#w o w no #now i can’t shake the image of derek playing the violin #maybe it was something his parents coerced him to do at first #and then he found out that maybe #well he actually kind of liked it #and when he was being a brooding sourwolf #he would go off and lock his door and play #play and play and play for hours until laura picked the lock #and dragged him down to dinner #and he would have had calluses all over his fingers #except that he had werewolf healing#so it never did #so no one ever knew #it was his little secret #then #the fire happened #and the violin was caught in the blaze #his precious friend #and after he was done crying #after all that hate and awful gut reactions #after the funerals and laura taking them out of beacon hills #he just wanted to play #to get it all out like he used to #so he went down to the pawn shop of the town they were staying in#their first stop #(with money he stole from laura’s travel stash. he felt bad. but….)#and he went and bought a really shitty violin #scratched and dug in in certain places #like it went through a hell of a lot #but he just smiled slightly for the first time in forever
(Source: battleofdesires, via circumlocutionist)
#because i want all my tags in one place because i like it #and i might fic later #teen wolf #ficlet ideas
