#ferxlity

[suicidalrunner-blog]

ferxlity || story of red riding hood

“So what does that make us? The Big Bad Wolf and Little Red Riding Hood?” The irony of the situation was that while her canines were poking through her lips-- the boy had a red hood pulled up over his head.

[hale-the-king]

First Impression - This blog is spectacular, soon followed by that writing is spectacular.

Your first impression of me? (Anonymous or not)

Thank you so much! I love getting feedback <3 When my brain isn’t a scrambled egg we need plots because of reasons.

[xnferiorityarchive]

*cant remember if i sent my url but sends it now anyway*

talk dirty to me ~

i'm cool i promise

[darkesthowl]

                      ❝ A coyote was the last thing I expected in a place like this. ❞

ferxlity

[scarredbyxhellfire-a]

*sends a thing because yodo* (you only deer once)

Writing uh / okay / likable / awesome / perfect / GOD LIKE Characteruh / okay / likable / awesome / perfect / GOD LIKETheme uh / okay / likable / awesome / perfect / GOD LIKE Mun uh / okay / likable / awesome / perfect / GOD LIKE 

We should… Talk OOC / Plot / Roleplay / Became bffs. Plots I’d be interested in doing: Hmm... Maybe Dean finds Malia (as a coyote) on a hunt in Beacon Hills and somehow he figures out she's a were-coyote and finds a way to get her to shift back and decides to help take care of her for a while. I don't know. I haven't thought about a lot of Dean and Malia plots

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ferxlity liked your post: like for an older stiles starter!

                    "OH--..hey fancy seeing you..here?"

[deputyjunior]

ferxlity liked this for a starter

               Sitting alone in his car seemed to be the only                      place he could get some peace and quiet since                   the first Dome Day. He closed his eyes for a              brief moment, sucking in a breath through his                           nose, trying to relax and allow his thoughts                     to simmer down, to stop being loud.

                   When he opened his eyes, the sight was something               he could never have expected. It took a few seconds                        of blinking, trying to register if she was real or a figment                   of his imagination. But then he was getting out of the                             car, all but running over to the girl to see if she was                      alright. And who she was  how she got here.

                                      "Miss  what happened? Did                                             someone hurt you?"