⊱ PETER HALE

[seared]

♚ NAME: Peter Hale
♚ CANON: Teen Wolf
♚ STATUS: Homeless.
♚ VOICE STRENGTH ( ONE TO TEN ): Eight.
♚ THEMESONG: Ain't No Rest for the Wicked -- Cage the Elephant.

♚ CALL ♚ TEXT ♚ ACTION ♚ TROLL ♚

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TEXT ♚ i have no idea this actually might be that one au. you know how it goes.

[mathematically]

He fell asleep in his lunch today.

[ peter, you may be her alpha and you may outrank her and she may present her stomach to you and whine when need be, but what did you do to stiles. ]

TEXT ♚ scream YES WANT

[seared]

Did he?

[ because a good alpha watches over his pack. if stiles needs more sleep, he'll ensure he gets it-- under his watchful eye, of course. ]

TEXT ♚ I JUST WANTED IT OKAY.

[mathematically]

[ lydia is so very thankful this is a text and not a phone call, because if it was, peter would be able to hear how her fangs are practically scraping against each other. she's in the bathroom, a preemptive measure in case she did wolf out a bit (and lord knows she did once she got this text back) and she's not necessarily the happiest person. ]

He did. It's funny, you know, because I remember telling him that none of us were going to clean up his face when he fell asleep in, I don't now, potatoes and I told him to sleep. He's pack and shouldn't be like that.

And I know how much he likes me, if I said sleep, he'd at least try to do it. I'm not you, but, I have to wonder why he fell asleep in his lunch if I told him to go to sleep.

[ And then the clincher. ]

He smelled of a different pack. It was disgusting.

TEXT ♚ I KIND OF LOVE THIS VERSE MORE THAN ANYTHING u g h lydia yeees.

[seared]

[ lydia, like stiles, is allowed a certain amount of leeway when it comes to keeping in line. they're his, solely his creations. and lydia, bless her, is going to be one to watch. none of that fighting her instincts nonsense the others still wallow in. ]

No, he shouldn't. Although if you're hoping to find out where I kept him so late, I'm going to have to disappoint you-- I had him home at a respectable hour, little mother. If Stiles had a sleepless night, it wasn't something I did.

[ quietly skipping over the fact that he certainly doesn't have to be there to weigh heavily on his packs' minds. ]

Now that is a problem. Dinner, tonight. All of you. Tell them soon, and make it clear that this isn't a request if you don't mind.

TEXT ♚ joining in on this au, alpha boss.

[deserves]

people are starting to question the shark bite story

TEXT ♚ yeeeeeeeeees needs moar jackson.

[seared]

That would be because it's a an unbelievable story, more literally than anything else. Any actual problems?

TEXT ♚ have your way with him!

[deserves]

What was I supposed to say, that the mountain lion that got shot came back from the dead and took a bite out of me? & no actual problems yet.

TEXT ♚ OH HE WILL i mean what, this au isn't godawful

[seared]

You could always just keep your clothes on at that school of yours.

I can trust you'll tell me if there are any problems, can't I Jackson? None of the 'I'll solve this one for myself' song and dance the others try, just telling your Alpha what he needs to know.

T E X T ♚ because i secretly want this i d k. new au, peter fucks off to nyc makes new pack i d k

[condescend]

[ because you wanted stiles and lydia's like weird child of awesome as a beta, didn't you peter. ]

If I told you I liked a human enough to want you to turn him, what would you say?

LETTER ♚ pinned to a tree in the forest, with a side order of hot dad

[wolfer]

We'll find you. You can't run forever.

[ he knows you're in here. somewhere. chris' scent is all over that piece of paper; it's almost bait, in a way. it would take any werewolf to notice, but peter—the alpha—is the intended recipient. come out, come out, wherever you are... ]

LETTER ♚ left under yo' welcome mat

[seared]

[ peter nearly tracks the hunter-- the argent-- home that night, feels his teeth lengthen and itch with the need to bite. but no. no, nothing rash. they invade his territory-- he'll invade theirs. ]

Bring it, as the saying goes.

[ and now, he waits. ]

ACTION ♚ WHEN PAPA ARGENT MET UNCLE BADTOUCH, doo doo doo doo

[wolfer]

[ when he receives that note, chris almost sees red, but he'd known it was inevitable the moment they'd moved into this town; his home, a target. his family. but the letter's to him, a return invitation, and he takes it as one.

he also takes his mossberg and desert eagle when he drives the van out to the edge of the forest.

the other hunters know exactly where he is; they're on speed-dial in case anything happens, even though they'd be too late if it came to that. chris isn't chalking this ghost meeting up to an emergency just yet, and he's almost certain he won't need to, not if the alpha's response is anything to go by. it might be a stupid move, but if he can wrangle a conversation—a face—out of this, then he'll have accomplished what he set out to do. know thy enemy.

so he starts in to where he'd left his first note, shotgun at his side. his scent, leather and gunpowder, should be the only introduction he needs. ]

ACTION ♚ ... h e l p now i am imagining the brady theme around these two marrying idek

[seared]

[ either this hunter is stupid or very, very good-- these woods aren't his place, and he actually comes alone. he smells wary, heartbeat steady and alert but not fast. he's not terrified, so maybe that is a vote for stupid. ]

Don't they teach hunters manners anymore?

[ shifting makes it easy to perch high up, out of line of sight but close enough his growl is easy to hear. ]

TEXT ♚ fuq everyone i do what i want you know the au.

[mathematically]

Little red is looking a lot redder right now.

[ BECAUSE THAT'S SUPPOSED TO BE A CODE FOR I MAY OR MAY NOT BE INJURED. with a side of oh right yeah, i was going to go tell you about how you think i'm little red. ]

TEXT ♚ bhdfhbfds YES.

[seared]

Lydia. If I were to come find you right now, would I have to be upset?

TEXT ♚ I JUST WANTED TO DO IT AND NO ONE COULD STOP ME

[mathematically]

It's not Allison's family.

[ and because that wasn't really answering the question. ]

Yes. I can't get off a tree and I'm really leaving up to the name. It'd be disgusting if I didn't find it infuriating.

[ because this is something scott would do. she doesn't get shot by hunters. ]

TEXT ♚ can i call this a new au. or a future au of the horrors au. idk. ROLL WITH IT.

[mathematically]

You were in my bed last night.

[ ah, peter, isn't it nice to know that your star beta (even if she calls herself alpha when you're out of range) is asking that question why, without really asking it? lydia thinks it's proof that she's the best in their pack but there never really has been that confirmation. not in words. not really. ]

VOICEMAIL ♚ ...i don't know what this is. canon-y au?

[mathematically]

You never told me who'd be your beta once I did this.

[ if it's said with a bit of sadness, then it's none of his business. she's home, actually in her bed when she leaves this message. (she wonders briefly if peter would ever be in it now before she shakes her head to clear the thought.) sarah don't ask me how he got the phone i don't know go with it. ]

I'm entitled to know, Peter. And I'd enjoy an answer soon. [ since you ruined every part of her life. ]

TEXT ♚ future horrors because i'm strange and i don't know in the comm stuff might happen later.

[mathematically]

If I said there's another wolf in my bed, you'd say?

[ lydia martin, everyone, the wolf who likes sending texts like this to actual alpha peter hale. a+ lydia. ]

VOICEMAIL ♚ Y O L O my dear

[seared]

I'd say if he isn't pack, I'll rip his throat out with my bare hands and remind you why I'm alpha and you, little mother, are not right next to the corpse.

[ his tone is conversational, breezy. ]

Something to share, Lydia dear?

CALL ♚ Y O L O right back at you~

[mathematically]

Romantic. [ never has there been a more sarcastic word uttered, to be quite honest. ] Tell me more while I pet his head right now. He's sweet, all curled up against me.

[ hers is equally conversational and breezy. it's almost like they're talking about the weather. ]

Maybe. Are you jealous, Peter? Worried that you might lose your little mother?

ACTION ♚ WHOOPS, it's an au where they were childhood buddies because reasons and emotions IDK

[wolfer]

[ sometimes, he visits peter in the hospital.

it's easy to slip past the nurses, slide into peter's room, and watch him sit blank-still in the moonlight, his burned and scarred face casting shadows on the tiled floor. chris doesn't ever do anything but watch, and not for long, but he stays—he stays, standing in the dark, and remembers.

beacon hills has always been a place for the argents. gerard had moved their family around, town to town, hunting and tracking the werewolves they'd been sworn to kill at a young age—and then, one day, they'd left everything behind. chris and kate had been forced to abandon their friends, their school, their lives, to go be different people elsewhere. to go start anew. to learn how to hunt.

chris hadn't witnessed the hale arson, but he'd known. it's been six years for peter, six years comatose. six years after the fire when chris had decided to move back, and only because of laura hale—to return to this ghost of a town, relive all the memories, do the research, and find the wolf who slaughtered the woman he'd known in his youth.

and instead, he'd found peter. he'd found the one man he'd tried to hide being friends with from his father, because it had been "wrong"—and he'd found him broken.

chris has learned to leave his emotions at the door. it's been so long, anyway. old memories, and he'd old too.

but still, he stays—

—and after he remembers, he leaves.

(after all, it's better this way.) ]

ACTION ♚ you know, you never specified h o w we were going to talk about it.

[mathematically]

For someone who wanted to preach about my love for Jackson, you certainly were willing to kill him.

[ for what it's worth lydia loves jackson (she thinks, like she said half of it's like a dream and maybe that is too) and she's angry at peter. angry at the big bad wolf who said he'd leave her alone but most definitely hasn't since she brought him back to life. she's at home, and of course peter has taken the smallest of detours away from derek and isaac to come see her because why would he leave her alone even after all of this is done. ]

Fitting that you stabbed him in the back. Would you like me to bare mine so you can do the same to me?

TEXT ♚ fun fact: i've come to this page enough that chrome thinks it's what i want when i type it.

[compunctious]

i shouldn't be allowed to look at icons online past a certain hour of the day.

There were more pressing issues when I bit him. At least I was there after I did it, instead leaving my niece to clean up my mess.

[ because apparently derek has feelings on peter being all you didn't tell him things did you. god, peter you suck. 8( and this is sent idk sometime after derek has dropped isaac off somewhere. ]

TEXT ᴪ because I miss this shut up

[deserves]

I hear fucking Christmas music. I'm going to find fucking Santa and tell him to suck a dick and shut up for the next month.