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    Have you ever wondered what you would do if you could talk to a medieval person? What concepts or things would blow their minds? Well, Merlin used to *be* a medieval person, and now that he's back in the past to fix his mistakes, why not answer that question for everyone.

    Follow Merlin and he says, does, and has things that are normal to us, but batshit crazy to anyone from the fifth century.

     

    (DM me on Tumblr if you have hcs of modern things Merlin would like that you want to see written about)

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    “Okay.” Stiles glanced at his phone, wincing at the battery being close to ten percent. It was probably time to call Scott. Turning off the flashlight, mostly to save battery and kind of freaking out over how dark it was—though the half-moon reflecting off the snow helped a bit—he opened his contacts with shaking hands and scrolled through to Scott’s name. Once he hit it, he put the phone to his ear, looking around, and froze.

    The phone rang in his ear, but his eyes were locked on something big and moving through the trees.

    Oh no. Oh no, no, no.

    If that was a fucking bear, Stiles was fucked!

    The line kept ringing and ringing, but Scott didn’t answer. Eventually his voicemail picked up and Stiles very slowly lowered the phone and hung up without looking, eyes still on the dark shape in the trees. He glanced down for only a second to turn on the flashlight function again, then lifted it ever so slowly upwards, and felt his breath freeze in his lungs.

    It was a wolf.

    It was a motherfucking wolf.

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    10 Feb 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 10

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    Stiles reached for his phone in his front pocket while trying to keep control of Derek’s body with his. Except he dropped his phone and when he course corrected to grab it, Derek slipped over top of him straight into the pool.

    “Stiles, son of a bi-!” Derek exclaimed, splashing into the water.

    Stiles flailed for a second trying to think if he should chance calling Scott right now before getting Derek out of the water but ultimately decided that was the worst idea if Derek couldn’t breathe so he dived in to get him.

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    02 Feb 2026

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    “Stiles did not normally start his afternoon with a stranger in the back of his Jeep, telling him to ‘Be quiet and don’t do anything stupid, or you’ll never see your precious father again.’”

    Stiles isn’t very good at being quiet, and when has he ever not done something stupid?

    In which Stiles is kidnapped by a Hunter with a vicious streak and a penchant for torture, and Derek (and Scott) is having none of that.

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    29 Jan 2026

  4. Rec 98

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    "Why is my name tattooed on your chest?" Stiles asked, frowning at him and the name stamped over the top of his heart. Mieczysław Stilinski

    Derek scoffed. "It's not a tattoo and it's not your name."

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    From the original fic this comic is an adaptation of:
    “What day is it?” Derek demanded.

    “What?”

    “The day! What day is today?!” Derek let Stiles go, but only so he could reach into his pocket and pull out his phone. He tapped at the home screen, and then went so perfectly still that Stiles was pretty sure this guy wasn’t human. No human could stand that still.

    When it was clear Derek wasn’t going to move again without some prompting, Stiles said, “It’s Wednesday.”

    “That’s impossible,” Derek whispered.

    “Not really, it comes around every seven days.”

    “This is impossible,” Derek said again, looking around himself, as if he was searching for something.

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    28 Jan 2026