Baba_Yaga



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    A last desperate measure, last foolish hope, last chance. Of course it went wrong.

    (It's your usual time travel fic and then it just isn't.)

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    09 Dec 2018

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    02 Dec 2018

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    “What’s your name? I can’t keep calling you Balto.”

    “What’s yours?”

    “Stiles.”

    Derek raises an eyebrow. That isn’t his real name. There’s no way. But now he thinks about it, he has a vague memory of someone, probably Uncle Peter, telling him that with the fae, names have power. “I’m Miguel,” he says.

    “Lie.”

    “Are you trying to tell me your real name is Stiles?”

    Stiles runs his tongue across his teeth and considers Derek carefully. “Fair enough,” he says, “Miguel it is.”

    Grabbing his groceries and pocketing the change, Derek turns to leave; he’s nearly at the door when Stiles calls out, “By the way, Miguel, if you’re interested, it’s two for one on bags of kibble at the pet store down the street.”

    Derek doesn’t look back, doesn’t hesitate, just raises a hand and flips him off on the way out.

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    11 Sep 2018

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    Major Infinity War spoilers.

    The year is 1977. Thanos arrives on Earth, intending to wipe out half of humanity. During his invasion, he meets the seven-year-old Tony Stark and decides to adopt him.

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    06 Jul 2018

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    January seventh. Seven days since the start of 2015, and seven days since his father’s death.

    The bastard, he thinks bitterly. The past year Derek Hale had made it blatantly obvious that he hated his scrawny guts, taking every given opportunity to shove him up against a wall, growl threats in his ears and roll his eyes whenever he stepped into the room, muttering some snide comment about how spastic or idiotic he was.

    So why did he fucking volunteer to take him in?

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    19 Apr 2018