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Peter is an Alpha with a very particular taste in partners. It’s not a popular taste, given that most Alphas desire mates who look healthy and strong enough to bear their children while being submissive and obedient, who will cede to their decisions and desires. No, Peter craves someone more...delicate. Small is the word. He likes to tower, to feel large and overbearing. He wants to protect and provide for his little mate in a way they can’t do for themself. He wants someone to worship, to fall before on his knees and beg their affection and acceptance. He wants someone who isn’t afraid to match his wit and attitude without restraint. Someone fierce both in loyalty and in the bedroom.
Yes, Peter knows he can’t possibly find all these things in one person.
Enter Stiles Stilinski, a 5’3” spitfire with pale skin and lean limbs, wide bambi eyes that project an innocence his filthy mouth contradicts. He is perfect. He is everything. And Peter will do whatever he must to convince him of that.
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13 Jun 2026
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Stiles left Beacon Hills, after everything that happened there and the people he almost lost because of what happened every other week he finds that the Supernatural World truly is much more than Deaton tried to tell him. He finds someone to teach him which enteres him into the community, properly this time around. Between college and magic lessons, he's making friends, allies and adversaries all around, gaining knowledge, favors and managing his abilities. But as always, he is good at what he does and strong enough that he gains a name for himself. Enter Derek, Cora and Peter who leave Beacon Hills after one too many clashes with Scott and the monster of the week, accompanied by the decline of their territory or what had been Hale territory for so long. Hearing about a Spark that might be able to help, none of them believed to run into Stiles while there.
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13 Jun 2026
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Mieczysław is an omega, and at 25 he's run out of time to find a mate himself, and has been lumbered with a political match instead. At least until he makes the decision to put his fate in the hands of his people's God. Stepping through the portal to another dimension, he finds himself in Beacon Hills, where the dynamics he had thought was the norm everywhere just don't exist. On the plus side, there is the celebrity alpha Peter Hale in all his devastating glory.
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13 Jun 2026
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Then Ichigo offers the same hand to Xanxus, who automatically does the same, only to feel the earth fall off his feet and their flames touch.
His inner flame, almost always equal amount of Storm as he is SKy, unbalances until Xanxus' arm is bright orange, all Sky and no Storm. Ichigo, whose flame until now was pure orange sunset dips down to dusk, the Cloud-indigo taking over and spreading over his arm.
It's like getting a piece of himself he didn't know was missing, like finally knowing someone always has his six from the distance; it's like a warmth setting over his bones after walking on the snow for too long, like finding a favorite piece of clothing he thought was lost.
They Harmonize.
Xanxus finally has a Cloud guardian.
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Ichigo becomes Xanxus' Cloud guardian. Shenanigans follow.
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12 Jun 2026
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“Just sign up?” Kisuke checked. Yoruichi had just said he should and wouldn’t regret it.
Which was also what she said about joining the Gotei.
“Sign up and not get at least five profiles in a week.”
“Hmm.” The anonymity did hold some—
Ichigo was pointing a finger at him. “And don’t sign up just to troll people. That’ll get you banned before you have a chance for five profiles and won’t count.”
Kisuke grinned. “Why, Kurosaki-kun, one would think you didn’t trust me.”
Ichigo coaxed the butterfly onto his finger and studied it. “Didn’t know you, you mean. Very different. I do wonder how they do this,” he mused, shaking his head slightly.
Kisuke refused to look at the stupid things. “Probably via toxic inks or dyes.”
“You hope,” Ichigo chuckled. “They’re pretty, Urahara, you can’t deny that.”
“I certainly can. They’re tacky.”
“You are determined to hate people being happy, aren’t you?” Ichigo grinned, turning his hand in a well-known ‘take off now’ gesture, the butterfly with its red hearts where eyespots would be on normal butterflies flittering away as if it wasn’t an abomination against taste.
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10 Jun 2026