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  1. Public Bookmark 37

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    22 May 2017

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    Now, on the drive up, all Derek can think of is Stiles. Will he look different? Older? God, Derek hates to even think it, but he hopes not. He wants Stiles to look as he always has—long limbs, light musculature, the softest, slightest hint of puppy fat clinging at his tummy, his cheeks.

     

     

     

    Or the one where I write "Stiles gets chubby in college and Derek loves it" fic.

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    22 May 2017

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    When Derek left Beacon Hills, finally ripping the tether free and remembering how to breathe, how to live again, it was Stiles who came after him. Stiles, who showed up at his door with blazing eyes, looking like he wanted to punch him in the face, but wrapping his arms around him instead, making him grunt in surprise at the raw strength of his embrace.

    “You asshole,” Stiles said, slapping him heartily on the back as he extricated himself, his voice rough under his bright smile. “You couldn’t have made yourself harder to find, could you?”

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    19 May 2017

  4. Public Bookmark 24

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    FINALLY UPDATED! First time on this story since July, sorry, but now I'm determined to finish it up.

     

    Captain Jamie Benn is a NYC firefighter. He pulls Tyler Seguin and his dog Marshall out of Tyler’s burning apartment.

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    14 May 2017

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    "I know," Claude says. "I feel like shit; I know." And it's true: this isn't his first concussion, and it won't be his last, but none of that explains why he constantly feels worried when he's not, and none of that explains why Briere is here, or why he's sitting so far away.

    Or, the trope mash-up where Claude gets hit a little too hard and forgets all about Danny and their soul bond.

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    11 May 2017