Stetopher Fics
These are Stetopher fics that I wrote. I created this collection to keep them all in the same place for easy sharing.
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“That should be fun,” Chris smiled, stepping behind Stiles to wrap arms around his waist. Pressing a light kiss to Stiles’ neck, he whispered, “What are you beating to death in the bowl, baby?”
“It’s called whisking,” Stiles huffed with a laugh, “and it's orange chocolate ganache. If you’re not careful, I might end up spilling it all over you.”
“It looks a little too creamy to spill,” Chris replied, reaching around Stiles and almost getting his finger in the bowl before he was blocked. “Not even a little taste?”
Spinning out of Chris’s arms, Stiles held the whisk up like a weapon, the silky, smooth chocolate sliding down onto the handle. “You wanna a taste?” He lifted an eyebrow, mischief shining in his eyes as he set the bowl on the counter. “I’ll give you a taste.”
“Stiles,” his voice playfully stern, Chris took a step back, eyes locked on the whisk. “Peter will be mad if you make a mess in here.”
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- Part 12 of 2025 - Year of the OTP
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“I found a time travel spell, and I wanna use it. I wanna save some people.” Feeling Peter go completely still beside him, Stiles cursed under his breath, the external sparks fading from his skin. “Shit, sorry. I should have thought this through.” Turning toward the wolf, he leaned into him, shoulder to shoulder, sympathy and guilt radiating off the younger man. “I can only affect things I was a part of. If I could, I would totally go back and try to save them, but I wasn’t there.”
“It’s fine, Stiles. Have you tried this spell yet?” Leaning close to keep their physical connection, Peter looked between Chris and Stiles, curiosity evident in his expression.
“No. I need an anchor to do it, and I couldn’t decide between you two, so I figured I’d ask you both because why not." Shrugging, Stiles pulled away to pace, unable to stay still for long.
Peter’s eyebrows shot up, a flirty smirk pulling across his face as his eyes raked over both men. “Why not, indeed.”
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Chris laughed as Peter tweaked the fairy lights that he’d hung in the back yard for the fifth time in as many minutes. “They look good. Leave it alone before you accidentally pull them all down again.”
“It has to be perfect,” Peter insisted, adjusting them one last time before stepping off the ladder. “Everything needs to be absolutely perfect for our boy.”
Rolling his eyes, Chris gripped Peter’s shoulders, giving him a light shake. “He’s not gonna say no just because a fairy light is out of place.”
“Out of place!” Peter demanded, pulling back to examine the lights again. “Where?”
“Peter, for the love of the Gods, stop. It looks great, and he’s gonna love it.” Grabbing the wolf again, Chris took his hands, squeezing lightly. He understood the nerves, he was nervous, too, but obsessing was just going to make them both nuts. “He’ll love it. No matter what his answer is.”
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- Part 11 of 2025 - Year of the OTP
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Time Will Tell Us Everything (September and October) by In_Over_My_Head
Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)
27 Oct 2025
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“These are really cool costumes,” Stiles said, adjusting his toga with a smile. “Derek is gonna hate them.”
“I’ve seen what Kira’s wearing,” Peter smirked in return. “He won’t even notice us.”
“Oh yeah? What’s she going as?” He might be dating two super-hot guys, but Stiles could appreciate an attractive woman, and Kira was gorgeous.
“I believe it’s from that cartoon my nephew is obsessed with, but the outfit is very small. Though I was surprised by how attractive I found her with purple hair. I don’t usually go for that sort of thing.” Smoothing down the front of his toga, Peter picked up his lightning bolt and pointed it at Chris. “Do you intend to get ready or just lounge around here all night?”
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- Part 10 of 2025 - Year of the OTP
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“What’re you doing?” Stiles asked, making Peter jump as he struggled not to hide the pan in his hand behind his back. He was embarrassed, but that wasn’t something he wanted to show Stiles.
“Nothing,” Peter answered too quickly, huffing when Stiles just lifted an eyebrow. “Don’t look at me like that. Who do you think you are?”
“Um, I’m the one who’s gonna have to go buy a new pan if you keep scraping that one with a metal spoon,” Stiles answered, stepping in to take the dish from Peter. “Smells like burnt pancakes.”
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- Part 9 of 2025 - Year of the OTP