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the light behind your eyes
@steodiscord SteoSpooktober - Zombie Apocalypse
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Rating: M
Relationship/s: Theo Raeken/Stiles Stilinski
Warning/s: MCD, Graphic Depictions of Violence, Implied Suicide, Suicide, THIS SUCKS
Word Count: 4,112
Summary: If they were still able to think and given a choice, they’d beg for a bullet between their eyes. It was kinder.
Title from: The Light Behind Your Eyes (My Chemical Romance)
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J’ai lu cette fanfiction, elle est géniale !!
I read this fanfiction, it was awsome !!
Si vous aimez le Stisaac lisez-la.
Pairing: Stiles Stilinski/Isaac Lahey
Rating: Teen and Up Audiences
Length: 25037 words
Summary:
It’s been one week and four days since his father screwed up and took him to the same hospital one too many times. One week and four days since Nurse McCall pulled him aside and asked, “Is he hurting you?” and he said, “Yes,” for the first time.
Or, the one where Stiles is tech support and fixes more than just Isaac's computer.
J’adore vraiment ce couple
Pas vous ?
Harry: I can’t believe she did me dirty like that
Tom, eyeing Harry lewdly: I can do you dirtier
Harry: what
Tom: what
New forms of payment.
In which Derek has a concussion as a result of a fight with the monster of the week and Stiles acquires some Crucial Information.
[insp.]
derek: do you know why I invited you over?
stiles, embarrassed: is it because I accidentally sent you a picture of my dick?
derek: *stops pouring wine* accidentally?
allison: What’s it like being part of the hale pack?
stiles: Imagine working with completely civilised, responsible and mature people.
allison: Ok
stiles: Now throw that idea out the window.
Stiles: And this is my ex-boyfriend, Theo.
Theo: I told you to stop introducing me like that.
Theo: I’m his husband.
Peter: Yes, it's amazing what siblings can learn from each other.
Cora: I learn a lot from Derek because he makes so many mistakes.
Void Stiles: Do my dark under-eye circles and deteriorating health make me look hot?
My Time - Void Stiles/Stiles Stilinski
Ok so avoid Stiles, right? How about if while he is Void Stiles, a part of the real stiles is still there and not just the Nogitsune and having a tiny portion of stiles after separation falls in love with the reader and kidnaps then to try and convince them to stay with him
Hey there! I love your writing! I was wondering if I could please request a Void Stiles x Fem!reader where she is stiles girlfriend and void kidnaps and almost kills her and stiles blames himself? You can decide how it ends. Thanks!
Void stiles hurting everyone around you but when he gets to you hes like protective of you but in a distance kind of way and everyone is like wtf?
Please don’t plagiarize my work - I spend a lot of my time writing, copying and pasting destroys that. If you want to repost my work. please ask first - but even then I might say no.
Word Count: 1,492
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Biting your lip, you relentlessly tugged against the binds that held your wrists down. Through your hazy mind and your racing heart, you tried to think rationally. Tried to remember the last thing that happened before you woke up here.
You were surrounded in darkness, and while it scared you, you couldn’t be distracted by anything. But, it also meant that you had no idea where you were. You didn’t know if you were alone, or if there was someone in the room with you, who just happened to be really good at being silent.
You could almost feel the chair you’d been sat in shaking from your jittery movements. And it wasn’t like you could scream or cry out for a help, since whoever had taken you had taped your mouth shut. You couldn’t think straight, and even though you couldn’t see anything, it felt like the entire world was spinning. Your head hurt, a lot and it almost felt like you were going to throw up. Sweat covered your entire body almost like a blanket, as you gripped the wooden arm chairs, digging your nails into it.
Think. You needed to think.
Swallowing the lump in your throat, you shut your eyes. You twisted them, scrunching your face in focus. You reeled through your mind, trying to remember what had happened. Maybe if you knew how you’d gotten here, it could help you escape. And maybe, you just wanted to know who’d taken you and why.
Then, you remembered. It all came crashing onto you. Your eyes widened, your breath halting. That’s right. You’d been at Scott’s house, and you and the rest of the pack had finally managed to catch Stiles, or rather, Void Stiles. The two had separated, somehow, and the last thing you remembered before your memory went blank was seeing Stiles appear before you, a twisted smirk on your face.
Only thing was, it hadn’t been Stiles. Unlike what you’d probably hoped before he knocked you out. It had been the nogitsune, wearing Stiles body.
The reality slapped you in the face - Void Stiles. Void Stiles had kidnapped you.
“I see you’ve remembered,” a voice echoed, making you gasp. Your body went rigid at the sound of his voice, tensing even further. You tried to look in the direction you’d thought his voice had come from, but it was too dark to see anything.
Then a light flashed on above you, and your eyes squinted at the sudden bright light. When you opened them again, Stiles was before you, hands on either of yours and his face inches from yours. You stopped breathing for a moment, staring up at what looked like your boyfriend with panic in your gaze. And even though you knew it wasn’t him, you couldn’t help yourself. “S-Stiles?”
Void Stiles smiled, almost condescendingly, and shook his head. You flinched when he reached out with one hand, touching your cheek softly. “No,” he sighed, “try again.”
Your eyes darkened. “Void.”
“Bingo,” he smirked.
Taking a deep breath, you pushed back your fear and stared up at the nogitsune with anger in your eyes. You struggled against your restraints, snarling your lip. “What do you want from me?” You asked, glaring. “Why did you bring me here?”
“It’s not something I want from you,” Void said, pushing back from you. You watched him with guarded eyes. “Per-say.” He added, turning his head to smirk at you.
“Then what?” You questioned, shrugging your shoulders frustrated. “I’m not… not anything. I can’t help you…”
“That’s where you’re wrong.” Void tsked, before he spun, now facing you once again. “You can bring me them.”
Your eyes widened, body stilling.
“I know what you’re going to see,” Void continued, clasping his hands behind his back. “Something along the lines of; ‘it won’t work. They won’t risk it all for me’.” You glared at the back of his head as he chuckled. “But, they will. See, that’s just it. You’re not anything. You’re helpless. Which means, they’ll want to save you. Stiles included.”
You growled, narrowing your eyes as he smirked knowingly at you. And then, Void was making his way back to you, rapidly. You tensed your shoulders, pressing yourself as tightly against the back of the chair as you could. You didn’t know what he was going to do, but you obviously didn’t trust him.
You turned your head the other when Void’s hand fell on your cheek once again, this time caressing it. He leaned in closer, lips inches away from your ear. “But that’s not all I want.” You didn’t say anything, afraid of what would happen if you did. Void continued none the less, and you felt his lips touch your ear as he spoke. “I want you.”
You stopped breathing, you’re sure, for a solid moment. Eyes widening, you met Void in the eyes as he leaned back, grinning. “W-Wha…. What?”
“You intrigue me.” Void explained, “I can’t explain it. It should be impossible.” His hand fell on your shoulder, before dragging gently across your neck. You hated it, with every fibre of your being, as you felt your body physically react to his touch. You told yourself it was only because Void was using Stiles’s hands, but you couldn’t help but feel a deep burn of guilt flood through you as you shivered lightly. “And I know you feel it too.”
“You’re wrong,” you said almost immediately, defiantly staring up at him.
“We’ll see,” he shrugged, stepping back. “Until then, i’ll enjoy my time with you.”
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“NO!”
The scream left your lips without any rational thought. And the moment you were done, you paused, staring up at Void anxiously. His face fell, the smirk dropping as he went eerily still and emotionless. You knew that whatever was happening, you couldn’t be good.
Sure enough, in the next second you felt Void’s hand wrapped around your neck. He lifted you, with the strength Stiles most definitely did not possess, slamming you up against the wall. You choked, legs kicking out beneath you as your hands clawed at his own.
“I’ve protected you from everything,” Void whispered, snarling up at you. “Except myself.”
“Kill me,” you growled, eyes blazing. “Do it!”
Void huffed, throwing you aside. He threw you with such velocity and speed you felt your back slam harshly against the wall to your left. A groan left your lips as you crashed against the ground, wheezing the moment you were on your back. Your head spun, vision blurring as your hands wrapped around yourself. You’re positive that something was broken, possibly your ribs, as you laid there, curling into yourself.
Out of the corner of your eye, you noticed Void’s figure disappearing. You weren’t sure why he just left, but you didn’t so much care as the blinding pain flooded your entire body.
You’re sure you blacked out, at least for a while, when you heard distant voices. You blinked, eyes opening as you looked around yourself. You’re exactly where you passed out, and as you slowly pushed yourself up, you saw Stiles running your way. Terror flooded his entire expression as he came running to you, but you flinched when he reached you.
Stiles froze at the movement, lips parting as he crouched before you. Scott and Lydia were by his side, confusing you even further.
“She’s afraid of you,” Scott whispered, furrowing his brows.
Lydia sighed, as if the two were idiots. “She’s afraid of Void,” she corrected before her eyes fell on you. “It’s Stiles.” She nodded at you, smiling reassuringly. “I promise.”
You looked at her for a moment, before your gaze flew to Stiles who still sat, crouched before you, hands held out before him. The moment your eyes met his, you whimpered, your arm collapsing under your weight. Stiles shot forward, wrapping his arms around your waist to steady you. As he did so, you cried out, a sharp pain flooding through you.
“Y/N,” he breathed, hands moving to cup your cheeks. You lazily gazed up at him, sweat dripping down your face as you blinked up at him.
“It’s you…” You whispered, smiling softly. Then, “I missed you…”
Stiles let out a shaky breath, glancing back at Scott and Lydia. “She’s really hurt,” he explained urgently, “we need to get her to a hospital.”
Lydia nodded, moving to step forward. “We’ll get her there.” She then turned to Scott, opening her lips before you interrupted her.
“You shouldn’t have come…” You whispered in a daze, “you have to go… please…”
“Go back to the others,” Lydia said, eyes widening. “Now!” She shouted at Scott, who nodded, own eyes widening in panic.
Stiles, who wasn’t doing any better himself, pushed aside his own illness, turning to you. His thumb stroked your cheek, nodding down at you. “You’re gonna be okay.” He whispered, “i’m not gonna let you die…”
You only gripped onto him tighter.
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This is really, really cute 😍
This pictures are not mine, I find them on google.
Me when a new bad guy is introduced:
