makes my heart beat

[folklore]

【 the ❝CALL ME OUT❞ meme 】
a roleplay meme to inspire muses.

♛ refer to the list above for active muses. ♛ post "calling" one of them out — you can do so by putting their name in the subject line! ♛ want another asshole not listed? see here. ♛ can be informal/formal/comment spam/crosscanon/explicit/whatever tickles your fancy! ♛ feel free to make up a scenario at the start, or wait to see where things go. meme code.

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cackles

[hypercompetent]

[(Shut up and listen to your big sister.)

Stiles does the proper thing that any normal human being would do at watching the ridiculously good looking firefighter change from a human to an actual frickin' wolf.

He screams and jumps out of his chair. At least it's sort of a muted scream, and it comes with a loud--] Holygod! [--before he leaps backwards in the chair, half sitting on it, half standing.]

What the hell! You're--[points at Derek]--He's--[POINTS AT SCOTT]

--what?!

[????????????????????]

jfc

[triskeles]

[ (Only until you die, too. ): )

Derek's ears immediately swivel back at the scream, and his lips curl a little in annoyance. But when he doesn't hear anyone coming to find out what the hell is going on with the sheriff's son this time-- probably why no one does, let's be honest-- his expression simply returns to a flat, somehow unimpressed stare.

He's strangely expressive as a wolf, actually. The judgment is just as easy to pick up in his silence with fur as it is in his silence with stubble.

Chuffing at the exclamations, he just tilts his head almost in answer. Yes, Stiles. Very good. ]

s2g dreamwidth

[hypercompetent]

[( U N C A L L E D F O R)]

Don't you make that face at me oh my God, I'm allowed to be freaked out! [He snaps that almost automatically, practically authoritative, then returns to his previous jesus fucking christ what the hell is going on.] You're a werewolf?! What the fuck! You couldn't have told me tha--

[Abruptly he cuts off midsentence and turns his attention to Scott, with his eyes wide.

His best friend's not missing.]

Scott--?

oh hi there

[puppyface]

[Instantly, Scott begins whining.

It's not as if he didn't want to tell Stiles-- he just couldn't. Especially not when he was having trouble re-assuming a human appearance after so long.

Especially not after being missing for dead so long.

Looking up at Stiles with an apologetic whine, he backs away a little.]

whines over feelings

[hypercompetent]

That's--are you serious?

[It's not angry sounding, it's..more like relief. Shock, maybe. Stiles abruptly has to sit down--it feels like his knees are going to give out, otherwise--and he reaches for Scott's head before he can properly back away, grabbing his face and looking at him.

There's a minute of silence before his face cracks into a grin, almost disbelieving, and he ruffles his hands between his ears, swallowing the lump in his throat.]

I--totally knew you were too smart to be a dog.

[He practically wants to cry. Scott's alive.

....Scott's a...wolf..shape...shifter thing, but Scott's alive.]