Guys, I brought Mel back with me. xD

*waves casually* Hello lovely!!!

Safe and Sound || actualpackmom

Cassie padded in on all fours into the Stilinski home when the Sheriff let her in. He was still getting used to the whole supernatural thing and it probably didn’t help much that the alpha would always stalk into the home either with red eyes blazing or on all fours. It made both of them uneasy, but Cassie knew something was wrong with Stiles. He’d been having night terrors from what she’d heard from the Sheriff and he was worried about his son. Cassie had gone to Deaton and found out about the doors of his mind being open… And a shiver went down her spine.

Something was coming, something bad.

Demons, probably.

Cassie didn’t like this.

So here she was, bounding up the stairs on all fours as her furry paws padded along the hallway, the wolf pushing the door open to Stiles’ room before she deposited herself gracefully beside him, snuggling into his warmth. The wolf let out a small whine, wondering if Stiles and Scott found anything when looking for their dead body but as she placed her furry muzzle on his chest she knew something else was bothering him. Stiles was never this quiet.

He's been staring at the ceiling since he and Scott had gotten back. He'd almost left before Scott had returned to him, but then realized that he had absolutely no idea how to get home and had been forced to stand in the freezing forest for, like, an hour while Scott went on some stupid werewolf quest without him and no matter how tired he was, he couldn't let his eyes close.

It wasn't that he didn't need it, didn't think it would help. But he only dreamed when he slept, so obviously - obviously the best idea was to stay awake, right?

He's so spaced out he almost doesn't notice when the large wolf climbs into his bed. It only takes him a moment, however, to reach down and thread his fingers slowly through Cassie's snow white fur. She had featured in far too many of his dreams, and already he was worried. "How am I supposed to know you're real?" He whispers softly, knowing she hears him but not expecting an answer.

          {This is her brother and she’s worried about him, more so than she’d ever say— even though she’s sure that he knows.

                Sitting down on his bed, she pulls him down and then leans back until her back is resting against the wall.}

                        “I love you, do you know that?  Either way, you should because you’re my idiot twin—”

                 {Okay so, she’s smirking slightly right now.}

                        “—and you know that I’ll protect you from what ever demons you’re fighting right now. Get some sleep, I’m right here.”

           {He smiles ruefully as he feels himself get dragged down onto the bed, leaning his head back onto Gemma's shoulder, sighing deeply as he does so.

                    Sometimes he needed someone to ground him, make him realize that not everything was in his mind.}

           "I actually do know that, because sometimes you do nice things, shocker. But - I love you too. And you're the idiot twin here, we can't both be idiots, then who would be driving the car?

                     "And I don't have literal demons. Like, yet. But you make wonderful fair points and I may drool on you, really hope you aren't attached to this shirt."

Break my muse in 15 words or less.

OK, HERE’S THE THING. I DUNNO HOW TO BE FANCY, SO IT’S AN ALPHABETIZED LIST OF URLS.

I LOVE EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU LITTLE FUCKERS, BUT I DUNNO, YEP, HERE YOU ARE.

     So here’s me being a sap and making a follow forever list for getting me past the 150 followers mark! I’m more than grateful to have all of you here and so honored to be RPing with you. I don’t know what else to write ‘cause I’m awful at these things, but thank you so much for getting me here and for keeping me around.

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         {She’s been standing in the doorway for at least ten minutes now and when he starts talking to himself, she takes a step inside, her heels clicking against the floor. 

               The one time she decides to wear her heels rather than her sneakers that she always wore and she regrets it. She was attempting not to scare him, but wasn’t sure the noise was helping.}

                        “Then take one, I’ll stay in here in case you need me.”

           {He blinks slowly, turning to meet his sister's eyes. He winces slightly with each step she takes, even if he's not aware of it. He shakes his head quickly, brushing a quick hand through his hair and forcing a smile}

                     "Can't. Already tried."

          {Tugging slightly at his shirt sleeve, he digs his teeth deeply into his lower lip, scuffing his shoe against the wooden floor. He appreciates the gesture, really, but he's already tried to sleep and has only been taunted by more nightmares.}

"You look exhausted Stiles." Sal leaned over the couch, shaking her head.

He smiles thinly, shooting a glance over at his cousin. "I'll be fine, really. Just having some trouble sleeping, nothing new."

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