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Jackson needs a pack. It's not easy to admit, but he needs one, especially under the circumstances he was turned into a werewolf. The issue is, the Hale pack isn't really a pack. It's a ticking time bomb that's bound to end up with more dead bodies.
Mark his words, he's going to leave this shit town behind him. Leave this pack that hates him, this Alpha that abuses him any chance he gets, this place that literally fucking killed him. He'll get out of this hell he's trapped in.
And he does.
He just never thought it would include Stiles Stilinski.
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Someone in the Camelot (Merlin) has rooted out a spy on the council. This anonymous person (who is obviously Merlin) put this accusation into a long letter, full of evidence from a thorough investigation and infiltration of the spy's circle within the staff. Arthur is remarkably impressed with this mystery detective (again, Merlin) and becomes set on uncovering their identity.
Merlin didn't think things would get out of hand. He only wanted to get rid of the spy publicly and legally, so he forewent the magic and decided to conduct a counterintelligence mission for months to gather evidence the old-fashioned way—like anyone would! But suddenly Arthur is searching for him, and magic or not, he learned a long time ago to stay in the shadows.
George is so tired. It is so obvious. King Arthur is disappointingly unobservant, and George cannot take this much longer.
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- Part 6 of Living's Standalone Merthur Fics
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As everyone should know, the combination of Gwaine, boredom, and alcohol, does not bode well. Especially for a certain manservant who hasn’t had a drink in over two years.
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Merlin gets drunk and ends up revealing too much
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Everyone loves the cute high school sweethearts but for some reason when people ask how they got together they always talk about car accidents and restraining orders.
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The first werewolf Stiles ever sees is a goofy looking dude with floppy brown hair and a crooked smile, leaning up against a black camaro outside the high school, wearing an oversized leather jacket, surrounded by half a dozen other preternaturally beautiful girls and guys, also in leather. Also probably werewolves.
They look like they stepped right out of Twilight and it’s not subtle.