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  1. Rec 16

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    “Stiles talks over him. ‘Yeah, yeah, yeah, I’ve heard it all. We’re old, we’re married, blah, blah, blah,’ he says, leaning closer to Scott and kissing him. He runs a hand under Scott’s shirt, bringing it up to his chest and using his fingers to lightly brush over a nipple. Scott jerks, and Stiles smirks against his mouth. ‘That’s hot, dude.’

    Scott groans.”

    or, some future sciles where they're married with kids.

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    08 Jan 2019

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    So long ago the details were lost to time, people began creating guardians of the dead. They were made from dogs, dogs who were buried in graveyards before anyone was laid to rest, their spirits arising as black dogs, bound protectors of the human dead.

    Steve had always wondered what would happen after he died. He hadn't expected the answer to be 'wake up in the cemetery he'd been buried in', but here he was, some kind of ghost, and he could see the trees through his hands. It wasn't so bad, and he wasn't alone—a sleek black dog, golden eyes glowing bright, was happily waiting to greet him.

    Decades later, on what was supposed to be a quiet, peaceful, definitely-not-life-changing walk through the woods, Bucky stumbled across an abandoned cemetery and into the impossible.

    (It's a ghost story and a love story and a story about dogs.)

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    31 Aug 2018

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    Bucky was just here, he was right here. This can’t be all that’s left.

    Well, it’s not all that’s left, not quite. There, in the pile of ash that used to be Bucky Barnes, already drifting to scatter across the soil of Wakanda, to dissipate in the air, to be nothing but dust on Steve’s hands and in his gasping mouth and in his lungs—left there, in that ash and dirt, are his gun, and his left arm, gleaming dully in the sunshine.

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    17 May 2018

  4. Public Bookmark 7

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    Stiles thinks he's spending Christmas alone

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    29 Dec 2017

  5. Public Bookmark 16

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    make it last all year.

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    26 Dec 2017

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