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    As the months progress, Steve takes note of Tony's complete disregard of sleep. And when Tony does sleep, it is usually on the couch in the living room. What started as a means of getting Tony to acknowledge his body's demands, evolved into a complex array of mathematical equations and Pavlovian conditioning. Figuring out how to get Tony to sleep is the easy part. Everything else are unaccounted variables.

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    14 Jun 2014

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    Gosh I love all the fics that have Tony constantly running numbers and calculations in his head its so great!

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    Stiles' sophomore year starts something like this:
    3 FourLokos
    + 1 peer-pressuring cat
    - 1 best bro to end all best bros
    = 1 Craigslist ad headline that reads "str8 dude - m4m - strictly platonic".
    Derek is the fool who replies.

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    4 Dec 2013

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    27 Apr 2013

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    Perfect sub dave dom john omg such perfection

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    There was someone in Derek's house. He was on his way back from a hunt, licking blood from his muzzle when he heard the sound of smashing wood coming from inside. Derek snarled quietly, leaping up onto the back deck without a sound. He paused in the doorway to the living room, eyes burning red in the dim light. The boy whacking the wall with a moldy piece of timber was different than the ones who had come before. He wasn't laughing, wasn't enjoying himself as pieces of rotten flew from both the wall and the wood in his hands. He smelled of sadness and desperation and anger, and when the piece of wood in his hands finally splintered the boy sank to his knees and cried.

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    10 Apr 2013

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