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thestilinskishere

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Raul was hold up in a cave, waiting for the people to pass by. He'd caught the scent of a fire and his wolf had reacted. Now he was hiding and waiting for control to return.

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❝Why are you staring at me like that? Is there something in my teeth?❞

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Richie gecko annnnnd Lydia Martin?

From FDTD it’s a girl. *hint* and Teen Wolf is completed haha.

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seth gecko and Allison Argent

Almost right. Try again!

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Jordan looked over at Malia, unsure of what was going through his head. They were safe, both of them and he gripped her by the shoulders, pulling her in for a firm kiss.

Malia let out a very soft squeak as Jordan pulled her close, the action taking her completely unawares. But after a moment, she kissed him back.

"Wh-" She cleared her throat. "What was that for?" She asked after pulling back, looking up at him with wide eyes and a slight colour to her cheeks.

#don't know if you mind reblogging asks #so i did it as this instead #c:#itsnotvenison #kiss meme inv

Road trip? || itsnotvenison

Tess had always considered herself a rather rational, balanced person, and though that classified as lying to herself - she'd had her fair share of self-destructive moments in the past two centuries -, she'd never truly been reckless, especially when it came to the full moon. So it came to a surprise when she looked down at her arm and saw the bite the werewolf had managed to land there during their struggle. He was a young one, Scott's newest Beta - Liam, she thought his name was -, and she'd tried to play nice, to avoid hurting him, but he'd been too out of control for her to bring him back to sanity. And now there she was, in the middle of the woods, her arm bleeding and her fate most certainly sealed.

Elijah had given her two vials of Klaus' blood, but she'd run out of those months before, so she had no viable way out of this predicament. Unless... unless she drove to New Orleans. Which, in all honesty, seemed like a very poor plan, considering how fast the venom was and how stupid it would be to try and embark on an almost two days drive on her own, with the hallucinations and fever crippling her. Calling Elijah wasn't an option, he was in the middle of a war in the French Quarter, which left her with two plausible options: die or ask for help. She wasn't particularly fond of the former, so instead, she decided she needed to find someone who could drive her to New Orleans. The first one she thought of was Scott, after all, she'd been trying to get his Beta under control, but she knew that there was no way she was going to ask a teenager to drive her across four states. Derek was out of the question too, given his own precarious condition of receding werewolfness.

There was another name that came to her mind, one she'd read on the hit list. She decided to make her way to him before the venom started kicking in, and ran at full speed through the town. She could worry about awed witnesses later. Within minutes, she was at the police station, but much to her frustration, he wasn't anywhere to be found. She compelled one of the agents to tell her his address, and she took off again, knowing that she was wasting precious time. She was in front of his house ten minutes later, relieved when she saw the lights were on. She knocked, repeatedly and hurriedly, and when the door finally opened, she didn't hesitate to speak. "Parrish, I need your help."

#itsnotvenison #starter #verse: teen wolf #para: road trip #[ it came out a tad bit longer than expected XD whoops? ]

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Jordan just really wanted to be a doctor that his patients trusted and that felt like they could talk to him about whatever it was they needed it to. Whether it be in sessions or in situations like the current one. He didn’t care as long as they trusted him because maybe, just maybe, he understood their situations a little better mainly because of his own mother.

”You’re welcome, Malia.” He watched as she wandered into her room, the way she set it out was strange to him but he wasn’t going to judge her. if she felt comfortable then it was fine by him. He shook his head at her next words and folded his arms across his chest.

“If you want to talk, we wiil. If you don’t want to talk, I can Just leave you to relax…”

Jordan gave her a small smile and was happy to do whatever she was comfortable doing. He was there to talk if she wanted it.

Did she want to talk? Maybe a little. There weren't many people in this place Malia felt relatively comfortable around. But Doctor Parrish was one of them, definitely. She looked up a little hesitantly, then gave a small nod of her head.

"Are--are you allowed to shut the door if we talk? I don't like people eavesdropping."

She wasn't going to hurt him why hurt someone who had let her back into her little sanctuary? But she knew the orderlies wouldn't like it.

"I don't like Mendez. He makes me feel uncomfortable."

It wasn't necessarily anything important. He probably made a lot of the residents feel uncomfortable. But when Malia was confonted, or scared she was stubborn, got angry. Mendez didn't help that situation. He was always putting her on edge.