Stiles Stilinski

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15 Icons of Stiles Stilinski in “Lies of Omission”

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 Some of us are human.                   Some of us have to make mistakes.

Independent Stiles Stilinski. Teen Wolf Canon. Mun &  Muse are of age, mature content will be tagged accordingly. Multi-Verse, Multi-Ship.

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Excuse, you’re my Scott, what do I need a Stiles blog for if not to write with you?

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                                                             Lydia & Stiles

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While scared

The pack had been doing well for a while; there had been no threats, no deaths, they had managed to settle down a bit and actually enjoy life. But that could only last so long and everyone seemed to realize it at one point.

Derek swore he had heard footsteps nearing the loft and instantly pushed himself out of bed to investigate the noise, though he couldn’t find anything. Only when he had settled down enough that his eyelids were heavy once again did the noise return and he didn’t hesitate to shake Stiles awake just in case the younger male needed to run from whatever was making the sound.

“I know you’re sleeping, but I love you and you need to get up. Now.”

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Zach raised an eyebrow at the snort, grinning because he knew enough about Szyba and Scott to know they got into illegal situations much more than a sheriff’s kid and her best friend should, but he didn’t say anything. Just let Szyba get comfortable on the couch next to him and relaxed a bit further, taking a swig from his bottle and breathing out in a sigh. He glanced over at the books, dreading going through them because it took so much effort just to come up with nothing again and again.

Knowing what he was didn’t make a difference when what he was wasn’t in the books, the beastiaries. Because how does someone make someone else believes in phoenixes, even when werewolves and banshees and who knows what else exists? Phoenixes were… different. Werewolves were superhumans and nothing more. Zach had survived being burnt alive and had walked out of the burning car with nothing except some soreness and bruised knuckles from the other deputy’s face.

He nodded as Szyba talked, taking another drink from his beer before he set it on the table. Going over the possiblities the teenager had come up with and she had been very thorough. Zach was impressed; he was pretty sure that dragons didn’t even exist. Though… anything was possible, he considered, nodding in Szyba’s direction.

“Those… all sound plausible? I think? Except for maybe the witch and demon things. They don’t sound or feel right at all.”

And that was such a bad excuse, but it was true. Even if he had been one of those, they wouldn’t feel right, he thought. Zach was fire down to his bones and he hadn’t heard of witches and demons possessing a single element. But he didn’t know everything either.

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“Yeah, I wouldn’t have taken you for a witch, either, and demons -- well, let’s say I’d probably notice, considering my experiences with those.” 

What was supposed to sound like a joke didn’t feel like one at all, so she quickly changed the topic again and threw the books shut. No, this didn’t make sense, and for once she didn’t feel like researching at all.

“We should take a break. We’ve been researching for days and nothing  really seems to fit, so I’m giving up for today.” It was rather unusual for  her to simply -- stop researching, especially now that researching was  the only thing that seemed to keep her mind busy. Still - right now it was rather frustrating that they didn’t find anything at all, and Stiles could just hope that they would eventually stumble upon the solution.

“I bet you already know what you are, and just want to keep me busy”,  she chuckled, unaware of how close to the truth her joke was. With a  sigh she leaned back on the couch, craned her neck and glanced over to Zach.

“What do you usually do when not researching or, well, dying?” 

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“What do you want Stiles?”

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“Don’t look like that, you’ll like it. My dad’s not home tonight, so I thought --”

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In an argument

Things had gotten heated between them, and not in the good way. Stiles had been back in Beacon Hills for a bit now and Derek had done his best to hide what he felt toward the younger male, though he wasn’t sure how well he was doing, especially now that Stiles was yelling something at him.

Everything seemed to be blocked out to him at this point; he knew Stiles was continuing on with his rant, but he didn’t actually hear the words. He had already heard enough about how bad it apparently was that he had agreed to be part of the wedding if he didn’t think they would actually be good together and how could he not think they would be good together?

Sighing, Derek hung his head down, trying to get his thoughts together, which proved to be very difficult since he could still hear Stiles’ voice in the background.

“I love you, okay?” It’s yelled, just loud enough that his voice rises above Stiles’ voice. “I don’t want you to marry her because I love you and, apparently, I’m an idiot because why would you ever feel the same way toward me? But that doesn’t change the fact that I love you, Stiles.”

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I miss you. I wish we still talked, still interacted. I would like to hope that eventually we can again, but I'm not sure you're even still interested in RPing with me. I just wanted to say that your Stiles is great and I love reading him and I wish you all the best, no matter whether you're done with me or not.

Hey, I’m sorry, I just saw this. I’m generally not done with people unless something happened, and in that case you’d know. I’m not sure you’re going to see this, but why don’t you just hit me up off anon? I’m not sure how to talk or write with you if I don’t know who you are. Communication tends to resolve this kind of stuff, you won’t have to wonder and we might be able to get back to writing and talking. Sounds good? :) 

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go follow the Stiles to my Lydia

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Last words

The pain was filling her body now, overwhelming her in a way that she had never imagined possible. Her eyes watched the blood pool around her, dripping out from her core where the dread doctors had stabbed her.

It was funny to her, really. She had spent her entire life getting ready for this night. Prom was supposed to be something out of a fairytale. She had searched for years for the perfect dress, and now the red chiffon was darkened by the red of her own blood, and she could see the silver tiara she earned from winning Prom Queen was dripping with her own blood mere feet away from her body.

That was ironic wasn’t it? The Prom Queen being slaughtered.. it was a horror movie cliche, and yet, here it was happening to her in real time.

She almost didnt notice Stiles. He was there with her, clutching her hand and sobbing down at her. She knew how he felt, knew that he was losing his best friend. She had been in the same state when she lost Allison. 

Lydia searched for words, searched for something, anything she could say that would make this better for Stiles, but the darkness in her vision was becoming more and more prominent by the second. She had to get out her feelings fast, or else Stiles would never know the truth.

“Sti…” She started, choking a bit on the last bit of air she had left.

“Stiles…. If you have to remember anything about me I just…                         Just remember that I loved you. With all my heart”

She blinked away a tear and looked up into Stiles’ amber hues.

“Im so in love with you…           And I’ll be watching you okay so kick ass.”

The darkness ascended, and Lydia’s eyes fluttered closed, but not before she could get out the words again. She had to say it again.

“I love you.”

And then it all faded out. There was no solemn silence or light that guided her into the afterlife. It was just over. Finished.

Lydia Martin was dead.

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He felt the weight of Stiles in his shoulder, a weight that he was certain he was going to bear one day or another ever since he got the bite. And it wasn’t something that scared Scott, it was simply something he did not felt prepared at all to deal with. He closed his eyes and pulled Stiles closer, his chest felt so warm and so heavy.

But this wasn’t about him. This was about Stiles. And he was not going to leave his friend go down and be hurt. He was not going to let his friend sink in the darkness.

Never again.

“It’s okay Stiles,” he whispered, caressing the back of the head of his friend. “It’s all okay. We’ll find it. Don’t worry buddy. I’m here for you.”

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He didn’t deserve it. No matter what Scott said? He didn’t deserve to be  saved. How had that happened? How had he ended up with actual blood on his hands? Of course, Stiles had always joked how he wouldn’t mind killing someone if it helped them in the long run, but he wasn’t actually a murderer. Talking about killing someone and really ending someone’s  life was such a difference, and now ... and now ...

Scott pulled him closer and Stiles tried to lean away again, and in the end they just remained in the same position as before - with Stiles’ arms around Scott and Scott’s hand at the back of his head. The fear was breaking out  of him, no matter how much he wanted to calm down and clear his mind.

“He was suddenly dead, Scott. I stabbed him. If my dad finds out --”

Oh, god. His dad. He hadn’t even thought that far, yet, but suddenly the  prospect of his father - the sheriff - finding out that his son was a murderer? It would be the ultimate disappointment. This time he wouldn’t be able to  forgive him.

Finally he pulled back again, eyes glassy and lips bitten, but determination in his eyes.

“We need to go and find the body. If anyone finds it before I can --”