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Hope you like your Sterek Christmas gift. I decided to mix your likes of meet-cute and meet-uglies with lots of fluff and a passing Jackson & Stiles BFF. I usually only write once a year for this exchange so I hope that my writing skills are up to par this year. Have a great holiday season.

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"Oh…You met how?"

‘Truly ,really, this does not bode well for the rest of winter break,’ Stiles thought as he slumped back into the driver seat of his beloved jeep. Red and blue lights were lit up behind him. Barely in Beacon Hills City limits, and he was already being pulled over. Really if this was Parrish trying to give him a hard time, he was taking it too far. He was already late in meeting his dad at the station to grab dinner, after his drive back from Stanford. No doubt Jordan was looking forward to causing Stiles some trouble. He didn’t have a big brother but Jordan Parrish was a close second.

“Do you know why I pulled you over,” Stiles jolted in surprised as a new voice he didn’t recognize was standing outside of the driver door. Before him stood a tall, grumpy, hot looking glass of water.

Hi Wisty!! I hope you enjoy!!💕 This was so much fun to write. I saw ‘soulmate au’ and ‘happy ending’ and honestly just went bananas😌

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To Be Loved Is to Be Known

Wei Wuxian’s soulmate is dead.

That’s the only explanation he can come up with.

“They’re not dead, you idiot!” Jiang Cheng snaps, rolling his eyes as he shoves Wei Wuxian off from where he’d draped himself dramatically over his shoulders. “If they were really dead, the mark would’ve disappeared!”

“Then why haven’t they used the connection? Not even once?” Wei Wuxian whines, jabbing emphatically at his own left arm where, hidden beneath his sleeves, sits his soulmate mark — a loquat-sized smudge by his inner elbow, white as snow except for a small dot of pale blue near the upper left corner. He insists it looks like a rabbit. Jiang Cheng argues it looks more like a cloud.

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Written On My Wrist

Alec ran his thumb over his own name on Magnus’ wrist. It had been several years, yet Alec couldn’t quite believe the way the letters curled in a perfect imitation of the way Alec signed his own name.

The first time Alec had heard of the High Warlock of Brooklyn, he’d been afraid. The man’s name had matched the name on Alec’s own wrist, and despite his young age, Alec had known without needing to be told that that was a bad thing. After that, he’d realized that his parents pointedly avoided looking at his wrist. They probably had been for years without him noticing.

For a while, he’d been determined to never meet the High Warlock. Surely, he could become the head of the institute without asking for help from that specific warlock. There were many warlocks in New York City. He could pretend that the soulmark wasn’t there, just like his parents tried to.

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Black Cat & Golden Retriever & Another Black Cat.

“Kim. Kim. Kim.”

“We’re not stopping at the shelter again.”

“Kiiiiiim.”

“Going there gives you bad ideas.”

“But…” Chay whimpers. “I just wanted to see them…” he trails off, exaggerating his disappointment.

“You saw them a few weeks ago,” Kim tries to reason. “And we promised we’d have dinner with Khun tonight.”

Chay’s voice, if possible, goes even quieter. “I know…” he sighs.

Happy holidays, sugareey! You're such a wonderful addition to fandom and it was a joy to write this gift for you. Your wish list was a treasure trove of goodies to choose from. I hope you enjoy it!

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Of all the things Stiles imagined could happen, he never thought he’d end up packless.

Getting his throat torn out by a werewolf’s teeth? 

Pfft. He carries a small pouch of mountain ash with him for a reason.

Getting kidnapped, tortured, and beaten within an inch of his life? 

That actually happened. 

More than once.

So, this is my mix of Coffee Shop AU / CEO Derek AU / Omegaverse, all for you! I hope you enjoy it. :) Have a great Christmas and a 2023 full of good things.

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Made to Order

The coffee shop is named Spark, and it has managed to keep its spot downtown on a busy corner for a while now. Stiles is proud, a few years ago this was a dream he and Erica had while they baked late into the night before their pastries and cookies became popular enough that a store didn’t seem like an insane idea, and now they even had regular customers.

Erica still did most of the baking, since a large part of their business involved sending cookies all over the country, and Stiles kept the store running smoothly with the help of their two beta employees: Isaac and Allison.

Pretty good for a couple of omegas, if they said so themselves.

Happy Holidays, Mili!!! I am pleased to announce I’m your secret Santa 🧑🎄❤️

As we previously stated, you gave me a lot of leeway which made this all the more exciting to write! I’ve been having HOTD brainrot so I went with an AU + fluff.

I scrapped this so much ksnsksns. I liked a lot of the versions I had but decided that, in the spirit of the holidays, I’d go with mostly wholesome stuff and barely there background conflicts hehe. I wrote it in a way that I can come back to it later on because I loved making notes about this verse!

It was sooo fun writing this, and talking to you anonymously. I hope you enjoy it Mili!

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wonderstruck

“The nameday of The Realm’s Delight has been the talk of the kingdom.”

Although Jordan’s demeanor is serene, it cannot hide the pride shining within his eyes.

With a quirk of lips, John turns towards the ball before zeroing on the place where Stiles is holding court. He’s talking about dragons, John realizes, if the all-too-familiar expressions ranging from awe to horror are anything to go by.

“Indeed.” John cuts into his dinner, takes a morsel and swallows before continuing. “And the Council has started to inquire.”

Jordan hums. “Do you wish to hear my opinion on the matter, my king?”

John downs the rest of his wine.

I really hope I did your prompt justice and that you like the fic! It's not very often that I write as closely to canon as I can so this was a fun little challenge for me.

Merry Christmas!! ♥

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All I Want for Christmas, Is You

When the first Christmas rolls around where Derek is back in Beacon Hills at the same time as every other member of Scott’s pack, Melissa invites him over for dinner and Derek is pretty sure it’s weird for everyone involved.

Kira’s eyes actually double in size when she opens the front door and sees him standing on the other side, whatever she’d been yelling over her shoulder back into the house cutting off in her surprise.

To her credit, though, she recovers speedily.