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    “Three days, Cas,” Dean groaned. “You’re not going to call her tomorrow and scare her off, like you always do! Or worse, tonight! That has ‘creeper’ written all over it.”

    Or, the one where Dean pretends to be a woman who likes to text Cas in order to teach him a lesson, and finds that he’s way in over his head. (Inspired by How I Met Your Mother's episode 4x21, "The Three Days Rule".)

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    28 Jul 2016

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    More absurdly happy fluff (with the appropriate dose of gay crisis angst) and crazy-hot D/s sexting.

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    When Dean and Castiel are tricked to go on a date, neither is happy about this. To get back at their deceitful friends, they hatch the perfect plan: pretend to be dating, and gross out their friends with their over-the-top, disgustingly cute romantic relationship – and then break up in the most despicable manner imaginable. As it turns out, you can learn a lot from someone just by pretending affection.

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    27 Jul 2016

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    Huh. I've had the worst fucking day, all pms-ing and asshole neighbors cutting down trees like it's going out of style, and all I wanted to do was cry, and this story made me feel happy and safe. Really, I couldn't ask for more. Thank you, Author!

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    “Kiss me,” he murmured when he reached Harry, because while it wasn’t exactly vital to the mission that Eggsy convince this woman that they were in love, it would certainly make him feel better. Harry pressed his mouth to Eggsy’s as he passed him a glass of champagne, and ‘feeling better’ went out the window. The kiss was quick, sweet, marital. Eggsy didn’t know how Harry made it feel so practiced, but he did.

    “I have an admirer,” Eggsy informed him, almost breathless with how much he wanted Harry to kiss him like that every day, how much he wanted Harry to have a reason to.

    Five times Eggsy gets Harry to kiss him for the wrong reasons (and one time he gets it right).

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    26 Jul 2016

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    Sweet and hot.

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    Derek stands frozen for a moment, disbelieving, before his hands come slowly forward. Its fur is surprisingly soft, and he buries his fingers in it as he strokes his way down its back. He catches its hindquarters on instinct when it springs out of the cage and onto his chest, shoving it face cold nose-first into the crook of his neck, and beneath the rumble of its purrs Derek can still make out the careful ticking of its heart.

    If he leaves it here, it's going to die alone. It's a sentence he knows all too well.

    “What sort of paperwork do you need me to fill out?”

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    25 Jul 2016

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    Oh, I want to smoosh Quasimodo and Derek both. So much healing.

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    The artifact takes him to a dark cave, one he hasn’t seen before. If he’d been back longer, gotten back in the paranoid mindset needed to survive Beacon Hills, that alone would have stopped him. There’s no part of the Preserve that he hasn’t ran through, no tree, no leaf, no rock he doesn’t know. He’s off balance and unready so he skids right into the entrance, stops only when the light on the stone winks right out. He’s turning to face Scott and Stiles, but there’s a rumble, and he has just enough time to throw himself to the ground, to duck and protect his head as rocks fall around him, the ceiling to the cave collapsing with a choking cloud of dust.

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    25 Jul 2016

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    “You’re asking me what tree I’d fuck if I had to fuck a tree.”

    “Oh, you’re so above tree banging now. I’m Derek Hale, I fucked a Darach, but I have standards—”

    “I’d claw the ash,” Derek says loudly, speaking over him. “Obviously. Knot the oak, mate the birch.”

    “I’d knot the Nemeton,” Stiles says. “I bet that’s an oak. It looks like it’d give me a good time. And I’d mate ash trees, because me and mountain ash really have a special connection. I could see that going somewhere, you know?”

    “You are the most demented person I know,” Derek says. “That was so well thought out.”

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