ghost at my shoulder – cywscross
Peter/Stiles
19,104+ words (unfinished)
Stiles never asked to be haunted. But then, he supposes, not many people do.
Alternatively, the one in which Stiles and Laura become besties (kind of), and Laura much prefers goading Stiles on than being Alpha herself. Not that she can be even if she wants the position, so it’s a good thing she doesn’t.
canon divergence, hurt/comfort, wip
In Between – Planthoughts
Peter/Stiles
46,327 words
There’s not much reason to talk. Sometimes, if he’s quiet enough he thinks his dad forgets him. If he’s quiet enough, and he hopes, Dad will walk right by. Those are good days.
-
Peter finds Stiles in the woods.
alternate universe, au: soulmates/soulmarks, hurt/comfort, mates, tw: child abuse, tw: suicidal thoughts/reference
Just Add Magic – WillowTroy
Peter/Stiles, Chris/Stiles, Deucalion/Stiles
31665+ words
Stiles Stilinski was making his dreams come true. It didn't matter that he was years behind the curve, that he found his calling too late for proper apprenticeship, or that his skills were inconsistent at best; he was a full fledged Druid, officially approved and everything. He even had an assignment, direct from the Council themselves, straight out of the gate!
If that meant shacking up with three of the most gorgeous and damaged werewolves currently alive, well... he could think of worse things. At least here he was doing some good, and the fringe benefits weren't too bad either.
au: witches/magic-users, hurt/comfort, kink: daddy, kink: edgeplay, kink: sex magic, wip
Opportunity Knocks – WhereDestiniesMeet17
Peter/Stiles
62,719 words
At that moment, something moved across the yard. His heart kicked up, fear making him flail and latch back onto the fence. He sucked in a deep breath and repeated to himself, don't freak out, don't freak out. It's just a shadow. It isn't a murderer or house owner looking to kill you. Just turn and look and you'll see it's nothing but a trick of the eye.
Stiles turned his head ever so slightly more to the side, ignoring how Scott held up his hand to show the splinter wedged in his palm. His eyes cast back to the shadow, and yep, his first instinct was correct. There was definitely someone in the fucking yard with them.
-
Or, the one where Stiles dives head first into a supernatural shit storm and drags everyone he knows down with him. And he takes up with Peter Hale of all people.
alternate universe, hurt/comfort, mystery, tw: gore
Sanctuary – DiscontentedWinter
Peter/Stiles
56,524 words
The Hale Wolf Sanctuary isn’t just for wolves. It turns out it’s for Stilinskis as well.
alternate universe, hurt/comfort, panic attacks, PTSD
Save Me – DiscontentedWinter
Peter/Stiles
39,126 words
Peter is the Alpha.
He's nobody's savior.
Not his pack's. Not his town's. And not that kid's.
But sometimes salvation goes both ways.
hurt/comfort, tw: rape/noncon, tw: suicidal thoughts/reference
Set the Sun, Rise the Moon – Green
Peter/Stiles
30,759+ words
Stiles wakes up a werewolf, with no memory of how it happened. Understandably, he panics.
hurt/comfort, unfinished
Stray – GoldenDaydreams
Peter/Stiles
16,456 words
Everyone knows the Hale’s take in strays—maybe it's in the hope that one day they’ll be willing to take the bite, or maybe it's just that they're pack creatures that take one look at a human without a family and immediately have to adopt them. Stiles isn’t sure which it is. Maybe it’s both.
He just never thought he'd be one of those strays.
canon divergence, character death, hurt/comfort, kidnapping, slow burn
Sympathy for the Devil – KouriArashi
Peter/Stiles
72,522 words
Stiles gets a job as a hospital orderly and finds himself becoming strangely attached to the catatonic man on the long-term care ward, and finds out that there's a lot more to Peter Hale than there seems...
canon divergence, hurt/comfort, mystery, tw: child abuse, tw: domestic abuse
Wake Me Up – ToAStranger
Peter/Stiles
22,401 words
Stiles has been in a coma for six years. Now he's awake.
hurt/comfort, slow burn
What the Water Gave Me – DiscontentedWinter
Peter/Stiles
7,104 words
A run in with a rusalka leaves Detective Stiles Stilinski with a crippling fear of the water. And help comes from an unexpected quarter.
Or, that time Stiles hates Peter Hale, right up until he doesn't.
alternate universe, au: cop/detectives, hurt/comfort, kidnapping
Your Heart on Your Sleeve – cywscross
Peter/Stiles
9,176 words
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.
au: empath, hurt/comfort
Don’t Forget to Breathe – cywscross
Peter/Stiles
11,441 words
The fire destroys every last reason Peter has to continue living. Stiles gives him a new one.
canon divergence, hurt/comfort, kidnapping
how to return this rage (how it circles endless) – frankie_31
Peter/Stiles
27,302 words
There is an ironic balance to the situation that strikes Peter as especially humorous. Typically, Peter is not bitten by humans.
Typically, werewolves are the ones who do the biting.
But, here in the forest ringing the Hale House, there is certainly a feral human boy and he has certainly bitten Peter.
It’s partly Peter’s fault. Maybe thirty percent. He had stuck his hand within biting distance.
alternate universe, hurt/comfort, mute character, tw: child abuse
It’s Not This Random Life Only – CracklPop
Peter/Stiles
34,252 words
When Stiles learns that his estranged father has died, he resigns himself to returning to Beacon Hills, a town he barely remembers. He's prepared to clean out his father's house and settle the estate. He's not as prepared for his father's mysterious girlfriend Talia, a series of unexplained animal attacks in the woods, and his own complicated feelings about what family means.
And he's certainly not prepared for Peter, Talia's much-too-tempting brother.
canon divergence, character death, hurt/comfort
Keep You Like An Oath – Green
Peter/Stiles
18,265 words
After 7 years in prison, Peter has important matters to attend to — and at the top of his list is the young mate he left behind, unclaimed for their own protection. But, for all his good intentions, Stiles has always needed him — now more than ever.
au: mob, au: prostitution, hurt/comfort, tw: domestic abuse
Knit Away – pprfaith
Peter/Stiles
4,196 words
How Stiles saved the pack, one stitch at a time, without actually noticing.
alternate universe, hurt/comfort, injury recovery, knitting
Once Upon a Dream – Ragga
Peter/Stiles
19,676 words
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?
canon divergence, dreams, hurt/comfort
paint it black (please don’t, rainbows are so much nicer) – WindyRein
Peter/Stiles
5,322 words
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.
age difference, au: soulmates/soulmarks, character death, hurt/comfort, panic attacks, tw: self-harm
Safe Place to Hide Away – TwistedAmusement13
Peter/Stiles
48,116 words
“And what are you doing little one? Hmm?” Peter murmurs as he runs a careful finger along Stiles’ head. God, Stiles would purr if he could at the contact, but he’s too busy trying not to pass out. He can feel Peter taking his pain as he holds him and moves around the apartment.
He meows quietly, trying to thank Peter in some way, nuzzling into his chest a little with his head.
Safe.
He’s safe.
canon divergence, hurt/comfort
See how fast they fall apart – d1sclosure
Peter/Stiles
8,424 words
“So this is what you do when you aren’t setting people on fire.”
Okay. Creepily familiar voice in his bedroom.
God. He was too tired for this shit.
“Good to know,” Peter continued, finished with his inspection of a teenage-boy’s bedroom, then he focused on Stiles. Stiles hoped the expression on his face was the creepy discomfort of being in what amounted to a kid’s bedroom and not something stupid, like pity. He didn’t think he could handle pity right now.
In counterpoint to his wishes, Peter’s gaze travelled from his face, to his neck and landed on his torso with an intensity that suggested he could see beneath his shirt and he didn’t like what he found. “You’re hurt.”
Stiles rolled his eyes. “Yeah,” he bit out, squeezing his eyes closed because fuck, even that hurt. “Thanks for that, I had no idea. What are you? Sherlock?”
courting, hurt/comfort
See No Evil, Hear No Evil, Speak No Evil (Doesn’t Mean There Is No Evil) – syriala
Peter/Stiles
9,761 words
Stiles knew that something was wrong. He had a very perceptive eye for evil and things that were going wrong and something in his life was going very wrong. But when neither Scott nor Derek believed him it was up to Peter to keep Stiles safe.
hurt/comfort, tw: stalking
Under The Mistletoe – asarcasticwitch
Peter/Stiles
23,353 words
It’s always been on the cards for Stiles to one day visit his last remaining relatives, and since there’s no one on his father’s side, he feels even more compelled to get his finger out his ass and actually do it instead of stalling. Especially now that college is done, nothing should be holding him back. But that’s just the thing. Something is holding him back and has been since graduation. There's one thing Stiles noticed as soon as he made the Skype call to his babcia to celebrate the end of his studies.
That one simple thing—or several, but they’re all under the same heading—is a variation of the same inane question he’s been bombarded with by each and every family member since that one fateful phone call...
'Have you met anyone?’
Christmas, fake relationships, first kiss, fluff, friends to lovers, hurt/comfort, kink: daddy
Walking Through the Dark – HyperLittleNori (Shiguresan)
Peter/Stiles
19,939 words
Stiles glared at him, feeling his face heat when he remembered the last time they’d met. He dragged his hand through his messy hair. “Feel free to take a diversion away from my house next time if you want to avoid trouble,” he snapped, voice rough from sleep.
Peter gave a little laugh. “Oh, Stiles, I find the kind of trouble you invite quite diverting.”
hurt/comfort, PTSD
when i dreamt of dying i never dreamt of you – anoTherloNelyheaRT
Peter/Stiles
2,266 words
The first night after they kill the nogitsune Stiles falls into bed and sleeps like the dead for fourteen hours. It is the first time in two months he gets a full night of an uninterrupted sleep and when he wakes up he’s so relieved he could cry.
The night after that he doesn’t sleep at all.
hurt/comfort, PTSD
Would You Forgive Me If I Called You Hope, Peter Hale? (Hope, By Any Other Name) – Whispering_Sumire
Peter/Stiles
10,099 words
Stiles has scars. He owns that, he accepts it, he's cataloged and memorized every single one, he's hyper fucking aware of them all.
//
"What do you want, Peter?" Having the more untrustworthy of the Pack getting protective weirds him the fuck out, leaves an odd fluttering in his chest, like moths, waiting perilously and suicidally to be burned.
He doesn't like it.
"You're injured," the man says, "and whatever it is, it's put you in enough pain that I nearly fainted when I-"
"- Used your werewolf mojo on me without my permission?" Stiles smirks, and Peter gives him a black look, crossing a leg over his knee and smoothing out some invisible wrinkle on his pants.
"Tell me the truth Stiles, how bad is it?"
[Or: The one where Stiles has scars, is more than a little fucked up, and Peter notices. He helps.]
baking, canon divergence, depression/mental illness, everybody lives, found family, friends to lovers, hurt/comfort, PTSD