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what sword would Peter hale from teen wolf have!

Peter Hale would have a Greek Xiphos.

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Steter prompt where Hales are alive: Stiles and Derek are friends, Stiles agrees to pretend to be Derek’s boyfriend for his family gathering for reasons. Except Stiles meets Peter there, who is is ex/one night stand

I'm so totally going to turn this into a fic >.> if that's okay. I want to expand on it more so I've written this as a bit of a teaser/start of the fic (I hope that's also okay too >.<)

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“You want me to what now?” Stiles stares deadpan at Derek, a little bit at a loss for words - yet not enough to not ask for more details.

Derek, who looks like he’s about ready to jump out of his own skin, huffs a frustrated sigh through his nose. “I need you to pretend to be my boyfriend for the weekend.”

Stiles blinks. Blinks again. Swallows down what would have been an amused chuckle and nods. “Yeah, yeah sure, buddy. No problem-o.”

“That’s it?” Derek’s brows knit together. He’s suspicious of Stiles’ quick acquiescence, which is completely understandable. Honestly, there’s no reason not to help. He and Derek have been friends since they were teeny tiny trouble makers - bonding over the tragedy of Stiles losing his mother and the fire that burned down the Hale residence.

It feels just like yesterday when they’d met at the sight of the fire. Stiles had been hanging out with his dad all day - not wanting to go back to school just yet, and unfortunately had to tag along when the call came in and every officer was pulled to help.

He’d told Stiles to stay in the car, to not leave for any reason, but the sight of a young Derek Hale pulling up to the scene with his older sister, scared out of his mind, overwhelmed and crying for his mother, had Stiles springing into action.

It was lucky that everyone made it out alive.

Stiles smiles at Derek, reaching across to lay a hand on his shoulder. “Of course, man. You know I have your back. If I need to spend the weekend convincing your family that we’ve finally decided to ‘get our heads out of our asses and start dating’ then I’ll be there ready for free food and swimming in that lake in your backyard.”

A quiet smile graces Derek’s face for a moment before something seems to click, sending those brows of his back down into confusion territory. “Wait - get our heads out of our asses?”

Shrugging and pulling a fry out of the greasy brown bag Derek had supplied him with before starting this conversation, he popped it into his mouth to chew and talk around. “I don’t know. Cora said it to me once. I think your family thinks we’re destined to be - or something.”

It can’t be further from the truth; both know it.

Derek finally drops his shoulders and lets himself laugh at the absurdity. Stiles can smile at it, too, because they’ve both already figured out that they are way better friends than anything else.

“So when’s this shindig supposed to go down? I gotta let Pops know he’ll have the house to himself.” It’s almost too painful to admit that he’s still living at home so long after graduating from high school, but Stiles is still trying to figure himself out. Derek visits most weekends from college, which isn’t that far of a drive anyway, but it’s still further from Beacon Hills than Stiles has ever been.

The mood shifts a little, suddenly, as Derek looks away momentarily to dig around in the bag of fries. He seems hesitant to say anything more - yet Stiles is sure the big question was the only thing on his mind that was making him anxious. Eventually, Derek gives up on finding the perfect fry to distract himself with and upends the lead he’d been burying. “Mom said Uncle Peter’s going to be there too.”

Uncle Peter. Those two words should never go together in any language - especially not when it reminds Stiles of the fact that he’s slept with a member of Derek’s family. An older member at that. It’s no secret either between them - no love lost between him and Derek, but it’s still a sore subject for both of them to have go through with either one of them remembers.

It’s how most alcohol-infused stories go.

Stiles was plastered on his twenty-first birthday, and Peter was busy looming in a questionable, but sexy, corner. Parties at Derek’s loft - which everyone agreed wasn’t the best way to spend his share of the house-fire insurance - were always filled with loud music and low lighting. All it took was for Stiles to throw one as a housewarming gift with all of their friends, and suddenly Derek’s place was the place.

Peter just happened to be there for Stiles’ birthday - wrangled in by Derek to help set up and dole out drinks. He’d finished with his shift of bar-tending and was just standing there, still with the little half-apron Derek had provided him, and fuck if Stiles didn’t find that hot.

“Okay.” Stiles claps his hands together, rubbing the grease and salt from the fries into his skin. “Okay, alright. It’s still no big deal, but I want something in return.”

Derek ducks his head and sighs again. “What?” It’s inevitable. Derek knew this was going to happen, which is why Stiles thinks he was waiting until the end to even mention it.

He looks so down-trodden, though, that makes Stiles feel a slight twinge of guilt. Instead of demanding some inane or stupid thing from Derek now, he nudges others’ big, broad shoulders and mumbles, “I don’t know right now, but when I think of something, I’ll let you know.” It’s good enough for Derek, which means it’s good enough for Stiles. Except, “Wait, why do I have to pretend to be your boyfriend?”

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Instability (A Steter Fic)

Update Post! Ch10 Up Now!

Pairing: Stiles/Peter

Rating: E

Chapters: 10/?

Additional Tags: Hurt/comfort, angst, Blood and violence, Sexual Violence, Magic, Dark, Violent Sex, Blood play, Smut, Witches

Summary:

This is where he feels the heavy burden of his joints, feet firmly planting themselves on the ground just before the imposing stump. He wants to reach out to touch it but the air around him turns acrid. It burns at his skin, filling his mouth with a sour taste. It breaks his heart not to be near it, to feel it beneath his fingers. Yet, it keeps him at bay and he doesn't know why.

"What are you doing here?"

He whips around, finding an intruder - offended at the wolf catching him off guard. It stares at him, icy blue eyes just as calm and quiet and quizzical by nature. It strips away his self, vulnerability rising to the surface as if he were out here naked and exposed.

Read here on AO3

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“Something about me wants to watch you bleed. But another part of me wants to watch you make others bleed.”

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Peter quote prompt - throwing it out there to be used amongst the ether!

If you use it and write something, tag me and lemme know so I can read it!

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And were You lost, I would be —

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Steter Discord Server!

Every so often I’ll make a new post about the server! If you’re looking to chat about Steter (and a bit about other ships as well!) then DM me for the link!

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Season 6, Episode 5 "Radio Silence" TEEN WOLF (2011–2017)

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“Something about me wants to watch you bleed. But another part of me wants to watch you make others bleed.”

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Peter quote prompt - throwing it out there to be used amongst the ether!

If you use it and write something, tag me and lemme know so I can read it!

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Steter Discord Up!

Okie dokie guys, the discord is up and ready! Either let me know here or through DMs that you'd like an invite link and I'll DM the link back to ya!

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The thing about Steter is that it is so, so, so vital to me that Peter is madly, deeply, undeniably smitten and enamored with Stiles.

Stiles is the clever one. The snarky and sarcastic little shit who can keep up with him and keep Peter's interest. The only tolerable one. The one he comes back for. The one he'd kill for. His.

I don't need to read about Peter falling in love with Stiles. I need him to already be there. He's been there since the parking garage.

I need Peter Hale irrevocably, undeniably in love with Stiles.

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i'm only cryptic and machiavellian 'cause i care | steter vid

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@darkerwaved get speechbubbled!

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Three stages of fangirling over Peter Hale (insp.)

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peter's face when he calls stiles an idiot though

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Platonic OR romantic, Peter has never simped as hard for anyone as he has for Stiles and that’s his canon self okay yall ain’t doing him justice in fics. Even if it’s not Steter that man is at Stiles’s beck and call even when Stiles is giving him attitude he’ll roll his eyes and scoff and then instantly do what he asks him. Let Peter simp for him. He’s trying to either romance or adopt him at all times and I approve of both.