#twicedrowned

Send "You. Me. Bed. Now." and see how my muse reacts.

Does anyone wanna be really fabulous and give me some supernatural knowledge?

I have this verse where Matt's a beta, and so... would his eyes be gold or blue? Because, technically, he killed people through the kanima - BUT it was Jackson with blood on his hands, and his eyes turned blue (thereby "intercepting" it before it could get to Matt, you know?), and ALSO, the whole kanima thing happened BEFORE Matt was turned.

There's someone on his floor when he rolls out of bed, and he almost screams and falls over before he remembers that he'd taken Matt home from lacrosse practice last night and that this was a totally normal thing to wake up to and he could stop having a heart attack now because it was not a robber.

He nudges Matt with his toe gently, watching almost critically as the other boy rolls onto his back. "Mattie, time to get up. You gotta get home." Stiles says casually as the other blinks awake. "I'm not letting you stay here forever, you know."

Derek starts bolt upright just as the first rays of sun peek into the loft window. It takes him a moment to remember last night, and then it hits him like a brick wall. 

He scrambles into the living room, panicked, positive the beta will be gone. How could he have been so stupid and let himself fall asleep? How could he expect Matt to still be there? How-

Oh. 

There he is, hair still matted with the blood that's streaked across one cheek and the bridge of his nose. He's lying on the couch, curled up into himself slightly to prevent his feet from falling off the edge. His mouth is just open and he's breathing easy. Change from last night, when he'd howled bloody murder and slashed at his alpha with razor claws. Derek doubts he'll remember that today.

Maybe he lets himself look at how 

innocent

p u r e

b e a u t i f u l

Send my character a hurtful truth and see how they react to it.

Another crash of lightning makes Derek's irises stand out red in the half dark. The rain pounding against the loft window almost drowned out his own thoughts, but one was predominately louder than the rest.

Matt could not be allowed out. Not tonight. 

The alpha glanced over at his newest beta and sighed. After finding the teen half-drowned - the second time Matt had been in that situation - Derek had bitten him to save his life. Now, he was remembering how Matt had been before Gerard had tried to drown him. Vengeful. Furious. Bloodthirsty.

And that would only get worse tonight, as the full moon hung suspended in the stormy air. It would only get worse.

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"I admit, you're good looking, but you do need to take a shower."