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.
"They're ANIMALS!" Just, please, let me do this."
"Allison, for god's sake, they're our classmates! Erica was your lab partner last semester! Boyd tutored you in geometry! If you do this, you WILL regret it."
"I HAVE to do this. Their kind killed my mother!" Allison all but spits this at him.
“Having a dead mom sucks, I know this better than anyone, but your loss doesn’t make you special, it doesn’t entitle you to anything! And your mother’s death? Bite or not that was her choice. Her dying wasn’t Derek’s fault, and it definitely wasn’t theirs.” He gestures towards Erica and Boyd.
Allison’s bow waivers and Stiles is going to go a mile with the inch she just gave him.
“If you do this, if you truly want to kill them, you’re going to have to get through me to do it and then you’ll have three deaths on your conscience the rest of your life, so you better be damn sure it’s worth it.”
Allison’s face crumples, her bow clatters to the floor, and Stiles lets out a breath he hadn’t realized he was holding. Mr. Argent gathers his daughter in his arms and he catches Stiles’ eye over the top of her head. He mouths ‘thank you’ at him. Stiles gives him a nod and ushers Erica and Boyd outside to the Jeep.
“Stiles,-” Boyd starts to thank him, but Stiles interrupts.
“Stop right there, you guys owe me BIG TIME for that. I’m thinking....pancakes, like right the fuck now. Call the Sourwolf and my dumb friend before they lose their minds and tell them to bring their wallets because I’m not paying for this shit.”
Re: FILL [GEN] The Ways of the Old, Old Wind 6/6theauthor2010August 13 2012, 00:48:37 UTC
This was so awesome and was everything that I love about Stiles rolled up into one big fic. I also like that Stiles pretty much got to put Allison back and tell her what's what the way every fan probably wants ot.
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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 do this."
"Allison, for god's sake, they're our classmates! Erica was your lab partner last semester! Boyd tutored you in geometry! If you do this, you WILL regret it."
"I HAVE to do this. Their kind killed my mother!" Allison all but spits this at him.
“Having a dead mom sucks, I know this better than anyone, but your loss doesn’t make you special, it doesn’t entitle you to anything! And your mother’s death? Bite or not that was her choice. Her dying wasn’t Derek’s fault, and it definitely wasn’t theirs.” He gestures towards Erica and Boyd.
Allison’s bow waivers and Stiles is going to go a mile with the inch she just gave him.
“If you do this, if you truly want to kill them, you’re going to have to get through me to do it and then you’ll have three deaths on your conscience the rest of your life, so you better be damn sure it’s worth it.”
Allison’s face crumples, her bow clatters to the floor, and Stiles lets out a breath he hadn’t realized he was holding. Mr. Argent gathers his daughter in his arms and he catches Stiles’ eye over the top of her head. He mouths ‘thank you’ at him. Stiles gives him a nod and ushers Erica and Boyd outside to the Jeep.
“Stiles,-” Boyd starts to thank him, but Stiles interrupts.
“Stop right there, you guys owe me BIG TIME for that. I’m thinking....pancakes, like right the fuck now. Call the Sourwolf and my dumb friend before they lose their minds and tell them to bring their wallets because I’m not paying for this shit.”
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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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