Truth be told, sometimes Stiles wondered if Isaac was failing on purpose so he had an excuse to spend more time with Stiles, but seeing how that was something Stiles would do to Isaac's pants and not the otherway 'round, he decided that it was real and that Isaac needed help.
[ It's not like Isaac needed any excuses to get in Stiles' pants. Ever. ]
Isaac was damn close to failing the class and being the awesome boyfriend Stiles was, he couldn't let that happen, could he?
No doubt, Stiles wasn't the best or the most patient person to do this, but he was a good friend and he was getting better at this. Instead of rolling his eyes like he'd done it a few months ago at a seemingly stupid question, he now just smiled and repeated it once again with different words.
The couch table was covered in books and notes from class and notes Isaac took now, Stiles was sitting next to his Goldilocks and watching him.
"There was a part in me that really, really hoped you'd come here without your books... Buuut. Okay. So. I don't know about you but I do need a break. You just have to keep the dates memorized, that's damn difficult, I know, but the most important about all of this. You can't talk about something if you have no idea when it happened, what happened before and afterwards."
If you can think of a ship, i will answer these questions for them
who cooks normally?:
Stiles tries to cook. There is still a difference between actually succeeding at it and just forcing your boyfriend and Dad to eat what you made because it’s the least they can do.
how often do they fight?:
They used to do it more often but they both learned that there is no time for fighting anymore.It does happen that they get mad each other - or at themselves and go through one more ‘I’m not worth this’-Phase, but it pretty much always ends peacefully.
what do they do when they’re away from each other?:
Stiles hangs out with either his Dad or Scott. —He feels like his relationship with Isaac is taking in way too much time and he’s not paying enough attention to the others.Isaac just enjoys a day off.Although it does end with texting and Stiles sending Isaac either pictures of butts he found in the internet or himself.
nicknames for each other?:
Goldilocks, Sleeping Beauty, Princess, Honey-Bear, and a few other things that Stiles comes up with for Isaac and Buzzcut (although that’s really just not fitting at all) and pervert for Stiles.
who is more likely to pay for dinner?:
Stiles never has money with himself so it usually sticks to Isaac.
who steals the covers at night?:
Stiles. No matter how much Isaac clings to them, that lil’ human boy manages to steal all of it and take in 80 percent of the bed. Isaac has found the perfect solution, though, he just sleeps with Stiles as his blanket —It works.
what would they get each other for gifts?:
You mean besides a Dick in a Box, Pineapples, Pineapple Cookies, and Cock Socks?Isaac would probably buy Stiles a gift for his jeep seeing how it’s important to him (and he secretly loves that damn thing, too).
who remembers things?: who cusses more?:
Isaac, although Stiles claims to remember things, too, after Isaac points them out. ( “I swear to god I was just about to talk about that!” Or “It was the first thing I thought of this morning. Really.” )Stiles curses like it’s his freaking native language when his Dad (and Scott…) isn’t around.
what would they do if the other one was hurt?:
Stiles hates seeing Isaac hurting. It pretty much often ends with Stiles wanting to watch some stupid reality tv with Isaac while playing with his beautiful curls and just show him that he’s there.When it’s Stiles who’s hurting, it’s a little bit more difficult. Isaac just pretends not to sense it and just talks about pretty much everything and tries to urge Stiles to talk and get rid of the devils in his head, too.
who kissed who first?: who made the first move?:
First kiss? Isaac to shut Stiles up. (Surprise, surprise. It was on their fifth official date.)Stiles wanted a proof for the scientific effect of Pineapples on sperm, guess who agreed on eating pineapples in the name of Science? (P.s. Isaac was the one telling Stiles about Pineapples making it taste sweeter at the first place, so, really. It was the least he could do.)
who started the relationship?:
After confessing his love to Isaac, Stiles fleed. He was too afraid of ending up in something that he’d never be able to forget. He was ( and still is ) afraid of losing Isaac after being too deep but they fell so hard for each other that it was already too late.It came slowly, but then it was there, out of no-where. Everything Stiles could think about was Isaac and the way Isaac smiled and talked and how much he wanted him in his life…After a lot of horrific things —Like Isaac managing to almost getting killed by the Alpha Pack, they found back to each other.Isaac was pretty pissed that Stiles dumped him like a hot potato (a very hot one, dayum.) but seeing how they didn’t know how long they had left or if they’d survive for another month, hell, even a week, they decided to get their crap together and work this out.It works pretty good for something that started with stupid jokes about ‘meetings being dates’ and Pineapples.Stiles knows he wouldn’t be able to get through the newest catastrophe (aka The Darkness) without Isaac and thank freaking god, Isaac is not thinking about leaving anytime soon. It’s not just stupid teenagers falling for each other; it’s more.Especially because they both know how hard life can be and because they both had to grow up too soon and take too many responsibilities.
It's not like he'd been waiting for the moment Isaac would be alone at Scott's house to pay him a visit or anything, nope. It was just a nice coincidence that Scott was out to bring his mother something to eat during her shift when Stiles showed up in front of the door with burgers and fries.
He didn't want to be alone right now, anyway, and... Shouldn't they work on this -- On them -- now that the whole Alpha Pack and the Darach was gone?
Just a coincidence, really.
Isaac was like freaking sunshine. Literally. Whenever he felt overwhelmed by the darkness surrounding him, one glance at Goldilocks was enough to make his day.
"Yo! Knock. Knock. I've got something nice to chew on for you, Isaac. Open the door."
ℒet me tell you a story, sweet child. Draw the blankets up to your chin and turn down the lights. This story may not help you sleep. It is a story about the ugliness of Man, a story about Monsters and Magic, of far-away lands where fear and the moon rule the heart. This is not a story about love conquering evil. This is not a story about the beauty of a kiss. This is a story with jagged teeth and rusted claws. It is a story about hurt, and greed, and power. This is a story about fire and ice and blood. This is a story without redemption.
ℋave you heard the story of the boy-wolf and the ice-prince?
ℱar beyond the oceans and mountains there lay a kingdom, rich in natural resources and wild beauty. The hills flowed with gold and wine, the forests teemed with game and berries, the deserts were rich in minerals, and the fertile valleys provided such a plethora of food that nobody would go hungry.
People still went hungry, of course, but the machinations of politics and commerce are beyond the scope of this story, child. Let's just say that the land could have been an idyllic home for all its denizens, but Man is the worst enemy of Man.
I will tell you first of the boy-wolf. Would you like that?
Nestled against the wet northern woods, where the trees grew as tall as skyscrapers and the wild things remained wild, there was a town called Beacon Hills. It wasn't a small town. There were several schools, a hospital, businesses. You could call it a medium-sized place. It was small enough that one boy's story could be known by every last wagging tongue while another boy's bruises went uncounted.
The boy-wolf's story ends and begins with a fire.
You see, the boy was born into a family of monsters. But the monsters kept themselves hidden with magic, with minivans, with just enough good and not enough bad. They built their home deep in the wild, dark woods, away from prying eyes and curious neighbors. The monsters sent their children to school, attended potlucks and fundraisers, cheered on the lacrosse team, paid their taxes.
The monsters knew how important it was to blend in. They knew that magic would keep them safe from Men and the Hunters of monsters, but while the magic was strong, it was a fragile, fickle thing, as magic always is. Magic always follows only its own rules, child. Always. Magic is like a faulty gun. It doesn't matter how well you clean the chamber, how neatly you piece it back together.
Magic is always waiting to blow your hand off.
Can we blame the fire on the boy?
We can.
Or we can blame it on the magic, or on the Hunter, the predator, who saw the monster beneath the boy's pretty eyes and decided to make it suffer.
What magic there was etched into the walls of the house, we will never know. But death was sealed into the magic when the fire broke out, sealed with pain and the screams of children, human children as well as monsters. The ash rained down for a night and a day and a night once more. It covered the streets. It settled on mailboxes and windshields. It was pulled into air vents and clung to door handles. Everyone in Beacon Hills was touched by it, kissed by a new-born curse, a promise, a latent something with its own agenda.
But we will talk about the curse of the burned monsters in its own time.
You see, the boy-wolf died that night, even though he lived, and in his place something completely different was born.
That is not the entire story of the boy-wolf. That is only his end, and his beginning. But what happens in between makes no sense unless I tell you about the ice-prince.
Do you know what a prince is, sweet child?
Oh, no, no. A prince has nothing to do with crowns, though he often hides their cuts with his hair. No, a prince is a boy with no power. A prince is a symbol, a token, a memory. A prince is a legacy. A prince is a boy who can never be just a boy.
I owe you a penis cake thing and i made this awesome gif that said "the best it yet to cum" with the dick cake but i couldn't make a gifset so i'm awful but i didn't forget and this is me basically saying you get a stisaac porn week next week i s2g i won't let this go undone ok [KISSES YOU AND RUNS AWAY]
POSTING THIS SO EVERYONE CAN SEE IT AND GET JEALOUS.
Dude it's really fineeeee take your time, you know I luve you! All my kisses and hugs to you.I bet once you've made it I'm going to die anyway
"What the hell shit have you got yourself into here?" Tyler retorts. He doesn't know if he actually expects an answer, but in hearing the news of what was going on in Beacon Hills, Tyler's own curiosity betrayed him before he could tear himself away from the path back to the town. A pack of alpha werewolves? He had to see it for himself and help if he could.
