly remember you rewriting him, but I forgot most of the stuff and I'd like to see him again if that's ok :0
Here's the earlier post with Theo! Theo works as a Medical Specialist for the Foundation as his anomaly lets him become a conduit for people to combine their natural healing factors towards healing a target. The only drawback is that this leaves Theo (and occasionally the donors depending on the injury) quite fatigued afterwards. He's still particularly proficient at his job even without his anomaly, and is only called to use it as a last resort, being assigned to response teams for some cases.
Meanwhile, Myriad and Micah are constantly in conflict over Micah artificially extending Theo's life and keeping it a secret from them - Theo's inability to keep track of time is due to a cognitohazard placed upon him so he never realizes how long he's lived. He's had trouble keeping up any relationships because of it, and feels somewhat resigned to the cycle of Foundation life.