Deep into the long night, as the harvest neared an end, a presence crossed into the town of Beacon Hills. The Nemeton acted as a lighthouse for this force, while it was the rumor of a certain rare breed of werewolf that had sparked their decision to journey far from their home across the sea. 

Three women circled the stump that had been a source of power for so many before them. One with free-flowing dark hair, another who looked to be her mother, and one with a hardened expression on her face. They spoke to each other in a language that’d been dead for quite some time, before the Nemeton had even been an inkling of a seed. 

Now Hecate called upon her own power, speaking her will into the wind, letting it carry her spell to the one she searched for. 

“He will resist,” said the maiden.

“And he will fight,” added the mother. 

“But his destiny had been predicted, and it will be seen to fruition,” proclaimed the crone. 

~

“Guys, I thought giving up a half-hour ago woulda’ given you both a hint that I’m ready to leave, but now I’m tellin’ ya. Let’s go.” Stiles was no stranger to long lacrosse practices, specifically when it was just Liam and Scott, but he was tired, “and we still need to get costumes tomorrow! I’m not going as a lacrosse player again.” He didn’t want to check his watch and see what time it was; Stiles knew it was late. But maybe a little bitching would get the wolves attention. “Doesn’t Liam have a bed time? Scott - responsible parent, tell the kid he needs his-” 

Blown off his feet and onto his ass, the wind that knocked him back came out of nowhere (seemingly, nowhere). It was at this point that Stiles had had enough. “Okay, I’m heading back!” The gust of winds that had arrived disappeared just as fast, leaving behind a box for one Scott McCall, hidden next to his belongings. 

@lcnelylcves​ @rosewaterdrunk​ @curseslegends​

Stiles had been walking around trying to make sense of everything when he accidentally bumped into someone. His research ended up dropping on the floor and he was quick to pick it up. “Sorry about that. I should have been looking where I was going. Are you okay?” He asks before pausing as he saw a familiar face. Maybe his mind was playing tricks on him but he wasn’t sure. “Do I? Do I know you?” 

But on his very first day there Scott was proven wrong, all smiles and hopeful brown eyes until he saw a familiar sight indeed. He could see some guy surrounded by his friends, an Alpha with a cocky smirk on his face and currently crowding a leaner boy by the looks of it against the lockers and even giving him a push against it. Scott couldn’t get a good look at the victim from this angle but he knew this scene all too well and their scent smelled of Omega. They smelt of anger, stubbornness and an impressive amount of defiance but Scott could also pick up hurt, humiliation and an almost agonizing about of loneliness and sadness that had Scott reacting faster than he knew what to do with himself. Shoving the friends away like flies and standing in front of the Omega, red eyes flashing right in the suddenly the smug poor excuse for an Alpha who suddenly looked taken back. “Walk away right now before I have to show you what a real Alpha can do”

The Alpha, who Scott learned was called Jackson when one of his friends urged him on, looked stunned and furious at being warned like that and took a step forward as if to try and match Scott’s intimidation. It didn’t work, Scott knew Alphas like this who liked to throw their weight around but had nothing much to show for it and just the smallest of rumbles of a growl began to rise from Scott’s chest as he stood there, blocking Jackson from the Omega. It was then that the bell rang, breaking the tension and making Scott realize practically everyone around them had been watching with held breath at what might happen. Jackson rolled his shoulders, promising that this wasn’t over before glancing over Scott’s shoulder and saying ‘see you around Stilinski, try not to trip into lockers so much’ before he and his friends were gone. 

Scott’s eyes slowly faded back from red to brown when the threat was gone, sighing deeply and finally turning around to see the Omega. What he saw nearly stunned Scott, finally getting a look at the other and more than a little surprised at what he saw. To put it in a word? He was...striking, beautiful even might be a good word for him too. Pale skin, sharp features and dark hair with a body that might seem skinny but Scott could see lean muscles hidden under a baggy shirt and broad shoulders. Pink lips and amber eyes that were captivating and a scent that was...well, perfect. “Are you okay?” Scott finally managed to ask as he broke out of his little trance after a moment and let his brown eyes meet amber ones. “Did he hurt you?”

Ok, so even though I’m so excited that we finally learned Mieczyslaw “Stiles” Stilinski’s real name, can we take a moment to acknowledge the absolute tragedy of Noah having to lose his wife literally all over again. He had to totally admit to himself that she wasn’t real, knowing that he would be losing her again, so that he could remember Stiles. I honestly thinks it’s the most tragic moment I’ve ever seen on teen wolf Plus! How does he tell Stiles that his mother came back because I think when he finds out it’s going to completely shatter him - especially because he’s always blamed himself for her death and won’t finding out that his being erased from reality brought her back just confirm that in his mind?!?!! Just too many feels TW!

OK - So for all the people saying that Stydia officially happening now is just fan service - I think you’re completely right....but why is that a bad thing? 

I kinda love it when these things happen because even if all you want to do is chalk it down to catering to the fandom - this season has still been so good. Its the first season since season 3 where i’m so excited during the episodes i’m physically squealing.

Stydia might be fan service but its still so much fun to watch and Jeff Davis has written it so well. All their source material since 3A backs up that Lydia has been in love with Stiles for a while so either they are building off of conveniences or they’ve had this in the pipeline for quite a while.

I am so unbelievably keen for Stiles to be back next week (finally - eek!) but quick side note - do you think there will be an emotional reunion with his Jeep - because i think there needs to be 

"You are kidding right? How could I not? Apparently I didn't even remember my best friend. That doesn't bother you at all? I couldn't even remember that I have a girlfriend man...it's infuriating."

 “We’re officially frat brothers” He chuckled, gaze lingering for a moment before his tired smile grew a little more and his brow raises. “Though I couldn’t help but notice you weren’t celebrating at the party that much and having fun like the rest of us, something on your mind man?” Scott asked with a somewhat knowing look on his face but not saying anything else yet.