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Stisaac Witches AU | Stiles is the new witch in town and Isaac has a healthy appetite for all things bumbling and dorky, so Stiles definitely fits the bill. Stiles should probably be suspicious that one of the most powerful young witches in New Orleans has eyes for him, but when his back is pressed into the brick wall of an old building while Isaac has his mouth on Stiles' neck and his hand pressed into his hip, it's really hard to come up with reasons to be more cautious about this situation.
Happy Birthday, Kat!
White: Path of Honor (are) Destined to Lead (to) Forged in Glory. Blue: Path of Wisdom (are) Destined to Outwit (to) Forged in Intellect. Black: Path of Ambition (are) Destined to Dominate (to) Forged in Tyranny. Red: Path of Battle (are) Destined to Conquer (to) Forged in War. Green: Path of Might (are) Destined to Thrive (to) Forged in Pursuit.
Blind (to) Benevolence
Floating in limbo Crestfallen Listless Weighted down by a repressive lock Immersed inside the cavity of my chest. Chains drag and drift In between dwindling feet Too blind to touch Too deaf to perceive what's become. If it weren't for this anchor sinking into desolation What I fear the most is fading into oblivion. You're a miserable wraith Despising Clawing Determined Despite the smiles given Even the kisses planted on your feet It seems I will never please Vulture eyes convinced I'm prey. So locked away is the recesses of heart To breathe new life into Death's benevolence. Still you insist with such harrowing distinction! With trophy in hand, you pursue to whip with the other Littering filth throughout relations Antagonizing with grievous friction. When endurance for such infliction falls on empty It awakens, rejuvenating from dumb slumber with epiphanies. You're full of greed and heartache Never was I the cause of your pain Are you truly ignorant of your own self-hatred? Do you lack the insight to see you're the one to blame? O the screeches you howl! Only feral creatures scream with such agony Now I know the person underneath my own skin No longer victim to a child's torturous tirade. With the key of self worth I present my own freedom To all the spiteful seeds you sew Extinguishing handcuffs tied to the spirit Consumed by harmony of brilliant dawn. And with that I bid farewell Wishing you all the luck dealing with your own inner Hell.