#theo raeken angst

[junkiefox]

Teen Wolf "Green Creek au"

Where Theo turns into his Wolf form 100% of the time because he can hunt like that, can sleep anywhere, his omega loneliness is easier to face, and feelings are easy to process.

Everyone thinks he left, his truck hidden in the forest where he can lie on its bed when he needs something familiar.

The pack can smell his scent when they go running through the woods, but Theo isn't stupid, he knows where and how to hide, how to slow down his heartbeat until is barely heard. He is relieved that they ignore him, don't look too hard to find him. Theo thinks that's Scott allowing him to stay, even though he doesn't deserve it.

He listens to them howl on the full moon and holds back his own needs to do the same. Because he isn't pack, and he can't out himself.

He should leave Beacon Hills. There are other woods where he can hide, without all the fear and distrust. Where he could relax, not bring alert all the time.

But his truck is there. And everything is familiar, bringing a sense of comfort, somehow. The only thing preventing him from getting insane is this small feeling of belonging.

And then

There's a bunny

A little bunny running and running and theo is hungry, so so hungry

Here bunny here

Just want to play

Hungry

Bunny don't hide

Here come here

Please

Running running

The moon so pretty and it's singing, singing!

It loves Theo, even though his not actually born from the moon, he doesn't belong to it, but it loves him anyways. It accepts him.

And Theo is happy, so happy. Finally hunting, running, his free, free! The moon loves him, and he wants to sing to it too.

But then, there's pain. So so much pain. His leg hurts, and he howls. He's not stupid, but he got distracted. Silver dents into his skin. And it burns, and Theo howls.

Is not stupid, but he got distracted, too much into his wolfself to be cautious. And now, pain is making him stupid because he doesn't want to die. Not again, not again, please.

Pain pain pain

Someone please

Not again please

It's an old Hunters trap (he hopes is an old one, they can't be there, Scott's pack needs some time without danger. They deserve it). And it hurts. He is not affected by silver itself, but it hurts anyway.

He howls until he can't do it anymore. The moon leaving him, abandoning him too. He's left whining and crying to old trees, the wind taking his sounds away.

There's too much blood and he can't heal because its dents are deep down his skin, into his flesh.

Alone, he's going to die alone. And please not again please

Until, a rapid heartbeat and a salty smell come to him overlapping the pain and the smell of his own blood.

Strawberry and wet earth, autumn and slight acid rage

And oh, Liam

Here Liam please

Please

It's all strawberry and wet earth, autumn and slight acid rage and a heartbeat too fast. Too erratic.

A breathless Liam kneels in front of him. Shaking hands caressing his head. He is into his pajamas, an old shirt and sweatpants. He's pretty, so so pretty. It's all Theo can think about.

Theo whines when pain is drained from him, Liam shaking even more when black veins appear on his arms. He relax into Liam, his scent all Theo can feel.

"Theo, I-" his voice is hoarse, he takes a few more breaths. "You screamed. I heard you howl and it was so-" Theo closes his eyes. There's still so much pain and he's tired but Liam's here. He's here, he heard him and he came.

"Sorry for taking so long. It's going to be okay." He continues to stroke his head, scratching behind his ear. "You're my responsibility, right? You're going to be okay."

And Theo trusts him. It's okay. It's going to be okay.

And it's all strawberry and wet earth, autumn and slight acid rage. Sunlight shines again and he allows himself to relax for the first time since he became a wolf.

Part 2

[kseniaallis]

I think the moment my heart broke for Theo wasn’t even the second Tara pulled him to hell. It was the moment they showed Theo alone, cuddled in the blanket in his truck, while the sun was shining through his windows and deputies kept knocking to wake him up. How utterly alone and cold, helpless he looked, and I knew in my heart he thought he deserved it. Because hell was a torture but this was his life after. And even when Tara stopped ripping the heart from his chest, his life still looked a lot like punishment.

[smellslikemultifandomimagines]

https://smellslikemultifandomimagines.tumblr.com/post/668728464046718976/hi-i-loved-ur-previous-theo-angst-imagine-is

yep!! that's the one i was referring too :DD

[❤︎] pairing: Theo raeken x gn!reader [❤︎] warnings: angst [❤︎] word count: 404

[❤︎]previous request: hi!! i loved ur previous theo angst imagine :)) is there any chance u could write like a part 2 where the reader reacts to theo coming back from hell?

[❤︎] part 1:  I trusted you; we all trusted you 

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THEO STILL REMEMBERS EVERY WORD you said that night - your voice still ringing in his head, reminding him of how he fucked you over. If he could go back in time and fix everything, he wouldn't even hesitate. You were the only person that made him feel safe, whole, loved.

And now he has lost you forever.

All because of those stupid dread doctors. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. How could he have been such a stupid idiot?

But now he's back, thanks to Liam. How could he ever face you again? After what he's done to everyone, especially you?

☾ ☼ ☽

There he is. Everything is so quiet; the silence is almost deafening. There's a sharp intake of breath that you don't even notice you take, the small sound making its way into your lips. Your eyes are locked with his, unable to break from the unforeseeable chains that he's always had you in.

Theo swallows hard, his chest tightening.

"Hey." is all he can muster up. He's nervous. He hated to admit it, but he almost forgot how perfect you look. Your eyes glisten at his softened eyes, but reality hits you the second your brain processes his voice.

"No, uh uh. He's not welcome in this house," you finally rip your eyes away from him, focusing on Liam instead. How could he do this to you? Liam, of all people, was mainly the one comforting you after what happened. the sickening betrayal is brewing inside you, jaw clenching hard as you pull Liam by his wrist into the living room.

"I am so beyond angry with you right now. Do you even remember what he did to you? to all of us? there's no way in fucking hell is he helping."

"he's the only one who remembers Stiles. If we want our friend back, he's the only one who can do that." He reminds you, backing away when you shrug off his attempt at a comforting hand. You close your eyes, trying to think for even just a moment.

"If he stays, he's not to go anywhere near me, or you'll have to stop me from ripping his fucking head off. Do you understand?" No one has ever seen you this dark before. Liam nods scared that you'll do the same to him if he crosses you like that.

"Good." You feel yourself calming down a little bit. "Now, where's Scott?"

[reggieslocket]

[th30ra3k3n]

“you’re annoying me.” person a:

“and you’re enjoying it.” person b:

inspired by this ig post

[bittersweet-nothingss]

Screaming, crying, throwing up, sliding down the toilet, jumping out the window

[xrk-art]

The guilt of the first chimera, guilt of a killer

Not a big Fandom but I hope it will reach the one left

[so-long-soldier-writes]

Survivors

theo raeken x reader

summary: people are being kidnapped and tested, and one day, you wake up with the startling realization that you're next. luckily, your captor releases you after something about you reminds him a little too much of himself.

tags: kidnapping, implied s3lf h4rm, implied child abuse, non-graphic

word count: 1.1k

a/n: i apologize in advance

also, i wrote this a month ago and haven't been able to title it! i've also had to rewatch parts of s5 bc i was so confused the first time around. this takes place before the chimeras start dying / when they're still being tested on and all that.

A dark cloth is pulled tightly around your head, and your hands are bound in rope. A metal pole supports your back, though it is uncomfortable between your shoulder blades. Two of your senses are rendered useless, forcing you to rely on the other three for support. Unfortunately, they aren't much help in a situation like this.

You sigh. There's no telling how long you've been here. You know you've faded in and out of consciousness three times now. This is the first time you've fully woken up and realized how endangered you actually are.

Even with the blindfold, you know you're in the dark. The hard and cold ground suggests a garage, storage building, or maybe even down in the tunnels, is where you're being kept. Who knows? A pill was forced down your throat the minute you were grabbed, your kidnapper rendering you completely unable to fight.

Speaking of which... Your kidnapper...

You wonder who they are. It's probably the doctors; they've been damning people for weeks now. Turning humans into creatures and throwing them back out into the world. Killing them if they're failures, but doing more tests if they seem to succeed.

Fear shoots down your spine as you realize you're next. You're captured, you must be their next test. You struggle against the ropes, but there's no give.

A heavy door is pushed to the side, and footsteps make their way towards you. You stop fighting immediately and prepare for the worst.

Someone crouches in front of you close enough that you can hear their breathing. They're calm in a way that horrifies you. They're not here to save you. No, no one knows you're here. No one is coming to save you.

You're startled by a gentle touch as two hands meet the sides of your head. Your blindfold is pulled down slowly, finally revealing the person on the other side. Their identity shocks you; a chill ices your body.

"You."

He sighs, glancing at the floor. "Sorry about this, Y/N. You're the one they wanted most."

"Really? And when'd you become their little errand boy, Theo? I thought you wanted Scott to trust you. Thought you wanted to be a part of his pack."

"it's all about survival, Y/N. There is a war, and I am loyal to whom I think will come out on top."

"You're wrong. The bad guys always lose, even if not in ways you'd expect. You will lose."

"Have that much faith in Scott, now do you? I don't see him coming to save you. You're all alone here. There's no getting out." You gulp visibly before you can stop yourself. "How's that for being the loser?"

"You're sick."

"Maybe. But at least I'm a realist."

You roll your eyes, looking away from him. Right now, his face is pissing you off just to see it. Two days ago, you'd admit you thought the little fucker was hot, but now, he's just a pain in your ass.

"Whatever," you snap, "have it your way. Just make it fast if you're going to kill me."

"Baby, if you've been following along, I'm not killing anyone. And the doctors aren't yet either. They're testing you all."

"For what? And don't 'baby' me."

He smiles. "To make the perfect monster. The best one for the cause."

"Which is?"

"Can't say."

"You're insufferable."

"And you're adorable when you're mad."

"Ugh!"

Theo takes a deep breath, then unties the cloth that was once around your eyes. He reaches around the side to undo the ropes, working at them for a good thirty seconds before unraveling the strongly-made knot.

"I do mean it when I say I'm sorry. Wish they picked anyone else, but they said you were special."

"I don't care, Theo. I already know this is the end for me. You're just drawing it out."

He slouches his shoulders before taking your wrists in his hands. He sits up on his knees, prepared to pull you up with him, but stops suddenly. Even in the darkness, the chimera can see the scars. Thin, white lines decorating the skin on your wrists. Some are more faded than others, but others look more recent. He stares at them for a moment, while you remain none the wiser, avoiding his gaze.

For a second, he's transported back to his childhood - kidnapped by the doctors at an early age, forced to undergo tests and experiments, and to live under their care. Forgotten by his family and haunted by his sister. The doctors didn't know how to raise a child, but they clearly didn't care. The torment he suffered still hurts every passing day, and even now, in Beacon Hills again, the pain hasn't ceased.

Theo bears plenty of scars of his own. Some are made by the doctors, some he brought on himself. It took him years to learn to not hate his body, to see the scars as a reminder that he's a survivor, not a failure.

His are littered around his body in places not well seen. The first time one of the doctors discovered them, he was punished accordingly. It's as if they're the only ones allowed to abuse him; how dare he bring it upon himself.

Theo looks at your scars and wonders what trauma is buried beneath them. What are you hiding? What emotional pain lies under the physical? Who knows your secrets, if anyone? It's none of his business, so he doesn't ask, but he closes his hands over your wrists and gulps.

"Run."

You look back at him, then at your clasped hands. "What?"

"Run. Run far from here and don't look back. Follow the pipes on the left side of the wall, and let them take you back above ground. Don't tell Scott anything I told you, it will only get you hurt. Just run, and don't let the doctors find you."

"Wait, why? I don't understand."

Theo pushes your hands into your chest and finally releases them. Fear floods through you as realization hits. He's seen you, seen your wrists, and your scars, and he's taking pity on you. But... he's letting you go.

"Just go, Y/N!" He yells in a whisper. "Go, before they come back. Any minute now, they're expecting you."

You scramble to your feet and look towards the pipes. The pipes on the left lead out, he said.

"But what about you?" You don't know why you ask. You don't know why you care. But, something deep inside you does.

"I'll be fine, I'll make up a lie. Just go!"

And so finally, you take off in the direction he points, still a little confused, but incredibly grateful.

Maybe there is some good in him. Maybe he's just as manipulated by the doctors as the rest of the chimeras. Maybe there's hope for him after all.

[ffauthor]

Theo Raeken x Reader

In which you and Theo get captured together without the knowledge of each other.

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Theo was grunting against the metal fence, his wrist tied with only the strength of tie-wraps, burning into his skin.

His gaze was blurry, but that didnt stop him from noticing a small figure in the corner, the blood smell hazing but smellable.

There you sat, blood drippling down your forehead and your skin basically ripping apart.

Your entire body hurts, to the point that even swallowing hurts. You have no idea what happened to you to get in this bad of a state or how there's suddenly a very attractive guy hanging against a fence, with his eyes glued to your damaged body.

Theo didn't say anything tho, and maybe he didn't even get a chance to because a guy with a taser strongly gripped in his hand came crashing through the thick metal doors, the door slamming shut behind him with a hard sound.

The worried expression Theo had towards you was turned into a cold deadly stare, this time being thrown at the guy in front of him, who had this goddamn smirk on his face.

you knew he just liked to torture people and based on the look on the boy's face he knew it too, maybe even about to feel it.

Theo growled to the man as the man patiently took his time to throw water over the now impatient boy, sewed to a metal fence he can't get out of.

You could take this as the opportunity to get up, sneak away and never return. But deep down you couldn't, not just because some part told you to stay, but because you were too weak to even say anything, let alone break through your tied wrists.

''You surely do enjoy this. Don't you?'' his hair was messy and was hanging partly over his eyes, and you could've sworn he was biting his lip while still showing his teeth. Showing absolutely no fear, no... mercy.

The man was tasering Theo with force, basically slamming the hard metal into his skin, making sure he hits every vein. In the hope, it would make him weaker.

You closed your eyes to not get any sight of it, although you could barely see anything because of your burning headache and the blurry images in front of your sight.

You don't know how long you have been sitting here, in the dark corner with the presence of a boy you surely didn't mind. All you felt was the blood dripping out of your wounds and your breathing slowing down with the minute. You were convinced you were losing a lot of blood.

''They fired you, didn't they? What- Did you get caught sticking needles into helpless patients again?'' you could hear the beeping sound of the taser getting to a higher level as though it was music, but still the boy showed no fear. ''Or did they catch you trying to stick them with something else?'' His body was stiffened against the fence and he was groaning between his uneven breaths and breathless chuckles.

''Looks like-'' You could see a glimpse of the tie-wraps getting orange with the amount of pressure being put on them, a sensing smoke forming past his wrists.

''We got-''

''A winner.'' The tie-wraps broke by the amount of strength and rubbing it got and sprang to the other side of the room.

The boy got off the fence while his eyes lit up, a bright yellow color replacing his cloud-grey ones. Claws came out through his nails with force.

Chimera. Right in front of you.

Theo started to attack the male who was taken aback by the sudden action the boy pulled, and his screams for help caused you to bang your head against the wall, in the hope you would somehow manage to block the noise.

You closed your eyes, now being at your weakest as you felt the presence of someone, now closer to you than before. In fear your adrenaline gave you a boost, which caused you to startle and back away even more, but with no success.

Theo was kneeling down in front of you, holding your small hand into his massive one, black veins coming out through the skin of his arm. You felt the pain releasing as you get lifted off the cold floor.

''I got you, I got you.''

''Lay your head against my chest, okay? but keep your pretty eyes open for me.''

[illyrianbitch]

how dare you ask me why i ship azris when i was an original thiam shipper. i grew up loving the traumatized-bad-guy-turned-ally who has a homoerotic obsession with loyal-inner-group-member-with-anger issues™️

[allisonjamaica]

thinking way too loud (wish i could block me out)

Summary:

He can’t stop replaying it.

Liam, lips red and swollen and parted around a moan, head thrown back, neck bared with abandon, and Theo—an approximation of him, anyway—pinning him to the wall, taking what he wanted, taking everything, killing him with every press of his lips and hands.

Bitterly, Theo thinks that it’s fitting, that it wasn’t even him who fucked up, in the end. Just his body. Just his face. Just his hands, hurting Liam like he promised himself he would never do.

He had really believed he would be able to do that.

aka: theo's angst-ridden pov of paint a picture of us just to burn it

[junkiefox]

Teen Wolf "Green Creek au"

Part 2 | Part 1

It was a strange thing to think about Theo Raeken as an omega. Okay. It was expected, Theo was a loner. The one of a kind. The first Chimera. He was selfish, bitter, didn't care for anyone. But Liam was stroked by a feeling of wrongness when he saw Theo's eyes. Purple, so, so purple.

Because Theo was selfish, and bitter, and didn't care for anyone, but Liam didn't believe that they were all true. He was all those things, but he was also the boy who fought with him. Who decided Liam was enough saving or didn't see enough on himself to save. He was the boy who didn't know how to take someone's pain away because no one had taught him. The kid who was manipulated into thinking that to be powerful, he couldn't trust anyone.

"His leg is going to be okay," Deaton said. "It's going to take longer to heal, at least longer than it should for your kind."

Liam was stroking Theo's head, his fingers moving as if it was an instinct. He wasn't awake, Deaton had given him a sedative so he could close his wounds, and stop the unstoppable bleeding. "Why? Silver shouldn't work on him. I couldn't smell any poison. So, what-"

"He's an omega, Liam. Have been for a while. The Dread Doctors have created a perfect imitation of werewolves, even on this thing."

"He didn't have a pack before."

"Didn't he? They could be dysfunctional, and wronged, somehow, but they were all he had. A family born into that mess, or, at least, something he could rely on. He was with ten for what, ten years? They might not had the strongest bond, but they were all he had. And then, well, he had you to rely on, I suppose." Liam felt out of breath for a second, his hand stopping its movement before he relaxed, letting his hand rest on top of Theo's head. The thought was too close to saying Liam was Theo's anchor.

"How long?" was all he managed to say. "How long is going to take to heal?"

"It's not so easy to guess, but I'd say a week. He's not eating properly, nor drinking water, it's not only he being an omega that's doing this."

Liam worried his bottom lip, eyes focused on Theo's fur "I'm going to take care of this."

"Liam-"

"He can't go back to the woods. He's hurt, and he's going to be vulnerable. He can't go back. Theo is my responsibility, I'm taking care of him."

"I can't tell how long he has shifted, Liam. He- an omega can be dangerous, they can go feral. He's been missing for what, one to two months? He can be in his wolf form since then. This, combined with him being omega is dangerous. He's unpredictable. Theo might be too lost in his wolf. Besides, we don't know when he actually became an omega and how this works, since he is a Chimera."

"Exactly. We can't tell when he became an omega. Deaton, Theo was unpredictable before, and I chose to take him as my responsibility. I'm choosing again."

The vet sighed, shook his head, and pitched his nose before he looked at him again. "Call Scott. He'll want to know what his beta is doing, and why my clinic smells like Theo. Call him as soon you can."

"Yeah. I will." Liam hadn't thought about that.

Nor had he thought how he was going to hide a huge wolf in his room without his mother finding out.

He ended up sat in his bed looking at a still-asleep black wolf. His bedroom smelled like a hospital, a slight smell of blood. But it was combined with citrus and rain, caramel and lightnings. It made his stomach twist.

Theo was an omega, and I felt wrong. Because Theo deserved a pack, a second chance, and happiness. He was eighteen and was caught up in a mess when he was nine. They had promised him that he would be powerful, he wouldn't need to feel insecure or afraid, and what kid would deny that? Theo was a kid when they came, he had been manipulated and used and Liam felt nauseous.

And then, he was ignored by Liam's pack. They had been betrayed before, they had forgiven those. But they ignored Theo. He was left in the woods, they were happy that he was missing —even if Liam said it wasn't true, that he had to hold himself so he wouldn't go searching for him, he never did, so it didn't matter. They didn't care Theo was still a kid, a kid who was brought up in a broken place.

They had failed him. Liam had failed him. He was his responsibility, after all.

And Liam got it, okay? Theo had destroyed their trust, he almost destroyed them. But now, he was an omega, he had shifted into his wolf form because feelings were easier like that. And even then, he couldn't imagine how lonely Theo must have felt. Wolves weren't meant to be alone.

Liam felt sick.

He needed to call Scott, but he wanted to scream at him, even though it wasn't his fault. He never asked anything to them. However, Liam wanted someone to blame and the Dread Doctors were dead while Theo was still suffering.

He inhaled slowly. Citrus, rain, caramel and lightnings filling his lungs. His eyes were on Theo, his wolf form occupying half of his bedroom.

Liam was going to take care of him, at least until his leg healed. He wasn't going to let him alone, not again. Everything was going to be okay, somehow.

He needed to call Scott.

[kseniaallis]

One thing that keeps bothering me is how Tara in hell does not look like Tara at all. I mean, it’s not even about a different actress.

Tara in hell looks closer to Theo’s age, which is impossible because she died young. She is this walking body with a gaping hole in her chest, hollow eyes and clawing hands that have nothing to do with Theo’s actual sister. It’s the reminder for him how she could have looked like, but he can’t separate her death image with what-ifs because she is dead. It’s a fact he learned to live with.

So, even though Theo made himself believe it was his sister, logically and visually, it wasn’t. And the only reason he recognised her is because not even the missing heart, but because of a few things: Kira telling him his sister waits for him; and the only person he thinks deserves to punish him most of all people is Tara, his sister.

And if it’s not a glimpse of grief, I don’t know what it is. Because his punishment is something that he assumes he did to his sister, even though at nine years old you really are very pliable and can do cruel vicious things under the strong influence without feeling remorse. Doctors took her heart, but also took Theo’s childhood, freedom, choice, and family. It hurts the most to Theo to the point of him giving up and accepting every ripped heart in the eternal loop, because he can never forgive himself for that. Because all his fight for survival and freedom led to this. It was meaningless, because he is dead anyway.

Because even if it is skin walkers’ prison, it’s his personal hell. And Tara is his demon he inflicted on himself because they knew it’ll hurt him the most. And isn’t it cruel to put the tortured and abused child into the place of eternal punishment?

[realmscupcake]

Imagine school/collage/university AU (or literally any other) where Liam is in a relationship with Hayden but feels jealous when Theo flirts with Tracy and doesn't know why he's feeling that way especially towards Theo

*some plot happening*

Thiam & Stemero (wtf is this ship name? Trayden better imo) endgame

[reggieslocket]

if thiam not endgame then why WHY including this scene where it's clear my boy is in love?? like who tf looks at you this way when you're nerding about history??

[th30ra3k3n]

liam: you know what would be sexy?

theo: what?

liam: eating food off each other.

theo: you didn’t do the dishes.

liam: i did not.