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A canon-divergent series wherein Stiles gets to the loft just a few minutes sooner in s3e7, and what happens because of it.
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Stiles pulled back just enough to stare into Derek’s haunted jade eyes, his own flickering with an orange flame Derek had never noticed before. “I’ll fix this,” he said again and the conviction he heard, the finality of his tone, made Derek nod.
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By twenty-eight, Stiles has resigned himself to a quiet life of working in his magic shop, selling Jackson Whittemore fart-inducing tea, and looking after his goddaughter. It's a good life. But the quiet goes to hell when his sister, Lydia, shows up with a crispy werewolf in her trunk and a bite mark on her shoulder, because hard on her heels comes the hottest person Stiles has ever seen, and he happens to be looking for his uncle.
You know, the dead guy Stiles helped Lydia bury last night.
(Or: the Pracitical Magic AU nobody asked for.)
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"What happened with you and Derek?” Jackson asked, licking the foam from his upper lip.
“What makes you think anything happened?” Stiles shot back, taking a big gulp of his drink to avoid elaborating.
“I just found you in a BDSM club in San Diego when last I checked you were happily shacked up with a very possessive deputy sheriff werewolf, nowhere near here?”
... In which Jackson finds lost baby boy Stiles and insists he deserves the best Daddy in the world. Which is of course, Jackson Whittemore.
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Stiles gets hit by a truth spell that makes him want to spill all his darkest, deepest secrets. Derek, knowing how dangerous this can be, hides him away in the loft while he goes to ask Deaton for help.
Which is when Peter Hale finds him.
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“You don’t want to be here when Deaton arrives,” Peter said. “He’ll use you.”Stiles rolled his eyes. “And you won’t?” he asked.
Peter smirked. “Who would you rather have using you, sweetheart?”
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- Part 7 of MsWhich Favorites