[thoughtitwasguacomole-deactivat]

“ maybe you just imagined it? people some   times imagine things when they’re grieving. “

[ievolvd-blog]

"I guess- but it's been three months. I don't want to believe that she's still out there alone."

[ifthemoneysgood]

     “ Is that why you’re doing that thing with your face? I thought you were just sleepy.”

[ievolvd-blog]

"Yes, that's why Im doing this with my face. It's fun."

[thoughtitwasguacomole-deactivat]

“ derek, she’s been dead for nearly    three months. there’s no way you saw her. “

[ievolvd-blog]

"I dont know who it could have been, It looked just like her. Bow and everything--"

[nottobecrossed]

“Then what are you doing out here?”

[ievolvd-blog]

"I live here. What's your excuse?"

[ifthemoneysgood]

      “ What the fuck is a ‘smoulder’? You’re not smoking.”

[ievolvd-blog]

"Smoulder is a look, It's like a puppy dog face."

[ievolvd-blog]

deathspuppet

"Im telling you lydia, I saw her. I saw Allison--"

[ievolvd-blog]

nottobecrossed;

"Bit late to be out in the woods isnt it?"

[ievolvd-blog]

ifthemoneysgood;

"You're telling me that this smoulder does nothing for you?"

[ievolvd-blog]

starter call!!

[ievolvd-blog]

———- wait, can you reblog if you don’t mind random starters appearing in your tag whether it’s fluffy, angsty, etc. and if you actually reply to them when they do? just wanna see how many people do tbh.

[ievolvd-blog]

“It’s a mortal wound and right now                                          I’m feeling pretty mortal.”

[milshrink]

I guess so. Alex kept his expression steady as he inhaled through his nose. Not exactly the response he was hoping for. But then again, what was he hoping for? Did he even know? Nodding slowly, the detective set the chair back up, rose to is feet, and turned to leave. Slowing when he reached the doorway, he paused in it and turned back towards Derek, images of the last two weeks fluttering through his head. Not just the investigation, but the intimacy. That spark that seemed to form between them again. How close they’d become again, both emotionally and physically. And now that all had to be sacrificed so they could go back to doing whatever it was that they did.

“I love you,” He said quietly for the first time since they’d seen each other again those two weeks ago.

[ievolvd-blog]

Derek could feel the tension in the room shift. He sighed to himself low enough that Alex wouldn’t be able to hear it. His inner voice was screaming at him to not let Alex go. He didn’t want to wait two more years before seeing him again. But Derek also knew that keeping Alex here was selfish and would only delay the problem. He knew that Alex would ask him to come to New York again and he just wasn’t ready to leave Beacon. 

“I- hope you have a safe flight.” 

[milshrink]

“Nah,” Alex said, grabbing a chair and puling it up to the table where Derek was working. Leaning back in the chair, he balanced it on its rear legs and crossed his arms. “They caught the darach terrorizing New York. Idiot fell right into the Sheriff’s trap.” Taking in a breath, the werejaguar held it, then slowly let it out. “So I guess this is it.”

[ievolvd-blog]

Derek looked up his shoulders relaxing as the tension was taken away. He sighed and rolled his neck around. He’d been up all night and his muscles were stiff. “That’s a relief.” He looked at Alex for a moment before turning to look out the window as if he was waiting for something. And he got it-- “I guess so.”

[justkirayukimuraarchive-blog]

“I’m sorry. I’m checking there weren’t any traps or anything. Are you okay?”

[ievolvd-blog]

“Yeah i’m fantastic. Where’s everyone else?”

[ievolvd-blog]

[ievolvd-blog]

“Did you need something? I’m sorta busy--”

[ievolvd-blog]

justkirayukimura

‘Are you going to stare at me or help me down?”