#peter hale x chris argent

[ndaths]

there’s no way peter didn’t grab chris’ hand in this scene. i just know it happened.

[petopher-events]

Petopher Event | May 25-31, 2023

There will be one prompt for each of the seven days of the event, but these are only suggestions! If none of the prompts inspire you, feel free to do your own thing! The point of this event is simply to produce more content focused on the relationship between our beloved Peter Hale and Christopher Argent. However you would like to portray their relationship is completely up to you—friendship, romance, sexual, hatred—just have fun exploring their dynamics! No sign ups, no word count requirements, no rating/content restrictions. Any and all types of content are welcome! Fanfictions, moodboards, art, music playlists, etc.

AO3 Collection: PetopherEvents_May2023

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May 25 | day 1

>monster

May 26 | day 2

>candles and crystals

May 27 | day 3

>time

May 28 | day 4

>moon and stars

May 29 | day 5

>comfort

May 30 | day 6

>predator and prey

May 31 | day 7

>magic

If you have any questions at all, please feel free to reach out to me through this blog or my personal one @ash-mcj and I will answer anything you’re wondering about! I also have a discord server that you are more than welcome to join, if you’d like to. Just ask me for the invite link!

[fuabloboi]

I Don't Miss You At All - Finneas

Just finished my exams and I'm finally back for reals, so here's another angsty Petopher gifset that I shouldn't have been doing instead of studying. Can't wait to do more stuff.

[sheriffthedivinemove]

Chris: I take no pleasure in this

Peter: You’ve got me pined to a wall and a knife to my throat, I think there is some pleasure in this for both of us.

[anishfics]

MECÁNICO

PARTE ÚNICA

Peter Hale se encontraba conduciendo en las afueras de Beacon, después de un mes de haber terminado con su ahora ex-novio, Deucalion no había usado a su dulce bebé.

Conducia a una velocidad un poco rápida por si algún otro vehículo, con lo que no contaba era que justo en el camino habían varías piedras pequeñas y una en especial con punta perforó el neumático haciendo que estallará.

—¡Mierda! —grito por el repentino ruido y que su bebé se tambaleó un poco.

Como pudo logró parar sin chocar, salió y vió que el neumático se había reventado por completo. Dió un fuerte gruñido y llamó para que pudieran llevarlo con el mecánico.

—Apenas cambien el neumático y vean sino le ocurrió más nada te darán el recibo —le dijo el que atendió el llamado.

Peter asintió y cuando llegaron el tipo le dijo que fuera a la “sala” de espera. Pasarón unos cuantos minutos cuando un hermoso hombre de ojos azul grisáceos sin camisa llego hasta él, dándole una gran sonrisa.

—Hola, será un placer ayudarte —le extendió la mano—. Christopher Argent, un gusto.

Peter sintió sus piernas temblar y su orificio boquear igual que la boca de un pez al escuchar tan ronca voz de aquél Adonis.

—Peter Hale —una sonrisa de lo más coqueta apareció en su rostro—. El placer el todo mío.

Le guiño es ojo y Argent sintió un cosquilleo en la entrepierna.

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En todo el tiempo que Peter estaba en el taller no perdía de vista los brazos de Chris. Estos se tensaban cada vez que intentaba cambiar un neumático. Y como no quería irse tan rápido pago por una revisión completa.

Chris no sabía cómo sentirse del todo, para él no era nada raro llamar la atención tanto de mujeres, como de hombres, pero con él, con él era completamente diferente.

Tal vez la forma de ser de Peter le llamó la atención, no creía que un tipo con demasiado dinero le estuviera poniendo tanta atención. Tanto así que su miembro se pusiera duro.

—Listo, Sr. Hale —decía mientras se limpiaba el sudor.

—Umm ¿En serio? —Peter sonaba triste.

—Eh, sí —se rascó la nuca—. Cambie los neumáticos, revise el motor y cualquier otra cosa que pudiera estar dañada, pero todo lo demás esta en buen estado.

—Gracias por ayudarme.

Peter se acercó a Chris y tenía puesta sus manos en los pectorales sudados, había llegado un momento en que hacía tanto calor que Chris se quitó la camisola sucia que traía puesta.

—S...Sí —trago saliva—. De nada.

Nada más Peter le sonrió y fue cuando terminaron los dos en uno de los baños que había en el taller.

Chris estaba de pie con con el overol y boxer por las rodillas y a Peter sentado en el retrete chupando su polla con desespero. A Chris le encantaba como era tragado aún con todo el sudor y el olor que tenía por estar toda la mañana y parte de la tarde trabajando.

—Sabes tan rico —hablaba Peter entre gemidos y chupadas.

Lo tenía lubricado bastante y es que aquella chupada no era para nada suave. Tanto así que espesas gotas de baba se resbalaban de la boca de Peter, bañando sus bolas y luego mojaban su ropa interior.

Peter se levantó del retrete y fue directo a la axilas peluda de Chris, de igual manera en que había chupado su polla, lo hacía con esta. Aquello le encendió por completo a Chris y le agarró del mento para besarlo.

No le importaba sentir su propia esencia, lo único que quería era que nunca terminará lo que estaban haciendo. Peter en medio del beso llevo sus manos al miembro de Chris y rápidamente le masturbaba, la fricción de las manos con su miembro y el beso estaban haciendo efecto.

—¡Me corró! —dijo en medio de beso.

Ni dos segundos después de eso y Peter estaba hinchado chupándole otra vez, pero viéndole a los ojos para luego sentir como su boca ella llenaba con la leche espesa y caliente de Chris.

—“Mucho más rica que la de Deucalion! —se dijo así mismo aún siendo llenado.

Los dos salieron como si nada, Peter abrió la puerta de su carro y antes de que alguien pudiera verlos, agarro a Chris de la camisilla estampadole un sonoro beso con lengua.

—Tienes mi número, sabes a dónde llamar.

Y se fue de allí, dejando a Chris con un terrible problema en sus pantalones.

[loganwritesprobably]

Little Lion Man - Teen Wolf Fanfic

Inspired by the song Little Lion Man

Chris and Peter are engaged to be married, and they've had a petty argument. Less than that, even. But nothing can ever go right for Peter Hale.

"But it was not your fault, but mine, and it was your heart on the line. I really fucked it up this time, didn't I my dear?"

[jaylebirdart]

Merman Peter Hale/Chris Argent

[deliahale]

I love to see them together. They seem to have the best friendship.

[petopher-events]

May 2023 Petopher Event

according to my poll, the highest number of voters wanted the Petopher Event to be at the end of May, so it will take place on...

May 25-31, 2023!! just like in the past, it will be in the style of one prompt each day for seven days, to give our creators more flexibility.

the prompt list and more information about the event will be posted on this account around April 25, 2023. if you have any questions, feel free to send in an ask or message me on this account or my main @ash-mcj.

[twdxtrevor]

God I fucking love these too so much it hurts, I need a friendship like this. Honestly jealous . .

[fuabloboi]

 Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Chris Argent/Peter Hale Characters: Chris Argent, Peter Hale Additional Tags: Established Chris Argent/Peter Hale, Minor Original Character(s), POV Chris Argent, Chris Argent Feels, Chris Argent Needs a Hug, Peter Hale Also Needs a Hug, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Hurt No Comfort, Angst, Heavy Angst, Angst and Feels, Angst and Tragedy, Canon Compliant, Implied Sexual Content, Implied/Referenced Sex, A Minute Amount of Fluff, Tissue Warning, Bittersweet, Sad Ending, Chris Just Wants Them To Be Happy Summary:

“What would happen if I didn’t stop at the motel and I get us out of here?”

Chris Argent had spent years loving Peter Hale, although he was uncertain whether they would be able to have a future together. It seemed even more impossible when Peter had become comatose after sustaining major burns in a tragic fire.

When Chris is faced with the task of hunting down a murderous alpha, he discovers that Peter had regained consciousness and was, in fact, the wolf he needed to put down. Before anyone else could come after Peter, Chris decides to intervene so they could have their well-deserved happy ending.

My submission for May 2023 @petopher-events 1 & 5

[sheriffthedivinemove]

Peter: I'm kind of crushing on someone, but I'm worried about telling you who it is, because you're not going to like it

Talia: Just rip the bandage off

Peter: It's Chris Argent.

Talia: I'm not dealing with this. Put the bandage back on.

[anishfics]

Seducido por el mecánico

Luego de que Peter Hale terminará su tóxica relación con Deucalion, no puede evitar sentir la adrenalina de unas vueltas en su preciado Zephyr.

Lo que lo llevará a pasar un candente momento con quién menos imaginaria que tendría. Después de todo Peter nunca se mezclaria con alguien inferior a él o ¿Sí?

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[handsofred]

So....I saw a couple of posts about Stiles and his emergency contact and this popped up in to my mind...It's not finished, I'm planning on adding more to it and then posting it on AO3, but just wanted to see what you guys thought of it so far.

Stiles was...well... He was fucked! And it wasn't even his fault this time okay, it seriously wasn't. So the fact that he was currently laid up in an emergency side room, holding a bloody towel to his temple wasn't something anyone could tell him otherwise. Because it was not his fault. The fact that his other arm was cradled against his chest as well and possibly broken also wasn't his fault. None of this was and yet he was the one sitting there, injured and hurting while the other guy was currently fighting with the nurses down the hall, each yell and squeak of footwear against the floor driving another nail in to his head. Of course that guy was drunk, driving a stupid car which crashed in to Stiles' jeep and made him veer off to the side, hitting another car as he went while drunk guy continued to drive on, hitting others too. But it was also the fact that the side he was pushed towards just happened to slope downwards...just enough to send the jeep rolling once or twice and land upside down. He was fucked, but he was alive.

Sitting back against the bed, he let his eyes close against the bright lights of the room, just hoping that someone would turn up soon and pick him up or just keep him company. ''Uh...Mi...Mr. Stilinski?'' The nervous tone of the nurse had him opening his eyes and turning towards the young nurse who was stood in the doorway. ''That's me...Stiles actually.'' He told her, offering what he hoped was a kind smile, but it felt more of a grimace as another loud noise sent pain running through his head again. ''Stiles...of course.'' She smiled before slipping inside and closing the door behind her, helping to cut some of that noise down. ''The doctor will be with you soon to stitch up your wound, I'm sorry about the wait.''

''Not your fault, there's others who are more hurt than me out there.'' He replied with a light shrug, he knew how the emergency room can be on a Friday night, Melissa had told him and Scott enough horror stories growing up.

It seemed to make the nurse brighten a little as she nodded and came over to the end of the bed, flipping the chart she had in her hands a couple of times. ''We tried the number that you gave us for your emergency contact, but there was no answer. I promise you that we tried a couple of times but each time it just rings out.'' She told him with an apologetic look. ''I know that you said that your father was out of town currently, but do you have anyone else that we could call to come for you?''

Sighing, he shook his head a little, knowing that the chances of Scott actually picking up the phone was something he couldn't rely on half the time, it reminded him that he really needed to update his contacts as he thought through who he could call.

Dad was out of town in a conference, that was a hard no. Melissa was currently on her own floor and too busy to deal with him, another hard no. Scott...well, Scott was just not picking up.

Derek was in town, but was dealing with his own things, he knew that if he called the Alpha, that there was a slight chance he would come, but he didn't want to disturb him, not when Cora had recently come back to town again and they were finally making up for lost years.

''Mr.... Stiles?'' The nurse spoke softly. ''Is there anyone I can contact for you?''

''I think....for the moment...I just need to think about it.'' Stiles admitted quietly, feeling small on the bed as she offered him a smile and nodded.

''Okay, just let me know when you're ready.'' She told him warmly before glancing at the clock. ''The doctor should be in soon to stitch you up, but we should be able to get you down to X-Ray and back before then to check that arm out for you.''

''Thank you.''

The words were soft spoken and accepted as she headed back out the room to grab a wheelchair for him. Pulling his phone out in the meantime, Stiles opened up the group chat for the pack and just stared down at the chat box before he sighed.

Lil'Red: So...funny story, currently in the emergency room of our lovely town. NOT my FAULT at all this time, drunk driver hit me and some others...but I need someone to come and get me, jeep is a total wreck and Scott isn't picking up as my emergency contact. Possible concussion, possible broken arm and I'm needing stitches, so...yeah...any help would be good.

ZombieWolf is typing.....

SilverFox is typing.....

[fiction-justanotherstateofmind]

I don't like shipping real people.

Expect for these two.

These two are the exception.

[azraphels]

Peter: When I was married, you know what often said to me?

Stiles: Please stop sleeping with other people?

Derek: were you married?!