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[alphaincxntrol]

from here @lycllmuses because fuck this editing glitch???

Alex raised an eybrow at his tone. “ We’re gonna go on an adventure. ” It was back to the burnt out husk of the Hale house but he didn’t need to know that. They needed to get far away from anyone who could potentially overhear.

“ Also...there’s some stuff we need to discuss that you gotta promise cannot be told to anyone. ”

[alphaincxntrol]

@lycllmuses

They had a gameplan. Well, part of one, anyway. Derek would go and observe the new baby wolf and his barnacle of a friend while Alex went back to find Ben and get him up to speed. The decision to include Ben in this whole thing was not taken lightly, the pair of wolves discussing the pros and cons of it for hours.

Which led to now.

Alex was sitting in her well worn pickup, dented from angry bulls running into it and stained with mud that wouldn't come out no matter how much she scrubbed. Definitely a vehicle one would find on a ranch. An expertly made paper airplane was launched from the window, its target's back facing her. With a thunk and a flutter of paper it made contact with Ben's shoulder, landing on the ground by his feet. When, or if, he opened it, it would read "LOOK UP".

[thxemazingem]

“ will you stop playing with the bed settings? ” (althea is so done with her friends tbh)

hospital themed starters Status: Accepting! @lycllmuses

"Sorry," Em apologizes sheepishly, drawing xer hand away from the bed. "Are you at least comfortable?"

[thxemazingem]

“ i’m pretty sure this place is haunted. ” (matthew WOULD be fixated on this if he was hospitalized tbh)

hospital themed starters Status: Accepting! @lycllmuses

"Maybe so." God, xe's a little shit. Em shifts into being serious. "If you really are worried about it, I'm sure Conor or one of his family members could make some wards to protect you."

[imworthfivedollars]

🖋 (okay but i dare you to try playing my idiot boy conor)

Send me a 🖋 and a character you’d like to see me write, and I’ll give it my best shot! Status: Accepting! @lyallmuses 

“It’s Conor, with one N. My mom wanted to give my sister and I Irish names, and the Irish version has one N, not two. My sister got the name Bevin, so we never see cups with our names in those souvenir shops.”

[thxemazingem]

“ you want me to punch him in the face ?? ” (1000% jake)

𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐓 / 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓   ♡   𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 Status: Accepting! @lycllmuses​ 

Em always got into fights for a good reason. Xe couldn’t stand down when innocent people got pushed around and picked on. If Em had the ability to help someone, xe would.

It must have been working, because today some jerk had ambushed Em when xe was walking out of the building. He had slammed his fist into xer cheek so hard that xe had immediately crumpled to the ground. Em laid there until xe stopped seeing stars a few minutes later-

-and Jake’s worried face hovering over xer instead. 

Em didn’t bother to tell him what happened. It was pretty obvious, and xe didn’t feel like covering someone’s ass just so Jake wouldn’t fuss over xer. 

‘You want me to punch him in the face?’

Em laughs quietly. Jake would say that. Xe winces as xe feels the bruise blooming across the right side of xer face. It’s enough to make xer eyes water. 

“No-” Em wipes xer eyes. “Maybe. Not right now. Can you just- stay with me?”

Xe had no idea how hard xe hit xer head, and xe really didn’t want to sit up only to black out again. 

[imworthfivedollars]

📱(conor)

Send 📱 for five texts my muse didn’t send yours, and one that they didStatus: Accepting!@lycllmuses

I don’t know if Em would be around without youI worry about you some times. A lot of the time. If I die, I know that you’ll be around to help Em, and that helps me not be so scared on the jobWhat kind of flowers would Bevin like? I want to impress her.What do you think of this ring? Do you think she’d like it?

[text: Conor] Can you please come over and check the wards at the house? I want to make sure everything’s set before we move in. Thank you so much. 

[imworthfivedollars]

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“Hey, Micah. How was school today?” Parrish emerged from the kitchen with Smoothie on his shoulder. “Your child is keeping me company while I cook.”