#hellxspawn

[metamxrphxse-blog]

[text] I didn’t let go of the mechanical bull, but they had to pull me off because… it was rough just the way I like it and I think that showed?

[ x ]

[ text ]: I think so too. I think they'd be more surprised if you reacted like a delicate flower, Red.

[metamxrphxse-blog]

▒ IN LOVE WITH A D E V I L ;

            “We all have things which trigger us, Derek. An anchor can sometimes assist us in dealing with the trigger and slowly move forward in our recovery.”

            The beat of the doctor’s heart had told Derek Hale that she had sincerely believed the words she told him. He believed her philosophy would drastically change if she saw the large, black-furred monster that he became at will or on the night of a full moon. His session for the day was shorter than the last. He didn’t mind, since he barely talked through them. Only a month since he had checked himself into Bellamie Psychiatric Hospital and he still had no idea how to explain his issues without delving into the existence of the BPRD, and his issue of being a werewolf. The reason for his luminous red eyes had been solved with a bit of forgery paper work saying it was a genetic mutation and sunglasses. Derek trying to explain that his entire family had been murdered because they were werewolves and he had abandonment issue’s had been a different subject to explain all together.

            Derek had pushed it out of his mind as he wandered the bland, wooden-floored hallways of the hospital after his session with Dr. Morrell. He had briefly spoken over the phone with the professor about the first full moon that he would experience away from the familiarity of the institute. Fortunately, Derek was told that he was welcomed back every full moon until he was confident in his ability to control himself. That had been someone he wanted to talk to the therapist on staff about. The feeling that he had no control, and had to step backward each month only so he could step forward against after. It made him feel weak, and not in control. It made him feel all together human, which only caused the wolf inside of him to howl.

            But, he continued to walk through the halls because he knew that a certain someone had been there. It was easy to sense. Werewolves benefited from heightened senses and awareness. Derek knew that he would be in the courtyard. Before Derek walked outside, he slipped the sunglasses he wore nearly all the time higher on the bridge of his nose and signed out at the desk. He came out into the courtyard. Outside, the air was only a slight cooler. The first signs of fall started to show. A human would have been cold with only the dark red scrubs and shoes without socks. But, Derek felt warm as he walked out into the night and sat calmly on a bench. Behind the black lens of the sunglasses, his eyes shined brightly as he smirked.

            “Did you sneak out this time or did you drag Clay with you?” Derek murmured.

[cxptisanarchive]

daywxlker danversjanesusancarol xfaceittigerx hellxspawn

"I don’t think we’ve met."

[heyxbrother]

"Who did this to you?"

Send my muse one of the following

He couldn't feel his legs and his eye was so swollen, that he could barely make out the bulky figure standing over him. He tried to speak, but his jaw was broken and a quiet whimper escaped him at the realization.It didn't matter who'd done it, Scott would heal. All he needed to know was whether or not Stiles was okay, if he'd gotten away."S-. St-." And then, he gave in to the pull of the darkness. 

[thebetatohisalpha-blog]

Newbie in the BPRD [ Hellboy + Scott ]

                    “—You will make sure he’s welcomed, won’t you Scott?” 

                    Professor Broom’s voice was clipped, professional as it always was – but there were notes of command there.  That Scott had no choice in the matter.  The werewolf knew what would happen were he not to behave appropriately.  He ran his fingers through curls of dark hair and gave a nod. 

                    “I’ll show him the ropes, Professor.  I promise.”

                    “Very good.  Agent Clay?” 

                    A nod in the Agent’s direction before the door was opened and Scott swallowed, glancing in the direction – Abe was standing next to him, head tilted, curiosity could be scented off the amphibian.  

[adeloes-moved-blog]

≡

send me a ≡ for my muse’s reaction to yours suddenly hugging them very tightly

                                  If it were not for the fact that  she  is  awfully  petite                                   against the stranger’s bulky frame,  Adelyn   would                                   have concocted some  sort  of  maneuver   to   free                                   herself from his grip whilst managing to harm him                                  in the process.                                                         R e a l l y —— is his goal to snap her spine?

                                                     She releases an undignified squeak and when                                                     Adelyn is finally freed, she staggers backward &                                                    regards him with a withing glare.          “Touch me again and I’ll cut off your hands and           use them for gloves.”

[imawxlf-archive]

Don't call me Partner

       Logan cross had been known as a volatile creature, a wolf at heart with little humanity to guide her morals from anything beyond what she simply desired. She was selfish in nature, had been since she was a pup. Born and raised to kill, to take what she wanted and give nothing back, it was how she had chosen to live most of her life. But it seemed that it wasn't going to be like that forever. Being found by Professor Broom had been a godsend to her, in one way or another.

        At first she felt hindered by the institution, weighed down to make the decisions that were inherently good when she had spent so many years being selfish. But she learned, through his teachings and through a few others, she had learned to become an agent. Though solo, she had worked most of her time as she served the bureau. She was far too unpredictable at times to be tied down with a team let alone a partner, but it seemed that reign had come to an end when she was called back, assigned someone to watch her ass.

         It was going to be an absolute mess, she knew it already. Whoever she was going to be paired with wasn't going to last more than a few hours with her personality. She was loud and voiced her mind, didn't give two shits what anyone else thought and that tended not to go over well with others. Slipping into the board room she eyed a few of the senior officers, the one who had made the decisions for who to be attached to who. "So who's the poor sod that gets stuck with me?" She rumbled with a sigh, picking idly at her nails when she heard the door open. Logan verbally groaned as she watched Hellboy steep through, "You have got to be kidding me."

[metamxrphxse-blog]

☢☢☢☢☢ [we should def plan something out]

Send me ☢ if you want to rp with me but haven’t yet.

Yes! And you can totally slap me for not getting back to your last ask -- I tend to avoid my asks like the plague. ._.; BUT I SHALL RESPOND SHORTLY.