#theoappreciationweek24

[transdunbar]

give me love - the used

for @theoraekenapperciation day 5: Down in Hell

[aristarr]

The three of them now stood in front of the bathroom door, patiently waiting for Scott to open it. Mccall hesitated, as if something inside of it was so terrible he didn't want them to see it. However he was the one to call. And that meant he needed their help. But how can they do it without knowing the problem?

"Will you open it?" Theo suggested, his hand slightly squeezing Scott's shoulder as if to reassure him that it's okay. Whatever was there, they can deal with it.

Scott nodded, giving both of them a tired look before finally opening the door. Theo was the second after Stiles to shove his head inside to look at that "something" Scott was so anxious about. But when Scott entered the room to open the curtain the other two suddenly lost all the possible words. There was a boy in his friend's bathtub. A boy, who's hands and mouth were tied with a fucking duct tape as a some sort of a criminal who tried to rob the house.

"Scott?" Theo asked patiently, trying to focus his friend’s attention on what he was about to say.

"Yes?" Scott replied, his gaze still stuck on the scared kid, who was looking at all them in turns.

"Have I told you today what an idiot you are?" Theo asked, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Er, no?"

"Good. You're an idiot, Scott. A big ass idiot"

"Hate to say it, but I agree with Theo. Why the hell did you bring him here, Scott!!?" Stiles cried, and Theo found himself nodding in agreement. Being disappointed with Scott’s life choices was one of the few things they both shared and now it was totally two on one.

"Hey! I panicked??!" Scott’s defense didn’t work, as Stiles was already up for a big ass conversation on “how to not take rash decisions without Stiles’ approval” leaving Theo the one to actually care about the poor child, now absolutely terrified.

"You panicked?! And what are we supposed to do now with your "panic"?

"I guess we are the ones to deal with it, Stiles" Theo sighed, stepping closer to the scared boy. The later looked at him cautiously, but Theo stopped, squatting in front of him.

"Don't worry little one, I won't harm you. I’m actually here to help"

Day 1 of @theoraekenapperciation week!

The prompt: First Meet

Aaand it's my first entry for this year's Theo Raeken Week!! Actually, at first I wanted to go with visual prompts only, but then my mind gave me this and I took that idea and actually made it!

I saw a lot of different posts with hcs and takes on "what if Theo never left and stayed with Scott and Stiles and they all remained friends?" And I love those so much so I decided to stick to that idea and with that rewrite a bit Theo's first meeting with Liam, as I'm sure it would have happened that moment. I had a lot of fun drawing and writing this so I hope you like it!! (And now I think that this idea is more for the "canon divergence" prompt, but anyway)

And I'm extremely sorry for the quality of the drawing🙏🏻 I've tried to fix it but failed

[cornflower-cowboy]

Hurt people, hurt people

This was supposed to be a moodboard for @theoraekenapperciation day 1 color theory but oh well. Instead I present to you:

Theo dealing with guilt, pain, regret and the weight of what it will take to fix his mistakes.

Warnings: blood, graphic depictions of organs outside of the body

[aristarr]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Alec & Theo Raeken, Corey Bryant/Mason Hewitt, implied Liam Dunbar/Theo Raeken Characters: Theo Raeken, Alec (Teen Wolf), Liam Dunbar, Corey Bryant (Teen Wolf), Mason Hewitt, Nolan (Teen Wolf) Additional Tags: Comfort, Domestic Fluff, Caring Theo Raeken, Good Theo Raeken, Liam Dunbar's Pack | Puppy Pack (Teen Wolf), puppy pack being chaotic Summary:

“Alec” Mason starts having everybody stare at the boy, who now became all nervous from a sudden attention, “did you just call Theo dad?”

or the one, where Alec accidentally calls Theo dad and the pack(Mason) goes wild

Day 2 of @theoraekenapperciation week!!

The prompt: on accident

I know I’m a bit behind the schedule but here’s a small silly thingy for the second day!! I’m not sure if it actually fits the prompt but anyway let it be here. I had a lot of fun writing it so I hope you have it too while reading!

[aristarr]

Day 4 of @theoraekenapperciation week The prompt - canon divergence

do you need help? – General Audience – Liam Dunbar&Theo Raeken – 1.9k

“Do you need help?” he asks right away, a bit confused by Theo’s shocked expression. The guy in front of him blinks a few times before asking him another question in return. “Do I need help? With what?” Theo asks, still not quite getting what’s happening right now. When he agreed to help Scott with his newly turned beta he didn’t expect being yanked off by this said beta and he definitely wasn’t expecting this young boy offering him his help. The help he didn’t even know with what to be honest.

I actually wanted to skip day 4 as I didn't have any ideas of what to write but then I thought of going on with the same idea I came up with for the first day and this thing was born!! Working on this was absolutely amazing and I hope it'll make you feel better and you'll have fun reading it!!

[cornflower-cowboy]

we don't need grace (not in front of the moon)

For the @theoraekenapperciation week! It was supposed to be shorter but somehow got away from me.

click the banner or title for the story link

Day: 3 (Rarepair) Rating: Explicit Warnings/Tags: Smut, Misunderstandings, Crying in the rain, Tender Sex, Not Canon Compliant Pairing: Theo Raeken/Kira Yukimura, Theo Raeken & Kira Yukimura Word Count: 5.4K

Summary:

They remembered each other. It was hard for them to forget with all the history that tied them together. OR Kira comes back and the only person she feels drawn to is the same person she sent to purgatory.

[cdo499]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 9/9 Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Tara Raeken & Theo Raeken, Theo Raeken & Brett Talbot, Theo Raeken & Lorilee Rohr, Alec & Theo Raeken, Derek Hale & Theo Raeken, Corey Bryant & Theo Raeken, Isaac Lahey & Theo Raeken, Liam Dunbar/Theo Raeken/Brett Talbot, Jordan Parrish & Theo Raeken Characters: Theo Raeken, Tara Raeken, Dread Doctors (Teen Wolf), Liam Dunbar, Brett Talbot, Lorilee Rohr, Alec (Teen Wolf), Derek Hale, Corey Bryant (Teen Wolf), Isaac Lahey, Jordan Parrish, Noah Patrick, Josh Diaz (Teen Wolf), Tracy Stewart, Hayden Romero Additional Tags: Nightmares, Platonic Relationships, Fluff, Crack, Canon-Typical Violence, Swearing, Base Raid, Lacrosse, Author Doesn't Know How Lacrosse Works, Polyamory, Homelessness, Alternate Universe - Magic Summary:

A collection of oneshots and ficlets for @theoraekenappercation's 2024 theo raeken appreciation week!

[pansexual-puppy-pack]

day 7 of @theoraekenapperciation 's theo week 2024: dealer's choice! (swords & magic au)

i wanted to call this a medieval au, but it's medieval in the same way bbc merlin is medieval. so.

names: Theodore - Theo, Therese - Tracy, Joshua - Josh, Haeden - Hayden, Corbin - Corey, Noah - Noah, William - Liam, Macen - Mason

The thief better known as the Gold-Eyed Dog sidestepped, dodging another blow.

He could almost hear Marcel in his ear, chastising him for letting himself get close enough to risk being caught, but excitement poured throughout his body, fueling him for the next hundred paces he needed to reach safety.

Nearly laughing all the way down into the underground tunnels, Theodore entered their little base with the True Alpha's Heart in (metaphorical) hand.

"You're back." Therese pointed out, still not having moved from her spot at the chemical station. She'd been "perfecting" her paralytic formula for the past week, now, and Theodore and the rest of the Chimera Band have had to almost forcefeed her meals due to her unwavering dedication to the task.

"Not one "welcome home" for me?" Theodore lightly played, catching his breath as his body finished shifting from Wolf to Human.

"Barely a home." Joshua said, rising from his station by the west entrance. He'd been assigned there ever since a near-death experience only a moon before. He still hadn't fully recovered, and though Theodore ordered him to stay put, he seemed to have trouble with the concept of simply doing nothing. "Do you have it?"

Theodore nodded and held up the leather purse. "One True Alpha Heart." He said, with just enough pride to be noted as reasonable. He was almost too late to pull it back towards him when he felt it being pulled away. "Enough, Corbin."

Corbin re-appeared with a dramatic sigh. He had just turned from a stealth and reconnaissance mission with Haeden and Noah. "The least you could do is tell us what it's for."

Theodore held the purse close to him, hooking it back onto his tool belt, and shrugged. "I would have to know to tell you."

"Don't be coy," Haeden's voice echoed from the shadows of her cot. She was always itching for a fight, same as Joshua. "You know everything."

Theodore let out a laugh as he sauntered over to his seat in front of the fire. Corbin joined him, sitting on the rocking chair opposite Theodore's own. "My thanks. Where's Noah?"

"Here," His voice echoed—exhausted, beyond a doubt. As the newest recruit of the Chimera Band, this much movement and motion in a handful of days seemed a lot to get used to, and it had been a busy week with a lot of gold on the line. "Just get to it, if you could."

"Not at the moment," Theodore deflected. He took and opened a small, empty chest from beside the fireplace, setting the Heart within. "We've been hired."

Noah and Haeden emerged from their cots, the rest of the Chimeras gathering around the fire to see the little slip of paper Theodore pulled out from his cloak.

"Found it on a tree trunk in my path," He said, unraveling it. "Whoever sent this knows where we're located—might be wise to accept."

To the Gold-Eyed Dog & companions,

("Companions," Corbin snorted.)

Search and rescue. Bring as many of your unit as possible. Barter for your price if you'd like, for a minimum of a thousand gold pieces.

(Joshua whistled lowly, and Noah let out a surprised exhale.)

Further mission details will be confirmed with the contact. Meet at dusk in the clearing by your tunnels' entrance. I am sure you know the one I speak of.

("How?" Haeden asked. "I didn't spy anyone nearby when I patrolled.")

M.H.

("An anonymous contact for a high price?" Therese noted. "I wonder which lord got himself mixed up in a scandal this time.")

Theodore deliberated for a moment, then said, "Corbin, Therese, you're joining me. We leave in two hours."

Corbin cheered as Therese groaned. "I haven't finished the solution yet—"

"—A thousand gold," Theodore singsonged.

She let out a sharp sigh and begrudgingly said, "It can wait."

Joshua made a noise, just a bit over-upset at the idea of being excluded from another mission.

Theodore turned to him. "I wouldn't worry. Once that injury's healed—" Theodore pat his shoulders, making Joshua shriek once more. "—You'll be returned to your invaluable state. At the moment, there isn't much for our prime fighter to do without the proper muscles for fighting."

<hr>

Theodore, Corbin, and Therese had left. Joshua looked over to Haeden and Noah. "Are we really staying put?"

Haeden had already put on her cloak. "Of course not. Let's?"

"Let's." Noah rolled out of his cot in full gear and picked up his swords from the nearby table. "The note did say to bring as much of the unit as possible, and Joshua doesn't look like an invalid to me,"

"I'm glad." Joshua pulled his lips into a smile. "I would've hated to go at it alone."

<hr>

Theodore approached the clearing closest to the eastern entrance with caution, less on edge, however, knowing that Corbin and Therese weren't very far.

The client, at least, was not a Creature such as they—or perhaps was one, with great strength. Not many Creatures could travel through their forest of rowan without incident—without the Chimera Band knowing.

"Gold-Eyed Dog?" Someone asked, behind Theodore.

He turned, quick—spotting a figure draped in Druid's clothing, one of their age. How had he managed to sneak past Theodore without alerting him? (Or Corbin and Therese, for that matter?) Theodore composed himself and nodded. "Client?"

The Druid nodded. "Druid Macen," He introduced, the name a passing familiarity to Theodore's ears. "Walk with me?" He asked, although it felt more like a compulsion than a willing motion when Theodore obeyed.

Theodore resisted the urge to look around for Therese and Corbin as he listened to the Druid begin his spiel.

"I'll cut to the chase and we can negotiate further afterwards," He started. Theodore nodded, and he began, "A lord in my charge snuck out of the castle last night, and I'd like to see him returned before his father notices."

"Which lord?" Theodore asked, careful not to say anything that might sway the Druid's attention away from working with them—he did propose an attractive offer, and Theodore intended to collect.

The Druid seemed to contemplate, but not for long. "Lord William, of the territory just east of here."

Theodore barely contained his surprise, and the Druid seemed to spot it. (Perceptive as well as intelligent.)

"Now, I understand that you and the rest of your Band are known somewhat as criminals and exiles to the territory of Geyer, which, I have to say, I'm glad you've brought them all with you—" The Druid said, his walk slowing. He waved his hand—Theodore felt a wave of magic flush over him, and something fall out of the trees. The Druid gestured behind Theodore.

He turned to see Corbin and Therese on a pile of leaves, rubbing sore spots, and just to their right, Joshua, Noah, and Haeden, who Theodore specifically remembered telling _not_ to follow them. He opened his mouth to berate them—

"—But rest assured," The Druid said. (Powerful, as well. Theodore should pay more attention to Geyer politics.) "Return Lord William to the castle by dusk tomorrow, and your criminal records in the territory will cease to exist."

Theodore gave him a suspicious look, a brow raised. "Seems a lot to risk for a lord," He said warily.

Druid Macen shrugged. "His importance as the only son of the former Duke of Dunbar is nothing to dismiss."

Theodore noticed an ellipsis that seemed to be figuratively forming above the Druid's head. "...And?"

Druid Macen's features set into something much more grave than the expression he had worn during the rest of the exchange. "I have reason to believe he's been kidnapped. Or otherwise set upon by rogues."

Theodore noted that, the beginnings of a plan forming in his head. "And why us?"

Druid Macen leveled him a look. "Mercenaries usually keep quiet when paid well."

He was entirely right, of course, and although Theodore had already made up his mind before they had met, he still considered his options: first, to accept the offer, second, to run away, leave the nobles to their business, and change their hideaway's location, and third, to kill Druid Macen on the spot and take everything in his pockets. While the latter two options were passingly attractive, Theodore had already made his mind—and would have been backed into a corner, anyways.

Theodore gave him an affirmative—but not definitive—nod. "Your terms?"

Druid Macen beamed.

<hr>

The terms the Druid set out weren't exactly unreasonable, simply... restrictive. In a sense. The Chimera Band didn't do much work involving other parties outside of gathering information, so working directly with Druid Macen during all hours of the following day felt much like they were being put under surveillance. Yes, Theodore had brought Druid Macen back to their tunnels, and yes, he told Therese of his plans to relocate their base anyway, but it didn't do much in the way of comforting her to the fact that a member of the court they were all exiled from was standing in their space—their home. ("Home".)

Therese felt that way, at least. Whenever she looked around at her companions, it seemed that they reveled in the attention Druid Macen so freely gave—especially Corbin. Not to say that she didn't enjoy it, either—Druid Macen was especially perceptive and not at all lacking in intellect, even helped Therese with a particular formula—but she was one who much preferred being by her lonesome than to meet another "recruit of the week" (the term they all used for aiding mercenaries they hired to fill in the gaps in their skill).

They left to conduct their search only hours later, food in their bellies, armor on their backs, weapons on their belts, and Therese with vials in her pockets.

Druid Macen appeared at her side and pointed at them. "How do you use those?"

Therese grinned, almost wolfish as she pulled out her hand. She turned her nails—her claws—towards him. "These vials are specially designed for quick application onto these claws." She brought one claw closer to his gaze. "You see their material?"

The Druid nodded.

"Porous," She started. "When I stab these claws into the lid or body of one of my vials, they take in the formula. Then, it's just a matter of close combat; and you'll find that I'm quite good at that."

<hr>

Theodore walked towards the back with Joshua as the Druid led the search. Druid Macen had brought the Chimera Band towards the last spot Lord William was seen, stumbling (presumably drunk) through the wood. Naturally, Theodore set the Chimeras to their tasks—with Noah and Haeden being left with Druid Macen for the most important task of actually catching his trail. The tip Druid Macen's contacts got was very helpful, considering that they were able to quickly find Lord William's last known location—but something about it all was too simple, and Theodore was on edge because of it.

The way the search was currently going, Theodore wouldn't have been surprised if bandits began to drop from the upper branches of the trees and attack. It was too quiet, and snapping twigs from far-off ground did nothing to comfort him. He needed to stay cautious.

Therese seemed to agree with him, since her head regularly swiveled from side to side, searching for something that only she would be able to see.

It wasn't long, however, before they encountered a shack.

"Hold," Theodore commanded, unsheathing a knife and slowly making his way towards it. He was suspicious—who wouldn't be?—as to the lack of guards surrounding it. If this was where Lord William's tracks led, there was bound to be high-level security; there had to be. (Theodore had heard tales of the Lord's strength, even experiencing its full brunt, but unless something drastic had happened to progress his strength, he shouldn't have been able to take out as many bandits as Druis Macen feared would take him.)

The door had a lock on it, which Theo made quick work of. He threw it to the side and slowly opened the door.

Inside, illuminated by the dancing morning light streaming in from a slit between planks of wood, was Lord William, tied up to the wall by his wrists and ankles, asleep.

"Lord William?" Theodore whispered. He made a motion, signaling his companions to stay where they were.

The Lord shifted, no longer in that sleep-still state. "Who is it?"

Theodore decided to joke, still keeping his knife out and his guard up. "A savior."

Lord William seemed to rouse, just a bit. "I don't..." He blinked his eyes open. "...I don't need saving."

"Being tied up by all four limbs seems to contradict that," Theodore said, creeping ever closer.

Lord William raised his gaze to lock with Theodore's. Something played behind that bright blue, something that clouded his sunny sky for just a moment.

"Theodore?" He asked, voice low. (Theodore didn't doubt that the Chimeras could hear him, nonetheless.) "What are you doing here?"

Theodore went to cut the rope from his wrists. "Your Druid asked us for help. Told me to bring everyone I could."

Lord William's eyes blew wide open. His voice lowered to a sharp hush. "They're still here."

Theodore succeeded in one and moved onto the other. "Who?" He made a motion for the Chimeras to remain on guard.

Lord William moved his free hand to the restrained one to help it get free. He said, low, "...Hunters."

Theodore stilled. "What?"

this week was so fun!! (i know it's late but y'know... life) let me know if you'd want a full version of this!