#magic stiles

Like remember how he willed the moutain Ash to appear outside the club? His spark working on will and want alone?

I believe that boy firmly believes that Jeep will run until Stiles breathes his last breath, and that is how it is still running, Stiles' Magic.

Stiles learns to read the past through trees and use magic subtly and read the area using the earth. His magic gets stronger the stronger the nemeton gets and the nemeton gets stronger with sacrifices. Scott doesn't ask what happens after fights just that Stiles deals with it and everything is fine.

The Black Wolf of Norway Useless_girl

Summary: And here the Seer was now, standing in the heavy snowfall, waiting for the person the voices have been murmuring about. The man who would change everything for him and their people. The Black Wolf of Norway. The prophesized warrior, who would ascend first to become a jarl, then a king who was destined to unify the northern kingdoms.

Fandoms: Teen Wolf, Sterek

Characters/relationships: Stiles Stilinski/Derek Hale

Rating/category: supernatural, alternate universe, historical AU, Viking AU, canon divergence, slash, M/M, Sterek, aged up characters, Spark Stiles, Seer Stiles, Shaman Stiles, Magic Stiles, BAMF Stiles, tattooed Stiles, bottom Stiles, Alpha Derek, top Derek, Viking Derek, jarl Derek, magic, soulmates, Mate bond, werewolves, plot what plot, smut, gay sex, mating ritual, shaman ritual, implied future mpreg

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Dad said she had to go

She loved us

We were happy

But she lost her mind

Sometimes I still feel her

When is a door not a door?

When is a mirror not a mirror?

Mom was ill

She got lost on her mind

She had to leave

So they took her

Sometimes I worry I must follow her,

Sometimes I hear her

Her voice calling for me

She got mad

she tried to kill us

She loved us

....

sometimes I worry I must follow her

Answer

For I am her son

She used to tell me riddles

Stories

of chaos and magic

Sometimes I fear I may be like her

Dad said no

I'm not

But sometimes

I want to answer

When is a mirror not a mirror?

When it is a door

Mischief

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Like he doesn’t want to go to class so he wishes class was canceled so then there’s bad weather, when there shouldn’t be, or the fire alarm breaks and keeps going off. Or the teacher had to cancel class for like a meeting.

He’d say that he needs to get groceries and someone would accidentally deliver food to his door and let him keep it and it’s his exact order too.

He’d go thrifting and find all kinds of cool clothes and vintage stuff he wanted.

He’s late and he’s hoping all the lights are green and there’s no traffic and instead of getting there 30 mins late he’s on time.

Like if he buys a mystery figurine he’d say I hope it’s …(which ever one he wants) and he gets it and it keeps happening if he has a bunch of them.

But it’s actually all part of his spark and anytime he wishes or manifests anything his spark is making it happen.

The reason no one asks him out is because he thinks no one wants to ask him out and is accidentally wishing it, and then…

This fic is a new one I haven't posted yet-

“Do you know why I have brought you here, Stiles?” Geread asked as he carefully stepped down into the room with his arms tucked behind his back. He was the perfect image of control right now.

Stiles shook his head. He had been asking himself that since he woke up. There was no use in kidnapping him, Stiles was only human. He barely had any ties into the pack— hell it would surprise him if anyone actually noticed he was gone —he was their weakest link.

“It’s because you make the perfect message. While you are down here and powerless, your friend is out there running around none the wiser. I mean really, what Alpha fails to protect his packmates?”

His voice was dripping in false sympathy. Stiles bared his teeth— much like a wolf would do —and bit back a growl.

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“You are the real monster.” He said, or maybe he yelled, but Stiles couldn’t hear much past the rush of blood and his rapid heartbeat. The smile on Gerard's face turned into something sharper. Warning bells rang in his head as his mind screamed danger and to run.

He quickly realized it was futile to even think about pulling himself up after Gerard pressed his boot harshly into the small of his back and forced him right back onto the ground.

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“You would make an amazing hunter. I can see it in your eyes, you are strong. It’s a shame that it is so misplaced.”

A broken laugh spilled past chapped lips. He’d maybe have considered being a hunter had this not been his first impression of them. Stiles liked the idea of protecting people from the unknown, of saving someone's life, but he wanted no part of the Argents twisted games.

If anyone knows something like this pleeeaaasseee send it to me