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That moment, Matt’s cold, grey eyes flickered to Stiles, and Stiles suppressed a shiver. Watching Matt watch him was… it was weird. Uncomfortable. Stiles saw things in Matt’s eyes. Sometimes directed at classmates, sometimes a cold fury directed at teachers. When Matt watched Stiles, though, Stiles saw something else. Something just as cold and angry. Some kind of want that burned, but the flames were ice.
Stiles was just sixteen. He wanted things all the time - ice cream, cash, to lose his virginity, play with Lydia Martin’s beautiful, strawberry blonde hair. Lately he had been wanting cool powers like Scott had, too. Nothing even came close to the desire he saw in Matt though.
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Paralysed on top of Derek with both of them unable to stop it, the Kanima expresses its master's desires. Those desires are turned on Stiles.
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25 Jan 2025
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Scott hasn’t talked to him in a month.
It was an entire month since he last even had a conversation with his best friend, his brother.
While looking for Scott, Stiles finds him and the pack all together at Scott's house having a movie night.
He doesn’t think they intentionally excluded him, but as the days passed he noticed that they didn’t sit next to him during class, and walked the other way when he went towards them. Hell, even at lunch they all go to a secluded part of the school, one Stiles’s didn’t even know they had access to.
After a painful confrontation leaves Stiles heartbroken, he decides the best thing to do is to leave them alone and try to finish his senior year. But something dangerous is after him and without people in his corner he is severely outnumbered and outmatched.
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25 Jan 2025
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Sterek kidnapped by hunters
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Derek didn’t want to believe it. He refused to, right up until he decided to wait at Stiles’ jeep to catch him after class and could smell the bitter scent of shame and anger leeching from the driver’s side. He couldn’t even face Stiles after that; he forwent his car and ran through the woods until his legs shook.