10 Works by DropofWater
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This Path is Wreckless by DropofWater
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling, Marauder - Fandom
14 Jul 2023
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"Mismatched puzzle pieces begin to swirl in his mind. The lurching in his stomach when Sirius is close, the heat of Sirius’ hands on him, his body’s reaction to Sirius’ body. All of the pieces are coming together to form one very clear picture.
Without realizing it, Remus has gone and fallen for his best friend."
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Post-Hogwarts, the Marauders and friends attend James and Lily's wedding at an all-inclusive resort.
A Wolfstar fic filled with pining, slow-burn, and the seaside. -
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Draco has had a soul mark burned into his skin since he first showed signs of magic. Since then, he's kept his romantic interactions brief. First dates, one night stands, friends with benefits, but nothing serious. How could he commit to anyone, knowing he was supposed to be with someone else?
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“Derek, I’m going to be completely honest with you.” Melissa squeezes his arm gently. “My stepson-he’s an amazing kid. I love him as much as I would if he was my own son-he’s smart, and sarcastic, and witty, and just plain good. But he’s sick-and he needs a kidney transplant, badly. Like as soon as possible. And you-Derek-you’re a match.”
Derek gives Stiles a kidney and sappiness ensues
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“We had a one night stand six months ago and he just invited me to his wedding. Who the fuck does that?”
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"'No homo,' the teenage boy whispers as he pulls away from kissing his friend. He gently strokes the other males face. 'Full bi,' he adds in a sensuous tone."
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Post-it flirtation
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The one with mood color-changing hair
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Went to an elementary school play last night, and was inspired to write about Hot Single Dad Derek Hale and Drama Club Teacher Stiles
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When Derek's computer breaks, he calls tech support and gets Stiles
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Derek sees a Jeep. He sees a Jeep on the road in front of him and his heart lurches in his chest. His hands tighten on his steering wheel. It’s not even the right shade of blue, and it’s probably about 10 years newer than the model it reminds him of, but it still hits him right in the heart. Still makes him think of Stiles.