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Loving The Void (Voiles Relationship-Nogitsune/Stiles Stilinski) Part 1

Insanely awesome fan art above (not mine)! Credits to the talented artist!
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Note: Hey guys! So I've been in love with the idea of Voiles (the Nogitsune and Stiles in a relationship) for a while and since there are so few fics and I was feeling inspired, I decided to make my own. This story will deal with some canon events from Teen Wolf mostly all in season 3 and a slight reference to season 5 events so if you haven't seen up to at least season 3 of teen wolf, I would highly recommend not reading this fic (you won't know who the Nogitsune is obviously since he comes in, in season 3). You don't have to have seen up until season 5 since the reference is literally just to names included in season 5. Another IMPORTANT note is that the main events of season 5 take place before season 3 but like I said, it's not a very important piece of the story just something I wanted to add. Anyways there will be about 3-5 chapters in
this story and it should be completed in the next few days and will be cross posted on AO3 username: BrooklynFee. Enjoy!
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Stiles was tired.

In every way possible.

Tired of the constant feeling of guilt always following him around reminding him of how he killed his mom. Tired of fighting and doing everything he can for a pack who doesn't give a shit about him. Tired of Scott taking constant advantage of him and reminding him of what a bad person he is. And because of all these reasons, Stiles was kept up late at night causing him to loose every ounce of sleep. So yeah, Stiles was tired.

It was about 9:00 one night when Stiles had gotten home from helping out Scott and Derek at the loft. They were working on a small case which was quite unusual for the pack and people of Beacon Hills considering they seemed to be under constant threat of attacks by different creatures. The past two weeks had been quiet for everyone and it was eerily suspicious, and Stiles knew something was coming. One piece of advice he had gotten and always used from his mom was for him to always trust his gut, so when he had the instinctual feeling that something was coming soon to Beacon Hills, soon to him, he knew that's exactly what would occur.

The feeling had been building over the last week and tonight he had decided to finally tell Derek and Scott about it. His strong Alpha best friend and the original Beta would be the perfect power duo to take down whatever it was that was coming for them, for him, so he knew they should be informed. He had hoped the pair would take his news seriously but life was horrible to Stiles so like always, things didn't go that way.

"What the hell are you talking about Stiles?!" Scott had demanded when he brought up news of a possible attack coming soon. "A new attack. How could you know that an attack is coming? You're not a werewolf or any supernatural creature. Not nearly an Alpha like me.You're just Stiles. A weak, fragile human." Scott sneered causing Stiles to have to choke back tears to hold onto the last bit of his pride.

"It's my instincts Scott. You remember what she told me. Always trust your gut, and my gut is telling me this calmness is exactly that. The calm before the storm." Stiles pleaded with his best friend to understand.

"Ok let's say you're right Stiles which you're probably not. Even if something is coming what is it? When exactly is it coming? How can we prepare? Answer those questions and maybe I'll take your pleads for attention seriously." Scott huffed angrily glaring at his once self proclaimed 'brother'. And that was it. In that moment with Scott's voice taunting him and not believing him, Stiles Stilinski, the once thought unbreakable human boy finally broke. His mind was like a movie of old painful flashbacks.

"You killed your mother Stiles. And now you're killing me." His dad had said in his hallucination after ingesting the wolfsbane at Lydia's party that night. Even though his father hadn't actually spoken the words to him in real life, he knew the words were hiding there behind the face of his father every time he looked at him.