#stiles12

[eyes-blazing]

3 (Sarcasm-ismy-only-defense)

Emrys was...well online "stalking". Or trying to. The name on his wrist was so crazy, he could barely even pronounce it, so he was just hoping he could find this person.

What he didn't expect was a man shouting out the exact name he was looking for. His head snapped up and he looked around the cafe, landing on the Sheriff and his son. The man looked annoyed and the teen looked slightly smug slash horrified. He blinked a moment before hearing his order called. "Coffee and a bagel for Emrys"  He stood, eyes not wanting to leave the teen as he walked to the counter.

[eyes-blazing]

Slave by Birth, Human By Right||Closed

Emrys stood on the stage, wearing nothing but the black collar attached to a leash which connected him to the floor. Apparently people had tried running before. He stood with his hands clasped behind his back, body relaxed as he listened to the whispers filled with excitement.

He'd been born into slavery, spent the first 16 years of his life doing hard labor. But now it was legal to sell him for other things. And his owner knew just how much a virgin sold for.

He didn't look up as the bidding started, a male voice always outbidding everyone until it was just the male and a woman. And he was pretty sure he saw the owner of the female voice carrying a whip.

[eyes-blazing]

To Save The Man He Loves||Closed

Emrys had been searching all night, all day, for Stiles. Ever since that...thing took over him at the hospital. He couldn't let it take Stiles, he wouldn't let it take Stiles. The demigod vaulted over a fallen tree branch, head swiveling back and forth as he looked around. 'Stiles!'

He slid to a stop as he, finally, saw him...but that wasn't him. The phoenix inside of Emrys let loose a cry of anguish and Emrys had to fight it back. 'Whatever you are...whoever you are. I am willing to do anything you want. Just let him go.'

[teenxwolfxpack]

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"St-Stiles?" Scott stuttered as his mother pulled him into the mourge and showed Scott that she wasn’t lying. That Stiles was gone. All it took was Scott seeing him lie there lifeless and he broke down into tears, collapsing to his knees. "Stiles!" he howled in misery, sobbing into his knees.