#TailorNorata

[stilesdemonbaby]

Pack Up and Leave by TailorNorata

Summary:

Stiles gets sidelined more and more and Peter seems to be the only one to really see that. Things start to shift when Stiles asks Peter to leave Beacon Hills with him.

Tags: Bad Friend Scott McCall, Deaton is not a good guy, Alpha Peter Hale, Alpha Stiles Stilinski, Hurt/Comfort, Mating Bond, Magical Stiles Stilinski

Published: 2018-12-22

Words: 14,687

Chapters: 2/2

Rating: M

[theweirdspacejellyfish]

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[ao3feed-peterstiles]

Jagged Edged Mismatched Jigsaw

Read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/52849381 by TailorNorata Stiles shows up on Peter's doorstep, he seems to be looking for someone to take his mind off things. Peter has questions, because he actively tried to get away from Beacon Hills, and from the temptation that is Stiles Stilinski. But he always knew he wouldn't turn Stiles down, he wasn't a good enough person for that. But maybe what the young man needs right now is a Bad Guy. Peter can do that. Words: 5220, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: M/M Characters: Peter Hale, Stiles Stilinski Relationships: Peter Hale/Stiles Stilinski Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Dub-con elements, sheriff stilinski dies beforehand, Porn With Plot, mention of bad friend scott, Rough Sex, Rough Oral Sex, Face-Fucking, Hair-pulling, Choking, Deepthroating, Dirty Talk, Biting, Rimming, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Barebacking, Kissing, Coming In Pants, Creampie, Top Peter Hale, Bottom Stiles Stilinski, talking about feelings, POV Peter Hale, tell me if i missed something Read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/52849381

[dresyreads]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Peter Hale/Stiles Stilinski Characters: Peter Hale, Stiles Stilinski, ScottMcCall Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - No Hale Fire, Peter just recently came back to his hometown, Everybody Lives, biker!peter, Creature!Stiles, human!Scott, Flirting, Kissing, Casual Sex, Anal Sex, Kinky, Light Bondage, Slight humiliation kink, dubious consent of a witnessing party, because sex while on the phone, kinda anti-Scott Series: Part 4 of Tumblr Short Stories Summary:

Scott's well hidden qualities include being nosy at the perfect time for Peter and Stiles to get caught in each other's natural draw.

[twothumbsandnostakeincanon]

Hiya! Hope the hurrying up and waiting isn't chipping away at your beautiful soul too much. For the made up title (aren't all titles made up?) thing: Let's dance on your grave (my suggestion would obviously be steter but feel free to go in another direction)

Watch me get just disgustingly maudlin and then soppy here for a minute: this would definitely be about Stiles and Peter rebuilding the Hale house in Beacon Hills.

After everything; after the grief and the fear and the pain and the loss, after the point they all realize that never really is an “after,” they decide to try again.

Take it from the top. This time, together.

Peter becomes an Alpha again. He carefully courts his pack, giving them all the information and guidance they need to make the decision. Stiles doesn’t lie to anyone out of a misplaced desire to protect.

Full moon nights are filled with a joyous kind of freedom. No one is chained up, only kept in line by an Alpha who understands more than possibly anyone in the world just what pack means.

Threats are dealt with swiftly and with proper planning.

Stiles is never shoved to the side. His thoughts carry the weight of not only his cleverness, but his experience, and the pack benefits from it.

As they grow a pack from the ashes of what they’ve learned, they build a new house on top of the one that burned at the beginning of everything.

They’re learning to create stability again.

Once the house is finished, Stiles walks every inch, blessing and warding in turns. Peter follows, partly out of duty and respect for his emissary, but more because he loves watching him work.

When Stiles hesitates in the kitchen, Peter makes an inquiring noise.

“... this is where you were buried, isn’t it?” Stiles says. “I can feel... an echo.”

Peter looks around the floor plan, gauging distances based on changes he made during the construction.

“Yes, I suppose it is. Derek stuck me under the floorboards about here.” He smirks. “Not that I stayed there.”

Stiles hums in acknowledgement, but doesn’t immediately pick up his warding again. Instead, he holds out a hand.

“I’m pretty sure I said I’d dance on your grave a few times in high school. Come on, make an honest man out of me.”

Peter can’t help his laugh. He takes Stiles’ hand and lets himself be pulled into his arms, a slow four step revolving them around the kitchen. Stiles hums a soft song into the skin at his temple, and Peter allows himself to feel content, dancing on his own grave.

[kedreeva]

hiya! How about for the fic author ask: 7. Inspiration, time, or motivation. Choose two?

That’s easy, inspiration and time. I can write without motivation, I am well versed at putting one foot in front of the other until I get where I’m going, whether I want to or not. 

[anarchycox]

My offers for your shrine are the word "consentacles" embroidered in flowery letters for you to add to a project of your choice, a Mark Strong shaped pocket sized golem and because I am selfish, a jar of ever lasting inspiration and motivation to write.

that is pretty much perfect. and side note i am totally embroidering the word consentacles onto a thing now.

[graciebirdie]

You are the cute looking girl in any team/group of adventurers that is underestimated right to the point where she turns out to be willing and capable to do whatever they are too weak for.

Hellllll yeah

[deepdarkwaters]

Congrats on the 500+ followers

“Made you a timetable,” is the first thing Eggsy says after marching into Merlin’s office and thrusting a colour-coded printout in his face. “I know you like timetables. Blue means you fucking sleep and you don’t argue. Pink means eat something. Red’s work, yellow’s home, orange is overtime if you absolutely have to. You look like death, me and Harry’s worried about you.”

Gently he begins to stroke Merlin’s headachey temples with his cool fingertips, and Merlin against every natural impulse leans back in his desk chair to rest his head against Eggsy’s broad chest. Somehow, the world doesn’t end.

*

He bins it, of course, because it’s patronising, but the intention was good even if the execution left much to be desired. There’s a curious tenacity to Eggsy’s fussing now he’s settled, now he knows he’s not only Harry’s but entirely Merlin’s as well. All the earnest care he took of Harry in their first few weeks of learning one another shifts like a tidal wave, and he seems to spend half his downtime now running around HQ bringing sandwiches, tea, clean jumpers.

“I’m fine,” Merlin insists one evening, and Eggsy kisses his forehead gently and says, “Yeah, getting there.”

*

The voices sound hazy, distant, like a conversation in a dream or several rooms away.

“Ain’t seen him sleep like this before.”

“He crashes every now and then like an old overheated computer.”

“Sure he’d fucking love that comparison, Harry.”

“Well, he made it himself and it seemed to fit.”

“He does too much. You all gotta give him a break. He ain’t actually a machine, even if he’s as smart as one.”

He becomes aware of their warmth, slowly: their arms around him in bed, and the quiet breath of their whispers touching his face like soft little kisses.

[killer-rabbit-of-caerbannog]

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[themoonslore]

Bad Alan Deaton Teen Wolf Fan Fic Rec Part 2

The change of Stiles stilinski by damnxwinchester

Word Count: 64592 Chapter 40/60 Last updated 01/2022 

After the Nogitsune everything changed.

Stiles gets bitten by a strange Alpha. He has to learn everything alone but on his journey he gains a trustworthy pack of friends that slowly grow into a family. And maybe he will gain a certain sourwolf too.

Pack up and leave by tailornorata

Word Count: 14687 Chapter 2/2 Steter

Stiles gets sidelined more and more and Peter seems to be the only one to really see that. Things start to shift when Stiles asks Peter to leave Beacon Hills with him.

Meet a small death by authoresswithoutwords

Word Count: 16991 Chapter 2/2 Steter

So, fighting monsters again and again, and being in a pack full of werewolves, is not exactly the recipe for a healthy human being to grow old. It actually only was a matter of time before Stiles fell. It may have been surprising, but no surprise.

What was a surpise is that Stiles woke up again.

In bloom by Green

Word Count: 7661 Chapter 1/1 Steter

He's a green spark. It's in his nature to nurture. And this… this nemeton, she needs him. He's never been so sure of anything in his life.

Scott ‘fucking’ Mccall by supernatural96

Word Count: 4469 Chapter 2/2 steter 

"If that fucker believes I will let him get away with it, I will personally kill him myself." Scott pushes Stiles too far.

Black fire by green 

Word Count: 10834 Chapter 1/1 Steter

Deaton is all about the balance of the universe, about order. Stiles's new magic - gifted to him from the Nogitsune - is the complete opposite of that. Deaton calls Stiles's magic "dark" and seeks to imprison him in Eichen where he's no threat to the balance. Peter and Stiles go on the run - but they can't run forever

Discovering evil by summerroses06 Stackson

Word Count: 26710 Chapter 19/25  last updated 06/2021 

When Stiles had hoped for a single person to blame for everything that was happening in Beacon Hills, he hadn't meant this. But it all made sense and suddenly there was a way to fix it- at the cost of uncovering exactly what Deaton had done throughout the years.ORDeaton's manipulations are the entire reason for everything bad that had happened in Beacon Hills and Stiles is the one to figure it all out. He's not nice- hadn't been before or since the Nogitsune- so he was going to protect the people he loved with everything he had.

Part 1  Part 2 

[steter-bang]

It's our final Fic Rec Friday! 😍

Thank you for going along with us on this journey and please enjoy a final batch of Steter fics from previous Steter Bangs!! ❤️❤️❤️

Classic - A Book Which People Praise And Don't Read Author: neglectedtuesday Collection: Steter Big Bang (2015) Art: Embedded by Thilia Rating: T Words: 11,749 Summary: "The one in which Peter is a disgruntled Bookshop Owner who doesn't actually want to sell any books, Stiles is mythology professor running solely on caffeine, Derek is trying to write the next bestseller and Erica bakes cookies with a sideline in meddling."

A Burning Bright Future Author: TailorNorata Collection: 14K Steter Reverse Bang (2018) Art: Embedded by platypusesrneat Rating: E Words: 21,976 Summary: "Stiles found him, crawling towards the door, burning almost everywhere but not giving up. He might actually have made it without Stiles but in this universe he didn’t have to. He grabbed the guy under his arms and pulled. The man was heavier than he looked and barely responsive but weakly helped Stiles to carry him out. When Stiles crossed the door’s threshold a beam behind them collapsed. It almost felt like it had just waited for Stiles to pass underneath it. And considering the way Stiles’ world was changing right now he felt not beyond believing that might be what happened."

Once Upon a Dream Author: Ragga Collection: 14K Steter Reverse Bang (2018) Art: Embedded and here by jaimistoryteller Rating: M Words: 19,676 Summary: "It was like the door was on fire. Stiles stood there, staring. As the realization sunk in, he slowly reached for the doorknob. He grabbed it. It burned, as if blazing hot and freezing cold at the same time. He was stuck, fascinated, and then the door clicked- -and he was blasted with rage and grief so powerful the next thing he saw was the ceiling of his room. Who was that?"

Cupcakes, puppies and other things taken out of context Author: anotsosecretfangirlx Collection: Steter Reverse Bang (2019) Rating: M Words: 9,492 Summary: "Derek bribes Stiles into being his plus-one to a work related event, where he becomes entwined with Peter. “We could always just go to Vegas,” he casually tosses in and Stiles’ head snaps up. He’s never really thought about eloping, but the more he thinks about it, the more appealing it sounds. A smile stretches over his face, “Okay, let’s do it.” Peter seems surprised that he gives in that easily, but he’s not going to complain. “Good thing I’ve already packed our bags.”

Simple Author: Faetality Collection: Steter Reverse Bang (2019) Art: Here by thechaosgoddess Rating: E Words: 11,904 Summary: "Stiles was curious, Stiles was bored, Stiles had spent far too long running from things. Maybe it was time to get something he wanted. If that just happened to be Peter Hale taking him apart every evening they weren’t getting chased by monsters, well… that was his prerogative."

Into Eden Author: GracieBirdie Collection: Steter Reverse Bang (2019) Art: Embedded by lacrossepapi Rating: M Words: 12,232 Summary: "Stiles deciding to bring home the stray alpha he'd hit with his jeep probably made him certifiable, if it hadn't turned out Peter was as crazy as he was."

Spaceboy Author: DiscontentedWinter Collection: Steter Reverse Bang (2019) Rating: E Words: 17,900 Summary: "Fall is the perfect time to die. For Peter Hale, it might also be the perfect time to live."

[ao3feed-peterstiles]

Manifesting

Read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/59562541 by TailorNorata “I’m not pacing, you are pacing!” Stiles chuckles, propping himself up on his arms. “You've been pacing for half an hour. I'm not the one freaking out right now.” Not-Stiles huffs. “I am you, dumbass, we have been pacing. This Nogitsune bullshit really fucked up our brain…” Stiles sighs, sitting up and looking at the other one with a worried expression. “Yeah, I know. It feels like I'm losing my mind, like I'm losing control, but I don't know how to get it back. Pacing isn’t gonna help us.” Not-Stiles lights up “Maybe we should ask ‘him’ for help!” OR The one where Stiles manifests another version of himself, which has way less inhibitions. Words: 7057, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Peter Hale, Stiles Stilinski Relationships: Peter Hale/Stiles Stilinski Additional Tags: Porn With Plot, Magical Stiles Stilinski, Selfcest, Magical Clone, Threesome - M/M/M, Kind Of, Kissing, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Barebacking, AI-Generated Text Read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/59562541

[wheredidhiseyebrowsgo]

Hiya I don't actually know if you still do this but have you got any steter where stiles looks after Peter in the hospital bc it always makes me really sad that Peter didn't have anyone during that time 😔

Thank you :)

I sure do!

If Our Eyes Saw Souls by Triangulum

(1/1 I 3,012 I Not Rated)

"Weren't you listening? I said it's not your time. I'm not here for you," Stiles says, waving his hand. "I'm off-duty."

"Off duty," Peter says slowly.

"Yeah. The twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week, three hundred and sixty five days a year thing gets tiring after a few thousand years," Stiles says. "We unionized after the bubonic plague, because fuck, that was a nightmare."

"Grim reapers unionized..." Peter says.

"Yep," Stiles says, smirking. "Am I breaking your brain, dude?"

Or

Stiles is a reaper, and Peter's soul shouldn't be floating around the hospital.

paint it black (please don't, rainbows are so much nicer) by WindyRein

(1/1 I 5,322 I Mature)

He's ten when his soulmate slips into a coma. He's eleven when he sees his soulmate for the first time. He's sixteen when he actually meets his soulmate.

Keep You (Safe) Within my Shadow by lavenderlotion

(5/5 I 13,101 I Explicit)

Stiles has never been scared of the dark. The shadows are his friends.

follow the red string by finnickyfox

(5/7 I 16,135 I Teen)

“I have a confession."

Humoring Stiles, Peter lowers his voice in a whisper of mock-seriousness. “Care to share?”

“My red string stopped knitting healing triskelions three weeks ago. I’ve been lying.”

Peter laughs. “Sweet one, I know. I can hear your heartbeat stutter and your guilt is heavy in the bond.”

“You don’t mind?”

“I’m far more selfish than you think, dear heart. I need you to want me,” Peter says, “with or without your strings.”

/~\

This is a story about a half-feral magic boy healing a half-feral comatose werewolf. This is a story about magic and revenge and learning how to be taken care of. This is a love story.

Once Upon a Dream by Ragga

(1/1 I 19,676 I Mature)

It was like the door was on fire.

Stiles stood there, staring. As the realization sunk in, he slowly reached for the doorknob. He grabbed it. It burned, as if blazing hot and freezing cold at the same time. He was stuck, fascinated, and then the door clicked-

-and he was blasted with rage and grief so powerful the next thing he saw was the ceiling of his room.

Who was that?

A Burning Bright Future by TailorNorata

(8/8 I 21,976 I Explicit)

Stiles found him, crawling towards the door, burning almost everywhere but not giving up. He might actually have made it without Stiles but in this universe he didn’t have to. He grabbed the guy under his arms and pulled. The man was heavier than he looked and barely responsive but weakly helped Stiles to carry him out. When Stiles crossed the door’s threshold a beam behind them collapsed. It almost felt like it had just waited for Stiles to pass underneath it. And considering the way Stiles’ world was changing right now he felt not beyond believing that might be what happened.

[twothumbsandnostakeincanon]

So, for the 5 headcanons thing, what do you say Steter or Stetopher Mobster/Organized Crime AU?

1. Chris is part of the Argent mob, who defects to the Hale family after he witnesses his dad kill his mom. Peter, as the enforcer, is given the job of staying close to him to make sure he doesn’t try to pull any shit. 

So Peter stays close. Like, really close. Super close. Specifically his dick is literally as close as it can get. 

2. Everyone thinks Peter’s allowed himself to be fooled and that Chris is waiting to take advantage of him. When Kate gets Peter at knife point during a scuffle, everyone thinks it’s over. This is where Chris shows his true colors and lets his sister kill Peter. 

Except Chris shoots Kate in the head and screams for the family doc to get in here and stitch up Peter. It doesn’t matter that Peter’s been sewed up from knife fights eight times before, Chris sits right next to him and holds his hand the entire time. Peter loves it. No one complains about Chris any more after that. 

3. Stiles stumbles in a few years later, 19 and desperate to pay his family’s medical bills. He’s willing to do anything. 

4. Some of the family are skeptical of a teenage kid, but Talia can see the determination and calculation. She also remembers reading his name in the paper on a few occasions. 

“Didn’t you win some marksmanship competitions?”

Stiles nods. 

“We could use a sniper.”

She sends him to Peter and Chris, with firm instructions that they are not to eat the boy alive unless he asks for it. 

5. Stiles is extremely wary of them at first, but that can only last so long when you’re stuck in a hotel room together for days, waiting for a mark to pause in front of a specific window. 

Stiles gets the story of how an Argent became involved with the Hale family, and why Peter trusted him before anyone else, and before he knows it he’s nursing a crush the size of Canada on both of them. 

He knows they’re together though, so he keeps it to himself, focusing on getting the money to pay for his dad’s physical therapy. 

It’s not until Chris and Peter get taken down in a fight that his feelings become obvious. Stiles is the backup, watching through a scope when he sees someone pop up behind them and whip out a gun, shooting Peter and grazing Chris. The gunman has a bullet in his head less than a second later. Furious, Stiles takes shot after shot, cleaning out every single person he can see from his perch, before breaking down his gun faster than he thought possible and running into the building to get to them. 

Chris is putting pressure to Peter’s wound, which no doubt hurts like hell but isn’t life threatening. 

“Literal overkill, Stiles,” Chris says, tying off a temporary bandage. 

“Yeah,” Peter manages to bite out. “If you wanted to date us you coulda just asked.”

Stiles is speechless, but can’t refute it. Their first date is in Peter and Chris’ bedroom, watching soap operas and sharing jello while Peter’s high on pain meds. 

[anarchycox]

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