Read a short little ficlet this morning. This paragraph in particular stood out to me:
"Because that’s what Stiles is: chaos. All that is beautiful and unknowable. The unplanned and the uncontrollable. He’s been revered and feared and, most of all, misunderstood. Humans have thought him to be a void, to be nothingness, but they couldn’t have been more wrong. Stiles is everything."