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    Stiles is the spark that can get shit done when others can't. Talia is President of the United States.

    And Derek? Gets kidnapped.

    It's a lot more complicated than that, however.

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    14 Jan 2018

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    The whole palm-reading ability thing was not something that was ever on Stiles' radar (or the D&D-style stat sheets he'd made up for everyone after the cave adventure of senior year). He can manipulate mountain ash, sure, and the occasional spell if it's simple enough, but any trace of precognitive abilities? Nada. Instead, he gets the occasional glimpse at people's palms and learns way more than he needs to know about strangers - that the waitress at his favorite pizza place has about six months to live, and the mail carrier's ten days from meeting his soul mate - stuff that has absolutely no bearing on Stiles' life and, honestly, is of no use to him whatsoever.

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    03 Jan 2018

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    There was someone in Derek's house. He was on his way back from a hunt, licking blood from his muzzle when he heard the sound of smashing wood coming from inside. Derek snarled quietly, leaping up onto the back deck without a sound. He paused in the doorway to the living room, eyes burning red in the dim light. The boy whacking the wall with a moldy piece of timber was different than the ones who had come before. He wasn't laughing, wasn't enjoying himself as pieces of rotten flew from both the wall and the wood in his hands. He smelled of sadness and desperation and anger, and when the piece of wood in his hands finally splintered the boy sank to his knees and cried.

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    03 Jan 2018

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    “You know this would be easier if I could figure out what the hell I even am,” Stiles retorted before he could stop himself.

    “We can discuss that, if you’d like,” Deaton said, as glacially calm as he always was.

    Stiles sighed, hearing the instruction behind the blandness.

    “A druid is a defender,” he recited, “a warlock’s adept at warring, a magician mimics, a wizard hordes wisdom, a mage is a maker, a sorcerer summons, a spark-”

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    Or, Stiles is a magical -something he's still trying to figure out- but it's hard to be a druid's apprentice, act normal despite his epic crush on Derek Hale, and not let his tenuous control of his abilities out him at every turn.

    Which is about when a magical cat suddenly decides he's Stiles' familiar. Because of course that's what he needs in his life.

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    02 Jan 2018

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    "You've been in love with him since we were nine years old. That's ten years. You ought to let him know. At least see if he has a dance available."

    "We're friends," Stiles finally said, because that was the important point. "He's my closest friend, after you. There's no sense in destroying that because of my ridiculous infatuation."

    (Or, yet another historical romance AU.)

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    01 Jan 2018