^{wildlingmalia:}

_@yourxdemons

_{“I have permission to be out shopping Sir. My master requires me to prepare a meal this evening, he has a specific recipe he wishes me to use.” She dug in her pocket for the shopping list and the signed card to give her permission to go shopping.}

               ^{Damn – how unfortunate that was. The wolf was certainly in search of a slave outside on their own without permission. Those were the most fun to toy with. Upper lip twitches into a bit of a scowl but Derek snatches the slip and looks it over. Sure enough – it’s exactly what the other says it is. “Alright, guess you can get along with it then. I catch you lingering around and you’ll go back to him missing a tooth.”}

Anonymous : Are you trying to steal slaves from the fox? - bp

                 ^{“You caught me. All these subtle efforts dashed away now, how could I be so careless?” Drawl so thick with agitation in case it is missed in the way that Derek’s features twist up. Why on EARTH would the wolf mess with that psycho and what belongs to him? “No you idiot – I’m not stealing any of them. Not my fault one got a little too comfortable.”}

^arrowstip:

_{to. @yourxdemons
type. closed; short starter; v. group}

                  _{“ When I came to Chains they took something from me, said maybe I would get it back someday. It is Looking like a long pen. Now usually I wouldn’t have cared for it but now where people start to threaten} my property _{with claws and fangs. I’d be very thankful to get it back. It’s an object for you but for my race it’s more or less like your claws for you. ” Alec’s voice is polite, arms crossed in front of his chest while he looks at the man. Really, he doesn’t consider he will but it’s worth a try. Now his slaves are gone he avoids the one he gets in return. “ Not like I have something against lycanthropes but I don’t want to risk to get bitten by an alpha right now. “ And an alpha it is who bothers him wihout ever to have spoken to the guy just yet.} 

                 ^{The alpha is listening… sort of. He wasn’t much in the mood for visitors and yet here the other master is, rambling at him. The sigh that escapes is one of agitation. “I don’t give two shits about your trash or what someone decided to do to them.” Sometimes Derek questions why people come to him for shit like this but as a Council member – suppose it makes sense. The wolf lets a huff pass lips before shoulders roll as he straightens and look Alec over twice. “Key word in there is maybe. If they took it from you to begin with, it was for a reason. Someone hurt your little toys? Find another way to fuck them over. Be creative – sure you can think of something. Not like wolfsbane or silver isn’t laying around at your disposal if you want it. As a master, learn to check your resources before bitching to the Council.”}

^{thisheartofink:}

Right. Temporary placement where Stiles still had some kind of say over what went on, even though the rules dictated he had no right to weigh in on how the other Master treated him for the weekend. Eyes closed and he sighed before turning away from the wolf. “More babysitting work,” the blond finally huffed out as he started to search through the older male’s home for ways to entertain himself, then turned back toward his company again a moment later. “And I’m not stupid.” Might not have been as smart as some of the others around him, but he had street smarts at least (to some extent.) That had to count for something. “Go on, then… Tell me your rules or, what I owe you if I eat somethin’.”

                ^{It helps (to some extent) that the boy doesn’t reek of typical human stench. He’s a good mixture between smelling of the fox and blood and wolf. Makes the stay for the weekend a little better for Derek – less of a distraction anyways. “Usually, if not always.” Mumbled before the alpha is digging through various papers in search of something specific. For the moment, he barely cares what Jeremy wants to get up to as long as he doesn’t poke around in the study, which is always locked for good reason. Of course, Derek really should set at least a few boundaries. “Don’t go in the study, don’t eat everything in the house. You make a mess – you clean it before I see it or I’ll be breaking toes.”}

^{thisheartofink:}

That had to be better than anything Stiles had ever threatened him with. Something that ‘simple’ sounded much easier to live with. “Why’d you promise to take me if you’re already plannin’ to do bodily harm? You know ya don’t like me – why borrow me?”

                 ^{“Why? You’re master is Stiles and you’re seriously asking me that stupid question? Jesus, Jeremy – I thought you weren’t as stupid as the other trash running around this place. Take a guess.” Clearly the fox has control issues, no one else got his precious idiots that he didn’t trust to some extent. Really, Derek just agreed for simple company and a warm bed. He’s got a long weekend of work after all.}

_{@thisheartofink          |        event starter}

                 ^{“I’m expecting trouble from you this weekend but I swear to God, kid, I’ll take a finger if you piss me off too much.” So it’s more of an empty threat about the dismemberment but Derek will harm Jeremy in one way or another if he feels so inclined.}

^stolcnwolf:

☾. YOURXDEMONS LIKED FOR A VERSE STARTER.

                She had heard RUMORS about him. Hushed whispers from some of the other slaves. And what she had heard wasn’t exactly pleasant either. Despite her…recent ISSUES with masters, this was one wolf she wouldn’t want to see the bad side of. So, she keeps her head down, eyes purposefully avoiding his form as she continued to sweep the floor. All the while just hoping as hard as she could that he would walk right past her. At the same time, she felt a PIT in her stomach. ( It was entitled masters like HIM who murdered her mother…and got away with it. ) This thought causes her to make a small, almost squawk, as if she’s some type of bird. Just couldn’t keep it in.

                ^{Well the wolf was just looking for a slave to rent for the next couple of days – that is until one of them makes a strangled noise like a dying bird. He’s not sure he wants to deal with her at all but …Derek remembers this one. The name that Liam had circled on the paper shown. She was the one to set everything into motion and the last thing the alpha was going to do is mess that up for his beta. So he takes a lighter approach to the situation itself, eyes her slightly. “You have something to say there, wolf?”}

^{lydivamartin:}

@yourxdemons liked for a starter

The redhead was on the floor scrubbing it clean and drowning out the normal chatter from the other slaves. It wasn’t like she had any reason to listen to them. It was always the same whine and complaints every day. Some of them even sucking up to masters that came in. In short, it wasn’t like Lydia had a lot of friends here. When she looked up she noticed everyone was up standing at attention except for her– her emerald orbs scanned the room until she found the source of everyone’s sudden radio silence. It was a Council member, she stood up quickly hoping he might not have noticed her delayed response– but when her eyes met his she knew she was wrong. “Dammit,” she muttered under her breath.

               ^{It is too much incessant noise for the morning – Hale having had a couple long past three days to the point of the smallest of things agitating him. Of course, most in the house avoid him or go silent. They know better than to bother him when he enters anywhere and today? Derek feels like a bomb waiting to go off. Eyes narrow on the noise of scrubbing – the redhead that seems to be in her own little world for far too long. It’s enough to cost her in the long run if she keeps it up in the presence of masters. When she does get to her feet, it’s a little late and eyes narrow. The alpha takes several strides into the room and looks down – examines the flood the slave had just been cleaning. And then, because he’s that much in a good mood, the mug in hand is turned and coffee goes everywhere. “Looks like you missed a couple spots there. Clean it up.”}

^{notthescarsyoucansee:}

+ @yourxdemons​ asked:
“Do you have a chainsaw I can borrow?” (laughs - bp derek)
Accepting ( x )

Eyes raised from the cup in front of her. Couldn’t she have one cup of coffee in this god forsaken town without being interrupted by a wolf? Especially one that didn’t like her (which, to be fair, appeared to be every wolf in town). She lifted the cup, took a slow sip, brow raised slightly at the question. “Left it at home, I’m afraid,” she gave a little shrug, “Gonna tell me what it is you really want? Or do we keep playing a game for now?”

                 ^{“How unfortunate.” Breathed out in a low drawl as the alpha quirks a brow slightly. “What I really want? I already said it – didn’t think it would be this difficult to find one.” The why and what for don’t matter, not that Hale would bother explaining it. Maybe the psychotic fox has one he could borrow for a while. “Unlike you and most people around Chains, I’m not one for games. I prefer the direct approach.” What a goddamn liar. Manipulation with a charming smile was Derek’s forte.}

^{@stilinskirunt}

                   ^{“I’m honestly surprised anyone lets you out of the house by yourself.” Blurted out from the wolf when he spots the other in one of the grocery aisles. Doesn’t smell like the fox and Derek knows the stench well. This one is simply human – the nuisance of Chains he’s seen around for the last few years. “I’d ask where your brother is but I heard he kicked your ass out on the streets. That new master of yours sure does love the rejects, doesn’t he?”}