#eldestlokison

[walkingxtravesties]

Cameron's hyper, again, and it's slowly becoming apparent that he's replacing his alcohol addiction with caffeine. Not that anyone's really complaining, it's better to have him bouncing off the walls instead of passed out on the curb. Though maybe he shouldn't exactly go out when he's buzzing something shocking.

Did I mention he's lost? Because he's completely and utterly lost, too. Caramel eyes flicker around before settling on someone he assumes won't try to stab him in the face if he approaches them. "Uh, yeah, hi, you wouldn't happen to know where I am, would you?" At least try to act normal, Cameron.

[concerning-mirrors]

eldestlokison walked by

[Okay, he didn't know what the hell this one was supposed to be.]

Can I help you?

[a-shadows-lie]

eldestlokison liked your post: i think i just gave myself a bunch of loki fee

 why would you read that it made no sense at all??

[fuckthislonewolfbullshit]

eldestlokison replied to your post: eldestlokison replied to your post: Whenever I...

that’s actually a really good headcanon

there's also more weight to it, in my stories, cause the telepathy carries emotion better than tone ever will

[fuckthislonewolfbullshit]

eldestlokison replied to your post: Whenever I read Fen’s dialogue and he’s in wolf...

actually that’s completely accurate

I think it's cause that's how my wolves sound when they use their telepathy communication

[fuckthislonewolfbullshit]

Whenever I read Fen's dialogue and he's in wolf form

there's a hint of a growl to it in my head, almost like Christian Bale as Batman only not weird sounding.

[fuckthislonewolfbullshit]

eldestlokison replied to your post: theforgottenwife replied to your post: ...

he’s the cutest thing ever

like

my dash is covered with half naked attractive FCs

and he's really not sure if he should be looking or politely looking away

and it's extra funny when he's with another werewolf of mine, Noah, cause Noah's a bit of an old school chivalry type.

[fuckthislonewolfbullshit]

It was a long day for Oscar, and it didn't seem likely to end anytime soon. A shower of wetwipes in a public bathroom. And now he was wandering down the streets, trying to find a friendly shop that he could kill time in. Maybe get a part-time job till he had to move on.

He noticed the occult shop and something, perhaps the smell of it, caught his attention. He wandered in, looking around curiously.