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Attention: This blog as been turned into an archive, and Erik has been “reset” and moved to a new home. Please, if you’d still like to play or converse with him and so forth, I’ll be happy to. I didn’t unfollow anyone on this account. This post has been queued and assigned to repeat for at least two weeks.
Attention: This blog as been turned into an archive, and Erik has been “reset” and moved to a new home. Please, if you’d still like to play or converse with him and so forth, I’ll be happy to. I didn’t unfollow anyone on this account. This post has been queued and assigned to repeat for at least two weeks.
Attention: This blog as been turned into an archive, and Erik has been “reset” and moved to a new home. Please, if you’d still like to play or converse with him and so forth, I’ll be happy to. I didn’t unfollow anyone on this account. This post has been queued and assigned to repeat for at least two weeks.
Attention: This blog as been turned into an archive, and Erik has been “reset” and moved to a new home. Please, if you’d still like to play or converse with him and so forth, I’ll be happy to. I didn’t unfollow anyone on this account. This post has been queued and assigned to repeat for at least two weeks.
Attention: This blog as been turned into an archive, and Erik has been “reset” and moved to a new home. Please, if you’d still like to play or converse with him and so forth, I’ll be happy to. I didn’t unfollow anyone on this account. This post has been queued and assigned to repeat for at least two weeks.
Attention: This blog as been turned into an archive, and Erik has been “reset” and moved to a new home. Please, if you’d still like to play or converse with him and so forth, I’ll be happy to. I didn’t unfollow anyone on this account. This post has been queued and assigned to repeat for at least two weeks.
Attention: This blog as been turned into an archive, and Erik has been “reset” and moved to a new home. Please, if you’d still like to play or converse with him and so forth, I’ll be happy to. I didn’t unfollow anyone on this account. This post has been queued and assigned to repeat for at least two weeks.
Attention: This blog as been turned into an archive, and Erik has been “reset” and moved to a new home. Please, if you’d still like to play or converse with him and so forth, I’ll be happy to. I didn’t unfollow anyone on this account. This post has been queued and assigned to repeat for at least two weeks.
Attention: This blog as been turned into an archive, and Erik has been "reset" and moved to a new home. Please, if you'd still like to play or converse with him and so forth, I'll be happy to. I didn't unfollow anyone on this account. This post has been queued and assigned to repeat for at least two weeks.
This is a note that my blog has now become an archive and I am moving Erik to a new blog (same url) and restarting him. If you'd like to follow him, go right ahead. I just need to hit the redo button on him. He didn't really form the way I wanted him to and this is me pretty much ripping the page from the notebook, and starting over. <3
transxformative:
“Don’t I feel special?”
[Erica doesn’t unfold her arms, but she does a least turn completely to face him. He’s truly sorry, she can at least tell he isn’t lying about that. But it somehow doesn’t make Erica feel much better.]
”I can protect myself. You should have called me, Erik. Or asked for help or at least told me where you were going…”
[Her arms drop to her side and she shrugs uselessly.]
”…I was scared.”
[ I was scared. It is clear when those words were spoken, they pierced Erik deeper than any claw or fang could. He opened his mouth, and closed it again. Excuses. That was all that would come from his mouth and after those words cut into him, that was something that didn't need to be brought out. ]
"I was selfish, but thought i was being selfless."
[ He doesn't move, and lets her have her space. He reads her body language, and cants his head to the side. All the while his eyes never leave hers. The one trait about him, he would always look whoever he talked to in the eye. ]
"I thought calling you would put you in danger. I didn't mean to frighten you."
derekthemaster:
Derek nodded.
"A heads up would have been nice, you know." he commented, scuffing a boot through the dirt.
He looked up sharply at the mention of the Alpha and raised an eyebrow.
"So… is is take care of? You don’t sound like an Alpha."
"You're observant - that's comforting." Erik muttered, took another sip of the coffee and then reached out his hand to cup his brothers neck. His thumb traced the pulse underneath the skin and he shook his head.
"She wasn't there. Something is driving the packs out."
<- is guilty of being ridiculously attached to their rp partners.
wolf-boy-stiles:
{ He couldn’t sleep, as was usual the past few weeks, and nothing helped cure a restless night like a walk through town. At least, that was the excuse he’d come up with for being out so late. But really, what did it matter? He couldn’t sleep and didn’t feel like being home. He was fine. Until a shadow coming forward caught his attention}
"Nothing like being super freaking creepy. Jesus, Chrsit. Give a guy a heart attack."
"We wouldn't want you to keel over that way."
[ Erik said and took a step forward. He had came, discovered, and left. A fleeting ghost. The connections he had made had been abandoned as if they were nothing -- at least in appearance but they were more important to him than he would ever let on. ]
"It's not safe in Beacon Hills right now to wander in the night."
transxformative:
[…no. No it isn’t. Not for Erica, at least.
She just glares at him, eyes tired but no less irritated.]
You do that a lot? Buy girls shoes, kiss ‘em and then skip town?
[ He deserves the glare, and much worst from the she-wolf in front of him. He doesn't look down, or advert his gaze from her because that was not the man Erik was -- or had become. He simply took a step forward and shook his head as he spoke to her softly. ]
"You were the first girl I did that with and to. I didn't want you to get hurt. Not by the pack who was after me - but you still got hurt, regardless, only it was by me. That's my sin, Erica. I'm sorry."
