#teufelbcy

[kingteufel]

@teufelbcy Happy birthday to my little brother Oliver Teufel. Love you you’re the best brother a guy could ask for and happy that your mine. <3 -Greg TJ

[bloodykneestm]

whoever is djing this house party has terrible taste in music, and it’s starting to give spencer a headache. he’s in the kitchen grabbing himself a fresh drink when he spots the dark haired young man across the room, looking as worn down and out of place as him.  he crosses to him, taking a sip of his cider, offering an awkward but soft smile. “uh... hey. i’m spencer.” he offers him a hand for a shake. “you drinkin’ tonight?”

@teufelbcy​ / starter call!

[stuartisontheline]

Starter for Scott McCall  // @teufelbcy

This past semester was one of the hardest ones for Stuart. It wasn’t that classes were difficult it was being known as ‘the other Stilinski’ whenever he passed one his classmates or teachers. Three months into his education at Beacon Hills High nobody bothered to learn his name. Most of the students and teachers referred to him as Stiles, hey you, or Stilinski. At least Stilinski was half-right.

Stuart sat in lab for science it was a class he isn’t too fond of since their projects were ridiculous and most of the students agreed.  He wasn’t fond of looking over samples but he wasn’t the one who wrote up the lesson plans for the year.

When the bell rang he grabbed his stuff and headed out to the hall he pulled his beanie over his head enough that maybe people wouldn’t recognize him or get him confused with his twin but he sincerely doubted it. Stuart grabbed his phone he was thankful that he had at least one friend there. Stuart wasn’t sure if he could survive days at Beacon Hills High if it weren’t for Scott.

( sms. Scott. sent. ) where are you? ( sms. Scott. sent. ) I’m going to scream next time someone calls me Stiles ( sms. Scott. sent. ) can today be over?

[chxoticmuses]

ONE WORD PROMPTS

Status: Accepting

@teufelbcy​ said:  arrest ( for isabella )

arrest :   your  muse  finds  my  muse  arrested  in  cuffs  with  swarming  police  everywhere.

          The flashing of red and blue police light contorting into purple every now and then was all Bella was able to see as she neared the home. Police were lined around the block with dozen of them on each corner. Okay, she might’ve been exaggerating but there were still a lot of them. Especially where Oliver stood in the driveway, five of the pigs surrounding him while he was pressed up against the hood of a car with cuffs on.  ❝ Oliver!? ❞ She called out. Concern heavy in her voice as she made her way over to him, ignoring the grabs and verbal warnings of the police officers surrounding her.  ❝ What the fuck is going on? ❞ The journalist commanded, wanting to hear the story before she decided on who exactly she should be mad at.

[kingteufel]

“ i gave up on you a long time ago. ” -from my Eric to your Four (cause feels tbh)

Four looks up at Eric studying his features for a moment “no you didn’t,” Four told the other he was the only one in Dauntless who wasn’t afraid to speak up to Eric when he was in the wrong. Or on some occasions stop him from pushing new recruits too far, “if you gave up on it a long time ago like you claim.” Four leaned forward against the table pushing the book he’d been reading aside, “you wouldn’t be telling me you gave up on it. I know you a little better than that.” 

[kingteufel]

                 Jasper did miss Monty and his friendship he did considered Monty more than his best friend, so it cut deep when he felt betrayed at Mount Weather. He didn’t understand what his intentions were. Saving their people but killing hundreds at Mount Weather? It was something he wasn’t sure he could ever forgive Monty for.                 Even though the Ark was on the ground it no longer felt like home. It was like a graveyard to the past a memory and life they no longer lived. Jasper had on the ipod they found listening to some music singing to himself just wondering aimlessly he didn’t care who was listening to his bad singing or the comments or looks that were being shared it brought a little joy to him.

[kingteufel]

It’s been a while since he’s heard from Scott the two hadn’t talked after their last fight a few months ago. It lingered on longer than Liam planned to. He stepped into a vacant room during passing period and pulled out his phone to send Scott a text. He had him labeled under ‘dad’ in contacts.  txt msg sent to Dad: you busy after school?

[kingteufel]

       Liam smiled when he saw the text there was a million and one ways to reply Liam did miss Scott but he knew even with that alpha/beta bond he wasn’t that close to him. They could just sense things that others couldn’t. If it wasn’t for the bite Liam knew there was no way Scott would of chosen to be part of his life. 

[text; Dad] Ya, I’ll meet you @ the lockers after class.