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"Quieren a Wen Ruohan muerto", continuó el Patriarca ociosamente. "Quieren que sus marionetas cadáveres sean eliminadas. Quieren que sus salones sean quemados hasta los cimientos y que sus soldados sean destripados y pidan clemencia. ¿Estoy en lo cierto?"
Volvió a esbozar una sonrisa afilada.
"¿Pero qué me darán a cambio?"
"Estaríamos dispuestos a ofrecer bastante a cambio de la derrota de Wen Ruohan", admitió Lan Xichen. "Pero me temo que no sabemos qué desea un inmortal como tú. Por favor, infórmanos".
El Patriarca hizo un gesto con la mano al frente de la tienda. "Quiero al Segundo Joven Maestro Lan".
(En el que la Campaña Sunshot termina por un matrimonio concertado con el Patriarca Yiling, y Lan Wangji sufre el mortificante calvario de enamorarse de su propio esposo).Bookmarked by Hada_210
09 Jul 2026
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el hogar es donde estamos by evirtual3
Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, 陈情令 | Los indómitos (TV)
22 Dec 2022
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Jin Ling sabía que no había ninguna posibilidad de que Wei Wuxian accediera a visitar el Muelle del Loto, pero no podía ignorar que la negativa siempre le dolía.
No lo entendía. Los dos hombres claramente se preocupaban el uno por el otro, a su propia y extraña manera. ¿Por qué no podían simplemente hablar el uno con el otro?
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Los Juniors deciden usar uno de los nuevos inventos de WWX con él. No sale según lo planeado.
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"It's a cold night, detective. Wouldn't you be better off inside?" Stiles drawled as he dropped down to the precinct roof from a neighboring building.
Detective Christopher Argent tensed, but didn't turn around. He was stood facing out to the city, leaning against the hip-height walls of the rooftop.
"Solaris. I could say the same to you," The detective spoke gruffly.
He was Stiles' favourite cop, probably one of the only ones he actually liked. Chris wasn't corrupt like the others, he had a real sense of justice. He didn't necessarily approve entirely of what Stiles did at times, but he never said anything against it either.
"I have the power of the sun at my fingertips, I'm never cold if I don't have to be," he murmured, right behind Chris now. "How's Peter?"
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Stiles is an anti-hero by night, working in the chaos of the corrupt Serpent City, and a Forensic Science student by day. All he wants is to change the system, even if he dies trying. An unfairly gorgeous detective and lawyer duo keep distracting him, though. Will everything change when they learn his true identity, or will he gain the support he didn’t know he needed and stop running from his heart? -
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After the kanima fight in the warehouse is over and the dust settles, everyone leaves. Everyone except for Stiles—and the newly resurrected Peter Hale.
Stiles has one last loose end to tie up: Gerard Argent. But that leads to the discovery that Derek's Betas have been kidnapped again, giving Stiles yet another list of enemies he needs to remove.
And, all the while, Peter Hale won't leave him alone.
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three triskeles, two soulmates, and one giant secret by Hedwig221b for scribespirare
Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)
25 Dec 2025
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Sometimes, Stiles thought about telling him. It wasn’t even a thought, but a fantasy of him kissing Derek first thing in the morning and kissing him goodnight, of not going into separate bedrooms after a tiring day. He dreamed of making that one step further and putting not only his chin on Derek’s shoulder when the wolf cooked breakfast, but his hands around Derek’s waist, dreamed of taking his hand and threading their fingers, dreamed of kisses and sex and shared life.
It wasn’t this young puppy love. It wasn’t lust, though it was there. It was a years-long, deep, chronic ache. Bittersweet. Overwhelming. Sometimes, it didn’t let Stiles breathe, and other times it was the only thing that made him do it.
Stiles’ confession would destroy them, but not Derek. Because Derek would get up and lift his chin again.
If the alpha was brave enough to cover Stiles’ body from an imminent threat, then maybe it was time for Stiles to get brave, as well. The wounds may never close, but if Derek rejected him… it wouldn’t matter.
Nothing ever would.