Fics like when fates collide

“Hi, I’m Stiles. Pronouns are he/him. I like long walks in the forest where I don’t get eaten and my idea of a good time is pizza and action movies.” The pack stares. The Guardian drops the playful tone and recites, “Stiles. Trained in witchcraft, Druidic law, and mentored to succession by a certified Mage, as well as cultured by a water nymph, a pixie, and a classified Fae. My status is a Spark.” Peter's breath is stolen half-way through the Guardian speaking. His head spins, thoughts jumbled as they get caught around the incredulity of nymph, pixie, and Fae. Chris' fingers tighten around Peter's in matching wonder. “Most impressive,” Talia says. “Stiles is a title?” The Guardian laughs. “No, it’s my name.” - Beacon Hills has been waiting a century for its Guardian to appear. Finally, in 2005, the Nemeton awakens and a human Spark stumbles into the Hale pack's lives. Peter and Chris struggle with the unusual pull they feel to the savior that's intent on avoiding them. Meanwhile, Stiles has trouble forgetting his past as he navigates a role he was never meant for.

Fics like when fates collide

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