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    "You gave me your sat-on half-dead flowers," Stiles said, waving them at Derek's back. "Are you going to ask me out, or what?"

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    19 Feb 2018

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    "A lot of times the ‘markings’ were common, simple things you said to strangers all the time. 'Excuse me'; 'thank you'; 'hello'. Some got extremely romantic things like 'it’s you isn’t it? I’ve been waiting for you' or 'Wow you’re really pretty'. And they were always the first words their soulmate would ever say to them.

    Of course, having 'You are the fucking worst kind of person in the world' tattooed down your side, didn’t bode well. How fucked up was Stiles Stilinski that even his fucking Soulmate hated him? High School had been a special kind of hell when all the kids learned what his tattoo said—despite his best efforts to keep it a secret."

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    19 Feb 2018

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    Stiles is Alpha bait.

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    16 Feb 2018

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    Desmond has one and he is one.

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    14 Feb 2018

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    My favorite thing right now.

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    “I got so old,” Eliot said, the memories flooding back to him in waves: his body aging as they worked on years of mosaics, Quentin’s pastel drawings, the nights in Fillory.

    “You died,” Quentin replied, staring at him in shock. He remembered digging the grave. He remembered finding the golden tile. He remembered bits and pieces of-- how many decades had they spent there?

    Inconvenient memories come flooding back as Quentin and Eliot remember their time solving the puzzle. Emotional sex ensues.

    (Episode tag for S3x05, "A Life In the Day.")

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    13 Feb 2018