RE-ANIMATOR STARTERS !

uh oh uh oh my little btch radar is blowing up who couldi t be

❛   okay.   ❜   a single nod from the foot of the bed  ,  agreeable  ,  tone resigned  ,  deceptive.   the hand he places on stiles ankle is supposed to be comforting  ,  a shred of genuine sympathy before it’s outweighed with urgency he told him they’d have in warning the night before.   it’s not that he doesn’t feel bad  ,  one look at features and he’d practically been able to feel stiles’ hangover in the air.   it’s that he’d offered reminders  ,  shrugged only after receiving the second version of no  ,  no it’ll be fine.  he keeps this in mind when his grip tightens to pull boy down the length of the mattress by his foot.  stiles makes a noise  ,  when he lands on the floor.  scott dutifully keeps from laughing.   ❛   stiles  ,  we’re so late.   if you think your body’s a temple of doom now  ,  i don’t know what it’ll be when lydia gets a hold of you.   ❜

i’ll blast your ass here and now