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    There, in the early morning sun, stands Scar—still shirtless, his back to Grian. His wings have dried out during the night, and Grian was right, those feathers need preening—but they're still stunning. Scar’s wings are massive, his wingspan stretching out what looks like almost twice his length.

    At first Grian thinks they're yellow, like a canary. There's a joke at the tip of his tongue. Then he steps closer and they shimmer golden underneath the light. Grian stares at them, fascinated.

    “Damn,” he breathes out, and Scar startles and spins around. His wings get in the way and he stumbles, almost falling to the ground if it wasn’t for Grian holding him up.

    “Oops,” Scar laughs sheepishly. “Hi, Grian.”

    “Hi, Scar,” Grian smiles, exasperated but fond. “How are you feeling?”

    “Better,” Scar says, and his wings slowly flex. “I, uh. Might have wrecked our home a bit. Thrown some furniture around. Accidentally. These are so unwieldy, I don’t know how you don’t walk around constantly knocking things over.”

    “You mostly get used to it,” Grian says, amused.

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    21 Oct 2025

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    It's a cold, empty cave. Scar is sitting next to a stalagmite, leaning on it, his back to Grian. He's hunched in on himself, carefully placing torches around.

    "Scar," Grian says, and his voice echoes through the dark. Scar doesn't twitch.

    "Hello, Grian," he says, not moving to look at him. "To what do I owe the pleasure?"

    "What are you doing here?" Grian asks. The silence is loud here, reverberating across the room. "Did you burn down my base, Scar."

    This time, Scar does turn to look at him, barely a shift of the head that lets Grian see half of his face. There's something dangerous in his eyes.

    "You didn't need it anymore," Scar says, and Grian stammers.

    "I—what do you mean, I didn't need it? It's my base! It's our base, even! What's gotten into you, Scar?"

    Scar scoffs. Grian hasn't heard a sound like that come from him in ages.

    "Sure," Scar says, mocking. "Our base." He turns back around. "Just leave me alone, Grian, and go play house with your new little soulmate."

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    21 Oct 2025

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    “Look, you don’t want to be soulmates with me, fine, but I need you to at least acknowledge it, and promise me you won’t get us both killed by jumping off some cliff—”

    “I’m sorry, what?” Scar is still looking at him with that confused face, and Grian clenches his teeth.

    “Look, Scar, I’m not stupid,” he grits out, stomping closer to him until they’re almost nose-to-nose. He can feel his wings flaring out behind his back. “If you don’t want me then—then fine, that’s your choice, but I’m not letting you just—avoid the truth! And act like you don’t even know, right at my face!” Grian closes his mouth with a click, breathless. His hands are sweaty and there’s an ache in his chest, hollowing out the space behind his ribs. Scar is still looking at him with those impossibly green eyes.

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    21 Oct 2025

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    It smells like smoke, that's what wakes him up. It doesn't smell like burning wood, which would really freak him out, it just smells disgusting like—

    Stiles takes a very deep breath. “ISAAC, I AM GOING TO WRING YOUR FUCKING NECK IF YOU'RE SETTING DOG SHIT ON FIRE AGAIN!”

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    In which Stiles is the oldest sibling to a fucked up family and it's his job to make sure they don't end up dead, meth addicts, or in juvie. And then Derek crashes into his world and makes everything a little bit more interesting.

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    “I can help release some endorphins,” Jayce offers. “It might not do much, but we have an hour until I drop you off.”

    “What, you’re going to play some music? Try to make me laugh?” Viktor raises an eyebrow. “Do you think you’re that entertaining?”

    “No,” Jayce shakes his head. The light turns green, forcing Jayce to break out of the moment. But he doesn’t give up on the subject. Instead, his hand moves further up Viktor’s thigh. “I mean, in another way.”

    or: Viktor spends Thanksgiving with Jayce.

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