PSL Box

[useofcuriosity]

 

 

Want to play a PSL or a Prompt? Me too! Lets DO IT.  Give a prompt, a word, a picture. Or, start a scene with a fancy au. I'll tag you! It's neat! It's fun! GO JOE.

Examples:

Everyone shift to the left (your character is a werewolf? Now they're a banshee. Or a hunter. Whatever!)
Nogitsune Stuff
Grey's Anatomy Universe
Otherwordly

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[lydiascreams]

[That turns her stomach. Because it sounds too familiar.]

Do you wanna stop by In-N-Out?

[useofcuriosity]

[More hesitation, but. A nod.]

Yeah. Sure. Why not?

[lydiascreams]

[She nods and gives him a soft smile as she starts toward her car.]

Are you cold?

[useofcuriosity]

Cold? No.

[Which is probably impressive, since he's not wearing shoes.]

[lydiascreams]

[Not so much impressive as worrying.]

You'll need to put up with the heater for a little while, sorry. I'm cold.

[And she knows what kind of answer she'd get from normal Stiles if she told him she was cold. So it's kind of another test.]

[useofcuriosity]

[He looks...puzzled, honestly. As if he's not sure how to respond to that. Or he is, but he is not.]

...I don't have a coat with me.

[lydiascreams]

[That is a good answer but-- the look on his face is off. Still, it makes her relax a little as she reaches for his hand. Mostly because he looks so lost.]

Once we're in the car, I'll be fine.

[useofcuriosity]

[He feels...wrong. And off. And also not wrong? He doesn't know how to explain it.]

That's good. I mean...yeah. That's good.

[lydiascreams]

[He's definitely not making much sense. Maybe texting Deaton would help. Once they get to her car, she squeezes his hand and lets go of it as she makes her way into the driver's seat.]

Do you remember anything about what you were dreaming of before you got here?

[useofcuriosity]

Just...the nematon. That's all I remember. Sorry.

[lydiascreams]

[Definitely not good.]

There's no need to apologize, Stiles. Let's go get you something to eat.

[useofcuriosity]

There isn't?

[lydiascreams]

... No? Why? Do you think there is?

[useofcuriosity]

[He shook his head, at a loss for how to respond to that.] I don't know.

[lydiascreams]

Stiles, what's going on?

[She starts the car and the heater but doesn't go anywhere.]

[useofcuriosity]

[He shakes his head.]

It feels like before.

[lydiascreams]

[Her stomach drops at his words and she turns to face him completely.]

Like before when?

[useofcuriosity]

[He frowns more.]

After the darach. Like then.

[lydiascreams]

[Now her face falls.]

Like when it was around?

[useofcuriosity]

[Hesitant.] Yeah.

[lydiascreams]

Okay. We'll-- figure it out.

[And then she starts driving. But she's headed straight to the McCall's.]

[useofcuriosity]

[Color him alarmed when he figures that out.]

Wait...where are we going?

[lydiascreams]

To get help.

[She tenses, but doesn't look at him this time.]

[useofcuriosity]

Help? I thought...why?

[lydiascreams]

To stop things from getting as bad as they did last time, Stiles.