This Event will be taking place March 12-18 2018. Monday through Sunday. Last year we had it in Jan but I was not organized enough to try and run it for the same time period. So this year will be March.
@moonlettuce had created a Petopher Appreciation Week archive for all the Petopher Appreciation weeks for the last two years. Since she has given her permission, we will continue to use this archive for Petopher.
My Petopher Appreciation Week Submissions Masterlist
These aren’t all gonna be fics+aesthetics like I planned they’ll probably be one or the other because uh-Well my brain died when I was supposed to be writing them soo...yeah. Anyway I hope you enjoy my horrible fanfictions/aesthetics/whatever!
Day 1 - March 12th - Match Maker: https://archiveofourown.org/works/13949841
I really wanted to get my stuff done for Petopher week but I don’t think I’ll be able to.:/ My ability to write fast is just no longer a thing these days. Maybe I’ll do a really short collection. I don’t want to post any more WIPS.
Petopher Appreciation Week 2018 !!! March 12-18 2018
Hello Friends:
As Promised, Petopher Appreciation Week Themes have been collected and are as follows:
Day 1 March 12 : MatchMaker, Match Maker Make me a Match.
-Somehow someone/thing thinks Peter is a good match for Chris or vice versa and upends reality to organize circumstances to make it happen.
Day 2: March 13: Parent Trap. Humor.
-Peter and Chris are single dads. Say Malia and Allison are best friends or something. Cue Shenanigans.
Day 3: March 14: Unprepared Feelings Happen! Oh No!
-Forced to be in the Same Room due to someone needs either Chris or Peter for something involving research or something along those lines.
Day 4: March 15: Role Reversal.
-Peter is a hunter, Chris is a wolf.
Day 5: March 16: Ancient Times Historical AU.
-Romans, Greeks, Egyptians, Ancient Gaul, whatever you like. Maybe Chris is a Sheik with a harem and young Peter Hale gets captured and is taught how please...
Day 6: March 17: Object Lesson
-Life’s hard lessons makes you deal with horrible shit in different ways.
Day 7: March 18: The Catch All. Here’s where you can have Kink, tropes etc.
-Whatever floats your boat
Rules: Any theme day can be AU, Canon or whatever and can be posted for any day up until April 1st. Main Pairing MUST be Peter/Chris.
We will continue to compile the Petopher Appreciation week works at:
http://archiveofourown.org/collections/PetopherAppreciationWeek
//I’d also like to recommend anything at all written by Claire (moonlettuce), regarding petopher. I’ve been awed, amazed by the luscious storylines and filthy porn, and even the RPF between Ian and JR is delightful and utter perfection.
I know you organized the whole petopher appreciation week thing anyway, darlin’, but I need to recommend your fics because they’re my favourites of all time.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 18/?
Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Chris Argent/Peter Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Chris Argent/Stiles Stilinski, Peter Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Chris Argent/Peter Hale
Characters: Stiles Stilinski, Chris Argent, Peter Hale, Scott McCall, Jordan Parrish, Derek Hale
Additional Tags: Endgame Stiles/Chris/Peter, Angst, Police Officer Stiles, Werewolf Peter, hunter Chris, Mates, OT3, Stetopher - Freeform, Marital Issues, Infidelity, consent issues (not sexual consent), strong possibility of xenophilia/beastiality, whatever you want to call someone screwing around with a werewolf, Psychosis, Depression, Mental Instability, For once those tags aren't for peter, Ambigiously inflicted self harm
Series: Part 1 of Anchors
Summary:
Stiles falls in love with a married man twice his age. He doesn’t have daddy issues. He doesn’t have a kink, but it still happens. Little does he know he’s about to step into a failing marriage between a hunter and a werewolf, becoming just as entrenched in their shit as they are.
You picked my be all end all Petopher song, “Burning House”. So here, have some angst! I have a lot of personal head cannons about Peter Hale and Chris Argent, but perhaps one of the ones I hold most strongly to is that his daughter was named after Chris…
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Chris came back shortly after the funeral.
He lied and told his wife it was a business trip. Their daughter was young, it made more sense for Victoria to stay home with her. She didn’t press the issue. That’s how Chris had ended up here.
He’s staring at the row of freshly dug graves, his heart in his throat, his hands shaking at his sides like they haven’t since he was a kid on his first hunt. Eight graves. Eight innocent lives. Women. Children. Oh god, the children. Never in a million years would he have wished this on his worst enemies. Certainly not on the family that had taken him into their home, treated him with kindness, even knowing who his father was.
The official reports said it was arson, but there were no clues as to who or why. There was a small level of comfort in knowing that none of his father’s associates were taking credit for it. But the idea of a rogue hunter who was willing to slaughter innocent children, both human and wolf, worried him more than even an omega wolf might have. If only he’d been here…
It hadn’t taken much asking around to find out about Peter. The only one inside the house who made it out, they said. Laying in a hospital bed, his body covered in burns. Trapped in a coma he might never wake up from. “Maybe it’s for the best”, the old woman at the mini-mart said in a sympathetic tone. He’d lost a wife and two daughters that day. Chris’s stomach churned as he saw the first headstone. Cynthia Hale. They’d gone to school together. He remembered her flirting with Peter in the lunch line and the wolf’s ears turning red as Chris teased him about it.
He remembered Peter looking at him earnestly, as he pulled back breathlessly from a kiss in the front seat of Chris’s truck. “I don’t care about Cynthia Williams. You’re the only one I want, Christopher.”
Guilt sits in his stomach like a ball of hot lead. Heavy. Burning. Consuming him from the inside out. Not like it was ever his choice. His father had threatened to kill him. Threatened to kill Peter. That was what kept him from coming back. He thought he was protecting the man he loved. But Peter couldn’t have known that. And by the time Chris had come back, Peter had moved on… or so he thought.
He comes to the headstone next to Cynthia’s and he stops. A cold chill runs across his spine and he feels suddenly sick. The dates on the headstone are right. Peter’s oldest daughter. He doesn’t know when he fell to the ground but the fresh dirt is too soft under the knees of his blue jeans, reminding him of what lies beneath it. His hands shake as he runs his fingers over the lettering. And he knows. Maybe moving on was never an option for either of them.
Christiana Marie Hale, Beloved Daughter, 1992-2005
