I was so excited to see that you were ok with things getting dark as long as they have a happy or hopeful ending, because I've been wanting to explore some darker fic, and you've given me the chance to go dark here. I hope you enjoy it; I had a really fun time working through this one. <3
I want to thank @bettertasting for the cheer leading and vibe checks when I got too in my head while writing this. And a massive thank you to @punchedbymarkesmith for the killer last minute beta that found all my excessive commas and other run on sentences. I also want to shout out the other wonderful SSS support chat who helped with everything from moral support to writing sprints, and everything in between: @ambersagen, @teenwerewoofs, @tarantula-teeth, @lucky-bishop, @midmorning-bomb, @vmures, and @bwtch. Y'all are the best and I hope to keep creating awesome things with you.
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Give Me Pure Energy by Wreck
Rating: Explicit
Archive Warning: Rape/Non-Con
Category: M/M
Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV)
Relationships: Peter Hale/Stiles, Stilinski, Stiles Stilinski/Other(s)
Characters: Stiles Stilinski, Peter Hale
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Ghost Peter Hale, Succubi & Incubi, Dream Sex, Dreams vs. Reality, Dubious Consent, Rape/Non-con Elements, Non-Consensual Somnophilia, Ghost Sex, Resurrection, Young Peter Hale, Mindfuck
And the thing is that Stiles has so few new people in his world that arenāt werewolves or trying to inflict bodily harm on him, so he doesnāt think itās all that weird when the new kid shows up in his dream, blue eyes twinkling as he beckons to Stiles from across a field of purple flowers.
Because dreams are really just your brainās way of processing the events from the day, and dreaming about a new, interesting kid is totally normal and even expected.
OR the alternative season 2 where Stiles craves some normalcy and befriends a new kid in his econ class, only to realize that maybe they both want more from each other than just a simple friendship.
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Prompt received from Twitter:Ā
If not, maybe Peter taking care of Stiles while he's on a research spree (giving him food/keeping him hydrated).Ā
When Stiles gets into research mode, like really gets into it, itās almost like heās in this fugue state in which he doesnāt notice anything else around him, doesnāt realize what time it is, and only gets up when his bladder screams at him, not even his stomach can convince him. He usually tries to prepare for this state, having water and energy drinks and various snacks--most of which are likely unhealthy and should not be allowed anywhere near his dad--nearby that heāll mindlessly consume as he delves into the dark corners of the interwebs for any hint of information.Ā
The longest heās gone previously is a couple days, but this one is turning out to be a doozy. He just canāt find anything on this one creature. Itās like no one has even made it up let alone seen it, which is impossible because they all saw it a week ago as it snacked on the remains ofā¦ well it was disturbing. Heād long run out of his prepared snacks a few days ago, but yet when he has to take his break--his bladder has been making itself known for the last fifteen minutes--there is a fresh supply along with a sandwich and a bottle of water sitting on his desk. He emerges from the bathroom to find Peter sneaking out of his room, a few empty mugs and snack wrappers crumpled in his fist.
āDid you make me that sandwich?ā Peter shrugs but doesnāt answer. Stiles continues, āHave you been bringing me coffee and snacks?ā
Peter stares at him, face flat and neutral. Stiles knows itās him. Thereās no one else it could be since Peter and his dad are the only ones that have a key to his place. They stare at each other for a moment before Stiles sighs, a fond smile playing on his lips.
āWell, thank you,ā he says before leaning in and giving Peter a peck on the lips.
āYou have an hour before I make you go to sleep. You look like a zombie,ā Peter says.
āLove you, too,ā Stiles says with a wave as he goes back to his room.
I am sticking around til the end but I saw some other fandoms do it, and look, this site is a hellsite, but I love this fandom with all my heart even if I am not super active in it (tho I am writing more fic!) and would like to still follow some of you. So hereās a document sheet where you can input where youāll be moving to or where we can still find you if you leave this site.Ā
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Summary:Ā
Still, here he was dressed as a goddamn vampire duck made out duct tape walking in a parade just because he was too far gone in love with an adorable little shit named Stiles Stilinski.
I saw a post about the @hometownteenwolf Fest and felt the need to write for it based on an experience in my hometown at a little thing called the Duct Tape Festival. Most of this based on @thestitchingwitch and Iās adventure.Ā
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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/?
Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV), Alias (TV)
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Peter Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Sydney Bristow/Julian Sark
Additional Tags: Full Shift Werewolves, Alpha Peter Hale, Spark Stiles Stilinski, Magical Stiles Stilinski, Peter Hale Has a Great Pack, Julian Sark Deserves Nice Things, Established Peter Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Slow Burn Julian Sark/Sydney Bristow, Tattooed Stiles Stilinski, Angst and Humor
Summary:
āIām not self destructing. That already happened. Now Iām rebuilding.ā
Julian Sark gains a new perspective on life. It may or may not have to do with him becoming a werewolf.
The first chapter of what is possibly the favorite thing I have ever written is up!
āHow about: "I didn't know where to go" and Person A knocking late at Person B's door. Ship of your choice :Dā
My ship of choice is of course Steter, because... Yeah, I cannot leave. Hope you will enjoy, dear heart!
Read here on AO3 or under the cut!
Itās been a few years since Stiles even thought about anyone from Beacon Hills.Ā
Even his own father doesnāt cross his mind often - all the memories are tinted with a bittersweet taste of betrayal.Ā
Stiles doesnāt think of his father or anyone from his childhood - no, thatās not true. He sometimes talks with Kira and Cora - they both settled down somewhere near the river in the forest, happy and carefree, and together.
Love is a beautiful look on them.Ā
He sometimes hears from Chris, who lost Isaac somewhere along the years. Stiles didnāt care and didnāt ask, still doesnāt. Itās always Chris reaching out, cajoling out answers and promises of taking care of himself from Stiles. Caring.
He doesnāt know why the older man cares so much, but it feels nice. Even if still heavy with misplaced guilt.Ā
The point is, Stiles has made a clear cut between his life before (Beacon Hills and ruin, and pain, and death, and Iām sorry, I didnāt meanā¦) and after (evening calls with Chris and once-a-month brunches with Cora and Kira).
The point is, Stiles built a life. He dragged himself from hell and rebuilt himself into a man that he could proudly show off.Ā
He doesnāt need his past knocking at his door in the middle of the night.Ā
Too bad that Peter Hale never did anything that Stiles expected.Ā
To be honest, Peter doesnāt actually manage to knock on the door before theyāre thrown wide open.
Stilesā wards (take that Deaton, you piece of enigmatic shit!) warned him some time before of someone approaching - heās warded the area of his cozy, little house to hell and back with different āsensitivityā levels in different distances from the center of his home.Ā
He knows when someone is just passing through and when itās someone unfamiliar.Ā
He infused some of his memories of people in the wards (thereās a reason he's not afraid of Scott ever coming over) and they recognized Peter.Ā
Stiles wants to laugh - loud and hysterical, just like him - as his wards donāt recognize him as a threat.Ā
Looking at the man in front of him - haggard and dirty, clearly exhausted and on the run - Stiles still understands, knows heās a threat.Ā
Just maybe not to him.
āIāmā¦ā Peter doesnāt even blink, unfazed by how Stiles knew he was there.Ā
For all Stiles is aware, Peter probably knows everything about him. Keeping tabs.Ā
āHello, Peter,ā Stiles leans on his wooden bat - one of many beautifully created weapons that he infused with a mix of wolfsbane and mistletoe, spells carved in the base - and smiles widely.Ā
Peter eyes the weapon - admires the magically preserved calla lilies braided around the wood, intertwined with too sharp barbed wire - and something like pride flickers in his eyes.Ā
āI had nowhere to go,ā he says after a beat of silence, gaze steady as he talks to Stiles. He doesnāt submit, but he shows his respect. It doesnāt get Stiles, not at all. āI didnāt know where else to go.āĀ
Stiles looks at him and makes himself really look. He dismisses the proud tilt of Peterās head and the nervous tick in his jaw.Ā
He takes in the shadows under his eyes and the weariness that comes only with many sleepless nights. He takes in the worn out clothes and shoes - theyāre far from stylish or even comfortable. Theyāre practical, probably grabbed from someone and not chosen with Peter in mind.Ā
Stiles makes himself really see Peter and decides.Ā
āYou shouldnāt know where to go, actually,ā he watches as Peterās eyes flick to the left - a small tell of shame? worry? something that Peter lets him see. āDid Chris rat me out?ā
Another emotion passes through Haleās face - this one quicker, darker, possessive.Ā
āCora, actually. She mellowed out.ā
āKira has that effect on her,ā Stiles nods and waits.Ā
Peter runs a hand through his short, dirty hair and grimaces. He looks like he doesnāt know how to proceed and Stiles remembers the determined expression in his crazy eyes from years before.Ā
Oh, how they broke you.
āCome in,ā he says finally, when Peter struggles for words
Stiles expected a monologue, how lucky he was that Peter found him and can share his expertise.Ā
He didnāt expect another broken soul - so, so similar.Ā
āLet me help,ā Stiles offers and itāsā¦ stupid and dangerous, and his self-preservation instinct screams at him for being so naive. For letting himself get sucked in this again.Ā
Heās always had a weakness for broken things.Ā
Peter fits his collection to a tee.Ā
(Later, Peter will ask why Stiles let him in.Ā
āI was looking in the mirror,ā Stiles will answer him, a whisper only between the two of them. Caught dangerously between them.Ā
Peter will shiver against Stiles, pressed between an armrest and Stilesā body. He will lean against the younger man and let himself relax. Stiles will run his fingers through Peterās hair - now wet, and clean, and soft - and let his hand slide towards the other manās neck. He will watch Peter and wait for his move.Ā
Peter will smirk - a soft, cherished wisp of a smile - against Stilesā skin and burrow himself closer. Burrow himself deeper in Stilesā heart like he never left, like they havenāt had years between them.Ā
āI missed you, clever boy,ā Peter will whisper back and something heavy will lift from Stilesā chest.
Later, Stiles will stand in front of Peter in all his dangerous glory, at the edge of his their territory. He will shield Peter from them - his body a perfect and enough protection - and watch the hunters writhe on the ground.Ā
He will feel Peterās hands on his waist - heavy and possessive, and branding - and his kiss on the back of his neck - soft and sweet, and shy.Ā
Later, Stiles will watch the bodies of his Peterās enemies disappear in the mud, taken by hungry vines and even hungrier spirits, and he will wonder if heās being used again.
Later, Stiles will watch Peter and wait, and wait for the other shoe to drop. He will wait for Peter to get bored, get confirmation that heās now safe, no longer hunted. He will wait for Peter to grab his stuff and disappear into the night - dramatic and typical Peter.Ā
Stiles will wait for all of it for a month, two. After three, he just gets a reminder.Ā
After nine months, Peter will drag him outside on the porch. After nine months, Peter will drop to his knees and present Stiles with an enchanted bracelet with pressed lilies of the valley.Ā
The calla lilies in Stilesā - and Peterās - garden will bloom.Ā
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
āSomething was up with Peter. Something serious.
Her brother was an ass, and a first rate one at that, but she loved him nevertheless. He went out of his way to annoy her constantly; to test the bounds of her strength, wit, resolve and leadership. In some areas, she was willing to give an inch, in others not at all. Case in point, this engagement. Heād been a thorn in her side ever since sheād notified him, with more than a little hesitance about his role in the deal with the McCalls. Heād been all for it, until he realized he was the proverbial lamb about to head to the meat market.ā
Chapters: 2/?
Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con
Relationships: Peter Hale/Stiles Stilinski
Characters: Peter Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Scott McCall, Talia Hale, Melissa McCall, Rafael McCall
Additional Tags: Abuse, Alternate Universe - Royalty, Engagement, Friendship, Domestic Violence, Alternate Universe - No Werewolves, Hurt No Comfort, Sexual Assault, Things can always get worse, Dark, Emotional
Summary:
Simply falling in love with the wrong person at the wrong time can have the wrong kind of consequences.
