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    “I used to think I couldn’t be trusted. With people. With—anything I might lose.”

    Abby doesn’t interrupt. Jinu keeps staring straight ahead, eyes on something far away.

    “I thought if I let anyone close again, I’d ruin them too.”

    Abby doesn’t joke. Doesn’t smirk. He just shifts, lets their knees touch. He looks at him and says, “I’m still here.”

    Not a promise. Just truth.

    Abby has abs. Abby also has centuries of blood on his hands, a smile so practiced it’s practically a weapon, and a crush on his emotionally unavailable demon war captain that he would never call love. Not out loud.

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    23 Jun 2025

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    Stiles very slowly reached up with both hands and covered his neck as best he could before whispering, “Are you Vampires?”

    “What? No.” Derek couldn’t help the small laugh of disbelief that slid up his throat, crossing his arms defensively over his chest. It didn’t matter that he was thousands of years old, or that he was bigger and stronger than Stiles was. Somehow, he was pretty sure once this conversation was over, Stiles was going to be able to crush him like a bug, and he hated that feeling.

    “Didn’t you say he was smart?” Boyd asked.

    “Hey,” Stiles insisted, turning to him with a glare but not removing his hands from his neck. “Vampires is a perfectly logical guess in this case. And he said I was right on the Supernatural front. Vampires are Supernatural.”

    “He said you weren’t wrong,” Boyd corrected. “Not that you were right.”

    “Well, the opposite of wrong is right, so...” Stiles gave him a look, but turned back to Derek relatively quickly, as if realizing he was delaying his own answers.

    “We’re not Vampires,” Derek said, then let out a small sigh before admitting, “we’re immortal.”

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    Or: The Old Guard AU nobody asked for (except me).

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    04 Jun 2025

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    “Talia was just telling me an interesting story,” his dad informed him. Stiles didn’t have the nerve to glance over at him, because he knew no matter how much he argued, the proof was all there. The wolves had found him, Parrish had picked him up on the side of the road, he had a fucking picture on his phone. He was screwed. No point in arguing, all it’d do is piss his father off even more.

    “You don’t say,” Stiles offered slowly. “What uh—you know, I like stories. Is it a uh, good one?”

    “It seems to be a matter of opinion,” Talia said with another kind smile. “I hear you had quite the night last night.”

    Okay, time to cut his losses. He was already fucked, all he could do was apologize and hope she didn’t press for him to get fined and arrested. Given he was her husband’s friend’s son, he had high hopes.

    “I’m really sorry,” Stiles blurted out. “It was stupid and-and irresponsible and just—I am so sorry. I shouldn’t have crossed into your territory. I should’ve known better, I do know better! It was a complete lapse in judgement and I am just—I am so sorry.”

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    28 May 2025

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    “I am not Bella!” he insisted, shaking his fist angrily at Jackson, as if he’d been the one to suggest he was. “I am not Bella! I am, like, a Jacob, at least!”

    Lydia made a noise of debate from his right and he whipped around to look at her.

    “What?! What was that sound?!”

    “You’re more of a Mike,” she insisted, shrugging neatly and flipping some curls over her shoulder.

    “Wha—” Stiles had never been so offended in his life! “I am not! No way! I am a solid Jacob!”

    “Mike,” she argued.

    “Who’s Mike?” Scott asked.

    “Shut up, Scott!” Stiles insisted, pointing a finger at him but still glaring at Lydia.

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    06 Apr 2025

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    “I apologize.” The cop finally looked back up at his face, seeming thrilled. “It’s just—it’s been so long. And we finally have you.”

    That was a bad word. Not found.

    Have.

    Stiles wrenched his hand free and took a step back, but before he could even think up a gameplan, he felt a prick in his neck and jerked away, reaching up to slap one hand against it and twisting in the same moment.

    One of the others had come up behind him while he hadn’t been paying attention, and his vision began to swim even as his eyes caught sight of the half-empty syringe the guy was holding.

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    03 Apr 2025

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