The kids were all best buddies for life by the time they arrived at the classroom Stiles remembered from his last visit. This time, the door was wide open, and a voice was filtering out into the hall.

“—not going to help you, because you’re giving up. Try some things; figure it out. Or hey, I could always just hang you up on a coat hook and call it a day. That works for me.”

“Oh, Peter?” Talia swept into the room like she owned the place, which… did she? Stiles still wasn’t one hundred percent clear what sort of sway the Hales’ sizable donations had bought them here. “I’ve brought you some new friends.”

Chapter 5 is here on AO3

a steter fic with stiles at a bar and suddenly seeing his ex (might be Jackson or whoever) approching and turns to the closest person like: “omg my crazy ex is here, random stranger kiss me and fake being my bf”. and random stranger Peter, being the good samaritan who spent the last ten minutes eyeing stiles and his sinful mouth agrees without much problem and gives stiles the kiss to rule them all

creepy ex approaches them when they’re getting really into it (so into it the bartender might be considering pulling them apart and telling them to take it elsewhere) and clears his throat so they pull away reluctantly, lips red and a bit swollen

stiles feels a bit dazed as he looks at this hot stranger with amazing blue eyes; he makes a soft startled sound when the stranger wipes at stiles’ bottom lip to, presumably, get rid of drool

the ex coughs again, Peter arches a brow and advises some cough meds or whatever, the ex is not amused, esp when Peter pulls stiles closer and keeps a possessive hand on stiles’ hip

the ex gives them a LOOK, turns to stiles with “Really stiles? he could be your father!”

and Peter doesn’t bat an eye, nuzzles against stiles’ temple and says “Oh I make a really good daddy.”

The Best of 2014 Steter

aka the fics I read over and over again.

Love Thy Neighbour by cywscross

In which Stiles is an emancipated minor, and – after Peter Hale comes back from the dead – gains a zombie werewolf for a neighbour.

Whose Woods These Are by moonstalker24

Stiles chooses the house simply because it’s far enough out in the wilderness to be away. His… reticence for human contact on any given day coincides entirely with how much pain he’s in when he wakes up the morning. His patience is limited, and he has more bad days than good…

So Stiles moves into an old house out in the woods like a creepy serial killer. Reminds himself that other people suck on a regular basis and just sort of gets on with it…

It isn’t until after several sightings that Stiles realizes that the wolf is following him.

If the wolf decides it wants to eat him, Stiles would be a pretty easy meal….

steel bars and blood-slick hands by Corpium (warning for torture)

When Deaton whisks Peter’s burnt, gasping body away to Eichen House, everyone else pays the price, Stiles most of all.

That’s How They Deal With Boys Like Me by taylorpotato (warning for: trans!stiles, body dysphoria, eating disorders, misgendering)

Navigating puberty is hard enough on it’s own. But on most mornings, Stiles also has to deal with feeling like he woke up in the wrong body. Peter Hale, of all fucking people, is the only one that seems to understand.

Your Heart on Your Sleeve by cywscross

Stiles is an empath, and it’s just his luck that he’s surrounded by broken people. Then again, it’s not like he has any room to talk either. Surprisingly enough, Peter helps, something neither of them realizes for a good long while.

Creature In My Bloodstream by Rrrowr (warning for: abo dynamics, WIP)

This isn’t Stiles’ first heat, but he’s still adjusting to how irregular they’ve been lately. So when Stiles’ next heat begins without warning, he’s already peeved about it by the time that Peter — naturally — melts out of the shadows to play some kind of knight in shining armor. It’s no surprise that Peter has decided to make himself a nuisance during one of Stiles’ more vulnerable moments.

Reluctant Allies With Benefits by veterization

Peter suggests he and Stiles start having no strings attached sex. It’s that simple. No, really, it totally is. Stiles will make sure of it.

Near Death by ToAStranger

Stiles is struggling with the aftermath of the Nogitsune.

Make a Career Out of Robbing Banks by bitchinachinashop

Sheriff Stilinski sends Parrish undercover to try and get his sons out of Peter Hale’s gang, The Phoenix Pack.

Wake Me Up by ToAStranger

Stiles has been in a coma for six years. Now he’s awake.

you and me are the lucky ones by Sang_argente

“Alpha McCall, it seems like there’s only one way to settle this alliance then.”

“You’re right,” Scott replied. “Stiles and Peter will tie our packs by marriage.”

“Wonderful. Shall we set the wedding for this time next month?” Talia asked.


The Cubby Hole by Elpie (Horribibble)

Feeling lonely and alienated at a college across the country, Stiles decides to explore his ever-developing sexuality at the closest gay bar.

He just wasn’t expecting quite so many bikers. Or such good food. Or Peter Hale.

Domestic Bliss and Other Nonsense by moonstalker24

“So, I think we should get married.”

Peter chokes, fumbles for a second, then manages to set his mug of tea down on the coffee table. He turns to look at Stiles, who is sprawled over the end of the couch, flipping through an old book.

“What?” Peter asks.

Stiles turns bright amber eyes on the stunned werewolf. “We should get married.”


“So all the books can be in one place.”

Under The Weight Of Living by SatanInACroptop

Stiles is having trouble reconciling with the aftermath of the nogitsune. Namely the notion that if Allison were here, Stiles might well not be. Namely the heart stopping fear of what could happen to those still breathing if the next time he wakes up, someone else is opening his eyes for him.

Fortunately, there is at least one soul in Beacon Hills with whom he can relate to.

Sometimes a little bit of help can be found in the most unlikely of places, including the domicile of Peter Hale, and sometimes, a little bit of sanctuary is all it takes.

All That You Have Home by predictaslash

Peter has sat across from Unpronounceable First Name “Stiles” Stilinski for two years.

Red On Red by kyorl (warning for underage)

“I wanna say thank you again,” Stiles mumbled into his chest, long skinny fingers plucking at the hem of his hoodie. He glanced up at Peter through thick lashes. “You know, for getting the blood out of my Mom’s hoodie. Well, I guess it’s mine now….”

“It was my pleasure,” Peter said smoothly, reaching and running his fingertips along the collar, close enough to feel the warmth of Stiles’ skin, but carefully not actually touching anything but the material. “My own Little Red Riding Hood,” he couldn’t help crooning, even though it was a bit over the top and blatant.

“Does that make you my big bad wolf?” Stiles asked the question completely guilelessly, gazing up at Peter with wide brown eyes, but there was no way he’d mistaken the meaning behind Peter’s words or his own. Not considering the books they’d just spent the last several hours reading.

stone/sponge by 1001cranes

Peter has a taste for the all-consuming; he doesn’t find it at all strange to be in the minor percentage of werewolves who have mates.


It Happened To Me - I was a summer intern who slept with my boss.

by Stiles Stilinski

“When you said casual, I thought you meant something else.” Stiles’ hands are like birds, flapping through the air, and he inwardly cringes at how his voice is pitching higher with each word.

“Stiles, what else could casual possibly mean? What did you expect to happen?” Peter breathes evenly, maintaining his usual composed mask.

“I didn’t know what would happen, Peter. I didn’t think-”

“Exactly, Stiles. You didn’t think. You never think. You just blaze ahead, what I say, what we AGREED upon going in one ear and out the other, and this is what happens.”

"But I only wanted-”

“Don’t finish that sentence, Stiles.”

He watches Stiles sag, deflated, against the desk. Raking a hand through his hair, Stiles’ teeth worry his lower lip before trying to meet Peter’s eyes one last time.

Peter only shakes his head, looks towards the door. 

Part 1, 2

Peter/Stiles: "I decided to flip a coin about every decision in my life for a week and that’s how we ended up on a date"

It was an experiment Stiles was doing for a sociology class. He was supposed to write a paper on the experience, elaborating on how letting a coin decide his fate for a week either broadened or limited opportunities in his day-to-day life. It seemed easy enough.

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he kissed like the world around us was about to  c r u m b l e
like there was a new  s t a r  being born in our place

                  and it was  d e v a s t a t i n g : the hunger, the need, the teeth,
                        and it was  i n v i g o r a t i n g : the passion, the ease, the lips

ain’t no telling what he’s after - a Steter fanmix

/ 1. lost that easy - cold war kids / 2. breezeblocks - alt j / 3. don’t let your enemies become friends - the spill canvas / 4. animal (cover) - hot hot heat / 5. taste of blood - mazzy star / 6. the devil never sleeps - iron & wine / 7. fingers and toes - alex winston / 8. tessellate - alt j / 9. million dollar man - lana del rey / 10. bottom of the river - delta rae / 11. animal impulses - iamx / 12. bloody shirt (bastille remix) - to kill a king / 13. kill of the night - gin wigmore / 14. future starts slow - the kills / 15. little red - cathy davey / 16. road to hell - sleigh bells / 17. the night descending - iron & wine / 18. guts - alex winston / 19. counting bodies like sheep to the rhythm of the war drums - a perfect circle / 20. we know where you sleep - the paper chase / 21. hollow moon (bad wolf) - awolnation / 22. happy together (cover) - filter / 23. fineshrine - purity ring /