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    The pup smells of summer, of heat in the air, lightning in the sky.

    No amount of growling sends him running; he just keeps standing there, staring. He's no threat though, smells of sparks but not of fire, no taste of ashes on the tongue.

    Satisfied, he turns around, leaving the pup behind, ignoring the acid scent of anxiety and fear that suddenly fills the air.

    ~*~

    Stumbling across a wolf in the preserve is not what Stiles expects when he goes for a run the last night before school starts again. But even if the wolf acts more intelligent than a mere animal, he can’t have anything to do with Stiles’ unusual soulmark, four vicious scratches down his forearm, can he?

    And what is Kate Argent doing back in Beacon Hills for the first time since the Hale Fire?

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    14 Sep 2018

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    Pulling open his apartment door, he let out an involuntary shout when something was quite literally thrust into his chest hard enough to have him almost tip backwards. He managed to right himself while keeping hold of what had been shoved at him and looked up in time to see his neighbour striding back towards his apartment.

    “You’re going to fucking kill yourself.”

    His door slammed.

    Stiles blinked at the other man’s door, utterly confused, and looked down at what he was holding.

    It was a plastic bag, full of what felt like tupperware, which made no sense to Stiles because when had his neighbour broken into his house to steal his tupperware?

    (SNYE - January 11th - Neighbours)

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    08 Aug 2018

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    The wolf’s head whipped around so fast, Stiles felt like he was watching The Exorcist.

    Stiles wondered if he could just stand still enough to make the wolf think he was a tree. A very bright red and jean-clad tree. He doubted it, but one could hope.

    He knew it was a lost cause when the wolf turned fully, lips pulled back from its sharp teeth—so very sharp, good fucking Lord!—and began walking towards Stiles.

    “I didn’t see anything!” Stiles shouted, both hands out in front of himself and sweat instantly breaking out across his skin. “I swear to you! I didn’t see anything! I didn’t see anything! I won’t tell anyone! I won’t! I’ll keep this to myself, until the day I die! I promise! I promise!”

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    08 Aug 2018

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    “Holy shit, this is a date!” he blurted out, turning back to Derek wide-eyed. “This is a date! You intended for this to be a date, this was supposed to be a date!” He figured if he said it enough times, maybe he would believe it, but so far, no dice.

    Derek was scowling again—seriously, did he want wrinkles?—but he just reached into one of the bags and pulled out a burger, checking what was written on the foil in sharpie before handing it over to Stiles.

    “Of course it’s a date, what did you think this was?”

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    08 Aug 2018

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    Not wanting to think on it took much, Stiles took a step forward and passed his hand between the bars, moving the bleeding side closer to Derek’s mouth.

    “Not too close, he bites.”

    Stiles snatched his hand away just as Derek had been about to lick at it. The snarl he got in response was not comforting.

    “He what?” Stiles asked nervously, turning to Deaton.

    The man looked a little amused. “Don’t worry, only if he doesn’t like you.”

    “Well, he probably hates me, now!” Stiles insisted, turning back to Derek.

    He looked extremely displeased.

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    08 Aug 2018