Cora picked up the overflowing recycling bin, rolling her eyes at the crumpled papers on top. Derek always insisted on crumpling papers, no matter how much Cora bitched at him for it. She picked up the topmost sheet, smoothing it out to take up less room. Then she froze, staring down at her mother's face, sketched in Derek's fluid pencil lines.
This is a remix of Hands Too Shaky To Hold by dedougal.
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18 Oct 2019
He'd thought he was done with this. For years — since Paige, since long before the fire that had taken his family — the continuing trauma of his life had kept him from going into heat. He'd never thought to experience this particular state of unbalance ever again.
But then Stiles happened.
They say once you leave there is no going back. They say you can’t go home again.
Stiles thinks they don’t know what the hell they’re talking about.
- Part 3 of Rattle Loose Your Bones
Crossing the line meant never looking back and Stiles learned long ago to live with what he’s done.
- Part 2 of Rattle Loose Your Bones
Stiles has to learn to live with his choice. So does everyone else.
- Part 1 of Rattle Loose Your Bones