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    “Are you, um—What are you doing back?” He looks as uncomfortable as Stiles feels and that’s some small consolation.

    “You know, the usual. Witches, I’m the highlander now, magic bananas.”

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    13 May 2018

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    “You know, in the movie version of this, I won’t have said ‘venereal disease’ and you would be reluctantly charmed."

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    13 May 2018

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    Stiles hadn’t been in Beacon Hills in five years, hadn’t seen Derek in nearly as long, when he got the text:

    New number: (+530) 365-2421

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    An abundance of overeating and geekery, dangerous caffeine/sugar cereal addictions, surprise werewolves, bird insults, purple-eyed shrimp, reincarnated serial killers (it's cool, he has a leash), poorly played professional baseball, and a love story. In that order.

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    13 May 2018

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    People leave in Beacon Hills, give up on the town, the people, on life itself. And he and Derek are still here, six years later, still able to drink a beer and share space. It’s kind of remarkable in a really understated way.

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    09 Apr 2018

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    “You’re delusional,” he said, grinning, “and trust me, I know delusional.” His limbs were long and coltish and he didn’t seem to have expert control over them. His eyes were big, amber, framed with preternatural lashes and he had spots.

    He was a fawn and Derek, a wolf. Maybe that explained why Derek was struck with the urge to devour him.

    Written for mating_games Bonus Challenge 2: Sleepover.

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    08 Apr 2018

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    Jesus fuck