Avoidance Is Not The Answer – MusicLover19
Chris/Peter/Stiles
111,290 words
Stiles had heard the stories. Everybody had. Soulmates were a gift. They were the perfect match for you. To separate them was a fate worse than death. When Stiles' mother died, his father had a hard time coping. Stiles hated it. He hated the stories. He hated how obsessed people were. So he came up with a plan.
Of course, that is when Peter says the words that were branded on him. Then, not too long later a hunter says another line which is hidden elsewhere on Stiles' body.
au: soulmates/soulmarks, canon divergence, hurt/comfort, slow burn
Camelback – TriDom
Chris/Peter/Stiles
1,724 words
It was the end of his shift, almost midnight, when Chris heard the call over the scanner for a suicide attempt in progress. The code itself sounded more dramatic than it was, for all they knew a driver had spotted a drunk kid on the abandoned bridge and assumed the worst, it wouldn't be the first time, and as concerned as everyone sounded when they called in these kinds of code, they never stuck around to see if the person was okay.
It was fine. It was on his way home. He'd swing by, talk the boy into climbing back over, like he has a handful of people before until he called it a night.
He never expected it to be anything more than that.
au: soulmates/soulmarks, tw: drug use, tw: suicidal thoughts/reference
Hands Like Ours – sarahandthegraveyardshift
Chris/Peter/Stiles
27,655 words
Most people don't discover their destined other half until eighteen, when their soulmate tattoo appears. But Stiles is special—he's always been special. At least that's what his mother used to tell him before she went bat-shit crazy and left him with the gift passed down through generations of her family.
Stiles' soulmate is a bit older—by maybe fifteen years or so. And he's handsome. And smart. And witty. Stiles has never been so happy.
And that feeling lasts for nearly two minutes.
Because Stiles' next vision is of his own death.
au: soulmates/soulmarks
Of Soulmates and Sparks – covarla
Chris/Peter/Stiles
72,249 words
John leaned forward slightly and looked at the marks. He jerked back and looked at Stiles. “You have two soulmates?” he asked incredulously.
Stiles’s eyes slipped over to Chris and Peter again and then he looked away. He nodded.
The Sheriff swore under his breath. “You said you didn’t know who your soulmate was,” John said. He sounded both confused and at the same time frustrated.
Stiles licked his lips and unconsciously took another step backwards. “That may have been inaccurate,” he replied softly.
au: soulmates/soulmarks, kink: Dom/sub
The Trouble with Threesomes and Supernatural Soul Mates – Akira_of_the_Twilight
Chris Argent/Peter Hale/Stiles Stilinski
87,983 words
Peter looked at Stiles from the corner of his blue eyes and smirked. Stiles swore he saw a flash of red Peter’s eyes, but it might of have been his brain’s lack of oxygen making him hallucinate. “I’m looking for my soul mate. Christopher Argent. I believe he volunteered to be taken in for questioning.”
An iron fist clenched Stiles' heart. This man was Argent’s—Christopher’s soul mate?
Stiles stared at the Peter’s wrist, examining every detail of Peter's soul mark. Stiles couldn’t find anything different between his and the blond’s.
Stiles lifted his hand and ghosted his fingers along Peter’s forearm.
It was lightning all over again, and Stiles yanked his hand back, only to have it caught in an unbreakable grip.
Frosty blue eyes burrowed into Stiles', and he couldn’t stop himself from gulping. The smirk on Peter’s lips grew as the corner of his mouth quirked higher, and he drew Stiles’ hand close to his face.
Peter’s nostrils flared slightly as he stared at Stiles’ soul mark. He pulled Stiles forward, pressing soft lips to Stiles wrist.
“Now what would your name be?” Peter purred.
au: soulmates/soulmarks
All for the Love of you – Liz2010
Chris/Peter/Stiles
109,895 words
For months, Chris would replay the following moments in his mind every night as he laid in bed and tried to fall asleep next to the warm body beside him, hands clutching for the one that was missing. He would try to figure out how he could be so careless.
au: soulmates/soulmarks, hurt/comfort, kidnapping
Feel You On The Breeze – Bunnywest
Chris/Peter/Stiles
7,065 words
When Stiles followed the pull in his gut to track down his soulmate, it wasn't meant to end up with him breaking down in a storm, rolling down a slope in the preserve, and spraining his ankle. Still, at least his rescuer and his werewolf mate are nice to look at. More than nice.
Nigh irresistible in fact.
Stiles might have a slight problem here.
Fuck.
au: soulmates/soulmarks, au: witches/magic-users
Soul Marks Are a Bitch – CinnamonLily
Chris/Peter/Stiles
5,199 words
Stiles Stilinski isn't the typical swooning omega the old stories paint people of his status being. He also has the weirdest fucking soulmark ever, and watching yet another boyfriend stumble upon their soulmate is discouraging as fuck.
But maybe this time, it's a blessing in disguise? After all, he has to find a place to live, and there's an apartment available in one of the A/B/O buildings in town. He just doesn't count on the two alphas with a serious hardon for each other being his neighbors. Could it be that both of them also have weird soulmarks?
au: a/b/o, au: soulmates/soulmarks