#c:cillian

[jolellyfish-blog]

@demi-arai

Jolene had been reading the text on the screen of the laptop in front of her intently, trying to glean whatever it was she could about the mole and their motives. So far— her attempts had been far from fruitful. “This article is fucking useless.”  she said aloud, perhaps too loudly. A young man had walked by just as she said it, and as she looked over to see if he’d been offended, she had a look on her face as if to dare him to complain about her cursing.

[neverwholelahey]

“I like being on my own, I’m, uh, better off this way. I’m a lone wolf. Y'know, a loner. Alone… All alone. Forever. What’s a wolf gotta do to get a hug around here?!” from Cillian

"No need to have an existential crisis." Isaac said as he tugged the other werewolf in for a hug. He didn't even hesitate, because the other was in emotional distress, and he wanted to help. So he hadn't even needed to be prompted for the hug to actually do it.

[switchyricky-blog]

For Cillian

Merry Christmas Papa! Look, it’s us! Papa bear and baby bear. I love you!

@sircillian

[switchyricky-blog]

Text: Ricky?? Can you come over?

[backdated] Text: Of course. What’s up?

[switchyricky-blog]

Txt: staying out of trouble is a big priority huh? ;) txt: I'm kidding. I'm kind of over getting in trouble too at this point. Guess I've become old and boring.

Text: I may be a brat, but I’m not about to piss off the headmasters. 

Text: I like old and boring you.

[switchyricky-blog]

Txt: Hey! How's your week been going?

Text: It’s been good. How’s yours, Papa?

[switchyricky-blog]

Txt: Hey!! I should have asked ages ago, but. What are your plans for Thanksgiving?

Text: Don’t have any. You?

[switchyricky-blog]

Txt: can I see you this weekend?

Text: Sunday?