Void - stiles stilinski

Void - stiles stilinski

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MatureOngoing<5 mins

Last published Mon, Dec 21, 2015

dylan dylanobrien nogitsune stiles stilesstilinski

He hadn't always been this way. He was the joke of the school, until his best friend died, the 'true alpha' apparently. The signature checkered shirts he wore were replaced with black; everything from the sunglasses on his face to the darkness in his soul, black. His name is Stiles, but you can call him Void - everyone else does.

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