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mother nature is a serial killer, no one’s better, more creative, but like all serial killers, she can’t help the urge to want to get caught. -fassbach, andrew (wwz.)

muses featured from world war z, the wolves of mercy falls, the walking dead, &&. until dawn

#⚓ 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓏𝑒𝓇𝟢 𝒶𝓈 𝒶 𝓃𝓊𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇. ( ooc. )#💀 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜; 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐝𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠. ( sp. )

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mother nature is a serial killer, no one’s better, more creative, but like all serial killers, she can’t help the urge to want to get caught. -fassbach, andrew (wwz.)

muses featured from world war z, the wolves of mercy falls, the walking dead, &&. until dawn

#💀 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜; 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐝𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠. ( sp. )#⚓ 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓏𝑒𝓇𝟢 𝒶𝓈 𝒶 𝓃𝓊𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇. ( ooc. )

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mother nature is a serial killer, no one’s better, more creative, but like all serial killers, she can’t help the urge to want to get caught. -fassbach, andrew (wwz.)

muses featured from world war z, the wolves of mercy falls, the walking dead, &&. until dawn

#⚓ 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓏𝑒𝓇𝟢 𝒶𝓈 𝒶 𝓃𝓊𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇. ( ooc. )#💀 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜; 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐝𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠. ( sp. )#(where beck will be from now on)#(muses page is still super under co)

does anyone have a good muse page code that i can use? i need it for the multi

#⚓ 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓏𝑒𝓇𝟢 𝒶𝓈 𝒶 𝓃𝓊𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇. ( ooc. )

psa

just a reminder! this muse is being moved to a multi within the day. i will soon have the sp up for the new account. this account will then be an archive. i will be moving all threads for my active accounts (i.e. @cursedmorality , @duxmaxime, &&. @omnixvolo) to the new account. keep an eye out loves.

i love you all, i will see you soon

#⚓ 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓏𝑒𝓇𝟢 𝒶𝓈 𝒶 𝓃𝓊𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇. ( ooc. )

so here is the thing: imma move beck to a multi tomorrow. i have a bunch of muses that i miss playing &&. want to bring back, but getting more than three accounts has been difficult for me. so im gonna make that multi skeleton tonight, move muses there tomorrow, &&. post the url/link once i am done. but if you have any suggestion for muses, or want to know who is gonna be on the account, feel free to message me.

#⚓ 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓏𝑒𝓇𝟢 𝒶𝓈 𝒶 𝓃𝓊𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇. ( ooc. )

simple desires.

want. what an easy idea. she wanted his hands in her hair; wanted him to fuck her like she thinks he wants to. she wanted this. right now and in the moment, and that has to be enough. cheeks hollow as she slides down him again, stopping when he hits the back of her throat. his fingers find her hair, and the girl can’t help but hum around him. she pulls back and sucks on the head, flattens her tongue around the base, and moves down once more, drinking in the sounds he was making. she’s like this until he pulls her away, a soft sound dying in her throat as she struggles to get standing again. fingers curl in the material of his shirt once she’s back on her feet and she wants so badly to take it off him. taking a risk and making a suggestion all in one, she starts with the buttons before she’s against the desk again. when beck asks, jac can’t say no. it feels like an impossible task so she nods and turns, ass brushing against him as she makes the movement. “ thank you, sir. ”

💀 simple desires are just that. something that get lost among the translation of one thing to another. he doesn’t want to pull her back to her feet, but he needs to. needs to see the beautiful picture of her bent over his desk. how breath taking it is to see her like so. rough fingers graze soft skin as soon as she is on her feet, chin tipping up a bit to press lips roughly against her own. he can feel her feeble attempts to get his shirt off continuing until she turns around &&. he is hovering behind her. his grin is crooked as he lines up with her, free hand gripping to her hip as he pulls them flush to his own before pressing into her, groaning low in his throat at the wet, heat of her surrounds him.

#preconcievedxdisaster #α 𝓱𝓲𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓫𝓮𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓭 𝓼𝓲𝓶𝓹𝓵𝓮 𝓰𝓾𝓲𝓼𝓮𝓼. ( jac x beck. )#// nsfw #(sucky smut sucks!)

goddess of the hunt.

It is not until the man’s eyes raise to hers that Artemis sees the wolf laying behind them. Her demeanor of authority does not diminish, but rather intensifies. She stands before a wolf - a wolf comparable to the Roman legends of Romulus and Remus, the ones who were claimed by a mother wolf; raised in the feral ruins of nature. He is like them, she realizes. A lycanthrope. A creature of the moon. A creature of the forest. Her eyes look upon him coldly, analyzing him. She can even find it in herself to briefly ignore the onslaught of sarcasm dripping from his mouth. Her focus is on the wolf beneath. However, she knows he does not know her, for the mortals have all but forgotten the old gods. But the wolf may know. Catching his gaze, Artemis closes her eyes, and when they open they are golden like a wolf’s. She watches him closely, studying him. A growl emits from her throat. “ You are of the forest. The forest is under my reign and protection. By default, so is the animal within you, ” she says. When she blinks, her eyes return to their silvery hue. “ You stand before Artemis, goddess of the hunt, lycanthrope. ”

💀 whatever it was that this other person was was something powerful. it made the wolfs skin crawl while his attention is focused on the shorter woman. there was power before him &&. he was not going to question it anymore than what he has. his shoulders square back, jaw locking &&. rotating back as he continues to stand before her. that creature lurking in his veins is rearing its head; pacing frantically beneath a thin surface that was bound to crack eventually. the wolf was answering to this higher power that beck had no clue what it was. the sudden vision of golden eyes before is enough to make the breath leave him in shock; such a heavy sigh of sorts as he swallows back on the lump in his throat. who was she? how did she manage such control over his inner beast like so? there is a vice like grip on him &&. he is simply frozen to the spot before her. ❝ who..? ❞ but that question was answered soon after &&. he feels his knees buckle just the slightest. artemis? goddess of the hunt like the greek goddess? that wasn’t possible.

#theonterata #α 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔂 𝔀𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓲 𝓪𝓬𝓱𝓮 𝓾𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓵 𝓲 𝓫𝓵𝓮𝓮𝓭. ( main. )

hey hey you you pls kiss this girl xx

🐺 murky hazel hues find the petite blonde as she stands before him. sam had come close to figuring out what was going on between the two of them. but he still managed to avoid it. but just barely. his smile is crooked, lopsided &&. he finds himself being drawn back into her; hands on her waist with his nose brushing over the line of her jaw before a gentle kiss is pressed to her lips. soft &&. barely even there. it only lasts for a few minutes before he is kissing her again, a little more demanding this time; possessive with this kiss as he draws her in closer. she was his. he wouldn’t let anything come between that.

meme: first five get kisses 2/5for: @preconcievedxdisasterstatus: still accepting

#preconcievedxdisaster #💀 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐲. ( answered. )#α 𝓱𝓲𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓫𝓮𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓭 𝓼𝓲𝓶𝓹𝓵𝓮 𝓰𝓾𝓲𝓼𝓮𝓼. ( jac x beck. )

mon amour.

“ nope. you do not get to do that. i need time to think. ” she watches as his gaze gets more and more unfocused. she can’t figure out what she’s missed, there has to be something that she didn’t see when she looked him over the first time. hands work fast when slapping him doesn’t bring beck back to consciousness; she starts to panic. she’s been joking about him dying on her couch, but that possibility seems to become more a reality by the minute and jac’s not sure what to do. he starts to bleed again and presses another towel to his skin, holding until the blood is staining her hands red. she can’t call for an ambulance. he’s been shot and the hospital will need to call the cops and she’s covered in his blood. she’d be arrested before they even got him out of the apartment. no. she’s gotta figure this out herself. get him okay enough to get sam down here. “ we’re gonna- i’m gonna lay you down okay? and then i’m gonna start trying to dig shit outta you. and you’re gonna owe me something big. like a fucking boat or something. ” she maneuvers him down slowly, hand never leaving the towel against him. “ hey. i’m not going anywhere. if i did i’d be charged with murder. i’m not gonna leave. i’m staying. but we gotta get you better, soon, babe. ”

🐺 there’s a protest, he can hear that much at least, but it quickly fades into the dark recesses of his mind. endlessly echoing against nothingness. but in that nothingness he can only think of her well being &&. what may be best to do. out of all of that, only one name keeps echoing though. someone that may be able to help her figure out the problem. &&. they may not like that beck was here &&. not at home. but sam would still know what to do really. he always did. he was a smart kid. &&. he had complete faith that jac would call him to get him down here once the complete worst was gone. there’s a quiet chuckle that leaves him the minute that he catches part of what she is saying. a boat? the wolf didn’t even think that she liked boats. there’s a very weak &&. quick nod from him to acknowledge what she has said; sinking down against her couch before she is laying him back. he groans low in his throat in response, a feeble cough rising in his throat. it only caused more red to stain his lips before that pressure is back on his abdomen. ❝ s-s-stay... ❞ much like the name of his son, it is the only thing that he can get out or even think about right now.

#preconcievedxdisaster #α 𝓱𝓲𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓫𝓮𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓭 𝓼𝓲𝓶𝓹𝓵𝓮 𝓰𝓾𝓲𝓼𝓮𝓼. ( jac x beck. )

red stained hands cover a wound on her side; the girl ignores the pain && the taste of metal lingering on her tongue. she smiles halfheartedly in his direction, “i’m fine, it’s nothing, i’ll be okay.”

🐺 beck recognizes that look. he has seen it too many times to count on one hand. his murky attention is immediately drawn to her before he is half stumbling to her; practically sliding it seems to help ease her to the ground before hands are roaming over her to the wound at her side. he’s shaking his head. quick &&. deliberate as rough fingers nudge her hand away to cover the parted flesh. he doesn’t care that his hands are now red or that he hasn’t even said anything. all words are frozen in the depths of his throat; squirming &&. fighting to be free. finally something does manage to get out. ❝ no. no this is not okay. you will be, but this is not okay. what happened, jacqueline? ❞

@preconcievedxdisaster

#preconcievedxdisaster

such a little tease.

[ text: fucking tease ] sent a photo

[ text ] only almost? maybe i should try harder. [ text ] its mighty hard to suck you off like that [ text ] i could try tho [ text ] put on a show for your coworkers

[ text: little tease ] goddammit.... [ text ] who said it would be with them in the room? [ text ] you have no idea how difficult it is to remain quiet &&. calm with them around [ text ] my office. ten minutes.

#preconcievedxdisaster #α 𝓱𝓲𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓫𝓮𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓭 𝓼𝓲𝓶𝓹𝓵𝓮 𝓰𝓾𝓲𝓼𝓮𝓼. ( jac x beck. )

irishcinnamonroll

Jonathan Rhys Meyers in Black Butterfly (26 May 2017, USA)

#🐺 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘬. ( beck. )

avengedinchains

#🐺 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘬. ( beck. )

for artemis, why the hell not?

🐺 murky hazel hues had been glued to her frame the entire time that they had been here. he kept telling himself it was just to make sure that she was okay. that he could protect her &&. keep her safe no matter what. but in all reality, he was drawn to her. drawn to the way she moved. like she was dancing around every obstacle in her way. she was beautiful like so &&. beck didn’t even know who she was.

he had heard rumor from others about the beautiful graces that danced in the halls of the great gods walking this earth. but that is all he thought they were. rumors &&. nothing more than that. until now at least. there was no way that someone of pure beauty couldn’t be a goddess.

his smirk grows wider as he picks his way across to the other, through the thicket of people that had come out for today. he needed to know who she was. get to know her.

she said her name was artemis, a beautiful name all the same. he finds himself enjoying her company; light laughs, smiles, &&. more staying with him the entire night with her. the had taken a few walks around the far perimeter of the garden; trading stories &&. jokes with one another. her smile is as brilliant as the sun &&. he wants nothing more than to have the taste of her lips on his own. so he stops her from continuing any further, one hand resting on her hip as he stares her down; barely inching closer to her until his nose is bumping into her own &&. his breath is ghosting into her own. he finds another smile lingering as lips press to her own, eyes closing just the slightest as he takes the frozen time to enjoy the moment; pulling her frame flush to his own.

meme: first five get kisses 1/5for: @theonteratastatus: still accepting

#theonterata #💀 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐲. ( answered. )#α 𝓼𝓲𝓶𝓹𝓵𝔂 𝓼𝓵𝓲𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓱 𝓶𝔂 𝓯𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓻𝓼. ( undt. )#(little olympus era au for beck? i think so.)#(possible as well! he is orion in a past life!)#(side note. this took forever and i am so sorry.)