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    Derek has a new neighbor who won't stop looking.

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    “You’re blind,” Derek said flatly, the anger draining from him so suddenly he felt almost woozy. His vision cleared, his claws sliding back into blunt fingernails.

    “Thanks for the memo, genius,” the kid said acidly. “I can still fucking defend myself, so don’t take another damn step.”

    “Fuck, I...I’m sorry,” Derek stuttered.

    “What?!” The kid’s brow crinkled. “I mean — what?! You’re fucking sorry!?” His lips thinned into a harsh line. “What, is this some kinda Hallmark movie where you’re discovering the error of your ways because you don’t want to rob a blind person?! That’s fucking condescending, man. I’ll have you know that —”

    “Just, wait.” Derek interrupted what was apparently the start of a convincing argument as to why he should rob the kid after all, feeling his head start to spin. “This is — it’s a misunderstanding. I’m — I’m not robbing you. You’re — you’re safe, okay? I’m taking three steps back. Just — just let me explain.”

    “Explain why you came busting into my apartment? Yeah, go right ahead, man, I can’t wait to hear this epic tale.”

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    07 Oct 2017

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    Derek's a drifter with no home, no destination, and no will to live. Stiles works on his family's failing cattle and horse ranch while all his friends are going off to college. When Derek falls asleep in a random barn, exhausted and half-starved, he doesn't expect to wake up on the other end of the sheriff's shotgun. And Stiles sure as hell doesn't expect his dad to invite the drifter in for breakfast.

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    08 Sep 2017

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    Derek glances at Stiles, who is watching him with a curious expression.

     

    “Oh shit,” Stiles exclaims as comprehension dawns on him. “Everything makes sense now. Derek, I know what the witch did, she cursed you with – “

    But before Stiles is able to finish his sentence, everything fades away and Derek is surrounded by darkness.

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    31 Aug 2017

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    AU in which Yuuri still doesn’t remember the banquet, somehow doesn’t blow Japanese Nationals, runs into Victor at the World Championships, and has absolutely no idea why his idol is suddenly friendly and incredibly handsy.

    Does Yuuri care about his reasons? No. It’s Victor Effing Nikiforov.

    Basically this is an excuse for total fluff. And porn. And shit-talking with bonus smut. (Edited for accuracy.) Happy birthday, Victor.

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    Victor turned back to him, supernova smile in place once more. “I really, really like you. Promise you’ll still dance with me at the banquet if you take gold this time around.”

    Yuuri stared at the man. He looked at their entwined hands—he hadn’t wanted to pull away—and their thighs, pressed together despite there being plenty of room in the backseat of the cab. That scent of Victor’s cologne—just a dab, lightly applied somewhere on his neck—swirled around him. This was too real to be a dream, too physical for him to have imagined it.

    “I’m sorry,” Yuuri said slowly. “But…have we talked before?”

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    10 Aug 2017

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    “You'd think his arm would be getting tired,” Tooru observed. He hoped that hadn't sounded as dreamy and hopeless as it had in his head.

    “He switched,” Matsura said, awed. “He's trashing them again with his left hand.”

    I wish he'd trash me, Tooru thought, and then glanced around quickly, worried that he might have said it aloud.

    Iwaizumi wins at arm wrestling. Oikawa wins in other ways.

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    21 May 2017