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    Fíli lived his life by an old dwarven proverb: when a fool drops a treasure, a wise man picks it up (it sounded better in the original khuzdul).

    Bella Baggins never quite fit in the Shire. Perhaps she was made for the mountains, instead.

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    “It seems you don’t recall many things very well, Miss Baggins.”
    “Stop calling me that.”

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    “See if I don’t come back before the new year and invade the Shire,” Thorin warned her.

    “Do you promise?” Bilbo teased.

    “I already have plans for the new year,” Dwalin said to them. “No invasions.” He looked down at Frodo and said, “No splattering grease in my face, Frodo.”

    “Go ahead and kill me if you’d like,” Thorin said, “But it better be a good death. A chorus of maids weeping. Ten choruses, thirty maids apiece. All weeping.”

    “Or just Balin,” Bilbo considered.

    “I won’t tell him you said that.”

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    Stiles is on his back on hard-packed dirt. He's cold and there are leaves stuck to his neck and there's a four inch gash in his side that he thinks he can feel his ribs through. There's so much blood around him he feels like he's floating on a pond and everything is so much dimmer above him than it was a minute ago, which is saying something because he's in the dark center of the forest in the middle of the night. And the worst of it is that he's alone, totally alone with the smell of his own blood drowning him and the soft side of him run through by a tree.

    As his eyes slip shut, the last thing he thinks is, "This is going to kill my dad."

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    28 Aug 2013

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    Or, In Which Stiles Falls in Love Twice...With the Same Person

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    Stiles sees the flyer on his very last day at Beacon Hills High School. It’s hanging, unassuming, in the hall near the front entrance along with bulletins and other flyers, advertisements, posters for free student concerts, but the fact that the word “sex” is written in a font two times larger than the rest of the page catches his attention.

    It’s an advice hotline for a whole range of things, from teenage angst to how to deal with your parents telling you you’re adopted and a whole mess in the middle. Stiles thinks it’s funny, though, that they offer advice on sexuality and sex education. It makes sense on the one hand, since high school sex ed does jack shit for actual learning, but anyone who really wants to know stuff has an infinite source of knowledge right on their phone—the internet.

    So it starts off as a joke.

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    18 Aug 2013

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    One of Stiles' favorite things about life is Derek Hale's food blog. He never expects to meet the man in person.

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    “Derek,” he says again, and the name feels very strange on his tongue. “You don’t mean Derek Hale.”

    His professor’s eyebrows reach up, eyes widening. “You read his blog?”

    "Uh. Worship. Would be a better more descriptive word. That is Derek Hale?"

    Jimmy chuckles. "Good-looking guy, huh?"

    "You mean to tell me the Food Network hasn't snatched him up to dethrone everyone else from daytime TV."

    Jimmy smiles a small private smile. "I don't think TV is his medium."

    Stiles raises an eyebrow. "Shy?"

    The man laughs heartily at that. "No, I wouldn't say that. He just has particular forms of expression, like eyebrows and chili powder."

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