#hellwolfie

[iincantatorum]

@hellwolfie​

Dear Morgan,

A little home for all the little birdies that enjoy your singing as much as I do.

  Love, Devlin.

[itsagentzero]

"I assure you its not that bad its jus' a scratch. I fell over while runnin'. No one hurt me, I promise." ( Hi )

“It’s okay, stud. I believe you. If you say you fell over, you fell over,” Chris added, his voice calm and gentle as he drove them through the wounds on the way back home. “I just worry because you know there are hunters. So if anyone attacked you or anything, I’d like to know so I can help.”

[korinthiakos]

❝ i don’t trust you. ❞

things that are hard to hear. ( accepting !! )

"Trust is often won, isn't it? Though I shouldn't be surprised by your words. Only the naive trust too easily."

[placeabo]

A different sort of vile scent, but there was layers within, one of which hit the demon with familiarity. It was the reason the nefarious being was able to find the hybrid. If he tried, really tried, supernatural beings stood out like burning candles in a partially lit room; some held a stronger light. Was she.. it capable of sniffing out the differences in him? Alastair certainly did not carry the normal look of a human who entered such establishments wishing to drink their life away, yet he wasn’t outwardly hostile, not yet. Suited, the demon residing in the human meat suit settled calmly into the barstool facing the hybrid and folded fingers upon the heavily scratched bar surface.

❝  Why does anyone else come here? A drink, or two. ❞   Alastair wasn’t that desperate to fit in with humans. If absolutely necessary, he could have swallowed down some vile liquid, but there was no point. Hostility was present in her eyes, and the demon’s pseudo calm expression dissolved into boredom.

❝ I’ve come for you, of course. How else to lure out a mutt then by going for their litter mate. ❞   

▸ 𝑫𝑬𝑳𝑰𝑹𝑰𝑶𝑼𝑺 𝑺𝑪𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑴𝑺 .  .  .  .  .    ❛  Why are you here?  ❜ Cher    𝙁𝙍𝙊𝙈    @hellwolfie​

[placeabo]

Time moved different for every being, and a memory which had once thrived with faces and dates had shifted priorities where an intense week held the weight of a year and five years could have been held with ease within the palm of hand. Owen would have to look at all the events surrounding their last meeting to pin point precisely when they last spoke, but, in human terms, it had been a while. Far too long. Experiences over time had pressed into them, and, despite the negativity of Morgan’s words, Owen smiled. An expression born from genuine affection and friendship. He could smile because he knew better. He knew the warmth and kindness within the hybrid’s heart.    

❝  You may have had tumultuous experiences, thoughts filled with darkness, but you’re not a bad person. I wouldn’t trust a bad person with my life, and I would offer you my life for your safe keeping.  ❞  He extended his hand for Morgan to take, not wishing to force physical contact if it was not wanted. Owen’s expression turned more dour, just reaching his eyes.

❝  Tell me, tell me the truth, what’s weighing on your mind?  ❞  

▸ 𝑷𝑹𝑨𝒀𝑬𝑹 𝑹𝑬𝑪𝑬𝑰𝑽𝑬𝑫 .  .  .  . .   ❛ i’m not a good person. ❜  𝙁𝙍𝙊𝙈   @hellwolfie​​​​​​      

[ofwondersandhares]

''This is the second time I have turned up on your doorstep, bare foot, but I have nowhere else to go.'' (to Alexander)

"Oh, dear, I suppose this means you and the Little Hare are out of sorts again?"

Alexander had stepped aside to let Morgan inside. "Please, warm yourself by the fire, I'll prepare the spare room."

[ofwondersandhares]

They click their phone shakily to voice text and holds it up to their lips. "Sean, I don't know if I will see you again and your probably busy but my mind is my own again, turns out a ex was tampering with my mind. Thought I would let you know. Good night. Miss you.' I'll likely be asleep should you pop round.'''They hope he gets the message.

Shit.

He was already riddled with guilt as it was, already he had felt like he had betrayed them. He knew that the moment he was in the same room with Lupin his feelings would come rushing back in, he could still taste Lupin on his lips --

Sean had stared at the empty reply box on his phone, reading Morgan's text message at least twenty times before he finally brought the pads of his fingertips to the tiny keys on his phone.

[Text: Still the most handsome wolf I know] We need to talk, but not like this, where are you - I will come to you.

[xxxlovedandlostxxx]

hellwolfie asked: [TEXT] - thinking about you…

@hellwolfie​

Anthony felt his phone buzz in his pocket as he was about to head out to grab a coffee- a silly habit he did more to use up time and excess energy when trying to come up with titles rather than for the caffeine burst itself. He looked down at his phone. This was a far better use of his time. I’m home, he texted back as he stepped away from the foyer to remove his coat. My door is always open to you.