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    “We should have him over for dinner,” Lydia says. She’s inspecting a pair of stilettos, weighing them carefully in one hand. They would look lovely on her and the price tag is nowhere near enough to dissuade her. Beside her, Stiles snorts, shuffling sideways so that a mother and her squalling child can pass by. “That would be sending entirely the wrong message, Lyds.”

    She rolls her eyes and passes him the shoe box. “Nonsense. It’s what you do when you wish to court someone.”

    “Pretty sure all the rules are different when he knows what we are and may think we’re planning on having him for dinner.”

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    23 Jun 2018

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    Stiles is ten when he saves the Hales from their burning home and Derek from a wolfsbane bullet, and this establishes a pattern that seem to continue indefinitely.

    "Then he's facing a burning home, and he wraps the hood of his sweatshirt around his mouth before he pushes the door open and steps inside. There's Mr. Hale asleep - he hopes asleep - on the couch, next to - Stiles thinks that's his brother but there are so many Hales, who can keep track. He rushes over and starts shaking him, can see the rise and fall of the man's chest so he knows he's alive, but he's not waking up.
    He shoves away his hood so he can shout, "Mr. Hale! You have to get up, there's a fire! Mr. Hale, get up!" Nothing, he's not even twitching, both of them taking in deep even breaths like they're having the most peaceful of rests, and Stiles is going to cry. "Wake up, wake up, wake up!"
    There's a moment, where all Stiles can hear is the blood rushing in his ears and not the roar of the flames or the creak of wood, then with a violent, silent pop it's all back and both of the men are gasping awake, eyes open and jumping to their feet. "

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    12 May 2018

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    The Pack, after college, graduate school and the starting of careers, comes back to Beacon Hills. Nothing's gotten less complicated after all this time.

    Based on a kink meme prompt that grew legs and got serious.

    Note: This is a whole lot of pack!fic with a very slow build Derek/Stiles.

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    07 May 2018

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    There's something weird about Beacon Hills that Stiles can't quite put his finger on. The way everyone in town knows his name the day he arrives. The way they insist the melancholic howling that echoes through the forest every night is just a dog. The way his dad denies getting a dog, even though Stiles comes home to find one sprawled across his bed, some big black thing whose eyes gleam red in the right light. The way that massive oak tree out in the woods vibrates under his touch, pulsing with sickly life.

    There's something weird going on in this town, and Stiles is determined to get to the bottom of it.

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    06 May 2018

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    Parson gestures with his spoon toward Hawke. “So am I allowed to ask about the service dog or is that not PC?”

    “My medical history is more of a 3rd date conversation," Eli says.

    “Oh? Why’s that?”

    “Because. No one sticks around afterward and I like to live in glorious denial for a short period beforehand.”

    It comes out more self-deprecating than he intended.

    Parson looks…thoughtful. “Well, does this count as one or two?

    “Pardon?”

    “This. Ice cream. I mean, technically it’s a second location, but still the same night. So is this one date or two?”

    “One,” Eli says firmly. “If it’s happening within the same three-hour period.”

    “You’re the expert,” Parson says, which, he’s really, really, not, but ok.

    “So still two dates to go then?” Parson continues.

    “I—what?”

    “We’ve got a roadie coming up but then we’re home for almost two weeks. When does your semester start?”

    “You want to do this again?” Eli asks.

    Parson stops idly twirling his spoon.

    “You don’t?”

    He does, Eli realizes. He really does. Because apparently he actually likes Kent fucking Parson.

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    17 Apr 2018