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Stiles always get strange cravings in the middle of the night. He whines to Peter about needing a certain thing and Peter tries so hard to tell Stiles no but then Stiles makes this face. The face that Peter can’t refuse. So, Peter takes a good hour trying to find exactly what Stiles needs or takes just a few good chunk of minutes.
He gets back and tell Stiles he has the goodies and Stiles rushes up to him and snatches the goods. Telling Peter he’s the best and he rips open the packaging of the things he gets.
Either Stiles tells Peter to cook it or he cooks it himself. Either way at the end of the night they both end up cuddling on the couch watching a movie. Stiles content next to Peter after his random food cravings and Peter was happy since he got so many reward kisses.
*dabs* Steter + "It's not MY fault that YOU broke it."
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Peter gripped Stiles hips hard causing him to moan out. “Come on. More rough. Please.” Stiles begged between pants. It sent Peter over his edge which made him lose a bit of control. His thrusts got rougher as he pushed further into Stiles.
Stiles moaned out Peter’s name and grabbed the sheets under him. Making his ass meet with Peter’s rough thrusts.
Peter growled at the sight and slapped Stiles hard on his ass. “You take my cock so well. Look so good with my cock in you.” Peter mumbled as he kept thrusting.
“P-Peter…!” Stiles moaned out loudly as he came. He didn’t even have any time to warn Peter about his incoming orgasm.
Peter dug his nails into Stiles’ hips as he kept thrusting into him. He then came and Stiles went wide eyed.
“I thought you put on a condom!” Stiles gasped to the feeling of Peter’s cum filling him up.
“I did…” Peter grumbled and let his limp cock slide out of Stiles.
“Then what happened?! Why do I feel your cum sliding down my thighs?!” Usually Stiles didn’t mind but they were trying to be a bit more clean since it was on his couch. He didn’t want to leave evidence behind of his sexual activities with Peter.
“It broke.”
Stiles whirled around at that and looked at Peter then down. Seeing the condom was ripped but still hanging onto his cock. He couldn’t help but wince and he went to take it off for him.
Peter groaned to the contact and he grabbed Stiles’ hand as he got it off. “Just so you know. It’s not my fault that you broke it.” Peter stated flatly and he pressed his lips to Stiles. “You’re the one who wanted it rough.” Peter had separated from the kiss to specify what he meant.
“S-So, I thought we used enough lube.” Stiles grumbled and tried to look away but Peter grabbed his chin.
“Rough sex can break condoms. Depending on how rough you’re being and the make of the condom. I’m sure you knew this.” Peter explained.
Stiles flushed and gently pushed Peter away as he got up. He hated when Peter was right.
What if Stiles was fae and Peter ran into his fairy circle after killing Laura?
Peter realized once he had killed Laura that he had to get far away. Get away by any means necessary. Sure, he now had the alpha essence but being close to the body wasn’t helping his nerves.
So he ran.
He ran away from the scene and into the woods. Not caring.
He didn’t now for how long he ran but he stopped once fog began to surround him. His heightened senses being dulled to a point that he could only see his hand in front of his body.
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Best Teen Wolf Ship: The Final, Round 7
And then there were two! This might just be the toughest battle yet! So enjoy the rest of the final round, and we'll see who lands on top as the best teen wolf ship! You'll have one week like usual to fight for who you want to win. Good luck!
Sterek vs. Steter
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I feel bad. I fell back on my promises for updates lmao. But!!! I updated How I Met My Husband. Also, I'll get started on the a/b/o fic. I got stuck in a different fandom, guys. :(
I am going to update How I Met My Husband in the next week, then try and get the Omega/Omega fic out. I haven't forgotten it! I am like in multiple headspaces right now.
I might post more drabbles, too. I have too many ideas and so little time.
How many of y'all have read Slayers?
yes
no
I don't know if I should continue it. :(
Maybe I'll add a few new chapters to finish it. 🤔
How many of y'all have read Slayers?
yes
no
I don't know if I should continue it. :(
Stiles hated that he saw the signs. All the signs that Peter Hale, Commander of the Knights, would overthrow the throne. He watches as people run away from the throne room, and he makes his way there. Usually, he follows the crowd, but he feels Peter wants to see him.
He tries not to shake in fear as he finally reaches the throne room. A lot of the throne room is trashed, and blood is splattered on the floor, walls, and, somehow, the ceiling. He tries not to look at the viscera of the former royal family. Of the Argents.
At least Isaac had gotten Scott and Allison out before this shitshow had gone down.
"Ah look the resident nerd has joined us."
Peter's voice booms in the hall, and the knights with him laugh at his snide remark.
Stiles stops a little short of Peter and how he has desecrated the throne. Black and red paint was thrown over the golden red furniture, and the red was the Argent's blood.
How did this even happen? Stiles tries to remember the first sign he has seen. The first time he met the man? He wasn't sure.
Stiles remembers the first time he met Peter. It was when he first came to the Argent family. Fresh from the academy and he had run into the Commander on his way to the chambers for employees that had to live on the castle grounds.
Run into as directly into the man's armored chest.
Stiles huffs as his books, papers, and quills fall to the floor as he falls back on his ass. He makes a fuss about his things because they're important! It's research about things that could give the kingdom some extra steps ahead of other kingdoms!
And in all cliche romances that Stiles sometimes read, Peter's hand comes into his line of sight to help him clean up his things.
"You're clumsy aren't you?"
Stiles swallows as he tries not to shiver at the sound of this man's voice. He looks up, and his breath catches. He is beautiful in Stiles' eyes, and he stares at him. He can't help himself.
"Do you want help carrying these things? Oh, I'm Peter Hale. I am the Commander of the Knights." He introduces himself and extends a gloved hand out to Stiles.
Stiles finally snaps himself out of it, and he shakes his hand. "I'm Stiles Stilinski. It's nice to meet you." Stiles nods and flushes when Peter smiles at him.
"Where are you going?"
"To the library."
Peter helps Stiles up after they gather up all of the supplies that were dropped and Peter hums. "Ah, so you're the new librarian I have been hearing about? They're right. You're pretty." Peter says and starts to walk to the palace library.
Stiles blinks at the sudden compliment, and he flushes. He coughs and clears his throat before he runs after Peter.
"Did you just say I was pretty?" Stiles asks him, and Peter nods. Stiles opens his mouth and then closes it. He's so confused, but confidence comes off in waves from the man. He allows himself to shudder as they make it to the library. Maybe he'd enjoy this job for once.
Slayers
read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/3Gj9PTb
by steterismylife
Ever since Stiles’ mom had disappeared, he had thought it was the creatures in the area. He found a forum online that helped him begin hunting at the end of high school and began to hunt, but someone is killing innocent wolves, which causes Stiles to get in trouble with the Winchesters.
Words: 2621, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English
Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV), Supernatural
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Categories: M/M
Characters: Stiles Stilinski, Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Peter Hale, Derek Hale, Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Sheriff Stilinski, Castiel (Supernatural), Lydia Martin, Isaac Lahey
Relationships: Peter Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Stiles Stilinski/Dean Winchester, Castiel (Supernatural)/Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski/Dean Winchester, Castiel/Dean Winchester
Additional Tags: Alpha Peter Hale
read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/3Gj9PTb
No one has to do this, but I am putting this up because I have one and forgot about it. Love y'all. :)
Also, How I Met My Husband has been updated after I started it in 2018.
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Disneyland. A place where Stiles always wanted to go because he wanted to visit the happiest place on earth. He mentioned it to Peter often, who would wave his hand at the other in a dismissive way. This action always made Stiles pout because, sure, tickets were expensive, but they could do a whole couples thing at the parks!!
“Stiles, don't you have things to do for school?” Peter asked as the other had mentioned it again.
“I can finish all of my things before we leave for the parks! Come on!” Stiles begged Peter.
Peter sighed and got his phone out, and looked things up. “You know there is still a pandemic, yet you want to go to Disneyland?” Peter asked him.
“We wash our hands when we can and follow the rules at the parks then we can have fun! It will be fun!” Stiles exclaimed.
Peter sighed and rubbed a hand over his face. “Go do your schoolwork,” Peter told Stiles, who sighed and pouted, then left the room.
They never went.
How many of y'all have read Slayers?
yes
no
I don't know if I should continue it. :(
Stiles hated that he saw the signs. All the signs that Peter Hale, Commander of the Knights, would overthrow the throne. He watches as people run away from the throne room, and he makes his way there. Usually, he follows the crowd, but he feels Peter wants to see him.
He tries not to shake in fear as he finally reaches the throne room. A lot of the throne room is trashed, and blood is splattered on the floor, walls, and, somehow, the ceiling. He tries not to look at the viscera of the former royal family. Of the Argents.
At least Isaac had gotten Scott and Allison out before this shitshow had gone down.
"Ah look the resident nerd has joined us."
Peter's voice booms in the hall, and the knights with him laugh at his snide remark.
Stiles stops a little short of Peter and how he has desecrated the throne. Black and red paint was thrown over the golden red furniture, and the red was the Argent's blood.
How did this even happen? Stiles tries to remember the first sign he has seen. The first time he met the man? He wasn't sure.