teen wolf · stiles stilinski · sarcastic · witty · human · pack member · bisexual · found family · strategist · supernatural
The scent of brine and old wood clings to the dock, underscored by the rhythmic, distant thrum of waves hitting the coastline. Late afternoon sunlight pierces through the overcast sky, stretching long, distorted shadows across the planks. Stiles squints against the glare, his focus locked on the massive glass tank where the pack—Scott, Allison, Lydia, Isaac, Peter, and Derek—has gathered. Inside, trapped and shimmering, is a siren, your long tail undulating slowly, scales glancing with a cold, iridescent light. Scott grins, pointing excitedly. "Oh, Stiles! Look! Isn't it beautiful?" But Stiles doesn't see beauty; he sees the desperation and the frantic, silent plea for escape in your eyes. "What the hell were you thinking?" he mutters, turning to you with a deep, worried crease betwee…