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  1. Rec *

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    Shane doesn't love making decisions. Ilya does. Isn't that convenient?

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    14 Apr 2026

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    Maybe if the video ended there, Shane thought, it would be okay. Okayish. Still incriminating. Still a fucking disaster. Still embarrassing, to have his breakup with this beautiful actress filmed and disseminated on Reddit of all fucking places, but not a nail in his coffin, burying him alive. But the video didn’t end there.

    “Can I ask if you’ve ever been with another guy?” she had to ask.

    And he, tears visible in his eyes, had to nod.

    Just once. Just a single nod.

    Why did he have to nod?

    “Have you ever told anyone that before?” He shook his head. “Was it different? With a guy?”

    “Of course.”

    Of course.

    “Was it better?”

    “Yes.”

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    Shane’s conversation with Rose is secretly recorded. Months later, after the All-Star game and Ilya’s confession in Russian, the video gets leaked online. Shane is outed to the world while Ilya is in Russia, and must now finish the 2016-2017 season with the entire world in on his secret.

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    16 Jan 2026

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    “This is Detective Derek Hale. Remember, we brought him on from the omega victims unit?”

    Derek Hale holds a gargantuan alpha paw out to Stiles for shaking. Stiles glares at it for a moment, eyes flicking desperately to Jordan for approval without thinking about it. He hasn’t moved or done anything without Jordan’s permission in so long he can’t help himself, and everyone in the room notices. Derek Hale most notably. He looks at Stiles’ reaction, looks at Jordan, and slowly retracts his hand. “No talking to alphas, is that it?” There’s accusation there in his tone, but it’s veiled. Thinly. But it is veiled.

    “He can talk to whoever he likes to talk to, he just doesn’t like alphas,” Jordan corrects firmly. “Stiles, shake his hand.”

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    05 Oct 2025

    Bookmarker's Notes

    When I say this has earned a spot as one of my fav fanfics of all time, I mean it. Yet again, this author has delivered a fic with meaningful social commentary, very real characters, and heartbreaking scenes. This fic had me full out sobbing. If you've spent time around people with traditional values, particularly your family, like I have, than this fic will feel like it was pulled directly from your head. It's so real and heartbreaking at some points that you feel hopeless, and then you get giddy over Stiles being flustered about Derek having tattoos. Please, PLEASE read if you like sterek. Imo this fic should have a million kudos, literally one of the best in this entire fandom

  4. Rec *

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    “I apologize.” The cop finally looked back up at his face, seeming thrilled. “It’s just—it’s been so long. And we finally have you.”

    That was a bad word. Not found.

    Have.

    Stiles wrenched his hand free and took a step back, but before he could even think up a gameplan, he felt a prick in his neck and jerked away, reaching up to slap one hand against it and twisting in the same moment.

    One of the others had come up behind him while he hadn’t been paying attention, and his vision began to swim even as his eyes caught sight of the half-empty syringe the guy was holding.

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    05 Oct 2025

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    “I’ll pay you to stop going around with other werewolves.”

    Stiles pushes Derek’s hand off of him, and Derek lets him. Stiles sits up. Derek sits up. They stare at one another. Stiles tries to laser through right to his dumb idiot fucking brain. “What did you just say?”

    “I mean it,” he says, and of course he does, because he means everything he says, is not one for saying things he does not mean. “I’ll pay you whatever you want if you only sleep with me.”

    “This is not Pretty fucking Woman,” Stiles barks at him, and now, for whatever reason, he’s insulted. “You can’t just –“

    “Why not?” He demands.

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    04 Oct 2025

    Bookmarker's Notes

    I shied away from hardcore BDSM fics for a while because I read a few really bad ones that represented it poorly years ago. This fic has gotten me completely back on the wagon. The bdsm isn't a central focus, but it's still so fucking well written, like everything else in this fic. Genuine social commentary and very real relationships and emotions all around. I felt so connected to Stiles' desperation to be loved in this fic, which a fic hasn't done for me in a while. This is one of my favorite sterek fics ever, please read if you're okay with BDSM fics