summary: could you be the devil, could you be an angel?
pairing: alien!theo x reader
warning: aliens, hypnosis, fainting, making out, sort of dub-con (reader’s hypnotized)
wc: 1k
a/n: the new thing that’s been plaguing my mind for a couple of days now is this alien au. this is just a little thing to introduce the concept to the public and see what people think. i’ll be very glad to talk more about it and, in the future, write. e.t. by katy perry is the alien!theo anthem btw.
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Theo is different. You know it, everyone knows it.
His presence in the room is immediately known, but only when he wants it to be. Theo comes in – all eyes are on him. Or not. It depends. His eyes, however, are on you. Always on you.
The fluorescent light simmers quietly above your head, letting neon purple envelop the space around you. You feel him staring into your back, and you swear you could feel a hole being burned into your flesh. It’s scorching hot yet icy cold at the same time. You’re afraid to turn around; everyone knows how charming Theodore Nott is, how he always seems to get what he wants from anyone, and no one minds. You made a vow to yourself to never fall for his charms, to be different, to prove something to yourself, to others and possibly to Theo himself.
You never look into his eyes.
You can’t hear him approach. He’s quiet when he wants to be, which is pretty much all the time. It’s always the same thing: you flinch, suddenly feeling his breath on your neck – his chilly breath that sends shivers all over your body, his presence heightening your senses to an unspeakable degree. You hopelessly look around, but there isn’t a lot of people in the bathroom, and those who are are busy with their own thing – it’s one of those times Theo wants to be discreet, and of course, he gets exactly what he wants.
"Dolcezza."
His voice is a deep murmur, and you never know what he’s saying, but your mind almost shuts off nonetheless. But only almost. You stubbornly stare into the window, trying to burn your own hole into the dark starry sky outside.
Theo stays silent for several excruciating seconds. His hand hovers next to your shoulder, but he doesn’t touch you – he never does. You try your absolute hardest not to lean into the touch and embarrass yourself. His hand being just a couple of centimeters away from your skin makes you fell tingles everywhere, even in a place that isn’t supposed to have this kind of reaction to a simple hand – and still, no touching.
"Look at me, pretty one," Theo murmurs into your ear, and it takes every single bit of your resolve not to do exactly that. You don’t know how you’re still holding up, to be honest – you’re sure you’ve never wanted anything more in your life than to look at him right this second.
Theo sighs, becoming a witness of your resistance once again. His hands moves down, along the outline of your arm, still without any physical contact, and you feel the tingle intensifying. You have to clench your muscles to stop your body from twitching, and your jaw, for some reason – your whole body protests and craves for his touch at the same time. It’s torture.
Theo notices the way your jaw tenses up and quietly chuckles. He leans in, and his breath is now on your face, that same chilly breeze with a hint of mint and citrus in there – is it gum? Stupid question, you think, even though you don’t say it out loud.
"You’re so stubborn," he purrs again, his lips almost, almost brushing against your cheek. You wince, because it’s really not helping the situation – but it’s probably his goal. Your determination to win gets stronger, as strong as your desire to finally lose.
You let out an audible sigh of relief when you hear footsteps of a person moving further and further away, until the door to the bathroom creaks open and, a second later, claps shut. You did it once again. You’re good.
The last couple of people left the bathroom, but you’re still there, half an hour later. You have a suspicion that Theo is still there, at the party and probably planning to ambush you. Maybe it’s just your sudden paranoia talking, but you decide to wait him out anyway. When you glance at the screen of your phone, you notice it’s two minutes to midnight. Time to move – you’re getting tired anyway.
Before leaving, you decide to splash your face with cold water – Theo is still lingering on your cheek, as much as you hate to admit that. You turn the tap handle all the way to the right, letting the water hit the porcelain surface of the sink and feeling water drops land on the back your hands. A moment later your face feels less flushed as you bend over and press your dripping palms against your cheeks and eyes.
A squeal echoes through the empty bathroom when you straighten up and see an unexpected figure behind you in the mirror. You should’ve expected it, though. His eyes. You should’ve expected… His eyes. His eyes. You should’ve…
Theo’s voice brings you out of the darkness that has been surrounding your mind for the last… minute? Hour? You don’t know. You blink and look up at him.
His eyes. His beautiful, striking blue eyes that are studying your face with such intensity and tenderness at the same time. You lips curl into a silly, lovesick smile. His fascinating eyes…
"You’re safe," he repeats, bringing his face closer to yours. The scent of mint and citrus hits your nostrils, and you can’t help taking a deep breath in, savoring each molecule of his air that comes through your airways. You lift yourself up on your tiptoes, softly connecting your lips together. You’ve done it before. It feels familiar. It feel like home.
Theo smiles against your lips, and you feel his hand cupping your jaw, pressing his fingers into your skin and bones. He’s strong. The thought makes you moan into his mouth, and he eagerly swallows the prettiest sound he’s ever heard in his life. His other hand finds your waist, pulling your body flush against his. You’re his missing puzzle piece. He finally has the full picture.
The fluorescent light simmers quietly above your head, the faint noise mixing with the sounds of your sloppy kisses and your needy moans. Theo’s eyes light up ever so slightly when he pulls away and looks into your hazy, glassy ones. You stare back, the same lovesick smile making its way back onto your face. He looks otherworldly.
stop cuz i definitely have been thinking about it, i love down bad sm 💔 did you really beam me up yes bitch, literally. for a moment i knew cosmic love yep, exactly. my favourite scenario is a break up instigated by theo returning back to space. he had limited time on earth, but didn’t tell you because he didn’t want to taint the time together that you did have. so when he disappears, he does it as quietly and seamlessly as possible, making you think he simply ghosted. fuck it if i can’t have him indeed. there’s also theo’s tragic alien backstory here somewhere that i haven’t come up with yet. but ugh my ass burns with inspiration for this particular idea now.
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ alien!theo is an extraterrestrial being who has come to roam the planet earth in the face of a man so otherworldly handsome it puts the human male species to shame.
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ alien!theo has a way of getting people to fall for him, one way or another. beware: if you are someone theo wants to have for whatever reason, he will have you. non-negotiable.
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ alien!theo always gets what he wants, no matter the scale of his wish. maybe he’s that convincing and charismatic, or maybe the truth lies behind his hypnotizing ocean eyes.
theo’s eyebrows furrow, the crease between them the only sign of him feeling confused. he leans back, studying your face with quiet curiosity.
“do i need to do that?” he asks, unsure what kind of answer you even expect from him. the concept of just… jerking off seems rather foreign to him, judging by his reaction. “i just deal with it. it’s not very hard, you know?”
The first thing I thought of was if his dick was bigger or different 😭
One track mind ig
girl 🤭 i can confirm that his dick is, in fact, much bigger than normal due to his alien genes. and it’s another thing entirely when he’s in his alien form…
Hi! Could you write more Alien Theo fics, I love them!!
ohh for sure! i’m planning to. i really appreciate this ask as well, because alien!theo is currently my least popular au, like it gets almost zero attention, which i kinda understand, cuz aliens aren’t everyone’s cup of tea. but i’m having so much fun whenever i write it! it’s one of my personal favourites, so it’s really nice to know that you love it too <3
i have the weirdest thing on my mind these days, ever since i wrote my latest drabble: alien!theo. hear me out on this.
alien!theo whose eyes seem so hypnotizing, he can make you do all kinds of things just by looking at you, and you can't seem to tell him no, like, ever. you think it's because you love him so much, but what you don't know is that they're actually hypnotizing; he's using his alien powers to make you do shit. please, i'm obsessed with alien!theo now, and i'm taking e.t. by katy perry very literally when thinking about it.
