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    “We have received confirmation that there is a hostage situation in progress at a warehouse compound two hours out of Los Angeles, following a multiple-vehicle pileup on Highway 101 this morning...”

    The one in which Stiles has lived to (legal) adulthood and, along the way, become a bit of a badass himself.

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    “I think I’m dying.” Nothing makes sense – and now Derek has left him.

    “No, Mr. Stilinski,” Deaton says grimly, rooting around in his special cupboard of herbs and remedies. “I’m afraid not. You’re merely suffering from a biological imperative to bear your alpha’s children and strengthen the pack.”

    Stiles considers that for a moment, as best he can with his mind a hazy mess, and then he says quietly, “I think that might be worse.”

    “So, so much worse,” Scott agrees.
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    In which Derek's pack is apparently stable enough to begin planning for the future, and somehow, the universe has decided Stiles is the perfect candidate to bear his alpha's children.

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    07 Sep 2017

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    11 Aug 2017

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    05 Aug 2017

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    At some point in everyone's life, the first words their soulmate will ever say to them will appear in deep black writing on their skin.

    The words fade to light grey when a soulmate dies.

    Sometimes new words replace them, whether they're wanted or not.

    (These were the words Steve was born with, running in a messy, uneven line across his skinny little chest, beneath both his collarbones: You okay, pal? Those jerks didn't hurt ya too bad, did they?

    Steve woke up from the ice in 2011 with the words, Who the hell is Bucky? circling his heart, in printing so precise it barely looked human.

    Steve hated them.)

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    27 Jul 2017