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    Qifrey’s formal robes were a piece of art in their own right. Bankrolled by Beldaruit as a final graduation gift, they were a pale smoke, nearly white, and from what Olruggio could remember the golden embroidery was a sight to see. It vined along the bottom hem and wrapped organically around his throat, and when Olly had seen them for the first time he hadn’t known what to say. Qifrey had stepped forward to speak to him and he’d simply stared until gently reminded that he was still, in fact, capable of speech.

    (Truthfully, just an elaborate set piece to put both dads in formal robes for an evening.)

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    27 Jun 2026

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    I lived with this hunger long before the Hail Mary. This is nothing new. I’m fine.

    Right up until Rocky asks another question.

    “When last time you touch other human person skin, question?”

    Oh. Oh no. “When I… a few days after I first woke up here.”

    Rocky starts to relax for a split second, but then tightens when something occurs to him.

    “Grace crewmates dead when you wake up. You said this, statement. You not even know your own name, remember nothing, see dead bodies, confirm?”

    I nod, because if I open my mouth I will gag.

    “When last time Grace touch ALIVE human person, question.”

    I swallow thickly. I don’t answer aloud because I know Rocky can hear the hitch in my breath. My stomach churns with fresh bile. He senses my vital signs tick over into stress patterns and goes very, very still again.

    “Grace. When last time, question.”

    I clench my jaw so hard my temples ache, and beg him with my eyes to just stop.

    “Grace. Please say not when… when Evil Stratt humans put you to sleep.”

    I can taste grass.

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    AKA: Grace starves for more than just food on the journey to Erid.

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    15 Jun 2026

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    “Bringing me trashy books and complaining to the administration about my treatment,” Peter looks back at Stiles, blue eyes sharp, “are you trying to be my friend, Stiles? After Scott and your father had me locked in here?” He arches a skeptical eyebrow.

     

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    03 Nov 2025

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    Two and a half years after being Bitten, things are finally starting to settle enough that Alpha Scott McCall can start looking beyond his nearest neighbors and repentant enemies for alliances. Naturally, he starts with the Hale Pack; everyone in his Pack is from Beacon Hills (or has at least lived there for a while). They all miss their families, even if they honestly haven't had time to visit since everything started. For that, they need permission, and it would really be simpler for everyone if they didn't have to formally ask every time they wanted to spend the weekend in good old BH. Plus, there was the thing with Stiles.

    Everything gets a bit more complicated when Alpha Hale suggests she might be interested in one of the more old-fashioned alliances.

    Stiles has never been one to let an opportunity pass him by.

    (This started life as "Okay, but what if Stiles volunteered to be married off" and went from there. It's two parts exposition, one part fluff, and one part me trying to avoid writing any politics in my Political Marriage!AU)

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    05 Oct 2025

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    Captivity easily destroys the will of escape. It can break the fiercest of animal. It can strip the most regal man and woman down to nothing but animal needs.

    Captivity can, if met with unwavering determination, shape a person into something unimaginable.

    Stiles is sixteen when he's captured. Stiles's first thought is, "I won't die here."

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    21 Sep 2025