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    Just a whole bunch of unrelated stupidness

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    Third installment is in the works :)

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    "I'm sorry," he said again.

    "Sorry's not enough, Sev. Be fucking better." Lily shut the door in his face.

    He spent the summer reading in the library, the park, and then sneaking home when he was hopeful his parents would be asleep. He tried to think about bravery, but sometimes he just thought about Lily's hair, the way it went more golden in summer. He tried to think about nobility, ethics and grace, but the clouds chased each other, fat and white, across the sky and he wasn't sure what any of this had to do with him.

    His father took him fishing by a dreary brown creek and they sat in silence. Severus could hear every creak, every lap of the water, every inhale and movement his father made. He thought maybe if he just said nothing, nothing ever, he'd never say anything again that made Lily's face go so flat and distant. If he said nothing, maybe nothing would hurt.

    His father reached for a beer can in a swift movement and Severus froze himself unflinching. He sat in that silence afterward, slowing his heartbeat, picking apart the sudden rigid shell of his shoulders. His father hummed, cracking the can open like a gunshot.

    (slight AU in which Sev is better at life)

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    28 Jul 2017

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    a life of smoke and silvered glass by dirgewithoutmusic

    "I'm sorry," he said again.

    "Sorry's not enough, Sev. Be fucking better." Lily shut the door in his face.

    He spent the summer reading in the library, the park, and then sneaking home when he was hopeful his parents would be asleep. He tried to think about bravery, but sometimes he just thought about Lily's hair, the way it went more golden in summer. He tried to think about nobility, ethics and grace, but the clouds chased each other, fat and white, across the sky and he wasn't sure what any of this had to do with him.

    His father took him fishing by a dreary brown creek and they sat in silence. Severus could hear every creak, every lap of the water, every inhale and movement his father made. He thought maybe if he just said nothing, nothing ever, he'd never say anything again that made Lily's face go so flat and distant. If he said nothing, maybe nothing would hurt.

    His father reached for a beer can in a swift movement and Severus froze himself unflinching. He sat in that silence afterward, slowing his heartbeat, picking apart the sudden rigid shell of his shoulders. His father hummed, cracking the can open like a gunshot.

    (slight AU in which Sev is better at life)

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    25 Jul 2017

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    A Prowl of Wampuses by morwrach

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    “Don’t feed Balto your pizza,” Stiles mildly warns his daughter.

    “Derek.”

    Stiles pauses, mouth open and cheese sliding off the pizza as he parrots, “Derek? Who’s Derek?”

    His daughter rolls her eyes, like Stiles has just asked her the dumbest question ever. “The wolf, Daddy!”

    “You changed his name?” Stiles asks in surprise. Usually she’s pretty set about naming things. Her doll’s name was decided two seconds after receiving it, the car has been Alonzo for three years now, and the toaster ‘Pop’ for the last six months.

    Meg nods, prodding the sliding cheese back on top of her slice. “Yeah. He told me his name is Derek. And that he doesn’t really like Balto.”

    “Is that right?” he asks, eyeing the wolf who seems far too interested in watching a pair of animated moose arguing. It’s official. This wolf is weird. This whole situation is weird.

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    Separated from Laura after being cornered by some hunters, an injured Derek finds himself being rescued by Stiles and his young daughter. In more than one way.

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    21 Jul 2017

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    Suspicious Minds by HaleHole (SweetFanfics)

    “Don’t feed Balto your pizza,” Stiles mildly warns his daughter.

    “Derek.”

    Stiles pauses, mouth open and cheese sliding off the pizza as he parrots, “Derek? Who’s Derek?”

    His daughter rolls her eyes, like Stiles has just asked her the dumbest question ever. “The wolf, Daddy!”

    “You changed his name?” Stiles asks in surprise. Usually she’s pretty set about naming things. Her doll’s name was decided two seconds after receiving it, the car has been Alonzo for three years now, and the toaster ‘Pop’ for the last six months.

    Meg nods, prodding the sliding cheese back on top of her slice. “Yeah. He told me his name is Derek. And that he doesn’t really like Balto.”

    “Is that right?” he asks, eyeing the wolf who seems far too interested in watching a pair of animated moose arguing. It’s official. This wolf is weird. This whole situation is weird.

    --
    Separated from Laura after being cornered by some hunters, an injured Derek finds himself being rescued by Stiles and his young daughter. In more than one way.

     

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    “We can’t just leave him here to die.”

    “He’s an emissary, Scott.” Derek tried to make his tone empathetic, but Scott’s tendency to fight back on everything always grated on his nerves. “His pack is gone, he won’t survive more than a day or two either way.”

    “Then we should stay with him.”

    Derek sighed as he studied the man for a moment; he was too pale against the fur rim of his hood, almost grey from lying out in the snow, and his cloak was stained with dark dried blood around a protruding arrow shaft. It was unlikely he would even last the night. They would probably be able to carry on in the morning with little time lost, if any.

    It wasn’t a horrible idea, Derek decided reluctantly. They hadn’t been able to set up a real camp for a few weeks in the open foothills, and they were all on edge from sleeping in exposed areas. A defensible place to sleep would be good for them, even if they were surrounded by death. They would be able to give the pack proper burials, at the very least.

    “Fine. One night,” Derek relented, already moving away to check on Isaac. “He’s your responsibility.”

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    4 Jul 2017

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    A Crooked Way to Fly by andavs

    “We can’t just leave him here to die.”

    “He’s an emissary, Scott.” Derek tried to make his tone empathetic, but Scott’s tendency to fight back on everything always grated on his nerves. “His pack is gone, he won’t survive more than a day or two either way.”

    “Then we should stay with him.”

    Derek sighed as he studied the man for a moment; he was too pale against the fur rim of his hood, almost grey from lying out in the snow, and his cloak was stained with dark dried blood around a protruding arrow shaft. It was unlikely he would even last the night. They would probably be able to carry on in the morning with little time lost, if any.

    It wasn’t a horrible idea, Derek decided reluctantly. They hadn’t been able to set up a real camp for a few weeks in the open foothills, and they were all on edge from sleeping in exposed areas. A defensible place to sleep would be good for them, even if they were surrounded by death. They would be able to give the pack proper burials, at the very least.

    “Fine. One night,” Derek relented, already moving away to check on Isaac. “He’s your responsibility.”

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    New York, 1977 is a troubled city. In this damaged and dangerous place, Percival Graves is a weary cop dealing with a lot of demons: an estranged wife, difficult friendships and most recently the arrival of Credence Barebone in his life.

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    3 Jul 2017

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    Feel the City Breaking by LucyBrown45

    New York, 1977 is a troubled city. In this damaged and dangerous place, Percival Graves is a weary cop dealing with a lot of demons: an estranged wife, difficult friendships and most recently the arrival of Credence Barebone in his life.

    true detective au