Multimka
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"Take me away," Stiles breathes when Peter opens his door.
He's soaked through, heavy rain drumming against the stiff line of his shoulders, mud cached up his pants, his arms, teeth-clacking, bone-clinking shivers wracking harshly through him. He feels cracked open, desperate, hollow, and there's a tight, blistering ache in the back of his throat begging him to cry, to spill out all his secrets, his terror, his misery.
"Alpha," he murmurs, crumbling, nearly whisked away by the harsh winds, and Peter's eyes go molten, from ice to lava in a split second, the liquid magma in those irises so entrancing that Stiles, roughly, helplessly, raggedly, repeats what can only be a benediction, "Alpha."
Peter growls, rough and low, and drags him inside, shutting the door behind him a little gentler than he'd expect, but then, Peter is always doing things gentler than he'd expect.
He fucking drowned him gentler than he would've expected, and isn't that just... his life in a nutshell.
[Or: Peter is protective and violent, Stiles is fucked up but surviving, and they elope to canada to see the northern lights.]
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29 Jun 2026
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Stories in the same verse as 'Safe Place to Hide Away'. The main story is that one and the subsequent fics will be snippets of life after the main story wraps.
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28 Jun 2026
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Neil doesn’t normally care about art until he finds a series of paintings that feel eerily familiar in what they capture. They pull at something he had not expected, and with only a pseudonym to go on, finding the artist proves frustratingly elusive.
When the trail finally leads to a surname and a gallery talk, attendance becomes non-negotiable for both him and Kevin. Whatever the truth is, it is personal to Neil, and he has never been one to let things go.
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31 May 2026
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“But Neil’s only attracted to you.” Kevin argued on principle. Mr. Neil “I Don’t Swing” Josten was notorious for his eyes for Andrew and Andrew only.
“And apparently, you.” Andrew sounded amused by this, like his boyfriend finding their mutual friend Kevin Fucking Day attractive was something to laugh about. “I don’t care. I want him to try if he’s interested. He’s interested in you and I know you’re attracted to him, so if you and him want to have sex this weekend, you have my permission.”
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31 May 2026
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"Is this congratulations?" Deaton asks quietly. Stiles still has his eyes closed when the pressure on his belly disappears, only to be replaced by the swipe of paper towel over his skin. "Or condolences?"
It takes another breath or two, and a quick scrub of his hands over his face, for Stiles to open his eyes again. A part of him is disappointed to be greeted with a black screen on the ultrasound machine. A bigger part is on the verge of a breakdown.
"I'll have to get back to you on that."
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06 May 2026