※ Archive Of Slash Stories - Part 2 ※

This is an archive for collection of non-canon slash or m/m stories from
◈ 9-1-1 ⇨ Edmundo "Eddie" Diaz / Evan "Buck" Buckley
◈ Hawaii Five-O ⇨ Steve McGarrett and Danny "Danno" Williams
◈ Marvel Cinematic Universe ⇨ Steve Rogers / James "Bucky" Barnes
◈ Merlin ⇨ Arthur Pendragon / Merlin
◈ School 2013 ⇨ Park Heung Soo / Go Nam Soon
◈ Shadowhunters ⇨ Raphael Santiago / Simon Lewis
◈ Suits ⇨ Harvey Specter / Mike Ross
◈ Teen Wolf ⇨ Derek Hale / Stiles Stilinski
◈ The Eagle ⇨ Marcus Flavius Aquila / Esca Mac Cunoval
◈ The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien ⇨ Morgoth Bauglir | Melkor / Sauron | Mairon
...to be continued...
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When Stiles was 8, he foresaw the death of his mother. He thought it was a fluke, but then it happened with other people, too. Now aged 23, he is a recluse and thankfully hasn’t foreseen a death in years. Until one night. Stiles has never been able to save those whose deaths he sees, but something tells him he has to try one last time. Even if it’s him who pays the price.
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Derek grins against Stiles's lips and pulls away slowly, Stiles's bottom lip caught between Derek's teeth. Stiles's pupils are blown wide and Derek muses that if nobody notices the tent in his too tight jeans, he might look high. Maybe he is.
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After an embarrassing break-up finds Stiles crashing on Scott’s couch, Stiles is supposed to be figuring out his life, not lusting after Scott’s gorgeous, but surly, neighbor. When real life catches up with him, Stiles will have to make a choice: move on or make the same mistakes all over again.
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The box is small, reminds Buck of jewellery cases, but it’s leather. He runs his fingers over the top and flips the lid, hands shaking when he looks inside. Eddie’s dog tags are laying on soft velvet, and Buck’s chest seizes, his eyes burning. “No.”
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It's then that Heungsoo looks at Namsoon and thinks with a jolt, 'This isn't the Namsoon I know.'