#lxhote

[uley--omega]

                                                ❝ --------------- ... Paul. ❞                                               ❝I don't like your shampoo.❞                                                                   ❝.....❞

                                               ❝It smells way too strong.❞                                                ❝Well, in the bottle anyway.❞                                                        ❝And in my hair.❞                                                                    ❝...❞                                   ❝It doesn't smell bad on you, or anything.❞

[dogisms]

lxhote replied to your post:[ basically paul and lucky except the sizes are...

[ too cute oh god ]

[ i know it's just like -- the gentle giant and I'm cooing -- like i don't even know or care what verse this is, it's just perfectly adorable ]

[splinteredbat-blog]

And here we have a massive gray wolf settling his head down on Stiles's lap.

Stiles looks surprised at first, but pats Paul's head affectionately once he realizes who it is.

[mogars-archive]

fuCKING

[mogars-archive]

"Don’t move, I just got comfy." (/casually sends you one anyways yolo)

Send my muse one of the following to see how they react! (Fluffy)

Clenching his jaw, Michael elbowed Paul in the side, making sure not to be too harsh, because yeah, as angry of a guy as Michael was, he didn’t want to get his fucking neck ripped out, thanks. And considering Paul had the fucking jaws to do something like that? Michael was even less willing to try anything. But jostling Paul and being an overall annoyance and stubborn little shit? That, Michael could do, and he liked to do it in spades.

  Shifting his shoulders around and moving them, Michael smirked smugly to himself when he heard Paul’s teeth clack together. "Your fucking fault for putting your head on my shoulder. What the fuck do I look like? Your pillow?" With a snort, Michael slumped his shoulder and then tensed it, before slumping it again, just to keep fucking with Paul. "You wanna fucking take a nap, take it somewhere else."

[notxbatman]

+5

                    “—-Um, hi?”

[brokenhalebeta]

     It was just supposed to be a stop, they were just going to get gas maybe sleep for a bit in shifts. That was three days ago. There was something about this place that just seemed like a supernatural sink hole. Isaac had tried more than a few times to figure out what the hell the town smelled like but couldn’t even begin to imagine what it was. Erica had gotten sick of him complaining about not only being stuck there but also not knowing what was around them.

        So she’d kicked him out. With Boyd’s help of course.

                                                                                                                   Jerks.

     Clearly wandering through the woods was the logical idea. Leaving Isaac on his own, with nothing to do, was a terrible idea. It was like leaving a toddler alone in a room full of sharp objects. You were just asking for trouble, because the teen seemed to be a magnet for it.