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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
For @stetermonthlyprompts and @steternetwork prompt for June 2024.
Howl by @the-redcrate
“First thing,” Boyd starts talking before Stiles can accept Laura’s tepid gratitude. “Braeden is going to take some shots of you alone so you can get comfortable in front of the camera. After that, Peter will join you.”
Please as always don’t forget to check the tags before reading.
Tell Me Lies (Tell Me Sweet Little Lies)
Title: Tell Me Lies (Tell Me Sweet Little Lies) Rating: Teen and Up Pairing: Peter Hale/Stiles Stilinski Tags: Stiles Stilinski, Peter Hale, Talia Hale, Sheriff Stilinski, Claudia Stilinski, Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Derek Hale, Kate Argent, Steter Reverse Bang, Reverse Big Bang Challenge, The Steter Network, Steter - Freeform, De-Aged Derek Hale, Magical Stiles Stilinski, Attorney Peter Hale, Left Hand Peter Hale, Lawyer Peter Hale, Courting Rituals, Werewolf Courting, Emissary Stiles Stilinski, Prophetic Visions, Prophetic Dreams, Warning: Kate Argent, Warning: Gerard Argent, Cassandra Curse Summary: "Pick a card--any card." * Card shark, magician, or descendant of Cassandra the Prophet: No matter who or what Stiles Stilinski truly was, he was the only chance at the Hale Pack's survival. (LINK.) ** And the link to Karina's AMAZING Tarot cards can be found over here. It was such a joy to have Karina do the artwork and I'm so glad that the admins assigned her as my artist partner! :D
Steter Creator Appreciation Week 2k18 (pt3)
Hey guys! In honor of @ladypigswagon birthday I’d like to dedicate this post to her and her freaking stellar fantasy aus!!! A lot of these are oneshots, but I don’t think I’m alone when I say I’d give Lady my freaking kidney for more! I have yet to come across a better fantasy writer! The worlds this girl spins are so enchanting! I was literally up until six in the morning making sure I read all the fanatsy/mythology ones just to satisfy my itch! Thank you so much for sharing these fantastic stories with us and I hope you have a fantastic birthday!
Can’t Wipe That Blood Right Off Your Hands
Summary: “Do you want the bite?” Peter asks, voice dripping like honey but tinged with poison. Stiles would laugh but considering the situation it would be inappropriate. It’s a situation Stiles has faced before infinite times. He’s chased Peter across infinite lifetimes; he’s seen Peter in infinite forms. Werewolf is a first though. And it’s not even Peter at his most dangerous.
Sweet Like Cherry Wine
Summary:Stiles growls softly. He can’t seem to get the beak right, it’s too narrow, disproportionate with the rest of the head. He sighs, charcoal smudged fingers leaving grey marks on his cheeks as he drags a hand over his face. The crow he’s studying hops closer, squawking indignantly when it sees Stiles drawing.“I’m trying,” Stiles mutters. The crow squawks again, hopping back along the branch. The setting sun casts a warm orange glow through the gaps in the treetops. His mother will probably come collect him for dinner soon; he needs to get this right before the light fades.
Oh Undine, SIng Your Love To Me
Summary: Stiles belongs to the water. He lives in the cool embrace, amongst the algae and rocks. He has lived here all his life, it has been his sanctuary and his home. This pool deep in a forest, beneath a powerful if small waterfall. Stiles has never ventured beyond the shores of his pond, knows that the forest and what lies beyond holds no interest for him. It’s not a lack of curiosity, it’s a knowing within the marrow of his bones that he is not ready for that potential world.
Boy Who Cried Wolf
Summary: Peter is hungry. It’s a raw ache, the kind that drives Peter to hunt almost desperately. His paws pound against the earth, kicking up black dirt and fallen leaves as he runs. It’s early afternoon, sunlight streaming through the gaps in the canopy, dappling the ground. Peter can hear a herd of deer a few miles west, but deer are tricky. There are too many variables, too many antlers and hooves. He could probably pick off a few with a pack.
I Walked With You Once Upon A Dream
Summary: Legend says that in the forest there’s a tower tall as the sky, made of stone ancient as the mountains. Its location is unknown, a gem hidden amongst the trees that only the brave or foolish seek. The forest is dangerous, full of magic, and not all of it good. At the top of the tower, they say there’s a boy with eyes of amber and skin so pale the Moon is jealous of its glow. There are many stories of of how he came to be there, but one thread binds every tale: the boy is as powerful as he is beautiful, and the one who can find him and wake him shall have both. Many have tried, and all those who have returned have failed.
Out of the East, Never See The Sun Rise
Summary: In the beginning, there are three absolutes.One. Stiles is a god, forged of starlight and collapsing galaxies and he is eternal.Two. Peter is human, fragile bone and viscous blood and he is temporary.Three. Stiles and Peter are in love; love that claws its way inside one’s heart like fish hooks; all encompassing love that is beautiful but dangerous.Stiles is a god. Peter is human. They love each other.Three absolutes.
And two very honorable mentions because Sonnet 190 honestly feels like a fairy tale and I am in love with Were!Stiles that changes into a Deer! And because Your Boldness Stands Alone Among the Wreck is seriously stunning and I need approximately 600 more chapters because I’m obsessed!!
Sonnet 190
Summary: Peter pushes the textbook away from him, rubbing his eyes. Sixteenth century grammar is starting to grate on him, after the eleventh sonnet he’s beginning to loathe the form and everything it stands for. It would be masochism to continue reading.
Peter stands up, reaching up high to stretch his back. He winces when he hears his shoulders pop. He’s been in the same position for too long, he needs to do some exercise, get out of his room. It’s only mid afternoon, he doubts they’ll be any objection from his parents if he goes for a short run, especially if he promises to stay human the entire time.
Your Boldness Stands Alone Among the Wreck
Summary:“You know,” Isaac says, whilst loading the mutilated body onto the ME’s gurney, “I’m starting to think Hale is just doing this to ask you out now.”Stiles glowers at Isaac, who to his credit doesn’t cower away from Stiles’ hardened gaze. He just zips up the body bag and wheels it out of the room, his last statement hanging over Stiles head like a hangman’s noose. Stiles tries to mentally shake off the feeling but it’s difficult. Peter Hale’s last three murders have been gruesome odes to Stiles and this one is no different. The boy’s eyes, a pale imitation of Stiles own amber ones, had been removed and were residing on the kitchen counter. Hale had left an incredibly detailed sonnet about them in what Stiles suspects is the victims’ blood.
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[ Steter November Prompt – Blues Music ]
Thanks to @hd-hale for telling me that this exists!! A good reason to finally draw some Steter again. I first wanted to go with some atmospheric stuff but .. I immediately had to think of the Blues Brothers movie
Prompts by: @steternetwork
Rainy Days
Some Steter for @hd-hale who is a big ol’ sweetheart and encouraged me to keep working on the background, even though I wanted to rage quit.
the true relationship between beta and author @graciebirdie