justlurkinghere: (did you just make a Buffy reference?)
Now that the goddamn hormonal issues all over the island seemed to have disappeared over night, Derek had actually had a good night's sleep. Though, that might have been due to falling asleep on the couch to some horrible Netflix movie suggested after that sad rodeo clown thing.

Or the fact that Stiles was currently using his arm as a pillow. Oh god, was that drool?

"Move."

He wanted his arm back and to glare at you for daring to drool on him, Stiles.

[[OPEN FOR ALL THE THINGS]]
justlurkinghere: (creeper in the woods)
He'd expected Stiles and his friend Scott to come back at some point or another. Whether it was for the inhaler or because the boy had been bitten by whoever it was that killed Laura, he'd expected them to come. So it wasn't exactly hard to pick up their clumsy footsteps coming through the woods.

Derek creeps on teenagers. It's kind of a thing. )

[[NFB, duh. Taken from the episode Wolf Moon]]
justlurkinghere: (all chained up)
After an evening of vigorous cuddling, Derek found himself awake. And back in his right mind.

And handcuffed to a bed.

If that wasn't enough to make him extremely uncomfortable and ticked off, there was someone drooling on his chest. The same someone who had handcuffed him to the bed in the first place.

He gritted his teeth, tugging hard on the handcuffs until the metal creaked and groaned under the strain. Someone was going to die for this weekend. Die horrible. He would murder the island itself.

[[for the mate-no-more, up early for le slowplay]]
justlurkinghere: (girl!Derek - is thinking about clawing u)
Derek was used to not always being what was considered a 'normal' shape. He was even used to sudden changes between normal and abnormal. But that didn't really prepare him for this morning. So, thanks for that, Fandom. Thanks a bunch.

His phone ringing was what woke him up, of all things.

"'lo," he muttered, not about to leave the warm cocoon of his sleeping bag in the cool morning hours. Look, he lived in an abandoned mansion. This isn't that shocking.

"...is Derek there?"

Derek frowned, taking a deep breath to focus on what the hell his sister was saying. "What? Laura--" Wait a minute. Waaaaait a minute. His hand went to his throat, then moved down to where there were new things on his chest. "What."

"Okay, I'm going to pretend this didn't happen and you're going to have my brother call me back," she said before abruptly cutting out. Explaining this was going to be the worst thing ever.

He was going to have to kill someone. Simple as that.

[[Establishy! Unless you have reason to be there. Creeper.]

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