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23 Jan 2026
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“The mating ritual has commenced. The human now belongs to the Hale pack.”
“I have a name,” Stiles mumbled.
“What is it?”
The voice was rough, as if biting into the delicate skin of Stiles’ throat had taken concerted effort. Stiles’ eyes flitted open, looking at his Werewolf-husband for the first time.
“Oh, my God,” Stiles groaned. “You’re hot.”When Stiles is caught breaking ancient Pack law, he’s given two choices: be killed or become mate to some Werewolf he’s never met before.
He chooses what he hopes will be the less lethal of the two options.Bookmarked by Tseballe
20 Jan 2026
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What Is a Scientist’s Favorite Flavour of Gum? by LawfulSlab
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)
04 Jul 2025
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“Let me be clear: it would require a huge sacrifice,” Price said, and Soap got the feeling Price was now addressing him and only him. “A lot of things would still change. But, if we do it, we wouldn’t have to add anyone new to the team, and we’d fulfill the requirements of the mandate.”
Price looked around the room slowly, finally landing back on Soap.
“Sergeant MacTavish, you’re the one we’re asking to make this sacrifice.”
This time he was sure everyone was looking at him. He squared his shoulders, tried to shrug off the apprehension Price’s words inspired, and faced Price head-on.
“You know I’ll do it if I can, Captain. Tell me what you want me to do.”
Price took a breath, hesitated, then cleared his throat. The air was still and thick. No one else moved a muscle.
“Soap, there’s no delicate way to say this. We want to bitch you.”
Soap’s ears started ringing. He felt his face go hot.
“Come again?”
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Consensual Bitching AU
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31 May 2025
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The first time Stiles saw him, he thought “shit, my boss is gonna kill me.”
No one ever claimed that Derek was good with feelings.
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“Derek!” Laura grinned mischievously. “Say hello to your new assistant!”
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"I don’t need an assistant." Derek’s growl was low, his eyes flickering dangerously between their natural shade and something darker.
"Yes, you do." Laura's voice was firm, though her smile was sharp. “Peter needs one too. Should I assign Stiles to him instead, Derek?”
"No." Derek’s voice was tight, his nostrils still flaring, the red flicker in his eyes stubbornly lingering.
"I didn’t think so." Laura’s tone was smug as she placed a hand on Stiles' shoulder. The growl that rumbled from Derek was immediate, low and threatening. His eyes widened for a brief moment before he forced his teeth to clamp shut, cutting it off.
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31 May 2025
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“Because, Stiles.” He hesitated, testing the words on his tongue before finally speaking. “You’re a kid. You don’t know what you want.”
That particular ugly expression – of something hurt, displeased– flashes across the boy's features again. “And you chose this child, so–”
“Give me a break,” Derek snapped, standing abruptly. “You think I chose this? You think I had a say in what my wolf did? You think I would ever choose a child? Choose you?”
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Wolves mate – and the fairytales make it sound so easy. But Derek’s wolf chose Stiles long ago, and he’s spent every day since pretending it didn’t. He never acted on it. Refused to. That had been the line. He’s not... a monster.But now he’s back, thrust into being an alpha with blood on his hands and a pack on his shoulders, he can’t keep the hunger at bay. It slips through his claws, ends up on bruised skin, and the way he watches Stiles like he’s already his.
Maybe he has always been the monster the hunters whispered about.
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29 May 2025