𝗠𝗬 𝗪𝗔𝗬 | 𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐥𝐟 • 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐥 | 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬/𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐤

𝗠𝗬 𝗪𝗔𝗬 | 𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐥𝐟 • 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐥 | 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬/𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐤

"𝐒𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬, 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫'𝐬."

Stiles has had an... innapropriate crush on his entire pack. For a while. Stiles was hoping it would go away on it's own. And really, he needed to fix this problem. Because it seems, once he starts to like someone - or someones -, he carries a torch for them. For a very long time.

And he really wants to hate them, after they decided he couldn't be in the pack anymore.

But he couldn't.



John had come home to Stiles on the floor in his bedroom crying.

He had decided this was where he drew the line.

Mr. Stark assigned to take care of his son, and he had turned a blind eye to all the supernatural bullshit Stiles somehow got involved in, but this was it. He was at the end of his rope, and Stiles was past sixteen, John thinks it's time Stiles went back to his father.



Stiles loved New York.

It was busy all the time, it really was the city that never slept.

And it was perfect for him.

And it may be wishful thinking, but Stiles likes to think the Avengers are warming up to him.