#fluffy steter

[exequien]

soft steter sketch

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Trying to get back into writing more one shots. Requests are open for my Howl at the Moon collection. Feel free to submit a request/prompt, and I'll do my best to fulfill it.

[kordyceps]

Mutiny of the Hardest Order @ AO3

Teen Wolf | Steter | ch11/20 | rating: E (eventually) AKA The one where Stiles’ dick develops a crush and Peter decides to humor it with some retaliatory light stalking.

Chapter 11: About Only Needing to Ask

"Peter! You're back! Holy shit, when did you get home? Wait, crap, did I miss a text?" Stiles fumbled around for the phone in his pocket. When he finally managed to retrieve the thing—seriously, who designed phones to be so damn slippery?!—and checked it, however, he didn’t see any new messages. Confused, he looked back up to watch Peter lumber his way into the room. "Stiles," Peter greeted as he straightened himself up, warmth evident in his tone. "You're my first stop, darling. I wanted to surprise you." He looked Stiles up and down, taking his time to drink in the sight of him, then cast his gaze to the unkempt desk at Stiles’ back and raised an eyebrow. "Rough few days without me?" Stiles flushed and self-consciously ran a hand through his hair, fully aware of the incriminating stacks of soda cans and snack wrappers on his desk. "What? No! I just wasn't expecting anyone to come over and hadn't gotten around to cleaning yet!" Peter's lips twitched, definitely not buying it.

[ch11 direct link @ AO3]

[sapphireginger]

Chapter #13

Summary:

When the two men—Peter and Stuart—get back from the museum, they find Allison and Stiles curled up on the couch in Allison and Stuart’s apartment. Allison has put some light makeup on Stiles consisting of lip gloss, eyes shadow, and mascara. They realize Allison’s feet are on Stiles’s lap because said man is currently painting her toenails. Stuart gapes at the sight because he doesn’t like the makeup thing, but Stiles seems too. Allison is thrilled by this development. Peter has to hold in a growl at the sight of his beautiful mate. Amber eyes meet his and the wolf sees the spark smirk, a smug satisfaction seeping into his scent. Well then.

Stuart gets to know Peter better and they quickly discover they both adore museums and history although Stuart isn’t the best at recollection. Their first stop is the United States Holocaust Memorial Museum. It’s intense and both men realize their SOs probably couldn’t handle it. Stiles wouldn’t because of the Nogitsune’s torture—though of course, Peter doesn’t say as much—and Allison because of her mother. They have a really good experience though, and learn a lot. They follow that up with a trip to the Smithsonian. Souvenirs are grabbed from both museums for themselves and their SOs. 

“So how long have you known Stiles?” Stuart asks as they munch on some cheesy beef nachos.

Peter licks his lips and swallows. “Well let’s see. I’m twenty five—twenty six in May—and we met when I was eighteen. Yes. So going on about seven or eight years.”

Stuart gapes. “Really? You’re only just dating now though.” His brow furrows in confusion.

“Ah.” The wolf clears his throat. “Well, you see, Sheriff Stilinski—your and Stiles’s father—was really strict. Not to mention, by the time he was eighteen I was twenty three, and away at college. Not far but enough that it would’ve been really hard. Not to mention there were other factors in play that aren’t my place to say.”

“So, uh when did you officially start dating?” Stuart asks and then blushes. “If you want to tell me I mean.”

Peter chuckles. “I don’t mind. Essentially, we’ve had feelings for each other for a very long time. Probably longer than appropriate but eh. Anyway, we actually officially put a name to it the first week he was at the academy.”

“Are you serious?” Stuart squeaks. “That’s only like a few months.”

“Indeed, but I believe knowing each other as long as we have, it really was only a matter of time for us. We know each other extremely well and all that established foundation has made for a lasting relationship.”

The younger twin smiles. “I’m happy for you guys.”

“Thank you, Stuart. Now, tell me about you and Allison.”

✶ 🔎 ❤︎ 🔍 ✶

Stiles gets to know Allison easily enough and realizes his nerves were mostly exaggerated. She discovers his book in the bookstore she frequents as an avid reader and an editor. She immediately buys it and gobbles it up with eagerness. When she tells him as much, he is humbled but also blushing, not used to compliments that aren't from Peter. Even then he’s never really fully comfortable accepting them.

It’s an easy answer of yes when she asks him to sign the book and they get to talking about genres.

“I’m pretty easy to please,” Allison explains before taking a sip of her coffee. They’ve taken a table at the coffee shop in the bookstore itself. “I’ll read almost anything.”

Stiles quirks a brow. “Almost anything?” he teases. 

Allison snorts. “Oh, all right. I won’t read erotica but if Stu reads it to me, I’m game. I won’t read horror.” She shudders and clears her throat. “I’ve had enough of my own real life horror.”

“Me too,” Stiles says softly, and they exchange commiserating smiles full of understanding.

“What about you? What genres do you like?” she asks.

Stiles hums. “Mm. Crime. Mystery. Thrillers especially psychological thrillers and some fantasy and dystopian as well.”

Allison grins. “What’s your favorite psychological thriller?”

“That’s easy. I like couldn’t put Red Sparrow down. Have you read it?”

“Oh my god. Hell, yes, I’ve read it. I’ve seen the movie too.”

“Movie?!” Stiles exclaims. “There’s a movie.”

The brunette gapes at him. “You—I—Wha—Yes! Oh my god!!! We’re going to watch it.”

“We are?”

“Yes.”

“When?”

Allison grabs their things and hauls him up. “Now.”

Suffice it to say, they both are engrossed in the movie within minutes, leaning forward in their seats. The popcorn is barely touched, their drinks are now room temperature and while each of them holds the blanket they’re sharing with one hand they grip each other’s free hand so tight their knuckles turn white.

By the time the movie ends they are speechless. Then Stiles turns to look at Allison. “You could so be a sparrow.”

“I was going to say that about you if they allowed men to do so,” she says, glancing at him.

Stiles smiles and squeezes her hand before letting go, the two of them flexing their stiff fingers. “Well now what?” he asks.

Allison grins–Stuart is so right about the princess dimples–and gestures to the bookcase. “We can read or put on another movie. What would you prefer?”

“Hmm.” Stiles’s gaze falls on the movies and he gasps, grabbing one. “Oh, hell yeah. This one!” he exclaims and shows it to her. 

Her face lights up and she nods excitedly. “One of my favorites.”

They settle in for another movie. This time they watch Lucy.

✶ 🔎 ❤︎ 🔍 ✶

When the two men—Peter and Stuart—get back from the museum, they find Allison and Stiles curled up on the couch in Allison and Stuart’s apartment. Allison has put some light makeup on Stiles consisting of lip gloss, eyes shadow, and mascara. They realize Allison’s feet are on Stiles’s lap because said man is currently painting her toenails. 

Stuart gapes at the sight because he doesn’t like the makeup thing, but Stiles seems too. Allison is thrilled by this development.

Peter has to hold in a growl at the sight of his beautiful mate. Amber eyes meet his and the wolf sees the spark smirk, a smug satisfaction seeping into his scent. Well then.

They all pile on the couch in a tangle of limbs. Peter sits on the right side with Stiles’s head in his lap. Stuart curls around Allison whose legs are tangled with Stiles’s legs. Popcorn is popped and steaming hot, ready to gorge on. They have cold drinks and of course Reese’s. Stuart and Allison pull on pajamas—Stuart in a black t-shirt and blue sweats, Allison in a white tank top and pink shorts—while Peter and Stiles remain in what they put on that morning.

They put on the movie Nerve and by the end of said movie, both twins are asleep. Peter helps Allison get Stuart to bed before picking Stiles up and cradling him close. Without really thinking about it, Peter scent marks both Stuart and Allison before leaving. 

[milkcryptid]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/681094 WHAT THE FUCK 😭😭😭

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO 😭😭😭😭😭😭

[ironicvixen]

Some people like Sterek because that's fluffy, that's adorable, that's healing and growing together, that's healing from trauma and becoming better, that's being different and still managing to fit in and become better together. Others like Steter because it's Bamf, they're a power couple, they're murder husbands, they're possessive, they're cunning, and they're all those morally grey characters that have ever tempted you in life.

[takaraphoenix]

This is my ask for the multi chapter Steter. Anything you want to share, I’m so curious about it now. 🥺🥺

THANKS SO MUCH FOR ASKING ^-^

Okay so, once again, this started out as a Mischief Monday and then I kinda went "mmmh no nope this is. the first chapter of something".

It's a soulmate AU because I love soulmate AUs and though I adore the True Mates angle for Teen Wolf, I really wanted a proper, full "everyone has a soulmate" AU with soulmarks.

The fic's title is Defying the Death Date and the soulmate AU I chose for it is that you bear your soulmate's birthday, if they are born before you then you are born with the date but if they are born after you then the date will appear on your body when they are born. And... as a counterpart to it, when your soulmate dies, their death date appears on your body.

Stiles learns that Peter is his soulmate when they kill the Alpha together.

And this was supposed to be a short oneshot about the angst of that. But then Derek decided to adopt Stiles and Stiles in return decided to adopt Derek in a burst of "in a soulmate universe, your family's soulmates would be your family and your soulmate's family would be your family and both these broken guys are gonna cling onto each other and then Stiles helps Derek grow the Hale Pack", so the Steter soulmate fic got a little hijacked by the need for platonic fluffy Sterek and then I figured "okay but that is kinda taking away from Steter... so what if, instead of using Lydia to resurrect, Peter would appear to STILES in visions and use the soulmate bond to bring himself back?" and yeah at that point I knew this wasn't gonna be a long oneshot either, this was turning multichapter...

Here, have an excerpt from chapter 1, the full chapter will be posted on December 21st:

The first time Stiles saw Peter Hale was in the hallway of a hospital and it was neither magical, nor amazing, but perhaps a little mind blowing. After all, Derek’s comatose uncle turned out to be the Alpha who bit Scott and he also turned out to not be as comatose as previously assumed.

Still, there were no… sparks, there was no recognition, no heart eyes or immediate swooning.

No, Stiles would only realize that Peter was his soulmate the third time they met.

(After a horrific second meeting on the lacrosse field that included the mauling of Lydia and the kidnapping of Stiles. Though a much tamer and less deadly kidnapping than Stiles would have anticipated, if one considered the dead nurse in Peter’s trunk or the state Lydia had been in when Stiles and Peter left the school grounds. He’d later wonder if that was the bond, subconsciously.)

The third time Stiles met Peter was at the burned out Hale House, after Peter tore Kate Argent’s throat out with his claws. There was still a sense of insanity in his red-burning eyes and Stiles found himself terrified and rooted to the spot, Jackson hot on his heels after Stiles had more or less forced the other jock into being his chauffeur to the crime scene.

All Stiles could see was the Alpha who had bitten Scott. The monster who had torn Lydia. The cold-blooded murderer who drove his nurse’s corpse around in the trunk of his car.

So Stiles threw the Molotov cocktail, to be ignited by an arrow from Allison. Setting Peter on fire (for the second time in the man’s life and good gods help him, Stiles felt his stomach twist at the reality of that). But it were Derek’s claws sinking into Peter’s throat that ended the man’s life.

The moment Derek tore them out, a searing pain shot through Stiles’ entire being and for a long, agonizing moment, he felt like he was on fire. His knees buckled from the overwhelming pain and he went down onto the ground, desperately grabbing his shirt to pull it up and see the spot where the pain seemed to originate from. His left hip. His eyes widened in true horror as he watched today’s date burn itself into his flesh in the same elegant cursive as the birth date on his right hip.

His soulmate had died. This very moment, his soulmate had died. The moment Derek ripped out his uncle’s throat, Stiles’ soulmate died. His eyes widened, terror and grief and confusion melting together into an awful emotion that seemed to drown him, because he could no longer breathe. He couldn’t breathe. He tried to but it was like his lungs had stopped working, because his soulmate was dead. His soulmate was dead and he had helped kill him.

[wheredidhiseyebrowsgo]

Are you still doing fic searches? If so, I’m looking for one that popped in my head a while ago where Stiles licks things he claims. Like, the childish kind: that’s my donut *licks*. But he does it to everything. A lot. And one day at (I think) a pack meeting, something happens to cause Stiles to possessively lick Derek. I’m almost positive it’s Derek. Which is why I came to you.

Please help? Trying to search this is a nightmare full of smut when I’m really wanting cute and fluffy right now. (Even though I now have a good collection of smut marked down in my tbr list.)

Hi @tagsonourtoes! @kiki44430 says it's not sterek but there is licking!

Cause I Want You (all to myself) by LadySlytherin

(1/1 I 6,357 I Teen I Steter)

Stiles has an odd habit of licking Peter, seemingly at random and without much thought. Peter takes a lot longer than he should to figure out why.

or

Six Times Stiles Stilinski Licked Peter Hale...and one time Peter licked Stiles instead.

[tw-anchor-down]

3 days...

Until another round of TW Anchor Down begins! If you need some creative inspo, you can always combine TWAD prompts with other challenges or events from this handy events directory. Feel free to also use any previous round prompts from the prompt card filing cabinet if you’re running behind and/or still need to catch up. Here are some challenges and events that are happening between October, November and December of 2024:

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[ezzydean]

steter into stetopher fluff I wrote for @cattatonically my teen wolf partner-in-crime 1100ish words, rated T for language (as usual with me) fluffy floofy fluff

If there was one thing that Stiles has learned in all his years on this earth it’s that he doesn’t know everything.  He likes to pretend he does.  He likes to have his fingers in enough pies and whatnot that he at least sounds like he knows what he’s talking about.  He has books and podcasts and social media accounts.  Contacts and clients.  

He knows things.  He knows a lot of things.

He doesn’t know how to handle this, though.

He’s just finally understanding how to handle the whole being in a committed relationship with someone who doesn’t think that Doritos and frozen pizza is a home cooked meal.  Not that his other relationships were bad.  This is just his first one since college, really.  It’s a good relationship.  A solid one.  One he doesn’t want to mess up.

So the fact that he’s sharing a home cooked meal with someone who isn’t technically part of the relationship feels a little weird.  Mostly because it’s not just a ‘hey I happened to be cooking tonight and you stopped by’ meal.  Or even a ‘hey thanks for helping with that thing’ meal.  No.  This was Chris inviting him over with the purpose of making a meal for him.

Oh sure it was originally supposed to be for Stiles and Peter both.  Which changed the odd factor a tiny bit considering Peter and Chris are basically best friends.  But then Peter got stuck on a call with Sweden of all places — and Stiles would call bullshit considering Sweden is something like nine hours ahead of them but he knows how Emelie is and a 2AM call isn’t actually that out of character for her — and so Stiles is here.  In Chris’ apartment.  Eating a ridiculously good meal simply because Chris had wanted to make a meal for Stiles and Peter.

They laugh about how much Peter is going to hate the fact he has to eat leftovers if he wants any.  They sip wine that Stiles enjoys but he knows Chris bought mostly for Peter.  They eat ice cream that Peter would have enjoyed but Stiles knows Chris bought specifically for him.  They clear the table together and Stiles argues his way into getting Chris to let him help with dishes.

Stiles falls asleep on the couch halfway through the movie they start after dinner and wakes up to the sound of Peter in the kitchen grumbling about how subpar leftovers are when compared to the original meal.  Chris grumbles something in reply and shuffles out of the kitchen back to his bedroom.  A few minutes later Peter settles on the couch and pulls Stiles’ feet into his lap before restarting the movie.  He makes it about as far this time as he did the first before he falls asleep.

—

“I have a question for you.”

Stiles looks up at Peter for a second and then goes back to the book he’s reading.

“Okay.  Go for it.”

“Do you think Christopher would like this?”

Stiles looks up again and squints at Peter’s phone, eyes darting between the screen and Peter’s face a few times.

“Kittens,” he says, turning back to his book again.

“Kit- what?”  Peter twists his hand to look at his phone.  “That’s not a kitten, Stiles.”

“I never said I was going to answer your question, Peter.  Besides.  He’s your best friend.  How the hell would I know better than you if he would like something?”

“You’ve been spending a lot of time with him lately.  I thought you might have some insight.”

Stiles rolls his eyes.  “Don’t take your weird misplaced jealousy out on me.”

“What are you even talking about?”  Peter scowls at him.  “I am not jealous.”

“And cows don’t shit in the pasture.”

“Excuse me?”

Stiles shuts his book and drops it on the couch.

“You’re jealous,” he says.  “You’re jealous and you can’t figure out which one of us you’re jealous of.  If you’re jealous that I’m spending more time with Chris or that he’s getting to spend time with me.”

“That’s preposterous.”

Stiles shrugs.  “That’s just the way the cookie is crumbling, love.”

Peter stares at him for a few seconds before looking down at his phone again.  “I’m not fond of these cookies, Stiles.  Not at all.”

He watches Peter scrolls angrily for a few minutes before he sighs softly and pushes himself off the couch.  Peter grumbles and grouches when Stiles flops into his lap and wriggles around until Peter wraps his arm around him and settles him in place.

“We can always make other cookies,” Stiles offers as he runs his fingers up and down Peter’s arm.  “Together.”

Stiles reaches down and types something into the search bar.

Peter hums contemplatively.  “Together then.”

—

The door to Chris’ apartment swings open and Stiles grins.

“Hey, Chris.”

“Hi, Stiles.”  Chris looks past his shoulder.  “Hello, Peter.”

“Christopher,” Peter greets politely.

“I’m going in,” Stiles whispers loudly as he ducks under Chris’ arm and toes off his shoes before making a beeline to the kitchen.  “We’re clear, Peter,” he shouts back.

“Do I even want to know?” Chris asks as he steps back and waves Peter inside.

“It was mostly Stiles’ idea.  So.  Probably not.”

Chris shakes his head, holding his hand out for Peter’s coat and hanging it in the closet as Peter slips out of his own shoes.

Stiles isn’t in the kitchen when they get there.  They find him out on the balcony in Chris’ chair looking up at the sky.  Peter steps out and kisses Stiles’ forehead and then slips past Chris and back inside.  Chris watches Stiles, listening to Peter puttering around inside, until Stiles looks over his shoulder and smiles.

“Go on,” Stiles says.  “He misses you.  Spend some time with your bestie.  Bake a cake.  Make out.  Stare longingly into each other’s eyes for a bit.  Whatever.  Just pay him some attention.”

Chris holds his gaze until Stiles looks back up to the sky.

“Pay him some attention, huh?”

“Yeah,” Stiles laughs softly.  “Then when you’ve had your fill of him let me know and I’ll come in.”

“Could be awhile.  I’ve been dealing  with him for years.  I’ve built up a pretty good immunity for time spent in Peter’s company.”

“I’ll be waiting.”  Stiles reaches out for Chris and tangles their fingers together when Chris reaches out in return.  “I’m not in any hurry.”

Chris bends down to press a kiss to Stiles’ knuckles.

“I won’t keep you waiting too long.”  Chris kisses Stiles’ knuckles again and straightens.  “Promise.”

Stiles still isn’t entirely sure where they’re all going with this.  But that’s okay with him.  Because he knows he has both of them with him for the journey.

[kordyceps]

First discovered your Steter art, which I love! Just now realized you have a fic on ao3, which I have subscribed to and will be blazing through at my earliest opportunity. 💖

Oh wow, thank you!! 😁💕 I like using my fic as an excuse to make more art LOL. Been a bit too busy for it recently, but hoping I can pick it up again with this week's update. 🙏

But aaAAAaaa I really hope you enjoy it!! It's a very fluffy and silly little thing jfld;sa 🙈

[vmures]

Rules:  Give us the links to your wonderful words with the Most hits, Most kudos, Most comments, Most bookmarks, Most words, and Least words.

I got tagged by the lovely @mirrorthoughts. 💜

Most hits, Most kudos, Most comments, Most bookmarks, and Most words:

Hanging On (You're All That's Left To Hold On To) - sweeps a lot of these categories, probably because it is the longest of my fics and the only one I posted as I was writing. Main pairing is Steter, secondary pairing is Sheriff Stilinski/Bobby Finstock. Summary: The Stilinskis find themselves struggling in the aftermath of the Nogitsune; sometimes help comes from the most unlikeliest of places.

2nd place for Most hits, most kudos, most comments, most bookmarks:

A Hallowed Pack - This one was a blast to write and was inspired by gorgeous art from penumbria. Harry Potter/Teen Wolf crossover. Main pairings are Harry Potter/Peter Hale, and Sterek.

Summary: Harry Potter arrives in Beacon Hills to clean up some messes for his boss, he is not expecting to find a new pack, let alone a love interest. But very little in his life has ever gone the way he planned.

3rd place for Most hits, most kudos, most comments, most bookmarks:

A Merry War - Another one that was a blast to write. AU where the Hale family lives and Stiles doesn't find out about werewolves in high school. Main pairings are Steter and Sheriff Stilinski/Chris Argent.

Summary: After his dad suffers an injury at work, Stiles decides to take his step-dad up on the offer to co-run his training gym. It’s weird to be back in Beacon Hills after all this time, but one thing is for sure--the Hales are every bit as gorgeous and weird as he remembers. He’d been content to ponder their weirdness from afar, just as he’d done as a kid. But then he meets Peter and he can’t decide if he’d rather climb the man like a tree or strangle him with one of his outrageously expensive neck-ties.

Least Words:

The Best Part of Waking Up - the first fic I wrote after over a decade long hiatus from fic writing. Main pairing is Deter. Please read the tags. It's fluffy as hell, but that pairing is not for everyone.

Summary: Derek is determined to surprise his Mate for Christmas.

I hate tagging people for these things because I don't want my friends to feel obligated to participate, but if you want to join in, please consider yourself tagged!

[hawkstincan]

I'm taking requests for inktober portraits. character+emotion+/or another character or meme or scene

shit i drawn gifs i made fic ideas i wrote down because they were driving me crazy

my current active fandoms and ships ⬇

svsss: liushen, bingqiu, moshang, qijiu i didn't finish reading quite yet, but Liu Qingge already stole my heart

tgcf: hualian (a shocker i know)

flaffowverse: coldflash, flashwave, coldflashwave, harrisco, hartmon, goldenvibe, heatfrost

marvel: ironwinter, ironhawk, Phil/Clint, clintasha, winterhawk, pepperony, frostiron, ironstrange i love Tony and Clint the most, if they are there and happy I most likely read and be happy with it.

merlin bbc: merwaine just merwaine. because Gwaine. i saw Gwaine and was a goner. Gwaine stole my heart from his first appearance 

9-1-1: buddie

buffy the vampire slayer: spuffy i was into spuffy before i even saw the show. i went and watched it because of spuffy

person of interest: rinch

teen wolf: steter, sterek Stiles was the best thing in that forsaken show. don’t get me wrong — I love it. I just know it was never near perfect. or even good after season 3

our flag means death: blackbonnet

mha: bkdk anything nice and fluffy with Tokoyami because he's my blorbo <3

knb: all of it i guess? i’m in the fandom since 2015 and i think i read all the ships there at some point xD 

reborn: Varia and Gokudera

spn: destiel

star trek: sponse

hanibal: hannigram i had zero chances there. they are just that good

ted lasso: tedependent god help me i though i was out of the woods with this fandom. but those two are so good together! James Lance is something else <3

i'm too lazy to write down what i'm currently watching after all sorry (it's a big list okay and it's not like anyone wants to talk to me about this anyway)

[meggie-stardust]

Hi ! Secret Santa here 🎄

So excited to work on my gift for you but before I commit to my ideas , I’d like to make sure that where I go is in the right direction 😊

I was thinking of some murder husbands, grey moral vibe - Would that be something you’d enjoy?

If I go outside canon event for exemple Stiles traveling across the world early on, Peter working in a specific job , stiles being more openly BAMF than in the show - would that be outside their canon characters for you ?

As for the timeline , is there one you enjoy more than others (before / after Nogistune, before /after the dread doctors, Stiles being an adult/ still being in Highschool, etc)

If there are some tropes or prompt you’d like me to go for , feel free to tell me

Thank you !!

Hello secret santa! what a wonderful message to read!

I am totally open to them being in different areas and roles than in canon. If the question is regards to my dislike of them being too OOC, it's more like there is a lot of Steter fic that is so fluffy that it's basically not even Stiles and Peter anymore, and that's great if people like that but it's not why I like to read Steter. That said, if you're saying this will be morally grey murder husbands, than it sounds like my thing. :)

As for the timeline, I'm open. I never saw the movie, so setting something there might be odd, but other than that, I love some canon high school Stiles just as much as I love adult Stiles. I don't love the Dread Doctors (but mostly because I don't love medical horror), but I don't mind that era of canon as long as the doctors aren't the focus.

If this is any indication of the direction you're thinking of going, I'm soooooo stoked!

[areiton]

like we’re in a movie

READ ON AO3

“You should talk to him,” Derek says, turning a page.

Peter huffs and glares at the exam in front of him. “I most certainly should not.”

“It’s not like you, to ignore what you want.”

Peter didn’t bother responding to that.

Across the quad, a bright, loud laugh rings out, and Peter glares even harder at the paper he’s grading.

Derek sighs, quietly, at his side.

~*~

“Professor Hale?”

The voice is clear and bright, tinted with surprise and Peter closes his eyes, for a moment. Then he sighs, and smiles, twisting. “Mr. Stilinski, how surprising to see you.”

Stiles gives him an arch eyebrow. “Is it?” he asks, glancing at the marquee. Peter looks at it and laughs, a breathless noise that he almost hates himself for. “Indie movies aren’t featured that often, Prof,” Stiles says lazily.

Peter is all too aware of that. It’s the biggest problem he has with this damn tiny town.

That and the boy in front of him.

The boy who smiles, and scratches at the back of his neck, before grinning. “See you in there.”

Peter sighs and reluctantly gets his popcorn, before slipping into the theatre and giving Stiles an awkward smile.

He spends more of the movie watching the delicate curve of the boy’s neck than he does, watching the movie, and when he gets home, gets off in the dark, picturing the sleepy curl of Stiles’ lips.

~*~

It becomes a thing .

Stiles always seems delighted and a little scandalized to see a professor at the movie theatre at midnight, something Peter finds utterly ridiculous and not at all adorable.

The third time it happens, Stiles drops unceremoniously into the seat next to Peter in the theatre and spends most of the movie whispering his criticism, something that has Peter fighting a smirk almost the whole night.

It’s absurd. He doesn’t tolerate people talking during movies. They’re sacrosanct, the only time snark and commentary are put on hold--but Stiles murmuring in his ear makes him forget all about that.

Derek, when he hears about it, stares at him like Peter’s some exotic, newly discovered creature. “Who the hell are you?” he asks, flatly.

~*~

Stiles sweeping into his office at the end of Friday startles him. “Hey, prof,” he says cheerfully, and Peter bites down on the absurd desire to correct him, to tell him to call him Peter. That isn’t even remotely appropriate.

“Mr. Stilinski,” he says, instead, a frown gathering. “You--you aren’t in any of my classes.”

Stiles flushes, and Peter realizes abruptly that he looks wind tossed, harried and lovely. “Yeah, no--I just. I’m going home, for the weekend. I didn’t want you wondering where I was.”

A slight flush is in the boy’s cheeks, and Peter swallows at the sight of it.

“Oh,” he says, voice almost choked. “Well. That’s--very considerate.”

Stiles nods, shifts and grins. “I’m a considerate sort.”

Peter snorts. “I have watched movies with you, Mr. Stilinski. I’m under no such misconceptions.”

The boy gasps, all mock outrage and twinkling eyes. “Rude.”

Peter arches an eyebrow and Stiles’ smile goes soft and fond. “I gotta go. Um. Bye?”

He’s almost out the door, and Peter knows he should let him go but--

“Mr. Stilinski, perhaps you’d like to watch Amour with me Monday?”

Stiles goes very still, and Peter tries not to let his panic show.

Why, why why would he--

“Yeah,” Stiles says. “I’ll. Um. I’ll bring the popcorn.”

~*~

Having Stiles in his apartment is...a revelation.

Derek laughs himself silly, and makes himself scarce and Peter would be more annoyed if he were able to focus on anything other than the fact that Stiles would be here.

He thinks of all the ways it could go wrong, all the things he could say, or Stiles could see if he looked close enough.

Although, inviting the boy into his home is probably not the subtlest way for him to hide his ridiculous infatuation.

Still. Stiles crashes into his apartment with a tub of popcorn and a big grin, and settles next to Peter with his coke and Reese’s Pieces and watches, eyes wide and bright.

It’s...relaxing.

And the way Stiles sprawls at the counter, elbows braced and hands moving in an enticing argument, coffee steaming in front of him while Peter cooked them eggs and bacon, and they debated the cinematic elements and subject matter--that is better by far than any dark movie theatre where they inevitably go their separate ways.

~*~

They meet now, almost without discussion, on Fridays in the dark theatre, and Mondays in Peter’s apartment, and if he shows up for his lectures Tuesday bleary eyed and sleep deprived, he arrives happy.

~*~

The girl startles him.

She’s lovely, a small thing with bright red hair tucked under Stiles arm, her expression fond and indulgent as Stiles chatters a mile a minute, and she looks at him, appraising and cool, as Peter’s steps falter.

Stiles looks up and he grins. “Prof!”

“Mr. Stilinski,” he says, and Stiles’ expression does something he doesn’t want to think about.

“Get your ticket,” he says, happily, and the girl tugs on his sleeve, drawing his gaze. “Oh--right. This is--”

Peter glances at his phone, still clutched in his hand and waves it like a lifeline. “I can’t--my nephew had an emergency. I--I have to go.”

He turns and almost bolts into the night, ignoring Stiles’ shout and the searing gaze of the beautiful girl on his arm.

~*~

He avoids Stiles on Monday, hides at Derek’s house and refuses to admit that’s what he’s doing. On Friday, he goes to the Jungle, and gets mind-numbingly drunk, and then stumbles home and tries not to think about his boy alone in a theatre.

Worse, in their theatre, with that lovely redhead.

He spends Saturday watching trashy movies Stiles would adore, and drags himself to his sister’s on Sunday, where Laura is merciless in her teasing and Cora leans quietly into his side.

It doesn’t make him feel better, not really, but he doesn’t feel worse, either.

Until he exits the elevator and sees Stiles, knees drawn up and head tipped back against the door to his apartment.

They stare for a long moment, and then Peter says, “Mr. Stilinski.”

“You weren’t there, Friday.”

He doesn’t flinch.

Even though Stiles sounds hurt, like Peter did something wrong.

“I had plans.”

Stiles flinches, and Peter sighs. Looks away, because if he doesn’t he’s going to blurt out the truth and he can’t do that. He can’t--this boy, this beautiful infuriating, captivating boy has too much of him, already.

He can’t give him this.

“I thought--”

“What?” Peter says, sharply. “We attend similar movies. We’re not--it’s not--” He huffs, and shakes his head. “It’s nothing.”

Stiles makes a wounded noise, and Peter’s head snaps up.

“So,” he says, unsteadily, “you do that with all the nice young psych majors, prof?”

“Don’t,” Peter says, and Stiles laughs.

“You let-- you invited me here. You invited me here and made me dinner, you let me in and made me care about you, made me think you cared. And now you’re acting like I did something wrong but you won’t tell me.”

He freezes, caught up on the words, and Stiles looks so lovely, pale porcelain in the dark of his apartment.

“Just--tell me what I did, I can’t fix it if you don’t tell me,” Stiles almost begs and Peter makes a choked noise.

Stiles brushes a finger over his hand, and when did that happen--when did Stiles take his hand?--and murmurs, “Please, Peter.”

It’s the first time Stiles has called him that.

It’s the first time and it makes him gasp, sway into the boy, his eyes squeezing shut.

“Who was she?”

Stiles goes still, and then he sighs, a sigh that has tension running out of him like water. “My sister. Step-sister. Our parents got married when I was in high school. She wanted to see who I was so hung up on.”

Peter makes a noise, broken and hopeful and Stiles sighs, leaning in.

~*~

His boy kisses him like he’s precious, like he’s something delicate and rare and special , large hands framing his face, licking into his mouth and drinking down Peter’s noises of startled pleasure.

He holds him there, against the wall of the apartment, Peter’s hand wrapped around Stiles’ wrist, the other tugging him closer, and the door hangs open behind him, and Peter, through the haze of pleasure and Stiles’ murmuring, “You beautiful idiot , don’t you know I’m stupid over you?” thinks, this is the kind of love movies are written about.

~*~

They still watch movies. Friday nights are the quiet dark theatre, and their hands threaded together. Mondays Peter picks, and Stiles sprawls across him on the couch, and his eyes are bright and beautiful in the gleam of the TV.

On Saturdays though--Saturday, Stiles chooses, an endless stream of scifi and B-rated ridiculousness that he badgers Peter into watching with greasy pizza and shitty takeout, and if they spend more of it making out and grinding against each other on the couch, Peter thinks it’s a damn good way to watch a movie.

[wheredidhiseyebrowsgo]

Hello! I have a few questions because I'm curious : What's the history of this blog? - Why did you decide to start this (which I am forever thankful for. I've been keeping up with your blog whenever I'm on Tumblr which has been very sporadic the last few years but you're the best resource for good teen wolf fics out there!). - On that note how long have you been running the blog? I definitely remember sending an ask at least 2+ years ago.

Is there a history behind the name (ofc where his eyebrows go is a valid question - have you found an answer yet)?

Sorry for the word vomit of questions you can definitely ignore me 😅

Although if you have any Steter fics where Peter takes care of Stiles & calls him sweet boy I'd be thankful I am a sucker for soft Peter.

Thank you for your service o7 , I hope you know how much you're appreciated ❤️❤️❤️.

I didn't start it actually. Fluffy Wolf and Angsty Wolf were the OG owners but life got in the way so they handed it off to me and Emma. Then Emma's life got in the way and now it's just me. Who I guess doesn't have a life?

I always thought the eyebrows things was a quote from the show? It's been sooooo long since I watched it that I constantly get canon and fanon mixed up.

I will happily talk about myself anytime. Don't apologize.