#raphanomaly

[ferreralpha-blog]

[Closed]

Fucking wolfsbane bullets. I’ll fucking shove those things up his ass once I heal.

... And I can’t find my fucking blowtorch. Just fucking fantastic.

[kissesfromhale-blog]

The Scent of Blood || Camden&Raph&Derek&Laura

Laura felt a numbing calm hit her once the door shut behind them, hearing Talia butt the door a couple of times before she wandered off to her next victim. She was losing too much blood. Laura pressed her hand against her side, letting out a small, pained cry. Her hand shook like a leaf, barely able to keep tightly pressed against the wound. “Derek, the blood,” She choked out, hoping he understood what she meant. Her vision was just a blur of pain and Derek’s chest, where she’d pressed her face up against him to try to hide the tears from him.

[mytruealphamccall-blog]

Unveiled End (Closed: Jackson, Raph)

“Hey guys,” Scott said, pretending this was just a regular meeting. “We all good to go?” He didn’t want to go back to Eichen House. The place was just horrible, and knowing what they were going to do wasn’t exactly helping him feel any better about it. 

[bh-anomalyradio-blog]

THE LONELY ISLAND LYRICS - I Just Had Sex for Raph and Isaac

Oh hey, didn't see you there Guess what I just did? Had sex, undressed Saw her boobies and the rest

I am so sorry for this. Blame the anonymous requester.

Make your requests here!

[dannymaheanomaly]

The Defiler [Elder God/Stiles/Jackson/Kenna/Raph]

He didn't know how much time had passed, but he knew it was soon. Soon, he'd be able to use a new body-- or maybe even the same one, to continue his havoc on the small town of Beacon Hills. It'd be easier to take Danny again, with his mind all broken up from the last time, but he didn't want to risk another chance of the pathetic human almost dying. It took time for him to rejuvenate; controlling people was never easy. The time would be wasted.

Nobody had found him in his convenient hiding spot. Nobody would guess to check in the old tunnels underneath the Hale house. And anybody who stumbled on him accidentally would only succumb to him, he was sure. He was safe and soon, he'd be able to kill again.

Until he heard them. The wind? No, voices, footsteps above him, movement getting closer. Quickly, with one last effort to keep himself safe, he shifted into the image of poor little Danny Boy, closing his hands into fists to hide the mouth's still present on them.