Spoilers for 3/10. All of them.

[runboyrun]

...

Well, that collectively kicked all of our asses. And I think it's not too much of a stretch to say, mine more than most.

...Not as much as Scott's, but...

[He rakes his fingers through his hair.]

I don't- I know I've said this before, but I can't. My Dad is still missing, and now Scott's Mom is too, and Scott is gone. He's with them. The bad guys. And I just-

...

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[kindabummedbeta]

Yeah, I've made peace with that.

[Sarcasm for sarcasm, here. He visibly relaxes when Stiles calms.]

I'm going to let you have fifteen, because we need to stop running behind these guys, Stiles, and you're the only one who can get ahead of them. I know you want to scream at the universe, but seriously? You're going to have to put a pin in the trauma.

[runboyrun]

[And the compliment hits him that time, but he can't help being surly, because Isaac has a very mean way of being nice.]

I'm flattered, really, that you think I'm somehow gonna be capable of fixing all of this, but if my head's not screwed on right, I'm gonna screw up. And when people screw up, people die. So, if you could ease up on the whole 'tough love' approach, and maybe put in a spoonful more 'tea and sympathy' while I get my shit together, I'd be grateful.

[kindabummedbeta]

[Issac lets out a breath, letting his wolf take a chill pill, before he looks solemnly.]

It's gonna be okay, Stiles.

[runboyrun]

[He smiles. Just a little. Because that really is cute.]

See? And already, I can deal. Now, tell me again how I can pull everyone's asses out of the fire and I'll be your Tony Stark.

[Because Stiles has far too much snark to be Batman. Derek can be Batman.]

[kindabummedbeta]

[Issac let out a snort, before he looked back at him, blue eyes warming.]

Stiles, you're the only one who can pull our asses out of the fire now, because you're the one who figured out what the crazy bitch is up to in the first place. We need you, Tony Stark.

Stiles just made obscene noises of happy.

[runboyrun]

[This time his smile is slow-burning, and it lights up his whole face.]

You're kind of awesome at this. I take back what I said earlier.

Dawwwww Stiles

[kindabummedbeta]

[He shrugs, now looking kind of embarrassed himself.]

I'm a good Beta, it's what I do. Support and logistics. I got your back, okay? You're not alone.

Dawwwwww yourself. Puppy.

[runboyrun]

...I appreciate that.

[He bumps his shoulder. It's not quite a hug, but it's bro-code for 'I'm hugging you internally'.]

He's the brave puppy!

[kindabummedbeta]

Yeah, well, every Tony Stark needs his Hulk.

[Issac bumped him in turn, which was silent bro-code for, 'Hugged back, dude.']

Mun just wants to hug Isaac forever.

[runboyrun]

Oh, no way. You are not Hulk.

[He's too pretty.]

You're... Hang on, this is gonna take me a minute.

[Isaac can be Pepper]

Well this mun wants to HUG STILES better so it works.

[kindabummedbeta]

Yeah, well, I know I'm not smart enough for Banner...

[Which is where he's totally going with that, yep.]

Dude, we both know Scott is totally Captain America.

[He can't be Pepper - Pepper is like ...super-competent and rational all the time.]

All of the hugs. Puppy piles for everyone.

[runboyrun]

You're also not hair-trigger angry. Or green.

[He's genuinely pondering over this one.]

Cora can be Natasha. And Peter is definitely Loki.

Re: All of the hugs. Puppy piles for everyone.

[kindabummedbeta]

[He gnaws on his thumb thoughtfully.]

Derek could be Thor, I guess. Hm. Allison should probably be Hawkeye, because, you know, arrows.

[Think think think.] ... I guess I could be, I don't know, Agent Coulson?

[runboyrun]

[He thinks about that one for a long while.]

Only, like, badass Coulson. I know he was pretty cool, but you're kind of a badass.

[Plus, Coulson had that whole hero-worship going on for Cap.]

Derek's more like Fury. He gets to order us around and make all of the disapproving bitch-face at me.

[kindabummedbeta]

[He waves his finger at him, grinning.]

Yeah, like with the giant gun against Loki, Coulson.

[And Issac totally hero-worships Scott, no lie.]

...He really is good at that bitch-face, isn't he?

[runboyrun]

Exactly. Without the dying. Or fake-dying, depending on how you look at it. No fake-dying, Isaac, my nerves can't handle that shit.

[He bumps him again. Stiles knoooows.]

He has an epic bitch-face. Hell, he has multiple bitch-faces. Like, I can now tell the difference between the ones that promise physical violence and the ones where he's just thinking I'm a pain in the ass. And then there are even some where he's just making bitch-face because he doesn't want to laugh because I'm so lame he can't help himself.

[kindabummedbeta]

I promise, I'm not going to do any kind of dying. I'm here to win.

[Get the bump back. Shush, Stiles. He can hero-worship if he wants.]

Huh. I only seem to get 'Issac I swear to God if you don't stop saying stuff that makes me want to hit you I will HIT YOU'. He never does, though. Although ... yeah, never ask him about Cora.

[runboyrun]

Good. That's one person I don't have to freak out about.

[Bump. And nothing else?]

I'm not planning to. Although I gave her mouth-to-mouth, so if you start smelling weirdly high amounts of my blood, check under his floorboards. And delete my browser history. My Dad's heart isn't great.

Nah, I get the full symphony of bitch-faces. I think he learned new ones just to deal with me.

[kindabummedbeta]

Don't worry about me. I got this. I'm not scared.

[He never has been, despite what the Argents might think.... speaking of, bump back, along with a very Pointed Look. No Stiles, no Scott. No Allison either. Because Scott loves Allison and Allison ... is Allison and it is too complicated for Issac to try to become part of a love triangle, thank you very much.]

...you know, I don't know if he'd kill you for that or hug you. Maybe kill you, then hug your dead body before he did bury you under the floorboards. [He arched an eyebrow.] Are we porn buddies now?

[He lets out a short laugh.] There's a school concert for you. The Many Bitch-Faces of Derek Hale.

[runboyrun]

Really? Because I'm sort of living every day in a haze of terror, to the point where terror is now a natural state and I will probably die of shock when I don't nearly get killed.

[Cora then? Because she's got that whole Hale 'my genetics are far superior to pretty much anyone ever' thing going on.]

No, Isaac. We are not porn buddies. Do not look at my browser history. Just delete it. Some secrets, I take to the grave with me.

[He snorts an embarrassing snortlaugh.]

No, because Danny is in the school orchestra, and I don't think it's wise for Danny and Derek to be in the same room.

[kindabummedbeta]

[Issac let out a short bark of laughter.] So what, you're near a heart attack every single day?

[He shakes his hand back and forth. Maybe. Cora doesn't seem to be very interested in anything than shouting at Derek and being superior though.]

...Fair enough. Godspeed, Stiles's dirty little secrets.

[Issac furrows his brow at that.] Ah ... why? Besides the obvious.

[runboyrun]

Pretty much. Morell called it 'hyper-vigilance'. I call it survival instinct on crack.

[Stiles will learn your secrets, Isaac~]

Well, y'see... There was an incident. Involving blackmail by way of shirtless Derek. That was totally necessary. And Derek still gets this look on his face whenever Danny's name comes up that means he wants to smack my face into the nearest hard object again.

[kindabummedbeta]

'Hyper-vigilance'... yeah, I get that. I was always like that around my dad. Wondering what would set him off, trying to get enough time to duck and cover. Huh, maybe that's why I'm so calm. I'm just always vigilant.

[Oh, he can try.]

...Let me get this straight. You used Derek as a honey trap. For Danny. [He snorts out another laugh.] You know, you really are ruthless.

[runboyrun]

Yeah, that's pretty much me right now. I'm so used to being scared out of my freaking mind that I've just stopped reacting.

[Stiles has ways~ Mostly he bugs the shit out of people until they cave.]

It was a complete emergency! I didn't just wake up one morning and think 'Hey, you know what would be a barrel of laughs?'

[kindabummedbeta]

When all the stimulus you have is fear - how can you react?

[Yeah, Issac knows about those. Cue his eyeroll. What, trying to get him to admit that he's still got a thing for Allison? That he has a boy-crush on Scott? Why he never had that for Derek? C'mon. Isn't that obvious?]

It was a complete emergency to pimp out Derek. Really. And you don't find that hilarious?