Fiction Recs

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...

Chris/Peter/Stiles
22,970 words

Witness protection was a fickle thing, and a tight network. He couldn’t reach out to his dad, or to Scott and his wife Kira, or to Lydia or Jackson or Danny. He was completely alone, in a new state, with a new name, date of birth and backstory.
Gone was Stiles Stilinski, 24 from Beacon Hills, California. Son of the Sheriff Noah Stilinski, best friend of Scott McCall, former lacrosse benchwarmer.
Hello Ellis Kit, 23, from Kensington, Minnesota, quiet kid of a small time farmer.

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After Stiles witnesses the brutal murder of a man by his Ex Boyfriend, Theo Raeken, he’s put into witness protection half way across the country, away from all he’s ever known. He gains a job as a ranch-hand under hot as hell co-owners Peter Hale and Chris Argent, a temporary safe haven known for taking in strays.
Happily, he finds himself gaining a family, but quickly realises he could lose so much more.

Derek/Stiles
5,219 words

His whole body is shaking with fear, even if he can't quite remember why he's afraid, and it gets worse each time the door rattles in its frame. It's so bad that it takes a few seconds to realize his face is wet and his eyes are burning. He thinks he must be crying, but when he swipes the back of his hand over his cheek, a hot sting builds up under his skin and his hand comes away smeared in red.

Blood.

"A monser," Stiles whisper-slurs into the phone. That's what it is. A monster. It's trying to get him.

Derek/Stiles
16,151 words

He’d just set it back down when the door opened, and a shadow appeared in front of him, taking the seat across from him. Jackson’s name was on his lips as he rose his gaze from his drink, but the word stuck in his throat, because it wasn’t Jackson.

“I’m really sorry, can you be my boyfriend?” Derek asked breathlessly, panic on his face and looking seconds away from losing his shit.

Stiles didn’t even have the chance to reply, because the second he saw crazy lady walk into the coffee shop, he just immediately leaned over the table and planted a kiss right on Derek’s lips. The other man seemed startled, but he recovered quickly and brought one hand up to press against Stiles’ cheek.

He made sure to keep the kiss short, and relatively chaste, because this was all for show and he didn’t want to make Derek more uncomfortable than he already was.

Derek/Stiles
7,025 words

John is a pretty level-headed guy. He wasn’t always, back during his own Sturm und Drang period, but he married a firecracker of a woman and got a kid with an affinity for trouble like he got payed for ending up in it, so someone had to level out or they would’ve ended up living in a treehouse or Lapland doing god knows what. Anyway, getting a hold of his temper is one of John’s better life achievements. It makes him a good sheriff and it kept him from blowing his lid too badly those last two years when Stiles started acting out in a way that John had never seen before.

But the temper is still there.

He’s reminded of it when he comes home on a random Saturday in March after spilling his milkshake all over his uniform shirt only to notice he didn’t have a spare in the station and finds Stiles bend over the kitchen sink with hunched shoulders.

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.

Peter/Stiles
38,398 words

Stiles is a pregnant omega with a dead mate and a baby.

Peter is a new alpha without a pack and wants to get back to Beacon Hills.

He's lucky his family is soft when it comes to mates and babies. Hopefully.