#steterek

[regrets-collect]

My fix it fic idea:

Peter says "lol no" and breaks all the rules to bring back his darling nephew from the grave because he'll be damned if he lets him rot in ashes.

Yes of course Stiles helps. Peter is the one that goes to tell him in person about the news.

Stiles takes it in for about 5 seconds and then calmly says "so what are we gonna do about it."

And Peter smiles and says "this is why you were always my favorite."

[myrkky]

Stiles and Peter force Derek to stay still and show off the new sweater they got him, so that someone (most likely Erica) can take a photo!

(this can be seen as shippy or not, it's up to you!)

[lucky-bishop]

Possessive Beasts

Steterek | Explicit | 2,336 words | 1/? chapters

“No,” Stiles says, though. “No, I don’t want to be like you.” “You’re lying,” Peter growls once, in warning. It doesn’t matter what Stiles says now. Peter is going to bite him, regardless. But he’d rather hear the truth - that Stiles is willing, that Stiles wants this, first.

Chapter one of my possessive Peter Steterek fic is up!!

[whimsicalmeerkat]

WIP Wednesday

@dear-massacre tagged me! This is from a role reversal fic I am writing for @deterweek. It’s gonna be Steterek, because Stiles crept his way on in there. Enjoy!

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“Peter's aura was different than any I'd ever seen. I learned later it's because he's a werewolf. You guys have more going on in your auras than most humans, at least to me. I was drawn to Peter because of it, so I kept visiting. Most of the nurses didn't mind, and the one who does was overruled.”

The change of tense doesn't slip past Derek. He wonders why a nurse would still care this many years later. He'll have to ask Stiles once he finishes his story.

“You're the only non-omega werewolf I've met besides Peter,” Stiles says. “I would have known more was wrong with Peter than the burns and coma after meeting you, even if you hadn't mentioned the pain.”

“What are you talking about?”

“You and Peter both have the overlay of a wolf when I look at you. They're both howling. Peter's used to look like yours—sad and lonely.”

Derek winces at the accurate description.Hes not sure he wants to know what's changed about Peter's wolf that makes Stiles look so solemn. He jerks his head, hoping Stiles will correctly interpret it as a request to keep talking.

At some point, Stiles had leaned forward and rested his elbows on his thighs. At Derek's gesture he sits up and scrubs his hands down his face before rubbing one over his short hair.

“There have always been flames in Peter's aura, but there were two shining ropes and—and ten burned ones surrounding his wolf that formed a sphere. The bright ones seemed to hold back the flames.”

Stiles stops. He seems hesitant to go on. Derek isn't sure if he wants to hear what comes next, but he knows he needs to.

“Just tell me.”

Stiles takes a deep breath, blowing it out noisily.

“One of the shining ropes was gold and red. The other was solid silver, but brighter. Now the gold rope is limp and the color of dried blood. The silver is wrapped in red, but alone it isn't enough to hold back all the flames.”

“That's why he's in pain.” Derek says in horror. “One pack member isn't enough to keep them back.”

Stiles nods. “I think so.”

“Fuck,” Derek says.

“There's one other thing,” Stiles says. “With only one bond I can see a chain around the wolf's neck. It's covered in runes. Some of them are for stasis.”

It takes a minute for Derek to get it. “You think someone is keeping Peter in a coma? Can you break them?”

“Probably,” Stiles answers, more confident than Derek expects. “He'll need more than just one bond if we want him to be remotely sane.”

“How are we supposed to do that if he's unconscious.”

“Well,” Stiles says. “I might have an idea for that, but you're not gonna like it. C'mon, we need to take this conversation somewhere you can yell at me.”

~

No pressure tags: @thotpuppy @lavender-lotion @definitively-different-drivel @calenlily @bad-at-names-and-faces

[ravewulf]

These three 🥰

[milkcryptid]

most of my ships are basically the sarcastic traumatized guy + older traumatized homicidal guy (the first one has the potential for murder too)

[therulerofallpotatos]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love ❤

Curious what ur fav fics of yours are? 👀🖤🩷

Like ever?Like my five favorite fics of ever? oh boy ok lemme pull up the list

Well immediately I Bit Him so He's Mine is coming to the top of the list which isn't even done yet but is sitting rn at around 40k, is my longest project ever and officially novel length. Between the writing a murder mystery, writing a low fantasy adventure, the gothic/fairytail romance, the hyde wednesday/hyde tyler scenes, the subplots, and the fact that I'm not able nor do i want to rely on psychic visions for information, this is the most involved and exciting project I've probably ever done. Before Wednesday, I hadn't really sat down and written a proper drawn out mystery plot and this is the first where there were no psychic visions either. It's also officially longer than my Absolution novella which is not on this list just because that fic was one of the first I ever wrote and it shows. (though it is special to me because of that)

2. I'll add Wandering in the Dark because it was born of a prompt that my hs senior english teacher gave the class for a project that'd been anticipated (or dreaded depending on who you were) all semester. Basically, we all got to draw a disease (chronic I believe or at least mine was) out of a hat and then just do whatever we wanted writing a story with it. He gave me complete creative freedom. I wrote steter fanfiction which is also why it reads for someone who isn't familiar with teen wolf. I got an A.

3. My Lost Soul (Lead Me to Redemption) was my baby for a long time. It was one of the first pieces I ever wrote in a creative writing class which I then rewrote as sterek fanficiton and evolved into a whole series with Derek, Stiles, and Peter becoming the Hale Pack again. My writing style and quality drastically changes from beginning to end and there's something special about getting to see that firsthand reading this series. I'm sure it would only have continued if I hadn't lost steam for the story.

4. This is not a fair game. I'm not even left my teen wolf list yet.

4. I suppose I'll put Have You Seen Me? because idk I just like it. I like it a lot. I like exploring Tyler immediately after the cave. I like the title and the way the summary is just Tyler's wanted poster. I like how it leads into Wednesday going to Nevermore and I like how they interact with each other and Tyler being an Addams

5. Hold Me Close and it's sister fic Pin Me Down (to be posted) will have to take place as well. I'm counting both because I love them for the same reason. I've been writing officially since 2016 and for at least as long I always knew that I would eventually write my own fuck or die/sex pollen fic and that I'd take the approach of approaching the potential trauma and very present vulnerability present in the premise. Plus, the sex marathon aspect was a good writing challenge to stretch out the sex scene long enough to actually feel like a marathon reading it. Hold Me Close's sex scene was around 3000 words. Pin Me Down's sex scene is 3455 words long.

Honorable mentions for an abandoned multi-chap from high school that I hadn't thought about for years solely because I recently went to a convention where I met a lot of local authors and talked their ears off about writing and the genres we do and our current projects (and I had plenty due to wyler week and the bingo) and this one author recognized my ao3 alias and loved the fic in question. Mark Me an Angel for the hannigram fandom which also is a good example of why you plan a basic plot/direction when you start something.

[dramaticvhs]

here's a second part to my short and sweet tumblr fics series on ao3!! (click title to link to ao3)

Sheriff's and Leather

When the Sheriff finds a leather jacket on the floor of his son's room, he doesn't know what to think. At first he's a little angry, but his fondness for Derek overrides that anger. Kid grew up too fast, all by himself.

John's actually happy that Stiles has Derek. Derek might be a little on the rough side, with his past and his wildness, but he's a good kid at heart.

So when he finds a few other clothes he assumes are Derek's laying about, he chuckles to himself and throws them in the wash with Stiles' things.

He doesn't mention anything to Stiles when he gets home from school, or even later when Stiles is forcing some baked vegetable monstrosity down his throat.

The Sheriff just laughs to himself when, that night, he hears the telltale signs of someone climbing the side of the house to his son's bedroom.

—

The next morning when Stiles comes downstairs flushed with dark bruises on his neck, John just snorts and offers to let him borrow a turtleneck.

The embarrassed glare he got in return was enough to have him laughing out the door and to a McDonald's for a greasy breakfast, all the way to his office.

When he got there, Deputy Emerson, a stern lady with a killer smile and one of their neighbors, came rushing towards the Sheriff.

"John, I don't know if you know this, but Hale stopped by to pick Stiles up this morning. I followed them, but he just dropped Stiles off and drove away," She said, her tone causing John to stop and stare, because what has Derek done to deserve that level of concern?

"Thank you for your concern, Deputy, but I'm well aware of my son's relationship with Hale. He's a good guy, that one. You'd be better to get on his good side. Might be a Deputy like you one day."

Deputy Emerson dropped it at the Sheriff's stern voice, but her worry didn't disappear.

—

John figures he'll let Stiles tell him about his relationship with Derek since he doesn't want to push it.

He notices how Stiles is smiling more, sleeping better, and remembering to take care of himself. He thinks he should thank Derek for his positive impact on his son.

John thinks about it for a while before just deciding to invite Derek over for dinner, and giving him back his leather jacket. Lord knows the kid has got to be missing it, it's basically his only wardrobe. John puts it in the cruiser for safe keeping.

—

The Sheriff manages to corner Derek at a yarn store, of all places. He's chatting with old Missus Brekker when John walks up to him.

"Derek, son, can I steal you away for a minute?" He asks, smiling at Missus Brekker and patting Derek on the shoulder.

"He's not in any trouble, is he Sheriff?" The woman questions.

"Not at all, ma'am. Just wanted to talk to him about a few things," John grins, using the hand he has on Derek's shoulder to pull him toward the cruiser. Derek says goodbye to Missus Brekker and follows him.

"What's going on, John?" Derek asks, his tone giving away the fact he thinks it's something supernatural.

"Nothing, kid, I just wanted to thank you for the impact you've made on Stiles. He's been a lot happier recently and I know I have you to thank for that," The Sheriff gives a wink, "And I wanted to invite you over for supper sometime."

Derek is blushing, looking slightly confused, and it's then John notices the leather jacket Derek's wearing.

"Damn, how many of them leather jackets do you have, son?" He chuckles, reaching into the front seat of the cruiser and grabbing the jacket that's been sitting there for a few days.

He shoves it into Derek's hands, who sniffs it and looks at the Sheriff with a hesitant smile.

"I appreciate it, Sheriff, but this jacket isn't mine. It's my uncle Peter's."

John's smile dropped fast, and before Derek knew it he was in the cruiser and breaking speed limits.

Derek wonders if he should send Peter a warning text about an angry Sheriff headed his way.

He smirks and decides against it, after all Peter is the one that decided to leave his jacket, when Derek was smart enough to rub his scent onto the boy.

[morenotles]

Chapters: 7/7 Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Peter Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale/Peter Hale/Stiles Stilinski Characters: Peter Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale Additional Tags: Shibari, CMNM, Clothed Male Naked Male, Blood, Scars, Fanart Summary:

A collection of my nsfw-ish Steter art. Mostly highly colorful torso-up portraits that imply action going on out of frame, but also a full body piece including shibari.

One steterek piece is also included.

[twpbingo]

Sending out the next set of cards tomorrow, click there if you want a card!

Remember, everyone is welcome, all tags. If it can go on AO3 I'm happy to have it! More details in the pinned post!

[fullmoonficlet]

MASTERLIST 536 - BURN

Check out the fanworks created for the latest prompt: BURN. Don't forget to express your appreciation by leaving a comment!

If you haven't already added your work to our collection on AO3, please feel free to add it to the collection for this prompt. If you have any questions about submitting, please leave us an ask to let us know.

Submissions are listed in order by word count. Please check the content notes and pairing for more information about each submission.

On the way home IV by @theydraggedmein (FICLET, Gen, PG, 554) Assumed Major Character Death (Sheriff Stilinski doesn't actually die)

Weddings, Dates and One-night Stands by @otg2012 (FICLET, Jackson/Stiles, G, 1118) Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Future, Original Character, Friendship, Fluff

Burn by @darkjediqueen (FIC, Derek/Stiles, PG-13, 2,127)

The Nemeton by @goddess47 (FIC, Peter/Stiles, PG, 3024) Part of an ongoing series; may not stand alone

The Darkness Of Light by @always-mimitsts (FIC, Derek/Peter/Stiles, R, 6713) Burning alive (but surviving) and violence

[lucky-bishop]

WIP Wednesday!

Thanks for the tag @dear-massacre! This is from the possessive Peter Steterek which is quickly gaining steam (and a lot more words than I thought it would be initially)

"So, I couldn't help but notice that you were quite concerned about Stiles going missing. Something you haven't told me about, nephew?" Peter says, obviously putting on airs. He knows it. Derek knows it.  Peter also knows that Derek has put together that Peter was at least getting information from somewhere while he was dead, probably reasoning that it had to do with Lydia. Which, honestly, isn't a bad assumption, even if it's not quite correct. Peter also has his senses restored - for the most part - and, while this doesn't let him know exactly what Derek's thinking, it gives him much more information to work with. He knows that Derek smells like a combination of rage, grief, and longing every time he's in Peter's presence. He knows that his heart does erratic things when Peter's close - the same, interestingly enough, that it does when Stiles is around. Peter's no mathematician, but he can put two and two together, even if Derek diligently tries to hide these things. Derek's face does a series of complicated things, and he settles for growling at Peter. There's not anywhere near enough heat behind it for Peter to actually be intimidated, though. Not by Derek.  "My, my, and here I thought I was the one who had lost my faculties. Tell me - or, well, I suppose that's poor phrasing - do you still know how to use your words, nephew?" Peter should've realized he was pushing where he shouldn't have been, but knowing his limit there has always been tough for him. He has just enough time to think about that before Derek sends him flying across the loft. His nephew follows quickly, though, and where Peter is lying on the floor, Derek straddles him, and stares down at him. He pauses - Peter opens his mouth up to make a remark about it - and suddenly Derek is kissing him. Just like they used to - full-mouthed and desperate, like they never knew exactly how much time they had, if they'd be interrupted, if they'd get caught. It's so new, with Derek on top of him like this, his body unfamiliar and yet achingly familiar all at the same time. Peter can't fucking get enough. It's addictive. He wants more.

Tagging (no-pressure! but I know y'all are writing right now!) @like-lazarus, @lavender-lotion, @thotpuppy, @rabbitdarling

[whimsicalmeerkat]

WIP Game

Thanks for the tag, @jammerific! I’m going to post a little bit from chapter 8 of with lightning in his hands. For those reading along, chapter 3 comes out tomorrow. I don’t think this is too much of a spoiler, though.

I’m going to tag @thotpuppy @dear-massacre @noxnthea @definitively-different-drivel and @lavender-lotion.

~

At the exact stroke of noon, he reaches out and plants his lightning-covered hand in the center of the triskelion.

Stiles doesn’t say anything—offers no plea, no request, no demand. He plants his hand in the center of that knot, heedless of the thorns he has to push through and the ones on the vines that are curving in to reach for him. He ignores the way they begin tearing at his clothing and believes.

He imagines bolt cutters large enough to slice through vines the size of his wrist, the damage they could do, and cuts begin to appear on the periphery of the triskelion. He’s unsurprised when they bleed. It’s a relief when he smells dirt and sap instead of the iron of blood.

His magic protects him somewhat. It doesn’t prevent him from being scratched, but whenever a thorn starts to dig too deep it flashes bright and the vine flinches back, thorn singed black. The air fills with the scent of sap and burned plant matter.

Stiles continues to throw everything he has into believing he can make it through the door. He tries to channel the fact that he’s here to help into his magic. Some instinct tells him this barrier is intended to protect the one who sleeps behind it, but without someone to guide this magic it’s grown overzealous.

“This isn’t right, you know it isn’t. He needs help, but he can’t get it if he’s locked away,” he begs. He decides to risk voicing his theory about the origin of the vines. “You’ve protected your family in these walls, and done it well, but it’s time to let someone else help them. Let me help them. Read my magic or whatever you need to do. Just please, let me through so I can help.”

[ravewulf]

🍄Describe your wip/one of your wips in the format of “___ + ___ =___”  

Inflatable pool full of lube + Stiles' magic = kinky tentacle sex

[milkcryptid]

u have to read lavenderlotion ‘s works they r insaneeee omg

OHHHH I HAVE AND THEY ARE [CHEF'S KISS] HEAR ME OUT:

For Steter Run (Away) With Me and Breathing You In are aaaaaaaaaaaaaa ALSO for Steterek Of Pack Bonds is one of my favorites ever!!!

[asarcasticwitch]

Birthday Boy

by asarcasticwitch

Steterek | Explicit | 7,475 | 2/3

“You want him to be a permanent part of our lives?” Peter asks, keeping it vague so Derek has to fill in the gaps. He gets a shy nod in response, but even though he’s proud of his nephew for getting this far, that’s not enough for this kind of discussion. “Words, my darling.”

“Yes, I— I want him to be our mate.”