The Wolf Boy

A twenty eight year old witcher witch/werewolf hybrid trained to be a solider in a war he never wanted any part of. Multi-Verse Muse.

[griffin-o--callahan]

FCs AND IDEAS FOR OTHER INDIES OR GROUP RP CHARACTERS

Parker Ramsay - Marvel Colossus 20 to mid twenties

Steven R. McQueen - Mass Effect Vanguard or Zombie universe RP

Brent Antonello - Witch/other Supernatural type character

Zane Holtz - undecided but kinda really wanna use him.

[griffin-o--callahan]

ripperbcund:

Arrogance bled from the vampire, He didn’t really think that this guy was going to listen to reason. It wasn’t that Stefan didn’t trust Samuel. If anything, he didn’t trust this WITCH, Wolf, whatever you wanted to call Him. What was his intentions with Sam anyhow? That was what bothered Stefan the most. He couldn’t read him and it was enough to set the Vampire off. Hands clenched into balls, as he took a steo in closer to the other. That jaw set, in a confident tilt. Okay, so He wasn’t being honest on his feelings, and this guy was picking up on it. He couldn’t be subtle, no matter how hard he tried to be.

“ Well, if Samuel charged you. Then you must have done something to either anger him, or you have a beef that you aren’t being completely honest about. So, which one is it, Huh??  Cause He don’t have a tendency just to attack random people for no reason. ”

It was matter of fact, Samuel had some kind of problem with this guy. And if Sam did, then Stefan felt that he couldn’t let his guard down around Him. The problem with that was, he didn’t have an idea as to what that could be. A small laugh broke from the vampire as he listened to Him. Those arms of his own crossing across his broad chest. Eyes flickered away from the other, for a second before flicking back up to meet His.

“ You know what, you would be right.  You are TRYING to come between a relationship.  I care about Samuel, ALOT. And I don’t know a damn thing about you.  But one thing is certain,  You got your eyes on MY HYBRID. And that makes me think, you want Him. How? I have no fucking clue,, but no this. I am very protective over those I care about. And that, ——— is a dangerous thing. Be best if you, remember that. ”

Griffin noticed the tensing of the vampire's body, he was angry or at least, that's what it looked like and what he was ...picking up from him. It was always weird, trying to explain actually what it was from his werewolf side that let him pick up on someone's emotions. Their scent, or just some sort of sixth sense, whatever it was, it was both handy and slightly annoying. As the other stepped up to him, Griffin mimicked the act with a slight smirk on his face as he watched the other.

"Well, unfortunately, he did. Unless that's just his thing, attacking people in a hotel room they rent for a few hours after they just got out of a shower. That some kind of a hobby of his, shower raiding?" His head tilted as the man continued on with his slight rant of a threat. "Look, I really don't care about your non-relationship or whatever you got going on with that muscle bound short stack. Other than the little comment he made to me looking just like his little brother. I guess looks run in the family at least but that is still a very interesting to think about."

[griffin-o--callahan]

spatialelementalworld:

“Baby blues? I would not really call my eyes like that. Maybe aqua or azure perhaps but baby blues really?” He rolled his eyes playfully, reaching for his cell and offered it in exchange. Gesturing the other to do the same. “Come on, it’s only fair to exchange phones and put our numbers in. Plus I gottta see what sort of person you are by your phone.” He teased as he waited for the other pad his number. “Alright. I will see you around.”

"Yeah, you're not the one whose been looking into them for the past few minutes now are ya?" letting out a laugh. Griffin took the man's phone when it was offered and quickly punched in his number with his name. He also gave the other his cell as he did so. "It's Griffin, and I guess I'll be seeing you in a few hours or something."

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phenomencl:

Fuck it, this kid wanted a challenge he would give it to him. He felt his back hit the wall. His hand shot out grasping the others wrist and gave it a sharp twist to the opposite way it should of bent. There was the satisfying sound of a bone snapping under the pressure. The blows to his mid section didn’t even seem to slow the hybrid down. Hell, had been through so much worse than this. He shifted his weight as he swiftly brought up a balled fist and it slammed home hard into the males side. He didn’t stop there as he pivoted on his heel twisting the younger males arm behind his back. Bringing up his knee to slam into the side of the males face. Pain, he was immune to pain anymore. He nearly felt NOTHING. Though, granted he wasn’t invincible.   He felt things none the less, yet he never showed a ounce of emotion on it. He released the male as he stumbled back just a fraction. His hands drew back to were his gun was in the back on his jeans. Fingers grazed over the cool metal before pulling it out to aim directly at the younger hybrid’s head. The bullet weren’t normal, and they certainly would hurt like hell even for another hybrid. 

“This bullshit has gone on too long—” For the first time Samuel had took the time to look at the other. His brows knitted together in confusion. This hybrid, he looked like his brother Jeremy. How the hell could that be? Why did this witch want this kid? Doppelganger, maybe. It was the only solid solution. Yet, there was something else, something that lingered in his mind. He wasn’t able to put his finger on it. For the first time he was able to get a grasp on his control, even if it was for a few moments. “—-Who are you? Why the fuck do you look like my brother. More importantly why do you have a witch that wants his hands on you so badly..”

His initial assessment of this guy was right. He seemed to be just about as quick as Griffin himself was and pound for pound as strong as him. His own blows would have definitely had an effect on him and yet, he hadn't really shown signs of it other than a very short slowing of his movements. The snapping of his wrist caused Griffin to let out a low grunt as the bones had already begun the process of mending themselves as he felt a strong fist hit his side. Pain burst out of his side but only briefly as his healing begun to make the attempt to numb then heal him. However, he saw the knee coming and was able to raise his arm enough to catch it with his hand before throwing it back and having his arm caught behind himself then shoved away from the other.

Flexing his forearm, Griffin shook it a few times as the shorter male pulled out a gun and pointed it at his head. He looked at the barrel for a few seconds between looking at the man in his dark and somehow, familiar eyes. Smirking, Griffin shrugged at him. "I knew you couldn't take me without a weapon." He listened to the man as he fired off his question and taking a deep breath, he answered them his way.

"Phasmatos Incendia" The bullet's nestled within the other's gun lit fire, the flames warming up the gun as the flames begun to heat the powder packed into the bullets. "Now, we can either play twenty questions. Or I can make your head feel like its going to explode or we can fight it out. But I do know that if you come at me like that again, I'm going to rip your spine out and beat you to death with it."

[griffin-o--callahan]

Sorry I've been a bit inactive here this week. I've been studying for my midterms for my college courses that have been hitting this week. Naturally, making sure I pass those comes before having fun on here. I should be up and posting to threads I owe later today and tomorrow though.

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spatialelementalworld:

“Oh really? In front of poor Max? We should avoid scarring the poor pup for now. As for the spark, I know for a fact you were checking me out earlier, though you missed the fact I was checking your asset out as well.” A prominent smirk came across the vet and zoo owners lips as he opened the door for the two of them to walk out. “I hope the surprises are good, otherwise I will be content with a good meal. See you around Max and…I never caught your name?”

"Oh no, that hadn't gone unnoticed. It’s pretty easy to keep track of those baby blue eyes." Smirking back at him, Griffin gently tugged a bit on Max's collar indicating he was about to get moving. As he approached the door he stopped a little less than a foot from the other and held out his free hand to him. "Well, hand me your phone, I'll give it to ya."

[griffin-o--callahan]

spatialelementalworld:

“Is it not the most prudent of actions to see if there is chemistry between two parties. That’s how I see it anyway.” Matty said and raised his brow at all the information that the cute pet owner was giving to him. “Careful, giving me all your quirks and uniqueness in one go would spoil the mystery of discovering who you are. Just give me your digits and address and I will see you an hour. Savvy?”

"If you like, we always can just pick a quiet corner and make out to see if there's a bit of a spark." A smirk crossed over Griffin's face as he finished speaking then shrugged innocently. He couldn't quite tell yet himself if there was something. Sure, there was a bit of flirting and attraction to the other male but rather or not it was something more than that well....they'll have to see. "Haha, you'll have quite a bit more surprises waiting for you. But if you're interested in finding them out then, you'll be spending quite a bit of time with me eh."

[griffin-o--callahan]

head:

FACESHAPE:  square,  soft, lower side, however, has pronounced features. CHEEKS: full,  occasionally covered with scruff. CHEEKBONES:  somewhat high, not pronounced  &&  wide. LIPS: slightly plush,  rounded cupid’s bow. SKIN COLOR:  naturally pale,  tans very lightly but only briefly. SKIN TYPE: fsmooth and soft but with hardened large muscles. EYE SHAPE: almond. EYE COLOR: dark brown. EYEBROW SHAPE:  thick,  relatively flat. EYEBROW COLOR:  dark brown. EYELASHES: thin,  mostly top lid. NOSE SHAPE:  straight,  pronounced. FACIAL HAIR: clean shaven but occasionally grown to five o’clock shadow and at most, scruffy. HAIR:  dark brown, thick, cropped short but occasionally grown over his eyes.   MARKINGS:  varies  ;; two moles near left sideburn.  EARS: average size,  don’t stick out too much.

upper body:

SHOULDERS:  broad  &&  muscular. ARMS:  strong,  naturally thick and large muscle. STOMACH AREA:  visible abs,  broad middle with a slightly wide waist and minimal taper. LOVEHANDLES?:  none. CHEST/BREASTS:  muscular, wide and large and pronounced. BACK:  toned. HAND SIZE:  large palms  &&  strong fingers.

lower body:

HIPS:  square  ;;  moderate adonis belt. BOTTOM:  round. THIGHS:  thick  ;;  strong,  defined muscles. CALVES:  muscular. LEG LENGTH:  long legs  ;;  proportionate to his height.

other:

BODY HAIR:  dark  &&  course  ;;  light dusting over his armst  &&  heavier over his legs. SCENT:  at home,  earthy with faint notes of his aftershave / soap / shampoo  ;;  after work,  soap  && slight  smoke. NAILS:  short  ;;  chews them occasionally. TEETH:  white, straight, and maintained VOICE:  low  &&  slight ‘surfer’ accent  ;;  speaks often. HEIGHT:  6′1″ PIERCINGS:  none TATTOOS:  none WEIGHT:  ~195 lbs. SHOE SIZE:  13 wide (men’s us) PREFERRED CHOICE OF SHOES:  barefoot or sneakers. CLOTHING STYLE: jeans with tanks tops  &&  equipment at work  ;;  muscle shirts  &&  sweats only at home. GENERAL BODYSHAPE: muscular with toned muscles.

do not reblog, repost.

TAGGED BY:  nobody  ;;  just stole from my other blog. TAGGING:  @spatialelementalworld @ripperbcund @phenomencl

[jordan-parrish]

[griffin-o--callahan]

spatialelementalworld:

“I tease I tease. I just wanted to see if my corny pickup lines would work. Obviously, it failed and I will just keep moving forward.” The vet chuckled as he was working up Max’s file and script for his medicine to aid in healing process. Passing the bit of paper to the canine cute owner. “Well, just be sure to bring this to reception so get’s the right medicine. As for the dinner offer, I will just need to finish up here and get prepared. Unless you are into smelling like zoo scent, as for food I am open to all options.”

"Ahhh testing up the waters eh then?" Smirking, Griffin waited as the slightly taller man continued his work and took the paper when he was offered it. "Sure thing. Ahhh I'm not too concerned on the smell. After running for a while with this guy in the hot summer weather and just lounging on the couch, itskinda of common. Good thing I like to clean and cooking will help. But sure, you can get ready if you like. I can wait or finish up some small errands."

[griffin-o--callahan]

What is your top 3 Favorite Movies?

1. Cruel Intentions 2. Kingsmen 3. Kingsglaive

What is your 3 Favorite Actor/Actresses?

1. Steven R. McQueen 2. Stephen Amell 3. DJ Cotrona

What are three of your Favorite Muses ( Can be an Old Muse, or even a current One )

1. Zach Novak ( Mutant/Superpowers RPs ) 2. Jacob Stratos ( Supernatural  Stephen Amell fc ) 3. Griffin O’Callahan ( This dude right here )

Name 3 Things You can do?

1. I’m really good with HTML, CSS, Javascript, and Jquery coding 2. Cook pretty well 3. Creat Gif Sets its just a long process

Are You okay with Memes turned into Threads?

Yes but you need to make it into a new post and link back to the meme.

Are you willing to go AU?

Of course, I think I have a few divergent from my main verse already.

What are some Movies/Games/Tv Show Characters that you want to write as?

ETHAN

(THE FEW TIMES I JOIN A TEEN WOLF RP I ALWAY PLAY ETHAN)

CONNER KENT/SUPERBOY/KON-EL

(MY MAJOR DC COMICS MUSE AND THE REASON I EVEN PICKED ONE UP. I HAVE AN INDIE FOR HIM THAT ONLY INTERACTS WITH DC MUSES WHICH CAN BE FOUND AT @human-kryptonian-hybrid

Does Your Muse or You have a crush on someone on your Dash.

MAYBE BUT I’LL BE DAMNED TO LET THEM NOW.

TAGGED BY: NO ONE

TAGGING; @badbloodmagic

[griffin-o--callahan]

KNOWING YOUR PARTNER CAN POTENTIALLY MAKE WRITING TOGETHER A LOT EASIER. REPOST. DON’T REBLOG.

– BASICS.    •  NAME: nolan.   •   PRONOUNS:  He   •   SEXUALITY:  bisexual   •   TAKEN OR SINGLE: single.

– THREE FACTS.

   oo1:  i’m quite good at cooking.    oo2:  i code and write long ass one shots between replies and homework/work work.    oo3:  i cringe at pc culture

– EXPERIENCE.   •   HOW LONG (MONTHS / YEARS?): 12 years.   •   PLATFORMS YOU’VE USED:  tumblr,  chatzy, cbox, invisionfree, jcink, proboards   •   BEST EXPERIENCE: My original character Zach both on both my RPs incarnations, and briefly another.

– MUSE PREFERENCES.  •   FEMALE OR MALE:  male.  •   FLUFF, ANGST OR SMUT: anything but boring ass sit around and chat.  •   PLOTS OR MEMES:  yes.  •   LONG OR SHORT REPLIES:  mine tend to be longer so that one.  •   BEST TIME TO WRITE: good lucking picking one  •   ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE(S): a whole lot thought not built as hell like em.

TAGGED BY: none TAGGING @ripperbcund @phenomencl @insxnia @spatialelementalworld

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badbloodmagic:

Fighting wasn’t anything new to Luciano, some could say that the demon was born fighting, if one could call his birth into the mortal world as such. It was more like clawing his way out of hell just to be in this vessel to even be among mankind, to cause havoc where ever his feet may have stood. Luciano brought destruction and death, more than often it was to his own kind, which was why there was an attack team sent to eliminate him at the current moment. As the other, taller more cocky, men positioned themselves, the two from the back crossing their arms as if they were bouncers guarding the entrance to a club. He was taking a moment to assess things better, moving half a step back before he huffed a noise of disapproval, this was a shitty attempt at one-upping him. 

Luciano returned his gaze to the young hybrid, rolling one shoulder in an indifferent manner, not really taking his words either way, where as had he been in a fouler mood his tongue would have snipped back with an attitude. But he had his hands plenty full, though, this was not the worst he had ever seen in his time, it certainly was an interesting one. Hoisting himself up onto the bar once more then back down to the other side, Luciano slipped his suit jacket off, tugging at his tie to undo it and place both on the bar counter. The man who was in the front of the four who had first entered snarled, eyes flashing to a black which encompassed more than just his eyes but his temper as well. “Take it easy, this’ll be over in a minute.” Luciano grinned, shooting a wink at the hybrid before the first demon moved forward and Luciano countered. 

His foot caught the leg of the nearby bar stool and sent it slamming into the legs of the first charging demon while he ducked and avoided the first blow from the second while the first tripped over the bar stool. Fists up, arms protecting his face, Luciano stayed low, they were tall, a dead give away that they were demon but also of a stronger build of his own kind. After sweeping low to avoid a swing at his head, Luciano slipped his left foot forward to pull out the opposing demons own foot so that he lost his balance, the mans hands now half flailing Luciano landed a hard and quick blow to the others jaw, almost getting caught by the full on ravaging blow the third man presented as he had reached the two in this time. Bringing his one knee up he caught the second man in the face while he, sacrificing himself for a blow from the third man, the familiar metallic taste of blood filled his mouth as he drew back a step, squaring off against the big man, his first two attackers now recomposing himself. A quick glance between the four made the demon curse, spitting blood to wooden floor.

“I don’t have all night, kiddos.” Luciano growled, resulting in the others to move in for another round, this time quicker and far more precise.  This time it was them that got the upper hand, the first man landing a swift blow to Luciano’s torso, causing the man to grunt an exhaled breath. Luciano was countering with a hard blow and then another, left jaw, right temple, his blows were aimed for the most sensitive parts before he made an opening and landed his hardest blow to the throat, almost barely having a moment to block the next man and his serious of attacks. A few seconds later and the next attacker was on the floor, arm more than disconnected from the shoulder joint. 

The next and largest man was taken out at the legs back into the fourth man, Luciano was able to get the opposing man’s weapon free of its sheath and find it a new home in the giant demons, throat, tearing open the sensitive flesh to create a cavern where crimson poured forth. A kick to the head was barely subdued enough to keep him conscious as the fourth man recovered, scrambling from underneath the now dead giant to land a kick at Luciano’s head. It sent Luciano falling to the side before a chair was used against him, the wooden piece of furniture breaking upon the impact, his left arm was up in time to lessen most of the blow to his head. With a quick reaction the last demon’s legs were taken out, swiped right out from under him by a kick throw by Luciano, his right hand gripped around a wooden piece from the broken chair and next thing he knew he was on top of the last man swinging away, soon he was covered, for the most part, in red and the demon stopped moving. A quick glance up warned him in time of the first man who had suffered a blow enough to break his wind pipe was staggering forward, one hand on his throat as if holding it together. 

Luciano grunted in annoyance, moving to his feet quicker than the other had time to fully advance and a short struggle later the man’s neck was snapped. Fully aware that there were still three left living Luciano squared up once more, the man with a useless right arm glaring with black eyes. “Fuck sake, you wanna loose the other arm too?” 

"I know your vertically challenged but, they call it a high kick because its high." Griffin watched the fight unfold, drinking from his glass and leaning back on the stool against the bar itself. “Careful now guys, that face is a little too pretty to mess up too badly."  He wasn't completely joking with that one. He'd be blind not to notice how good looking the guy was. But he knew fights didn't always happen with your looks being off limits.

The fight was definitely going in favor of his new acquaintance at least at first. The other demons he had been fighting were slowly recovering and after a somewhat sketchy encounter with the biggest one of them, it slowly began to turn against him. As the other demons moved in on him, Griffin quickly used his fingers to weave together magic before closing his hand and then popping it open. The action sent out a powerful blast of force at two of the demons closing in on Luciano. Their bodies flew back from the force and ramming through a stone pillar. "Opps, forgot how strong my gas was."

Griffin had only been smirking for a few seconds before he felt and arm reaches around from behind and wraps itself around his neck. Instinctively, he threw back his elbow smacking one of the demons that were guarding the back door square in the jaw. Turning around quickly, he dipped down and wrapped his shoulders around the demon's waist. Lifting him up, Griffin fell back causing the demon to ram into the bartop head first. Once he hit the ground the witchling werewolf rolled out from under the unconscious demon only to see the other that was by the door was suddenly at the bar. Motioning with his fingers, the demon closed in on Griffin only for him to raise his hand and with his open palm, rain a shower of flaming embers in its face.

As the demon screamed in pain Griffin gripped the nose of a bottle bringing it up and smacking the demon across his burning face with it. As he turned the demon was kicked in the small of his back and away from Griffin. "I thought these guys were supposed to be tough. A bit of fire and some booze and they're off screaming their faces off."

[griffin-o--callahan]

❝ Being both a WEREWOLF and a WITCH, you’d think it was exciting  and special       acting as a bridge between the two species                     Only thing is, it isn’t and when those you call family use you, it makes it worse. ❞

[ripperbcund-blog]

Theme & Graphic Giveaway1 (100+ Followers, Wow )

So, as I said yesterday in the Bias List. This is My Giveaway, in thanks to all of the followers that I have obtained. If you didn’t see it yesterday, I posted a Bias List. And alot of you were on it. You can find it, Here. But anyhow, I have been self teaching myself by a Tutorial under Octomoosey’s pages. As well as a few other tutorials found around the Net. And it has taken me some time to learn. But I have finally, FINALLY learned how to do it. I have been on my theme tester all day long, putting the last miute touches to my Theme. And I am done, so I am going to be giving away one Lucky Winner a Custom, Made from Scratch Theme. And You may see My Work by going to My Page and looking. I can do other styles to that, just need the Mun’s Color Scheme And the whole thing. Like if you want Popups, Hover T abs, a Box for your Info, etc, etc. Please, Like or Reblog this if you want to be entered in the contest and on the 18th of March I will pick 3 Winners. One Winner will win, like I said a Custom Made Theme, 2 others will win a Theme Makeover with a Custom Made Background. Meaning I won’t make the Theme, but I will give it a Makeover. All info on Prizes you will find below.

Rules & Guidelines

- You must be Following Me. ( This is just easier on my Sanity. )

- Do Not Redistribute or Claim as Yours. ( Meaning that you can’t go around saying you made The Theme, Icons, Background etc. )

- The giveaway will end on March 18th, 2017 @ 12am. Meaning any Likes or Reblogs after that date & time will not count. 

- You are Required to Message me back at least within 48 hours should You win. Or I will give it to the next person. If you aren’t able to get online in that time, then let me know. 

- Leave the Credit on The Theme, if you Win one. Do not Take it down. 

- Do not Unfollow me afterwards, cause that is just Rude.

The Prizes & Examples

- 1 Winner will win a Custom Theme made from Scratch. 1 set of Icons, 1 Promo Banner - 2 Winners will win a Theme Makeover, set of Icons, & a Promo Banner

Theme Examples; X ( Since I just learned, this is the only Example I have, Sorry. But I am going to be doing my other Blog so once it is done, I will add it. Icon Examples; 

Promo Banners; X

[devouredwreckage-archive-blog]

                                         . Got a fuckin’ mouth with no shut-off VALVE                              Can’t even cut off POWER to it, but it’s what ALLOWED                                     me to come up out from under the fuckin’ ground.

[griffin-o--callahan]

insxnia:

The fact that someone made the bag slide away with magic nearly made the dragon jump, especially with the thought that the seer he normally trained could be right behind him, instead met with the face of a stranger. While it could’ve relaxed him, instead, it seems like the confrontation makes it worse, as the dragon can smell something not quite right with the other. It puts him on edge, almost messing with his head even more than before, but he tries to stay calm, knowing it’s easier to keep a level head than to snap.

“Yeah, and from what I’ve been told, showing magic in a public place isn’t the smartest idea either. Given that you’re capable of those abilities though, there is a single question in my head: What are you?” He tried not to demand anything, yet it was clear he wanted a response and he wouldn’t take this easily, especially given the setting.

Although he was used to unusual people showing up in his life, the dragon was normally met with tragedy, and couldn’t help his defensive nature, as it kept him alive for so long. Yet he liked giving people chances, which has led to several of the scars that now litter his body and give him a must more sinister and intimidating appearance than his nature would give anyone, not that he could honestly help what he looked like.

"I looked, no one was paying attention or close enough to see the magic but thank you for your concern. I'd be more worried about those hands of yours, do you not feel them?" Griffin stepped closer to the other man, the scent of blood getting stronger with each step causing his eyes to just barely begin to turn their light steely blue of the wolf before hearing the man's words. His eyes closed as he let out a short laugh and opened them again. "That's a bit of a rude question."  Pausing for a moment, Griffin decided to answer it anyway.

"Predominately a witch. Trained as a fighter and to use combat magic as opposed to traditional magic. But also half werewolf which has its own....challenges." It was quite a ..simple way of putting it really. The werewolf side brought a lot of aggression, desires, and flat outrage to him which in turn effect his magic. His family 'remaking' him suppressed the creature but not completely.

"It didn't look like you were really here anymore while you were hitting that bag. From the look of some of those visible scars, I'm guessing it was something bad?"