#mccallmeagent

[notmyjeepyoucreep]

It was not hard to find the shitty motel room Scotts father stayed at after Melissa had thrown him out. It should have been harder probably, but there were only so many places to stay at in Beacon Hills, and Stiles had always been good with words. So he stood there, wondering if he should knock, before deciding that he could barge in just like the man had barged into the town. Rude and without even attempting to ask. Unlocking the door with not completely legal means, he opened the door with a loud bang, slamming it shut right behind him. " So, Agent Mccall. You and  I need to have a talk. Under my conditions this time. "

[beaconhillslibrarian-archive]

mccallmeagent started following you

"Good afternoon, welcome to Beacon Hills Public Library. How can I help you?"

[shadowsxandregrets]

Father of Mine (Tell Me Where Have You Been?)

It'd been a few weeks since the last time he'd laid eyes on Agent McCall. Scott'd caught him skulking around the house a couple of times, but like all of his father's attempts at actually being fatherly, it seemed to fizzle out after a couple of unsuccessful tries. (Something Scott tried to pretend didn't hurt as bad as it did.) Now though, it was difficult to ignore the man standing in front of the grocery store shelf housing Scott's favorite cereal. "Uh. Can you move?" 

[beta-isaac-lahey-blog]

+mccallmeagent

"I really don't like you, Mr. McCall."

[lydiaximmunity-archive-blog]

mccallmeagent replied to your post “I see daddy McCall and Stiles smut on my dash.”

//apparently there are 6 people in 2 different countries reading that readmore right now omg

OMFG and I'm actually one of them! XD

[nodicksune-archive]

To all the people I owe replies from asks. I'm going to make them new threads because my computer won't let me reblog the ask or whatever.

[eyes-blazing]

5 People On The Streets

mccallmeagent

protegam

bite-scratch-howl

lupusmilitis

victoriahale

Emrys was skateboarding, of course he was. The bike was to much of a give away in such a quite town. Better to be a "punk" then have his grandfathers army in such a small human town. He was slowly working his way back to the warehouse he'd bought and renovated when he almost ran into someone. 'Oh. Sorry.'

[nodicksune-archive]

⁇ //I had to

Send ⁇ for a drunk text

[text]: hey there rafe

[text]: wjats up

[text]: i neeed to ask you a favor

[text]: i have a BIG situtaion