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  1. Public Bookmark 8

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    “What would you think of buying a horse?”
    Crowley slowly set his mug of coffee down, mulling over the question. His angel was so adorable. He was sure that weeks of research and books and reading online had lead up to the quiet question, asked in the early morning as they enjoyed the quiet little cottage they had retired to.

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    16 Jun 2019

  2. Public Bookmark 56

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    Arthur has stood on clifftops, staring off the edge of the world and wondering how long it would take him to hit the ground. One more step, out into emptiness where nothing matters anymore, but he’s always too weak to take it, always hesitating.

    Clinging to a life that doesn’t cling back.

    He’s waded into riverbanks, the current strong and vicious, tugging at his clothes and trying to draw him in. Thought about how easy it would be to go limp and let the water take him. Let the river close over his head, blackness all around— weightless and boneless and nothing is his fault anymore.

    Thought about how easy it would be, nothing to do but breathe in water, close his eyes, and drift away. This isn’t anything like that.

    Then Arthur glances up, and sees him coming over the ridge. It’s too far, really, and he’s wearing a bandana over the bottom half of his face, but Arthur would know those eyes anywhere. Across canyons, from miles away. In the dead of night, the sky black and starless, it doesn’t matter; Arthur can still feel him watching.

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    07 Dec 2018

    Bookmarker's Notes

    Man you almost got me, alllllmost.

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    Tact and social mores are completely relegated to the back of Derek’s brain, and without thinking, he blurts out, “Did you spend your heat alone?”

    Stiles’ head jerks around in surprise, and then he flushes pink and looks away. His voice comes out brusque and unfriendly. “Not that it’s any of your business, but I spend every heat alone.”

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    13 May 2018

    Bookmarker's Notes

    The softest thING

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    A sterek college!AU where writing student Stiles specializes in love letters, runs a blog about it and can be commissioned to write love letters on behalf of lovers who are at a loss for words.

    He makes some cash, he’s good at what he does (especially when he gets to be a little more explicit in his letters), it pays for his textbooks and that’s all he’s really looking for and life is fine. That is, until someone anonymously commissions him to write a love letter to mathematics student, Derek Hale.

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    09 Apr 2018

    Bookmarker's Notes

    I’m sobbing this was beautiful

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    Standing next to not-Derek – whoa, holding not-Derek’s hand? – is someone who looks remarkably like Stiles. Is Stiles, a slightly-altered replica, just like this guy both is and isn't Derek.

    It’s not like looking into a mirror – one, because looking into a mirror actually makes some kind of sense, and two, because not-Stiles looks older too, mid twenties maybe. And the tips of his short, spiky hair are dark purple, and he’s got a lip ring and he’s shirtless and covered in tattoos and what the holy hell?

    “Time travel?" He's sufficiently freaked. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he hears his dad laughing.

    “Not exactly,” not-Derek says, and shit, even his voice sounds exactly the same, disconcertingly gentle. He gestures behind him, and Stiles looks over his shoulder, where behind him, scattered across the porch and in the front yard, are more…Dereks and more Stileses.

    Fourteen total, including the two at the door, he notes distantly, eyes feeling like they’re about to pop out of his head from bulging so hard.

    Seven other Dereks. Seven other Stileses.

    Seven Derek and Stiles pairs.

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    07 Apr 2018