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    Peter makes it a point to know who every student at Beacon Hills High School is. Even if they're completely unremarkable, he likes to know the basics about them. He's a senior, still a child according to his sister, but he's tapped to be her right hand, her enforcer. It's his job to know about everyone that could be a potential threat. She calls him paranoid, he calls it practicing. So when a new student comes, the first in a long time (in years really. No one moves to Beacon Hills.), Peter pays attention.

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    The one where Stiles is a new student and Cora's new best friend. Derek is traumatized after Paige, Peter's trying to keep his pack safe, and why does Stiles smell so weird?

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    16 Mar 2020

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    Quentin is a cute and cautious introvert with a rich inner fantasy life. Eliot is a glorious, glamorous, lonely mess. Their lives collide on Quentin’s most favorite and Eliot’s least favorite night of the year: the night midway between Christmas and New Year’s. A blackout during a blizzard makes things complicated. A bike accident makes things disastrous. Or does it?

    A coffee shop AU (but without an actual coffee shop), snowed in AU (in the middle of Manhattan), and holiday AU (for secular people). And there are six or seven beds (but only one arctic-rated double-wide sleeping bag near a cozy fireplace). Alternating POV (Quentin/Eliot).

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    09 Mar 2020

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    “And then you’ll give it to me good? Show me what I’ve been missing all these years?” Jaskier whispers, like speaking any louder might break the moment, might shatter the adoration worn so proudly on Geralt’s face. He brings a hand up, trails his fingers idly through Geralt’s chest hair. “I want you to take me apart and put me back together again, new, in your image. Want to feel you inside me long after you’ve gone. I want you to finally, finally show me how a witcher fucks.”

    “I don’t speak for all of us.” Geralt reminds him, burying his face further into the curve of his neck and inhaling deeply. But, unable to resist, he treats Jaskier to a slow and steady roll of his hips. It punches groans out of both their chests, vastly different pitches but at their core the exact same sound for the both of them. “Don’t fuck for all of us, either.”

    “Then show me how /my/ witcher fucks. Heaven knows you’re the only one I’ve ever had eyes for anyway."

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    17 Feb 2020

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    Jaskier sees the world as it could be: full of beauty. He’s bright in the face of despair, and he spins tales of virtues long lost in the shadow of men’s hearts.

    The world plays favourites.

    Vignettes in which Jaskier is a bit more magic than expected, Geralt is a little kinder, and they meet in the middle.

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    12 Feb 2020

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    And now Stiles is younger than Peter has ever known him, perhaps five years old, although Peter's never been particularly successful at gauging kids' ages. His clothes had shrunk with him. He'd be adorable dressed in tiny jeans and plaid if not for the miserable expression on his face and the tears in his eyes.

    "Well," Peter murmurs, placing the cup holder onto the table and taking a long sip from his own cup. Only in Beacon Hills. He hopes that this isn't permanent; he rather likes Stiles the way he is, even a little too much. "You are, of course, not getting any of this coffee."

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    17 Jan 2020