For the Family. For the Pack. For those We Love

[prerodinu]

independent, multi muse pack of supernatural creatures (mostly werewolves) with lots of lore (5+ years), back story and utter chaos.

Private, Selective, MUTALS ONLY, 18+

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If you do not specify a muse when asking for thing’s I will ignore you. Takes a minute or two to come talk to me about what muse would work best. If you can’t do that. Ima just ignore you. 

THIS IS WHEN I WANT ONLY. IF you can not respect it's gonna take me a while to get back to you please do not follow me.

Affiliated: @nvrcmplt || @inhumann || @villain-he || @predeition || @nexarerum || @intcritus

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[nvrcmplt]

Happiest in every corner, scenting beanbags that only gave out how happy and content Renji was with his Artem scented blankets. No beanbag was left untouched in Renji's enjoyment. Artem did him so well, even if he never asked for it, but it was perfect for Renji. His mate just keeps showing him how life in luxury and life in safety was. Love was just extra icing on top! Speaking of which, he was at ease when his lover lifted him from his feet, as always - showing off those biceps had Renji melting in giddy glee.

"Good, the best meal on the list." He eased in tension with their hands upon being, the stroking of his nape caused his lashes to flutter and his spine melted with its caress. Lowering his lips to their jaw when close enough and snickering at being pulled closer, Renji didn't mind one bit in cuddling deeper into his mates' nudity. "Yessss." He wasn't ever going to reject such an invitation. "… but, no cooking. Just me and you, yeah?" The kitchen was Artie's kingdom but Renji was feeling greedy for all that attention on him and not the chopping boards.

[prerodinu]

He always had his mate's best interest at heart, not counting those days before that were dark and lonely, but he had his mate now and he wouldn't go back or let his mate do the same. So he moved, planting himself in his mate's scent and his own mingling in the bean bag. He settled Renji on top, hands gripping thighs as he hummed some, thinking upon his mate's request. He didn't like that someone else would be cooking food for his mate; the scent and the idea behind it made him annoyed.

However, he could simply feed his mate the food and that might help as well. At least quell the annoyance his body was having thinking upon it. "I do love to see you in my kitchen." He teased, though his hands moved slowly up to his mate's hips, calming himself again. "But I suppose I could order out. Or we could go out." He'd buy out the whole restaurant, then no one would look upon his mate.

[prerodinu]

She frowns, moving down the stairs quickly heels being covered by the thumping of the music. Never a night that she can't just have simple peace and quiet. "If you would stop making trouble in my bar I can get some work done." She huffs out.

[nvrcmplt]

He snickers at the reaction, shifting to climb out of the beanbag he's claimed his throne and promptly steps closer to Artem. His gaze still taking in the sight and hands reach out to run over stomach to sides where Renji happily leans against their skin to kiss at chest and up sternum to nudge at their chin. "Are you on the plate? I'll eat you right up if that's on the menu ~ ♥" Pursing lips for a wordless ask for a kiss, Renji wouldn't stop until he's had at least three pecks. "Lookin' sexy, Artie. Wha'cha got planned for today with this get up?"

[prerodinu]

He hums, watching his mate unfold from the beanbag. He noticed how much the other enjoys them, and so there is one in almost every room to make sure his mate has a comfortable place to stay. Of course, a blanket that smells like him is also there. His hands came up, rubbing against the back of his neck and then down his spine in another soft little hum. "You will always have me on the menu." Leaning down, he places a kiss upon the other's nose and then cheek before leaning down to pull the other up against him. "I plan on just being around the house all day really. Want to join me?"

[nvrcmplt]

There it is... the best sight in his life. He's looked away from his phone, games and books to stare unashamedly at his mate. Eyes drink it in, top to bottom, stopping at that perfect middle and then up and up and up to that golden mane. Fuck, he loved that sight. Fuck it - wolf whistle!

[prerodinu]

He hadn't realized he had an audience. But where one was the other wasn't far behind. A small jump before he turned around to look at his mate, head tilting one way and then the other. "That the signal for the dinner bell?" He teased, but he would waste no time eating the other up.

[prerodinu]

It was starting to get warm again, his fingers moving to pull the mass of golden hair upon his head. At least this will help keep him cool for a while.

[prerodinu]

If I could scream into the void I would. Finals kill me and I have one every 8 weeks. FUCK. anyway I am trying to be on more. So let me know if you want me to make you a starter or something.

[tragedicn]

looking up from the papers strewn across the mahogany desk, blinking blearily at marek before offering a lopsided smile, "nah . . . something suddenly came to mind about a problem i was trying to solve and i wanted to write it down before i forgot . . ." eason's eyes slips towards the clock on the wall, he must have been up LONGER than he thought for marek to come looking for him. "ah . . . well, i'm almost done," he promises.

[prerodinu]

He never understood the passing of time quite like he did when Eason was around. It was like every second he was away from the others side was like a piece of his soul was singing outside of his body. "Couldn't wait until morning?" He hummed a little, taking a step closer to the other. How he just simply missed existing in the others' space. Breathing the same air.

[tragedicn]

"you said that five minutes ago," shino scoffs, leaning against the doorframe before pushing himself off to pad down towards the kitchen. guess he has to fix himself something to eat.

[prerodinu]

He was going to argue, say something about the other just being so gods damn impatient, but instead he stopped, watching the other walk away from him. So he turned and followed, rubbing at the center of his chest. "What do you want to eat?" He huffed it out like he was annoyed but he knew the other understood he didn't mean any harm.

[tragedicn]

"oh?? such pampering? for me?" she jokes softly, "whatever did i do to deserve that?" she asks, though, a trip to the bookstore sure sounded nice.

[prerodinu]

He felt himself blush, but only a little. "By being your most amazingly adorably cute self." He took her hand, threading his fingers through her own. "Come on, I know just the book store!" He smiled wide, he did love Eva's store.

[prerodinu]

Ahhh he really did love watching his nephew play hockey. "I should tape this for his father. He would love it. I'll just edit out the fighting"

[avaere]

Oh there'd be a nudge coming from Andrew as he skated up to the guy, his own stick slapping against the one before the two of them. "hey," and of course there was a tint of mischief in his voice. "if you really wanna get that guy, how about you tackle from the left and I tackle from the right, yeah?"

[prerodinu]

He inhaled slightly, eyes glancing over at Andrew before he frowned more. Well, they could do that; his father wouldn't know, but then again, his uncle would know he fought. Ah fuck it. "Do you even know your left from your right?" He was just being an asshole, but he smiled, something sneaky at the other.

[prerodinu]

He frowns, his hockey stick swinging back and forthin front of him. He wanted to hit something but chose, simply to exhale, his father would be proud.

[rubymemes]

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[prerodinu]

Hockey muses be like heyyyyyyyy recently.

[prerodinu]

"Come on, let me make you a drink." She frowned down at theo ther before spinning on her heels, her office would be perfect to hide theo ther while they calmed down.

[nvrcmplt]

What a heavy hand, but it wasn't painful to hold it up with his crown. Amusing though since he was of an average height and yet, towered by this being. Just one of the many oddities of the White Pack and those invited within their lands for work related discussions. Jonah, himself, one of such things through Renji's trust. A vampire-human government liaison, he did his best to make sure everything was withon legal order and almost everyone was out of each other's way. "Sorry, Mr. Aurel. Was I muttering again?" Looking up, adjusting his grip upon paperwork even, he gave them his full attention with a smile to boot.

[prerodinu]

He hummed, not really saying one way or the other; instead, his other hand moved, gracing the back of Jonah's neck. Scent was the pack's biggest thing, and no one seemed to notice that the others' scent wasn't theirs yet. So Aurel did it before plunking himself closer. Another little grumble mashing of teeth, and then he settled, turning his head to read over the papers the other was reading.