Just fyi, I have
a tumblr now, yay. I'm still getting the hang of it, but it's not as newfangled as I thought. *temporarily leans old lady cane up against a wall* School's okay so far, too. I'm really tired, but it's not challenging yet. I've decided to read more for leisure again, so I ordered
Shadow and Bone and all of
Nightrunner. Can't wait for
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Naturally Foreordained Events
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The languid smile on Peter's lips drips off like fresh paint in rain, when he takes in Derek's wide eyes, his heaving breaths - Stiles's still, still form, the blood that stains both boys.
“Bring him in,” Peter directs, grim as Derek's ever seen him. Derek does as he's bid precariously, arms hooked beneath Stiles's knees, Stiles's head lolling against his broad chest. They don't move very far into the freshly repaired Hale house. Peter points Derek to a new sofa, not even commenting on its potential to stain, then calls Isaac in to aid him.
“I can do it,” Derek says, and he means the words to growl, but they don't. They stutter off into silence. Peter levels him with a pointed glance. The fight seeps out of Derek. He gives Isaac a curt nod - both you can do this, pup and please, save him - before he lets Peter shoo him out ( ... )
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I fear for the world more with Peter as the dimension witch.
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