a reckless hunters' wet dream

[jackxriley]

twistedxpromises​     /     kaia.

Kaia rolled her eyes as she sipped her drink. Setting her phone down on the counter, she made sure to look the man directly. “I wasn’t disturbing you. I was on a phone call. Very clearly minding my own business.” Waving the bartender down for another drink, she offered the man a tight smile. “So, want to tell me why you’re being so goddamn nosy?”

“Bit of a loud bar to be taking phone calls in, don’t you think?” Jack asked, brow raised as he glanced across at the female. “Nosy? Definitely not. Annoyed you sit next to me then choose to have a phone call right next to me, disturbing my small amount of down time? More likely. What was so important you couldn’t step outside?”

[jackxriley]

closed starter for @twistedxpromises​   /   charlotte & jack.

jack sighed, sitting at the bar in front of the female he had noticed a few times at the club. in all honesty, the bite club probably wasn’t the smartest place for him to be but he knew that humans were being taken advantage of there and the more he went the more information he could get, and hopefully they could come up with an operation to get them out of there. he’d determined the last time he was there that the female was human. she had still had bruises on her body, injuries that would have healed if she were a vampire. so he sat in front of her, rolling his shoulders, “bourbon, please.” jack spoke once he had her attention, eyes looking over the female analytically. 

[jackxriley]

eternallyxcrooked‌  /  saylor.

Saylor stared at the man, wide eyed, when she noticed the gun. A man made weapon that could be lethal. She remembered her teachings. So many have killed our kind, Saylor. But it’s not nearly as bad as being caught in a net and tortured. Saylor managed to move back slightly, the waves crashing on the beach and the water flowing around her legs. It caused her to sink further into the sand, making it harder for her to move. 

“I was running.” She said quietly, trying to form a story in her head. “My legs– they gave out on me. I can’t move them now. I’m too weak.” Saylor knew how to act like the innocent, lost girl. “My legs hurt every time I put weight on them.” She explained and then let out a gasp as he helped her up. She clutched an arm around his neck, clenching her teeth as she tried to stand on her own two feet. “Myths?” She asked, glancing up at the human. “Yeah. I saw your gun.” She muttered, eyeing his waistband. 

“Some say the merfolk have found a way to walk among the rest of us, but I’m not too sure any magic could be that powerful.” Jack murmured, supporting the female’s weight. “We’re gonna head to neutral territory, and I’m gonna drop you off. I can’t stay with you I’ve got things to do. I mean, unless there’s somewhere else closer you wanna go?” Watching the female fumble with her legs had him beyond confused, but it wasn’t his problem. He wouldn’t make it his problem, he wouldn’t ask questions... But curiosity got the best of him. “What were you running for that you ran until you couldn’t move your legs?” Sure, there were a lot of scary things in the world but then if you were this vulnerable perhaps you shouldn’t wander to beaches in merfolk territory. “It’s just uniform. I won’t have to use it, unless you give me issues. You’re not gonna give me any issues, are you?”

[jackxriley]

eternallyxcrooked‌  /  axel.

“I will as long as you don’t let your annoying sexual desires get me killed.” Axel stated as he eyed the other before looking back to where he was walking. The two of them obviously had characteristics that annoyed one another. Why they continued to hunt together was beyond Axel. He snubbed his nose and made a gagging sound. “God, you’re disgusting.” Even if it was a joke, Axel still didn’t understand why the other male enjoyed talking like that. “You do realize that harmless flirting to you might mean that you want to be killed or used by them, right?” He asked, not even caring to look at Jack to see his expression. 

“I can’t help it, I’m a very sexual person yet I spend most of my time with you. You can see why I’m so fucking frustrated you interrupted me, asshole.” At his comments of concern, Jack almost smiled at the other; he held it back though. “You think I’m not good enough at my job that I couldn’t fight off an overzealous vamp? Or any other creature?” He asked as he side-eyed the other, shrugging. “It’s not like I’ve got a queue of humans lining up to fuck me, Ax. I gotta get it somewhere. And you’re too focused on the job to even realise the opportunity right in front of you.” In all honesty, Jack hadn’t really befriended many other humans, though he wouldn’t call what they had a friendship either. It was probably the closest Jack would get. “So, what if I’m using them, not the other way around, huh?”  

[asimplenote]

Delta Rae - Bottom Of The River [Official Music Video]

[jackxriley]

Hold my hand Ooh, baby, it's a long way down to the bottom of the river Hold my hand Ooh, baby, it's a long way down, a long way down

@eternallyxcrooked

[oftragxdy]

Saylor practically crawled out of the cave that had led to Myre Grove. She had just completed a deal with a Fae and now she had legs for three whole days. It wasn’t as long as she wanted, but that’s what happened when Merfolk had to compromise. 

She made her way to the shore, her legs partially dragging in the damp sand. She let out a breath as she forced herself onto her knees. Her legs were shaking, weak from the transformation. Her whole body was weak. She had just underwent excruciating pain to get what she wanted. 

The mermaid lifted her head and noticed someone walking towards the shore. “H-hello–” Her arms gave out from underneath her, causing her upper body to be covered in sand. She let out an annoyed breath and then forced herself into a kneeling position. “Could you help me stand, please?” She asked the onlooker. She knew she couldn’t trust anyone outside of the water, but she needed to hurry up and get her legs back to working before a guard came to either follow her or drag her back into the water.

[jackxriley]

One of the few things he hated about being a hunter was the forced patrols he had to go on, and that included scouting for food at the beach. Checking any nets they had set up in place, making sure they were still there and seeing if they were lucky enough to catch anything this time and putting an end to any creature that wasn’t human that they spotted along the way. That’s what they were supposed to do. Jack didn’t like rules. Sure, he’d go out and look for food, and the precious resources they needed. But he wasn’t told when to kill someone. He decided that for himself. A long time ago he’d vowed to never let anyone or any sort of system force him to kill another person, supernatural or not. He’d do it if he had to, to protect someone. He’d do it if he wanted to, for fun. There were times he wanted to, and times he didn’t. Being around him was often very night and day, different people getting different sides of him. He was walking down the beach when he saw the woman struggling, and he hesitated. Gun still in his hand, he looked over the other. She didn’t look injured, but she was clearly weak. He wondered what had happened, but that wasn’t his mission right now, or something he cared very much about. 

After a few more moments hesitation, he holstered the gun, moving slowly towards her. “What are you doing out here? Why can’t you stand?” Jack asked, crouching so that he was almost eye-level with the woman. “Are you injured?” Puzzled, he looked over her again. He couldn’t see any physical injuries. It was suspicious to him, but he’d already put his weapon away and so his decision was made. An arm slipped around her waist, pulling one of her arms around his shoulders and slowly he stood, helping her up. “You need to be careful all the way out here. Rumours fly, myths are being believed more and more. If anyone else had found you, or if I had been in a different mood, you may not have made it off of the ground. Lucky for you today’s mood seems to be ‘ generous ‘.” For now. 

[jackxriley]

crxxkedevil‌     /     jakoris.

Wry grin on his face, Jakoris replied with some amusement. "I guess you know now that I don’t do subtle.” tongue flicking up against his fangs again to carry the point forward. The vampire had always been upfront; his way of determining whether he’d like the other person or not. If they were brave, stupid or downright idiotic to think to challenge him at his own game. The way the human carried himself was narrowing the options to their purpose in the neutral faction, the few remaining mortals were like treasures. Jack wasn’t all that fond of knowing this one could be a little more than the standard weak. In fact, he was probably on the edge of playing with fire himself; part of the game he figured. Treading the tightrope until he lost footing and fell. 

The comment admittedly caused a stir in the pit of Jakoris’ stomach, a little twitch of eagerness at the taunt as if he’d take up the threat and make truth of it on the bar side. Jack didn’t usually play as easily with men as he did women, but this one - entertainment. “Some like it, don’t knock it til you try it,” he commented, eyes flickering to a few spots on the man’s skin, the temptation to act on their back and forth increasing. Jack was far more controlled to let it overwhelm him. “I’ll even let you bite back if that’s what you’re into,” he smirked, wondering if the man possessed the strength to even penetrate skin - and if he did, that might actually become a problem. The other male didn’t need to see that thought become verbal. You’re actually fucking going with it - just because you have suspicions about him, wow. 

Then the threat came to light and Jack’s head lifted to shift his attention to the mortal. The grin was still visible from each corner of his drink when he swigged it. “With a tongue like that, it’s a marvel you’ve lived this long,” the vampire remarked, a genuine bout of surprise in his tone. The mistaken accusation - or ruse, whatever the man’s angle was left an impression on the vampire. The name, too, was another level of amusement. “I don’t think you’re drinking to my taste, Jack,” mirroring the other’s gesture and wallowing the last of his glass, the cup being put down on the side, the vampire’s finger flicking it across the counter for the tender to refill. “Unless I’m mistaken and you’re into the A,B,O spectrum?” he taunted before handing out his name - if not just for the fact they shared it. “and I’m the better Jack,” I also had the name first, little fuck.  

“No shit.” He scoffed, eyeing the vampire carefully though his eyes always seemed to fall back to the fangs. If he were honest, which didn’t happen very often when he spoke aloud, supernatural creatures fascinated him. There was so much to learn about them, all of them, and that thirst for knowledge also fuelled his thirst to hunt. Though, his thirst to fuck with them was much stronger. Especially arrogant vampires like the one who had been so open two seconds in to their conversation. 

Jack laughed, shaking his head at the other, “I’m sure I’d fucking love it, actually. But I don’t trust any of you enough to trust that you’d stop before I ended up being bled dry. And what’s the point in biting back when the pretty marks are just gonna disappear from your skin in seconds? That’s just a waste, do you not think?” He asked, brows raised as tongue darted out over his lower lip, wetting it slightly before biting softly.

“Most people see the value in a tongue as good as mine.” Jack smirked, “Definitely good enough to keep me alive, but my other skills help too.” Skills that he’d rather keep under his belt unless he had to use them. If he downed one creature at Beserkers, he was sure the others would take it as a challenge. Then his night would be full of fighting instead of what he came there to do -- drink. “Doesn’t mean you can’t buy me a drink, does it?” The human asked, chuckling at the others suggestion. “No. Though I’d make a pretty hot omega if I say so myself. I hear the alpha’s can’t resist when one comes around.” Jack had often used lone wolves as bait for bigger and badder wolves - promising the omega’s their lives in return for their help. It was bullshit though, unless they were smart enough to run when the other wolves were fighting for their lives.

His brow raised as the other introduced himself, though it was quite a common name he supposed, “You’re really not, but I’ll let you have your delusions, just this once. Oh, and I’m drinking tequila. For when you buy me that drink.” 

[jackxriley]

eternallyxcrooked‌     /     axel.

He didn’t want to entertain the other. That’s now what he was there for. And yet, Jack had some odd way of bringing his anger out. Normally, Axel was pretty good at keeping it hidden inside of himself. “Just fighting and surviving is fine with me.” It was all his mind was consumed with. Not necessarily the surviving part. He didn’t really care about that. “No, you fucking moron. Not here. In the Darklands.” He motioned towards the outer portion of The Haven, in the direction of where the Vampires resided. “However you want. I don’t care.” He paused, eyeing Jack closely. “Don’t tell me you fuck them too.” 

“Watch it.” Jack growled, not taking kindly to being called names by the other. Still, he followed Axel as they made their way out of neutral territory. “Just don’t let your anger get me killed, Axel.” He had gone out on hunts with the other before, noticed how angry the supernatural seemed to make him. It’s not like he wasn’t angry all the time, but it seemed to be at a different level. The next words though caused Jack to smirk, “I mean I usually let them do the fucking, really. So powerful you could cum in seconds.” He laughed, watching the others expression for a moment before shaking his head. “No. I’ve never fucked one, or been fucked by one. But harmless flirting at Beserkers? Definitely.” 

[oftragxdy]

jackxriley‌:

“No? Is that you admitting you’d rather be somebody’s baby?” Jack smirked, a laugh escaping his lips as he imagined the other at someone else’s mercy. “Oh I’m sorry, am I getting under your skin? What a fucking shame.” He hissed at the other, jaw clenching. Axel had gotten under his skin many times before, and with Jack that was usually hard to do. The other hunter could consider this payback. “What kinda price we talking?” He asked, brow raised as hands sunk into jacket pockets.

“Oh fuck off.” Axel hissed at the other, his eyes darting to glare at Jack. “Is that all you think about?” He asked, narrowing his eyes at Jack. If he had a normal life, a life without threats around every corner, Axel might be the same way. But he wasn’t. He clenched his jaw but refused to answer the rhetorical question. It was true. Jack was getting under his skin. “Help me kill some vamps.” Axel said. “Well… more like distract them for me.” He offered Jack a smile. 

[jackxriley]

“What else is there to think about other than fighting and fucking? Seriously, name me one other good thing to think about on a daily basis.” Jack snorted, knowing anything Axel could say probably wouldn’t be something he’d class as worthy of a second thought. “I’m neutral ground? Do you have a death wish?” Though, he supposed it would mean it would be more of a rush. “How do you suppose I distract them, baby?” He asked, wetting his lower lip with his tongue as he took a step towards the other.

[i-seeaspaceshipinthe-sky]

banshee betty & the umbrella academy parallels

[jackxriley]

i’m gonna write a full bio eventually but here are some points about jack: 

his parents were shitty parents, and they abandoned him when he was about 11

he likes to think he looked after himself, and for the most part he did, but realistically he always had someone looking out for him until he grew up enough to fully take care of himself ( come plot if you want your chara to be that person? note that they would have to be like, double his age or like a vamp or smth )

he didn’t become a hunter because he has the overwhelming need to kill the supernatural. jack has a need for adrenaline rushes, and hunting gives that to him. it’s also the reason you’ll often find him in beserker’s bar. plus, being trained to hunt by someone who knows what they’re doing ( see above point ) meant that he had the skills needed.

he’s extremely flirtatious, but honestly it’s just to mask his own insecurities and try and get the conversation off of him and onto something else. on that note, he is bisexual, but he heavily heavily heavily leans towards men. like 90% men and 10% female. it takes a certain type of woman to get to him on that level

[jackxriley]

eternallyxcrooked‌     /     axel.

“Looks have nothing to do with it.” He sneered as he yanked his arm out from the other’s grasp once they were outside. He was not one to talk about his sexual side to anyone. He rarely even let himself experience that side of life. He didn’t have time. Nor did he have the mental capacity to even think of such things. Not really. His mind was filled with vengeance and drive to kill all the monsters in sight. “Maybe sew your mouth shut and make sure you don’t do it again.” He glared at the other as he folded his arms across his chest. “What?” He asked, shaking his head back and forth. “No. I don’t smoke.” He ran his tongue over his bottom lip as his eyes began scanning the immediate area. “But I could swipe some for you… for a price.” He eyed Jack with a small smile on his lips.

“No? Is that you admitting you’d rather be somebody’s baby?” Jack smirked, a laugh escaping his lips as he imagined the other at someone else’s mercy. “Oh I’m sorry, am I getting under your skin? What a fucking shame.” He hissed at the other, jaw clenching. Axel had gotten under his skin many times before, and with Jack that was usually hard to do. The other hunter could consider this payback. “What kinda price we talking?” He asked, brow raised as hands sunk into jacket pockets.

[jackxriley]

crxxkedevil‌     /     jakoris

Beserker’s was always chaos, it constantly reeked of the aftermath of ruination and despair; that alluring lull of old and new blood tinging the air and swarming Jakoris’ senses every with every intake of breath - per se. He was swilling a drink, arse firmly planted on the barside, feet planted on the stool that had been torn from its once secure fastenings; now rusted and broken with past carnage as the vampire idly used it as a footrest. The bar’s walls were stained, slashed with haphazard markings of claws, teeth and in most places, a stray blade was embedded in the walls. Jack could sit a watch for hours, nursing the laced drink and throwing amused smirks at every fallen fucker that ended up on the floor; either dead, brutalised - in some cases, mutilated even after they crossed over. 

Jakoris sucks on his teeth, tongue prodding at his canines, eyes trailing the bar for something a little more worthwhile than the staling drink in his hand. He’d eyeballed the shit to his left a little more than once - the man with a presence that seemed to leave him untouched by the majority of monsters that prowled the less than admirable establishment. He felt an annoying itch claw at his throat, unpleasant for the most part; undeniably familiar and sated by the thing running through the man’s veins. Neutral ground was complicated. Humans were difficult in those grounds; a little protected by an unspoken law; also shielded by The Haven’s spells that prevented all the known barbarism. “Do you enjoy playing the dangerous game?” he asked, shifting a little where he was lounged on the bar, glancing down to the man with a all too toothy grin; until another left that organised fight broke out - strange human at the bar was his entertainment. 

Then the fuck spoke. 

The vampire’s head tilted, curious eyes prowling the man over once more. “I think you’re a little ahead of yourself there, you’re always the fucking problem,” he returned, flicking his tongue along his teeth with a snap. “So, bite me fucker,” he added, a little ruse falling off the edge of his words; Jack didn’t do angry or mad; he didn’t care in the slightest about it. He was simply fond of playing - fucking and feeding. Those who were at least worthy of those things. 

“Bite you? You’re subtle.” Jack laughed, shaking his head at the other. It’s like the supernatural had this unwritten rule that they made jokes about their own species and yet somehow thought  they were flying under the radar. If he gave enough of a shit, he’d probably be amused. Jack was a hunter because he had the skills, and because it gave him the adrenaline rushes that his body craved every fucking day. He didn’t really hold any type of grudge against them. Jack imagined his parents had probably died at the hands of a supernatural, but that was their own fucking fault. Besides, they left Jack long before he was old enough to really understand the shit in this world. 

“I’d say I’d much rather you bite me, but I’m guessing that wouldn’t work out well for me?” The aura around the other screamed supernatural. Jack wasn’t entirely sure what, but he knew what he’d guess if he had to. He couldn’t say he’d come across a species as arrogant as vampires besides humans themselves. Jack sighed, finally glancing across and meeting the others eyes, a smirk settling on his lips. “As for dangerous games, they’re what I live for. Don’t underestimate me, or you’ll end up another stain on the bar floor.” 

He finished his drink, though eyes stayed on the stranger just in case he decided to launch an attack. Jack wouldn’t be surprised, considering the setting, but it was much better than some of the other options. Plus, he thrived off of chaos and nobody could say that the Beserker Bar wasn’t chaos. “If you’re going to flirt, and badly at that, then I should at least know your name. I’m Jack, and personally I think you should buy the next round.” 

[jackxriley]

eternallyxcrooked‌     /     axel.

Jack’s jaw clenched as he glared at the other. “God, you must have a screw loose in that fucking head of yours.” He said, completely avoiding the questions. Axel had the urge to jerk his own arm out of Jack’s grasp but he didn’t. “I’m on edge? You’re the one talking about shit you shouldn’t be, in a place where people could easily take advantage of us.” He hissed. Yes, he was on edge. He was on edge almost every single day he was around any supernatural creature. He couldn’t help it. Every ounce of who he was screamed at him to kill every single one of the fuckers. But he couldn’t. 

“Probably more than the one, yeah. Something you’re finally right about. But nah, you’re right about something else too. Out of the two of us you definitely look more daddy than I do.” Jack was surprised that Axel just let him grab him and pull him out of the bar, but he wasn’t complaining. When they were out in the fresh air ( well, as fresh as it got ) he let go of Axel, looking around them. “Alright, alright. I ran my mouth a little bit there. What you gonna do about it, huh?” He asked, pulling his carton of cigarettes out of his pocket before cursing, and tossing the empty box. “You got a cig?”

[jackxriley]

eternallyxcrooked‌     /     axel.

Axel’s cheeks radiated with heat at the comment. “Don’t call me that.” He said sternly, his voice faltering slightly. Jack really knew how to throw him off his game. “No thank you. You probably wouldn’t be able to do that much damage, anyway.” He muttered as he folded his arms across his chest. “Somewhere not as busy.” He insisted. Somewhere with less supernatural creatures snooping around. 

He noticed the redness to Axel’s cheeks and smirked some more, grinning even more at the faltering voice. “What? Being called daddy gets you hot and bothered? Should’ve had that one figured from day one. Unless you’re the one that likes calling people that, baby?” Jack shook his head, grabbing Axel’s arm to tug him out of the bar he clearly disliked so much. “You can’t be so on edge around here, Ax. It’s gonna get you in trouble. Let’s just head back.”

[humanveil]

THE ADDAMS FAMILY (1991)

[jackxriley]

@eternallyxcrooked - jack & axel

[jackxriley]

eternallyxcrooked‌     /     axel.

Jack drove Axel crazy. He could stand his guts most of the time, and yet, Axel always came to the man when he needed help. Axel still wasn’t sure why. “I could do that. Considering how you just bit me.” He glared at the other. “You know, it really seems as if you have a fucking death sentence.” Axel let out a groan as he ran his hands over his face. “Get up. Take your drink. We’re leaving. Now.” 

“Oh if I smile real nice and say ‘pretty please, daddy’ is that gonna be a promise ?” Jack smirked, downing his drink and slamming the glass on the bar. He stood up, grinning at Axel as he looked over the other. “Man up, you’ve had worse injuries than a bite, I’m sure. If not I’ll be happy to give ‘em to you. Where we going, buzzkill ? And if you say home I’m sitting my ass back down.”