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"It’s been three months of sneaking around and getting their rocks off, and frankly, Stiles can’t believe they haven’t gotten caught or called out yet. It’s been a series of increasingly ridiculous excuses and explanations, and if Peter wasn’t such a concerningly excellent liar there’s no way they’d still be getting away with this."
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You can't always get what you want, but that won't stop Peter from trying.
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15 Feb 2026
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Peter Hale was probably going to be her alpha. Her owner. The one who'd fuck her through every heat while some version of herself that wasn't quite her anymore begged for it.
And she did it to herself.
Stiles quickly buried that thought, pushed off the wall, and forced herself to walk. One foot, then the other. When she finally sank onto her bed, door closed behind her, she pressed both palms against her eyes and tried to remember what it felt like to be in control of her own choices
OR where Stiles presents as omega and everything goes to shit.
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15 Feb 2026
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The only reason Stiles and Finstock even met was because the Sheriff needed someone to wear his kid out. Countless clubs and sports turned Stiles away, and the alcoholic gym owner with a foul mouth and crazy hair was the Sheriff’s last hope. What started as an awkward arrangement would become an incredible journey full of gymnastics, blue ribbons, and gold medals.
Family isn’t always blood, sometimes it’s finding someone at the right time. Sometimes family is a hyperactive kid who hangs around the gym and his coach who takes his coffee with whiskey.
Otherwise known as The Olympics AU.
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After the defeat of the kanima, Stiles is left alone by the rest of the pack.
Peter finds him.
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"Peter," Stiles murmured, eyes closed.
"Yes, darling?" Peter asked, because the term of endearment made Stiles blush, and Peter liked scenting his blood so close to the surface.
"I know you're not this nice. I know you want something. And like, that's cool, I'm down for being manipulated, 'cause this feels really good. But if you try to use me to fuck with Scott or my dad, I will gut you like a fucking fish."
His heart didn't miss a beat.
"I believe you'd try," Peter said.
Stiles' eyes opened, and they were suddenly, startlingly, clear. "Believe I'd succeed," he said.
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03 Feb 2026
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The day Stiles Stilinski entered the Berkeley campus was the day all the alphas went absolutely fucking nuts.
See, omegas were rare, even more than redheads. Got to be extremely fucking lucky to even see one in a lifetime. They were supposed to be these ethereal creatures of beauty and elegance, irresistible and blinding.
And Stiles Stilinski was exactly that.
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31 Jan 2026