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"I have… shit to deal with! I told him I needed some time, just like I told you.”
“Holy fuck, I didn’t think you were serious about that.” Kaitlyn looked shocked and a little impressed. "Kinda figured Ryan would be carrying you out of here bridal style.”
“Kaitlyn,” he’d laughed, “I’ve got, like, 40 lbs on the guy.”
"You didn’t see what he was like while you were out, Dylan. Dude was beside himself. He would have found a way!"
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After surviving a night of werewolf attacks and a traumatic field amputation, Dylan takes some time to adjust to his new normal. He wants to know that he can take care of himself before he's ready to act on his enduring feelings for Ryan. It seems like Ryan is willing to wait but when the time is right he’ll be more than happy to... lend Dylan a hand.
Bookmarked by ScreamingBucket
21 Apr 2024
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“Dylan—” Laura tries to stop him, tone gentle and understanding, but she knew there would be no stopping him. She knew this was just something he had to see for himself.
His own mind was trying to stop him, screaming at him not to do it. To just… stop before he jumps feet first into the pit of pain he’s dug for himself. But it only lasts for a moment, and then he’s yanking the sheet down.
He just… he just stares.
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An almost purely angst fic where Dylan survives the night, but Ryan doesn't.
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24 Mar 2024
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“Dylan?” came a deep voice. “Is everything alright?” Fuck, Ryan. He didn’t want the other boy to see him like this, he was a total mess and he didn’t even know why.
“I’m okay.” he mumbled into his knees, avoiding eye contact with the person in front of him.
“No, you clearly aren’t.” his voice was soft and stern at the same time. “What happened?”
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Dylan has a panic attack and Ryan helps himBookmarked by ScreamingBucket
27 Dec 2023
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The team can't quite seem to figure out which of them is Spencer's best friend. A battle ensues, bets are taken, and eyes are rolled.
"Fine, fine, you know what? Let's put some money on this," JJ says, a competitive twinkle in her eye that reminds Derek of the first (and only) time he'd challenged her to a game of pool. "Whoever gets Reid to admit that they're his best friend gets all their paperwork done for them for two weeks. Work split between the losers."
Derek, JJ, and Emily all lock eyes, jaws clenched with a determination that Penelope would find laughable if it weren't so goddamn embarrassing.
"You're on," Emily says first, patting the sticky table hard. "Get ready to be neck-deep in paperwork, you two. I always win."
Derek rolls his eyes. "As if." He gets up from the table and throws down a few bills to cover his portion of their check. "You girls are gonna eat. My. Dust."
Bookmarked by ScreamingBucket
05 Oct 2023
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this is so funny and amazing and perfect. the ending is just *chef kiss*
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Derek has been in a lot of bad situations. This one easily makes the top five. Or would, if Dean and Sam Winchester were actually acting like the sadistic psychopaths he expected them to be. Instead, Dean is referencing Star Trek, Sam is comforting Reid, and Derek has never been more confused.