Steter Week 2022
Works created for Steter Week 2022.
Steter Week 2022 ran from Sunday, July 24th, through Saturday, July 30th.
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“Well what do you think he does?” Erica asks for the umpteenth time, leaning over Stiles’ shoulder to get a better view of The Guy.
The Guy has been coming into Beacon Lighthouse Coffee & Roasters nearly every day for two months, always ordering the same latte before migrating to an open table and busying himself with his laptop.
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- Part 1 of 15 Min Fics - Steter Week 2022
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It had been going on for weeks, and everyone around them could not make sense of it. Every chance they got, Peter and Stiles took shots at each other. They were not particularly cruel, but they were making life miserable for each other. Derek had noted that it started exactly three months before. They had been getting closer, which was scary, but then it went silent out of nowhere. They would not even look at each other for two weeks, then the pranks started.
How could so much happen over a miscommunication?Series
- Part 5 of My Steter Week 2022
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There was nothing left for Stiles in Beacon Hills. After the wild ride, the pack had pushed Stiles to the side. He was sure they didn’t mean to, but they had lived months without him; they didn’t need him. The only person he could relate to was the big bad himself, Peter Hale. If someone had told him just a year ago that the only person he felt he could trust, to rely on, was Peter Hale, Stiles would have laughed and then punched them in the face. They were not that different; Stiles had figured out they were just opposite sides of the same coin. That's how Stiles found himself standing outside Peter’s door, hand poised to knock.
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- Part 3 of My Steter Week 2022
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the 13th Step: thumbscrew screwball by ceilingfan19 (skiamachy), skiamachy
Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)
15 Aug 2022
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Stiles didn’t fall into a life of depravity. He tip-toed up to the rim of the yawning abyss and did a swan dive off the edge.
He used to have people he loved so much he wanted to own them, stick them inside his chest cavity nestled up right next to his heart, keep them safe and his forever.
Now, though, he has a different want puppeteering him like an automaton. No—not a want, but a need.
The need, like the need to breathe. Autonomic, instinctual, a two-pronged attack, a fork bomb, to the mind and to the body. To the brain and to the heart.
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When Allison fired that arrow, Stiles doubts she remembered that fire tends to spread when it comes into contact with flammable material, and as Peter screams and staggers and thrashes like he’s trying to physically buck off the flames eating away at his body for the second time in his life, one of his arms glances off a tree, and before they know it, three trees and the surrounding grass have all been set ablaze, and in the ensuing smoke-filled inferno, Peter manages to escape.
A week later, Stiles almost keels over from a heart attack when he comes home from school and finds Peter on the floor of his bedroom, skin charred red and black, clothes a tattered mess, and his life undoubtedly parked at death’s doorstep.
[Podfic version of "Forged By Fire" by cywscross]