Isaac’s face when he’s told the dog’s not getting better / Isaac’s face when he’s told he took some of the dog’s pain away.
or how isaac forever became my favorite werepuppy
I S A A C :
❝ A P O L L O, god of the sun, poetry, healing and medicine. ❞
(C’mon, you know this is right — Isaac wrote Lydia a poem to tell her how he felt [and failed, but that’s a minor detail] and he took some of the dog’s pain away and then c r i e d & s m i l e d in the most glorious way. And don’t get me started on his daddy issues.)
S T I L E S:
❝ H E R M E S, messenger of the gods. Quick witted, intelligent and trustworthy. ❞
(Stiles is Hermes, T H E E N D. He knows everything — at least tries to. And he’s there for everyone, trying to keep the peace. 99% of the time, without Stiles everyone would be dead. But, like Hermes, he will go, “No, fuck it, just kill them,” when pushed.)
We have not touched the stars,
nor are we forgiven, which brings us back
to the hero’s shoulders, and the gentleness that comes,
not from the absence of violence, but despite
the abundance of it.
“Snow and Dirty Rain” — Richard Siken
