rpderek:
[text]: K.
[text]: Dick.
YOU ARE THE REASON
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@femhale
rpderek:
[text]: K.
[text]: Dick.
rpderek:
[text]: Good luck with that.
[text]: I will find out, Derek.
rpderek:
[text]: Cora, I don’t know!
[text]: ...
[text]: Fine. I’ll ask him myself.
rpderek:
femhale:
rpderek:
femhale:
[text]: Liar. I saw him leave the loft.
[text]: Cora. All I know is that he was missing for months and came back with no arm.
[text]: Derek.
[text]: Cora.
[text]: Tell me what happened!
rpderek:
femhale:
[text]: Liar. I saw him leave the loft.
[text]: Cora. All I know is that he was missing for months and came back with no arm.
[text]: Derek.
rpderek:
femhale:
rpderek:
femhale:
[text to Derek]: Just saw Peter sneaking around again. What happened to his arm?
[text]: What makes you think I’d know?
[text]: Do you know or not?
[text]: No.
[text]: Liar. I saw him leave the loft.
rpderek:
femhale:
[text to Derek]: Just saw Peter sneaking around again. What happened to his arm?
[text]: What makes you think I’d know?
[text]: Do you know or not?
[text to Derek]: Just saw Peter sneaking around again. What happened to his arm?
ooc
The pack is full of super cuties, pass it on.
how do you feel about your cousin, malia?
She has a lot to learn. She seems to be catching on quickly though.
I like her. She’s strong. And I can’t really argue with her preferred solution to a problem. A little bloodshed never hurt anyone.
In The Woods || SP
Cora gritted her teeth and kicked the earth beneath her feet, forcing herself forward. She could hear the careful footing of the wolf behind her and smirked. Erica had gotten stealthier and as much as Derek would like to say it was all thanks to him, all of them knew it was the combined effort of the pack that helped all of them advance. Seeing the clearing up ahead, Cora dug her feet into the dirt and sprinted through the forest, only a few feet ahead of Erica.
Sibling Bond
Derek doesn’t usually ask the pack for cuddles, he doesn’t really know how to even if he wants to, so when Cora comes and curls up next to him on the couch, he’s a little shocked. However, he’s not entirely surprised. Out of all his siblings, Cora had always been the one who could read him most easily. Laura had her moments and could usually guess what was on his mind…but Cora, she somehow always knew how he was feeling and why.
When Cora lifts his arm and puts it around her, curling up into his side, Derek huffs. He eyes her for a moment, breathing through his nose and waiting for her to say something. He doesn’t really see the point. They both know what he’s thinking. Why did they have to talk about it?
Cora feels Derek's muscles tense at the physical contact. He's been staring blankly at the television screen for hours and, honestly, if it hadn't been playing a Twilight marathon, Cora probably wouldn't have thought twice about it. But when she'd paused to do a double take she noticed the emptiness to Derek's gaze and the sour scent wafting through his pores. And she knew, like she always did, what was going through his head. It was like her sixth sense. Some people knew ghosts, Cora knew her brother.
Cora glances at him and quirks an eyebrow, waiting. She knows Derek is stubborn about his feelings, but she also knows that he can't keep them bottled up forever. His feelings, and his secrets, are what can break him if he keeps them to himself.
"Derek," Cora mutters quietly, still gazing at him and keeping her face carefully blank. The last thing she wants is to scare the idiot off.
you are the golden age: v. by k.h
rpderek:
*starts the Scott McCall Fan Club*
*starts the Derek Hale fan club*
*starts the Peter Hale fan club*
*starts the You’re All Idiots club*
rpjasonblake replied to your post: rpjasonblake replied to your post: ...
*shakes head and pokes your shoulder* I was just joking, Cora :)
“Sure you are, Magic Boy.”
rpjasonblake replied to your post: “I think both of our alphas are i...
Booooo xD
I think both of our alphas are idiots.
Sincerely, Cora