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    Stand-alone ficlets about Magnus and Alec having heart-to-hearts, mostly between the sheets, mostly super soft and fluffy, sometimes with a smudge of angst, but always with loads of love.

    There's no chronological order, but I try to arrange them in a time-liney way that makes sense.
    A total of 9 parts planned (as of yet).

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    18 Jun 2021

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    Rule one of kidnapping Stiles Stilinski: he is required to be entertained.

    Not that he got kidnapped a lot!

    Or... not like, all the time, at any rate. His being kidnapped seemed to have increased lately, but he attributed that to being distracted more often than usual because of school. Sure, he’d had high school to contend with back in the day, but high school was less demanding than university. He always watched movies where people were out partying it up or solving crime or having huge campus-wide mass murders or whatever and all Stiles wanted to know was where they found the time.

    To be fair, most of them didn’t have the Supernatural breathing down their neck, or a pack constantly coming to them for advice. Like he was the poster child of good decisions, who was dumb enough to believe that? His best friend was a Werewolf because of all his so-called ‘good decisions.’

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    07 May 2021

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    A moment passes. Then another. Derek allows his mind to wander and his senses to settle, hoping sleep will find him. He focuses on the scent of Stiles’ hair, the rhythm of his breathing, the rise and fall of his chest, the warmth of—

    “Did you know that some moths don’t have mouths?” Stiles says, voice sounding loud in the stillness of the room. When Derek doesn’t say anything in response, he clears his throat and continues, “The Luna moth has no mouth. Doesn’t eat a thing.”

    Derek ducks his head, presses his forehead against the nape of Stiles neck with a sigh, and cracks one eye open. He can’t complain. Really, he can’t. He knew what this was when they started dating. He went in with his eyes wide open. And even on the rare occasions he does complain, nobody believes he’s serious anyway. Not any more.  

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    07 May 2021

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    02 May 2021

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    Shane looks down at the medallion in his hand. He doesn’t know why he’s kept it, all these years. He doesn’t know why he’s kept it so close, always on hand. He should have sold it years and years ago, but he never quite managed to get around to it, and now here he is, in the burning building that is his whole life, with nothing else.

    Over the groaning of collapsing wood, he hears Ryan’s voice: “Shane? Shane? Shane!”

    He sounds breathless, like he’s been running. Shane kicks down the cracking front door and exits to the street, tucking the medallion into his back pocket. Ryan is standing right in front of the door, as if he had been about to run inside.

    “Tell you what, Ryan, you really know how to make an entrance,” he says, brushing ash off the front of his shirt and hoping that he’s managed to keep most of the bitterness out of his voice. “So was ruining my life once just like, not enough for you?”

    OR: don't lie to me, you wanted an Indiana Jones AU.

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    09 Apr 2021