#solusintenebras

[littlebrokensurvivor]

"I made you chicken noodle soup."

Wolves didn’t get sick. At least not until its some magical virus, which unfortunately was what Cora caught when she was hanging out with a few boys from a neighboring pack. No point in hiding that snip of information now. Her parents were out of town to deal with that whole situation, so apparently, that left her in the care of her brother. 

Great.

Not that she doubted her brother’s abilities… Okay, she doubted him. A whole lot. Derek was a good big brother, always was. But he wasn’t exactly the nursing type, nor was she the type who liked to lie in bed from a little fever.

"Oh god," the teen exclaimed, taking a peek at the bowl her brother set beside her. "Are you sure it’s edible? I’m already sick, food poisoning is the last thing I need right now." 

[littlebrokensurvivor]

[text] You need to choose, us or them?

{Text} Stop being so bloody dramatic{Text} It’s one family dinner{Text} I’ll be at the one next week{Text} Think of all the times I’ve covered for you

[littlebrokensurvivor]

[text] You need to run far and run fast

{Text} I’m not leaving without you. {Text} What the hell is going on? 

[imawxlf-archive]

Of collars and chains;

            It was not oft that such a creature would be offered to sold, though from his impressive pedigree and sire record, the number clipped to his name was blissfully out of reach for so many eager breeders. He was of good stock, a brilliant display of the raw power that came with a wolf, but so obedient and keen to a stern hand. Derek was a perfect candidate to fill the empty space at her side, a strong willed creature that would be good for company and even better to keep her life intact and steady.

    And such a beautiful creature he was.

              Yes, he would do quite well.

         Logan adjusted the sleeves of her blouse gently, her eyes straying from the floor up to the seller who looked quite shocked to have his asking price for his prized wolf to be offer and paid in full. "Come now," She sighed, tapping the edge of her watch with an impatient finger, "I would quite like to take my pet and be on my way, sir. Do not try my patience, you have your money, now where is my dog?"

[haleandback-archive-blog]

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solusintenebras replied to your post “ooc”

Rick, you misunderstand the situation completely. This isn’t about whether you can take it or not. This is about them─it is always about them. It’s about damn time you grew up and realised that once and for all.

Not sure if this is sarcasm or not because of text. It reads like sarcasm which makes me want to hug you. [instertfuturmaoverusedfrymeme.jpp]

[littlebrokensurvivor]

“Oops”

8. Your character walking in on mine in a revealing costume.

"Derek!" she hollered, grabbing the blanket off her bed and wrapping it around her. "Don’t ask. Don’t tell! Don’t even start with the shit we learned in health class!" the teen rambled with her back still to her older brother. "Out. Out. Out!”

[regifidelis]

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solusintenebras replied to your post:ooc

No but now I am associating Skittles to characters─Derek is sour, Stiles is regular, Scott is Wild Berry, Isaac is Tropical…

                     Stiles says he will have five of each for the first round, and then he has expanded his order to include five full backs of each. Please, and thank you.

[shroudedheart]

solusintenebras replied to your post “I’m here, poking my head in and lurking.”

*waves*

#heyhey~