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Stiles Stilinski, omega prince of a kingdom on the brink of collapse, is married off to Derek Hale, Crown Prince of Triskelion, in exchange for a military alliance generous enough to feel like a trap. It is.
What no one tells Stiles before his wedding night is that Derek has been feral for nearly two years — locked in his wolf form since a devastating betrayal, unreachable by his own family, a man buried alive inside an animal. The Hales' last hope is the oldest piece of werewolf lore there is: that a true mate bond might give Derek something to surface for.
The thing is, Stiles met Derek once. Six years ago, at a gala, on a balcony. They talked for an hour and never saw each other again. He's thought about it every day since.
Now he's standing in a tower room with a wolf the size of a horse that won't stop breathing him in, and he has to decide whether to stay.
He stays.
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23 Jul 2026
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Merlin can't always use magic to protect Arthur and Camelot, so throughout Merlin's decade spent by Arthur's side, the knights of Camelot teach Merlin a thing or two about holding his own.
Or, 5 times a background knight teaches Merlin a different fighting skill, and the 1 time Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table find out (in the coolest way possible, of course).
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- Part 11 of Living's Standalone Merthur Fics
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26 Jun 2026
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Magical Conclaves, Unions, and Misunderstandings by ChokolatteJedi
Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)
06 Dec 2025
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Just before his 20th birthday, Stiles learns that the Gajos family has a marriage contract with the Hales, and is informed that he will be upholding it. At the same time, he meets someone intriguing at the Magical UN, someone he'd like to get to know better. Assumptions, misunderstandings, angst, and hurt/comfort ensue.
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23 Jun 2026
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Camelot is a lot bigger than the letter suggested it to be.
The buildings here tower at three stories tall, sometimes even four, and that’s only in the lower town. The battlements alone leave trailing shadows over the roads, the stone and brick laid down who-knows how long ago.Merlin clutches Gaius’ letter close, looking down every now and then to recheck the directions. The roads are winding and narrow with more than a few dead-ends.
His offer hangs just under the directions:"Mentor under me and I can teach you the control you seek – a physician’s apprentice is a noble trade not many young men have the opportunity to undertake. Do you understand?"
Merlin didn’t understand at first, not until Hunith pressed a set of Will’s old clothes into confused hands. As tough as it is for a sheltered boy to saunter into a new city to take a position under an esteemed healer – not even considering the illegalities of the implied additional tutelage – it would be an impossibility for even the most headstrong of women.
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20 Jun 2026
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Stiles is dancing.
He's nearly knee-deep in the freeze of it all, a paper bag of roasted peanuts and jellybeans swaying precariously in his hand, lines from the play and laughter spilling from his sugar-salted lips, dancing.
Derek's lungs, twinkling from the sharp, crisp air, forget altogether how breathing's supposed to get done. His heart seems to decide to pick up the slack, and the butterflies in his belly are honestly so juvenile he's a little surprised at himself.
Stiles twirls with the wind and the snowflakes and the height of his damnable ridiculousness, sunshine eyes bursting supernovas when he smiles, all that bright in him just pouring recklessly out. Like it's infinite, endless, like he doesn't have to worry about reaching the bottom and coming up empty. And the fresh snow soaks up all that lovely, reflects it back until even the stars can only stare on in jealousy.
Derek wants to tell him he's being an idiot, wants to tell him he's going to catch a fucking cold, wants to wrap his loose scarf more warmly around his bare, cinnamon-speckled sweet-cream throat.
But he's still trying to remember how to breathe.
[Or: That one with a whole fucking lot of xmas fluff, honestly]
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15 Jun 2026