[GEN] or Any Pairings - Protective!Stiles
anonymous
July 24 2012, 12:46:17 UTC
Five times Stiles created a protective barrier with the Mountain Ash, and one time it was just him - 147 pounds of pale skin and fragile bones and sarcasm - standing between The Enemy and someone he cares about.
FILL [GEN] The Ways of the Old, Old Wind 1/6
anonymous
August 10 2012, 08:03:03 UTC
A/N: The title comes from the song "The Lion's Roar" by First Aid Kit. I completely made up my own mythology for how Mountain Ash works and what it can be used for, hope you don't mind :)
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At this point, Sheriff Stilinski knows better than to question Stiles' weirdness. After the restraining order, lurking at crime scenes, and missing curfew (really more of a suggestion at this point) the Sheriff is relieved that this time he's frowning at a shrubby looking tree that appeared in the yard and not at his son in proximity to a dead body. If developing a green thumb was the current installment of Stiles' Continuing Saga Of Strangeness, then so be it, because no harm (for once) no foul.
(The Sheriff may have noticed the tree, but he did not notice the line of black powder tightly lined around the house. Because if he did notice, he would definitely have to ask Stiles about it.)
Re: FILL [GEN] The Ways of the Old, Old Wind 2/6
anonymous
August 10 2012, 08:05:42 UTC
2.
"Stiles?"
"What Scott?"
"Did you circle my house with that Mountain Ash stuff?"
Stiles had been expecting a silly question or a ridiculous request (relating to Allison, and thus making it Ridiculous) but never did he ever expect Scott to be observant. Stiles has known Scott a long time now, and observant would be the last word he would use to describe him
( ... )
Re: FILL [GEN] The Ways of the Old, Old Wind 4/6
anonymous
August 10 2012, 08:11:11 UTC
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Isaac can't honestly remember the last time he had a good night's sleep. Before either his father was screaming at him, or the nightmares got him up late at night (or early in the morning. Tomato, potato.) Now that this is the After part of his life, his father may be gone, but the dreams are more persistent than ever. On nights when they aren't roaming the forests of Beacon Hills, he wakes up with gleaming eyes, gasping for breath. He's resigned to the fact that he'll be perpetually exhausted, well, probably forever.
He must be looking especially tired lately because everyone keeps shooting him weird glances and he can feel their concern. Even stranger, Derek keeps making odd little attempts to be nice. It makes Isaac think that it's been a long time since Derek tried to be nice to anyone, so he thinks he's flattered? And for whatever reason, sort of sad, too
( ... )
Re: FILL [GEN] The Ways of the Old, Old Wind 5/6
anonymous
August 10 2012, 08:14:18 UTC
5.
The next time the pack is all together in Derek's dilapidated kitchen, the wolves start discussing strategy for the upcoming full moon. The whole conversation makes Stiles' skin crawl, so he offers up his own solution. "So guys, I was thinking..."
"Not the best idea."
"Erica, I may not be a werewolf, but I definitely heard that. Anyway, just hear me out. There's Mountain Ash around this place, right? I can change the dimensions and the specifics so that nothing could get in OR out. That way you guys could go in there and howl and run around to your hearts' content without worrying about hurting anyone and you guys won't have to go all amateur BDSM club on each other."
Derek's eyebrow twitches, so clearly he is Thoroughly Impressed. "That's...not a terrible idea. You're sure the lines would hold?"
"Of course they will! I'm infallible!" Everyone gives him a Look. "Whatever, the magic-science is infallible, but my point still stands. It would work a hell of a lot better than being handcuffed to a radiator
( ... )
Re: FILL [GEN] The Ways of the Old, Old Wind 6/6
anonymous
August 10 2012, 08:20:05 UTC
A/N: This will probably be AU as of next week, but I've decided not to care ;)
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Stiles is pretty sure that if Allison doesn't kill him in the next few seconds, Scott and Derek are going to team up and straight up murder him for being an idiot. However, he hopes that they'll take into consideration the fact that he is literally the only thing between Erica and Boyd meeting a swift end at the hands (arrow) of Scott's crazy bitch (also racist? species-ist?) ex girlfriend.
“Allison...” Mr. Argent looks heartbroken and lost for words. When did his daughter turn into this vengeful, bitter person?
"No dad, shut up! Stiles, MOVE!" Allison looks so unhinged, so, so angry, that it's hard to believe she was ever once a happy, pretty girl so in love.
"NO! Allison, they're people, you can't just murder them!" Stiles may be 147 pounds of pure fleshy human (and sarcasm) but fuck if he isn't going to use every bit of himself to protect Erica and Boyd from death and Allison from a lifetime of guilt.
He's still not moving.
Bonuses:
~ Pack Feels
~ Scot+Stiles bffs
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At this point, Sheriff Stilinski knows better than to question Stiles' weirdness. After the restraining order, lurking at crime scenes, and missing curfew (really more of a suggestion at this point) the Sheriff is relieved that this time he's frowning at a shrubby looking tree that appeared in the yard and not at his son in proximity to a dead body. If developing a green thumb was the current installment of Stiles' Continuing Saga Of Strangeness, then so be it, because no harm (for once) no foul.
(The Sheriff may have noticed the tree, but he did not notice the line of black powder tightly lined around the house. Because if he did notice, he would definitely have to ask Stiles about it.)
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"Stiles?"
"What Scott?"
"Did you circle my house with that Mountain Ash stuff?"
Stiles had been expecting a silly question or a ridiculous request (relating to Allison, and thus making it Ridiculous) but never did he ever expect Scott to be observant. Stiles has known Scott a long time now, and observant would be the last word he would use to describe him ( ... )
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If Lydia sees Stiles walking around her yard one night, she doesn't say anything to him about it the next day.
Danny, on the other hand, is very curious to know just exactly what Stiles was doing at his house.
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Isaac can't honestly remember the last time he had a good night's sleep. Before either his father was screaming at him, or the nightmares got him up late at night (or early in the morning. Tomato, potato.) Now that this is the After part of his life, his father may be gone, but the dreams are more persistent than ever. On nights when they aren't roaming the forests of Beacon Hills, he wakes up with gleaming eyes, gasping for breath. He's resigned to the fact that he'll be perpetually exhausted, well, probably forever.
He must be looking especially tired lately because everyone keeps shooting him weird glances and he can feel their concern. Even stranger, Derek keeps making odd little attempts to be nice. It makes Isaac think that it's been a long time since Derek tried to be nice to anyone, so he thinks he's flattered? And for whatever reason, sort of sad, too ( ... )
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The next time the pack is all together in Derek's dilapidated kitchen, the wolves start discussing strategy for the upcoming full moon. The whole conversation makes Stiles' skin crawl, so he offers up his own solution. "So guys, I was thinking..."
"Not the best idea."
"Erica, I may not be a werewolf, but I definitely heard that. Anyway, just hear me out. There's Mountain Ash around this place, right? I can change the dimensions and the specifics so that nothing could get in OR out. That way you guys could go in there and howl and run around to your hearts' content without worrying about hurting anyone and you guys won't have to go all amateur BDSM club on each other."
Derek's eyebrow twitches, so clearly he is Thoroughly Impressed. "That's...not a terrible idea. You're sure the lines would hold?"
"Of course they will! I'm infallible!" Everyone gives him a Look. "Whatever, the magic-science is infallible, but my point still stands. It would work a hell of a lot better than being handcuffed to a radiator ( ... )
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Stiles is pretty sure that if Allison doesn't kill him in the next few seconds, Scott and Derek are going to team up and straight up murder him for being an idiot. However, he hopes that they'll take into consideration the fact that he is literally the only thing between Erica and Boyd meeting a swift end at the hands (arrow) of Scott's crazy bitch (also racist? species-ist?) ex girlfriend.
“Allison...” Mr. Argent looks heartbroken and lost for words. When did his daughter turn into this vengeful, bitter person?
"No dad, shut up! Stiles, MOVE!" Allison looks so unhinged, so, so angry, that it's hard to believe she was ever once a happy, pretty girl so in love.
"NO! Allison, they're people, you can't just murder them!" Stiles may be 147 pounds of pure fleshy human (and sarcasm) but fuck if he isn't going to use every bit of himself to protect Erica and Boyd from death and Allison from a lifetime of guilt.
"They're ANIMALS!" Just, please, let me ( ... )
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This is amazing and I love everything it chooses to be.
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*incoherent flailing*
What a compliment! Fucking cuddles were what I was aiming for ;) I'll be smiling stupidly the rest of the night, kthx
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(btw, your icon is GLORIOUS!)
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