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Splintered // Chapter 15 // Clear Calculation in It's Eyes

Nora had been to one end of Beacon Hills and back by this point but she was finally at the last spot. Chris had installed a proximity grid around the school after a bus driver had been killed. He said it went off a few times the night before so it was worth checking out. She doubted it was the Alpha and more likely to be kids sneaking in to sit on the bleachers and drink. She had spent many a Friday night much the same way many moons ago.

Boy did she wish that was all it was as she noticed two vehicles parked by the school.

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Splintered // Chapter 15 // Clear Calculation in It's Eyes

Nora had been to one end of Beacon Hills and back by this point but she was finally at the last spot. Chris had installed a proximity grid around the school after a bus driver had been killed. He said it went off a few times the night before so it was worth checking out. She doubted it was the Alpha and more likely to be kids sneaking in to sit on the bleachers and drink. She had spent many a Friday night much the same way many moons ago.

Boy did she wish that was all it was as she noticed two vehicles parked by the school.

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Splintered // Chapter 14 // Meet Violence with Violence

The deeper Nora walked the worse she felt, she could swear that someone was watching from the trees but every time she looked she could hear a laugh that twisted and turned to something more chilling and familiar. It made her check her hands a few times to make sure they weren’t sticky with blood.

The laugh seemed to be coming from everywhere. She must have been walking for a long time because the forest suddenly seemed so dark. She felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand up a split second before she was face down in the dirt.

She expected the Alpha but the body on top of her’s was decidedly female, “it’s been quite some time since I got the drop on you,” she could smell the slight hint of bourbon on Kate’s breath.

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Splintered // Chapter 14 // Meet Violence with Violence

The deeper Nora walked the worse she felt, she could swear that someone was watching from the trees but every time she looked she could hear a laugh that twisted and turned to something more chilling and familiar. It made her check her hands a few times to make sure they weren’t sticky with blood.

The laugh seemed to be coming from everywhere. She must have been walking for a long time because the forest suddenly seemed so dark. She felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand up a split second before she was face down in the dirt.

She expected the Alpha but the body on top of her’s was decidedly female, “it’s been quite some time since I got the drop on you,” she could smell the slight hint of bourbon on Kate’s breath.

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Splintered // Chapter 14 // Meet Violence with Violence

The deeper Nora walked the worse she felt, she could swear that someone was watching from the trees but every time she looked she could hear a laugh that twisted and turned to something more chilling and familiar. It made her check her hands a few times to make sure they weren’t sticky with blood.

The laugh seemed to be coming from everywhere. She must have been walking for a long time because the forest suddenly seemed so dark. She felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand up a split second before she was face down in the dirt.

She expected the Alpha but the body on top of her’s was decidedly female, “it’s been quite some time since I got the drop on you,” she could smell the slight hint of bourbon on Kate’s breath.

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Oooo since I’m back writing TW fics….

Nora Argent

1. Has more scars than tattoos but the tattoos mean more

2. Has a soft spot for assholes including Stiles & Derek of course

3. Will literally burn the world down to keep Allison safe

4. Knows way too many movie and tv references

5. Can take you down with a broadsword before you knew what happened

Gabriel

1. Put more than one scar on Nora’s body

2. A little too good at the whole werewolf claws to the back of the neck memory thing

3. Knows how good he looks and doesn’t let you forget it

4. Loves to paint, sometimes not with traditional mediums

5. Love torture even more

Reblog this post with 5 facts about your current OC muse!

I’m trying to learn more about y’alls OCs, but stream-lining it into one place.

#oc: nora argent #series: virago #oc: gabriel

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I just…… I have thoughts……. FML

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two guys, a girl & the apocalypse ↳ #disaster ot3 (affectionate)

#oc: sadie moon #fic: two guys a girl & the apocalypse #friends ocs #kam tag #queue a bitch

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“beg for it.” Nora x Derek

Sometimes Derek needs something a little more. It had been one of those weeks where he needed to lose control a little bit. Some time where he didn’t have to be an alpha. 

Nora was perfect for this. She’d mix just the right amount of aconite into a drink for him. Just enough to dull his healing but not his senses. He never asked her how she found this magic amount and he was sure he didn’t want to know.

Then she’d strap his hands and feet down using something he couldn’t break on his own, he’d tried multiple times.

“What’s your safe word?” She’d ask whisper soft, the picture of innocence with her red hair softly waving down her back and her blue eyes glowing in the low light.

“Trapezoid,” Derek swallowed and it seemed to echo through the loft.

When they first picked safe words the story had been he hated math. One day in the cuddling aftermath Derek explained it better. When Kate had seduced him she was the substitute math teacher, they were doing geometry and she used helping after class to get in his head. The word would snap him back quicker than anything and Nora promised never to make him use his safe word, so far he hadn’t.

Nora was quite enamoured with Derek, she trusted him and he trusted her especially with this. She knew how big of a thing it was for him. And to be honest it was for her, no one had trusted her in years.

Once that was done she slowly trailed her fingertip from his big toe across his leg. When she got close to his very naked midsection her finger dipped in slightly to just brush against his balls. Making sure not to touch his cock. She smirked at it’s twitch when she got close and felt his sigh as she moved on. The finger mapped his internal musculature, Derek closing his eyes and his body relaxing into the bed.

To him it felt like hours but he was sure it was only moments. The longer it went the harder he got, and she still hadn’t even touched his dick. At this point she’d touched every spot on his body that she could reach. But she just started the process over. Derek knew it had been a rough week when he couldn’t last much longer than the first couple passes today. 

“Please,” he whispered.

“You’re sure you’re ready?” she asked a note of concern in her voice.

Derek nodded, and it felt like so much effort.

“I need to hear you say it Derek,” her voice more commanding, “beg for it, beg for it or you won’t get it.”

“Please Nora,” it was on a breath, “I need it.”

She could feel the conviction in his voice, and as always that first strike on his leg made his eyes jump open. They tried to flare but with the aconite in his bloodstream it was just a flash and gone. The second strike of the batton was across his chest, this time the aconite working better. The more strikes the more it stung. Derek couldn’t hear anything outside of the blood rushing in his ears and the sound the batton made on his flesh. He could feel tears of relief streaming down his face, his mind emptying of all the stress and worry.

Instantly the strikes stopped, “are you there yet?” her voice soft and it felt like her breath spanned every bruise on his body.

Derek nodded and normally she would make him speak but she knew how bad this week had gotten to him, she dropped the batton starting to kiss his damaged chest as she swung her leg over and got on top of Derek. 

It didn’t take either of them long to reach their peaks. After Nora collapsed forward causing Derek to hiss slightly. But as she laid there a constant weight on his chest he relaxed back onto his bed.

“Thank you,” he whispered into the dark, kissing the top of her head.

Nora nodded enjoying the afterglow and Derek felt her smile when he growled softy, sounding like a purring cat. That’s how they fell asleep that night.

Some days later Derek is woke up screaming coming from beside him as Nora is sleeping. He can tell she’s deep into her sleep as her body is locked up tight. Derek doesn’t need to know what the dream is, it doesn’t really matter. It’s the same every time.

Derek is gentle as he brushes the sweaty hair out of her face. He leaned forward whispering into her ear.

“Please,” he spoke just loud enough to be heard, the breath brushing her ear and her neck, “Please Nora.”

Derek sat back somewhat hoping it was enough tonight, but he wasn’t that lucky. Although Nora settled for a moment, the thrashing started. He knew better than to try to hold her down. In that they were different, she had always needed her freedom. So Derek brushed his finger tips down the side of her neck, and across the tops of her arms. A few more brushes up and down before he leaned forward again.

“Nora please I need this,” he tried not to sound desperate, “I need you.”

Her body seemed to relax almost instantly, and he smiled against her neck when he felt her hand clench into the fabric at the back of his boxers. 

“Are you back with me?” he asked, not moving more than he needed to.

He felt her nod and bury her face into his neck, his wolf loving the nuzzling motion she was doing. Pushing her scent deep into his skin. But it only drew more attention to the fact that she smelt wrong. Too much fear and pain was wafting out of her pores. 

So his wolf took over, gently rubbing his face on her neck, his lips soft as they left kisses in his wake. Once he was satisfied that his mate’s neck smelt like them he kissed her softly on the lips. He was happy to feel the smile her lips were curved into when he did. He pulled back to watch her face. 

Nora smiled up at him, “thank you,” she whispered her voice hoarse from the screaming.

“Any time,” he returned the soft smile. 

He inspected her face, the soft moonlight filtering in the grainy window highlighting her beauty. He could see small scars from a rough life but that wasn’t what he noticed first. He noticed the slight freckles she had, genetics and sun to thank for that. The fact that her laugh lines were getting deeper than the stress lines on her face. Something he was grateful to see. But the best part was the soft vulnerability that only he got to see. And only in dark, quiet moments like this.

He snapped out of his thoughts when the moonlight glittered across the tears on her face, “I’m sorry,” he whispered kissing the moisture on her cheeks, “I got lost in you.”

“God you’re sappy,” she told him softly, “but fuck do I…”

She had trailed off, neither of them had said it yet and neither of them knew when they’d be able to. It was such a dangerous word. Instead of focusing on that though he leaned down to softly kiss her on the lips again.

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“Therein lay the question. No.” His voice was smooth, warm, but with an edge that ripped through me like straight brandy. “I have been looking forward to meeting you, Simone.” - Chapter 1 - Infinite Regress Kiss from a Rose (A Discovery of Witches)

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“beg for it.” Nora x Derek

Sometimes Derek needs something a little more. It had been one of those weeks where he needed to lose control a little bit. Some time where he didn’t have to be an alpha. 

Nora was perfect for this. She’d mix just the right amount of aconite into a drink for him. Just enough to dull his healing but not his senses. He never asked her how she found this magic amount and he was sure he didn’t want to know.

Then she’d strap his hands and feet down using something he couldn’t break on his own, he’d tried multiple times.

“What’s your safe word?” She’d ask whisper soft, the picture of innocence with her red hair softly waving down her back and her blue eyes glowing in the low light.

“Trapezoid,” Derek swallowed and it seemed to echo through the loft.

When they first picked safe words the story had been he hated math. One day in the cuddling aftermath Derek explained it better. When Kate had seduced him she was the substitute math teacher, they were doing geometry and she used helping after class to get in his head. The word would snap him back quicker than anything and Nora promised never to make him use his safe word, so far he hadn’t.

Nora was quite enamoured with Derek, she trusted him and he trusted her especially with this. She knew how big of a thing it was for him. And to be honest it was for her, no one had trusted her in years.

Once that was done she slowly trailed her fingertip from his big toe across his leg. When she got close to his very naked midsection her finger dipped in slightly to just brush against his balls. Making sure not to touch his cock. She smirked at it’s twitch when she got close and felt his sigh as she moved on. The finger mapped his internal musculature, Derek closing his eyes and his body relaxing into the bed.

To him it felt like hours but he was sure it was only moments. The longer it went the harder he got, and she still hadn’t even touched his dick. At this point she’d touched every spot on his body that she could reach. But she just started the process over. Derek knew it had been a rough week when he couldn’t last much longer than the first couple passes today. 

“Please,” he whispered.

“You’re sure you’re ready?” she asked a note of concern in her voice.

Derek nodded, and it felt like so much effort.

“I need to hear you say it Derek,” her voice more commanding, “beg for it, beg for it or you won’t get it.”

“Please Nora,” it was on a breath, “I need it.”

She could feel the conviction in his voice, and as always that first strike on his leg made his eyes jump open. They tried to flare but with the aconite in his bloodstream it was just a flash and gone. The second strike of the batton was across his chest, this time the aconite working better. The more strikes the more it stung. Derek couldn’t hear anything outside of the blood rushing in his ears and the sound the batton made on his flesh. He could feel tears of relief streaming down his face, his mind emptying of all the stress and worry.

Instantly the strikes stopped, “are you there yet?” her voice soft and it felt like her breath spanned every bruise on his body.

Derek nodded and normally she would make him speak but she knew how bad this week had gotten to him, she dropped the batton starting to kiss his damaged chest as she swung her leg over and got on top of Derek. 

It didn’t take either of them long to reach their peaks. After Nora collapsed forward causing Derek to hiss slightly. But as she laid there a constant weight on his chest he relaxed back onto his bed.

“Thank you,” he whispered into the dark, kissing the top of her head.

Nora nodded enjoying the afterglow and Derek felt her smile when he growled softy, sounding like a purring cat. That’s how they fell asleep that night.

Some days later Derek is woke up screaming coming from beside him as Nora is sleeping. He can tell she’s deep into her sleep as her body is locked up tight. Derek doesn’t need to know what the dream is, it doesn’t really matter. It’s the same every time.

Derek is gentle as he brushes the sweaty hair out of her face. He leaned forward whispering into her ear.

“Please,” he spoke just loud enough to be heard, the breath brushing her ear and her neck, “Please Nora.”

Derek sat back somewhat hoping it was enough tonight, but he wasn’t that lucky. Although Nora settled for a moment, the thrashing started. He knew better than to try to hold her down. In that they were different, she had always needed her freedom. So Derek brushed his finger tips down the side of her neck, and across the tops of her arms. A few more brushes up and down before he leaned forward again.

“Nora please I need this,” he tried not to sound desperate, “I need you.”

Her body seemed to relax almost instantly, and he smiled against her neck when he felt her hand clench into the fabric at the back of his boxers. 

“Are you back with me?” he asked, not moving more than he needed to.

He felt her nod and bury her face into his neck, his wolf loving the nuzzling motion she was doing. Pushing her scent deep into his skin. But it only drew more attention to the fact that she smelt wrong. Too much fear and pain was wafting out of her pores. 

So his wolf took over, gently rubbing his face on her neck, his lips soft as they left kisses in his wake. Once he was satisfied that his mate’s neck smelt like them he kissed her softly on the lips. He was happy to feel the smile her lips were curved into when he did. He pulled back to watch her face. 

Nora smiled up at him, “thank you,” she whispered her voice hoarse from the screaming.

“Any time,” he returned the soft smile. 

He inspected her face, the soft moonlight filtering in the grainy window highlighting her beauty. He could see small scars from a rough life but that wasn’t what he noticed first. He noticed the slight freckles she had, genetics and sun to thank for that. The fact that her laugh lines were getting deeper than the stress lines on her face. Something he was grateful to see. But the best part was the soft vulnerability that only he got to see. And only in dark, quiet moments like this.

He snapped out of his thoughts when the moonlight glittered across the tears on her face, “I’m sorry,” he whispered kissing the moisture on her cheeks, “I got lost in you.”

“God you’re sappy,” she told him softly, “but fuck do I…”

She had trailed off, neither of them had said it yet and neither of them knew when they’d be able to. It was such a dangerous word. Instead of focusing on that though he leaned down to softly kiss her on the lips again.

#oc: nora argent #elrek #Derek x nora #Nora x derek #these two #messy #but #so gooood

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I have no idea who anyone is anymore. Everyone changed their screen names while I was gone 😭

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Feel free, attempting to write tonight

40 Questions — Meme for Fic Writers

Describe your comfort zone—a typical you-fic.

Is there a trope you’ve yet to try your hand at, but really want to?

Is there a trope you wouldn’t touch with a ten foot pole?

How many fic ideas are you nurturing right now? Care to share one of them?

Share one of your strengths.

Share one of your weaknesses.

Share a snippet from one of your favorite pieces of prose you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it.

Share a snippet from one of your favorite dialogue scenes you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it.

Which fic has been the hardest to write?

Which fic has been the easiest to write?

Is writing your passion or just a fun hobby?

Is there an episode above all others that inspires you just a little bit more?

What’s the best writing advice you’ve ever come across?

What’s the worst writing advice you’ve ever come across?

If you could choose one of your fics to be filmed, which would you choose?

If you only could write one pairing for the rest of your life, which pairing would it be?

Do you write your story from start to finish, or do you write the scenes out of order?

Do you use any tools, like worksheets or outlines?

Stephen King once said that his muse is a man who lives in the basement. Do you have a muse?

Describe your perfect writing conditions.

How many times do you usually revise your fic/chapter before posting?

Choose a passage from one of your earlier fics and edit it into your current writing style. (Person sending the ask is free to make suggestions).

If you were to revise one of your older fics from start to finish, which would it be and why?

Have you ever deleted one of your published fics?

What do you look for in a beta?

Do you beta yourself? If so, what kind of beta are you?

How do you feel about collaborations?

Share three of your favorite fic writers and why you like them so much.

If you could write the sequel (or prequel) to any fic out there not written by yourself, which would you choose?

Do you accept prompts?

Do you take liberties with canon or are you very strict about your fic being canon compliant?

How do you feel about smut?

How do you feel about crack?

What are your thoughts on non-con and dub-con?

Would you ever kill off a canon character?

Which is your favorite site to post fic?

Talk about your current wips.

Talk about a review that made your day.

Do you ever get rude reviews and how do you deal with them?

Write an alternative ending to [insert fic title] (or just the summary of one).

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Hey everyone! I know I’ve been gone for a long time. I’m trying to get back to all things Tumblr and OC’s.

I desperately want to get back to writing Nora but her story is at a heavy spot I can’t bring myself to work on so I’m hoping some of you lovely people have some one shot/crossover ideas for me? I just need to get back writing and I’m blank. Anything at all… or even for another one of my characters?

I’ve missed you and I’m sorry if I missed anything while I was gone.

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Won’t be sleeping at all again tonight so here’s attempt #2 of writing, feel free to send me some fluffy prompts