Atlas with the world on his back.

Rowan Eldertree, a werewolf born into one of the purest blood lines. Homicide detective, and a natural born leader. Keep in line and we should get along just fine. This is my story

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He completely ignored everything before ‘How’s your family doing?’ he stood there thinking of what he should say. It felt like 20 years had passed before he answered, “I don’t know.” he said to the other. Maybe Rowan could help, maybe it would make things clearer for Alec.

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Rowan twisted his lips into a frown, as he studied the man. He wasn’t necessarily one to pry into a persons private family matters, unless they wanted to speak about it. It was clear that Alec did not. “Doesn’t-” Rowan paused for a moment, looking to a business card with his families name on it. “-your family own this place though? You couldn’t ask them about the cameras, could you?”

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Whiskey and wisdom || Rowan & Tane

[txnekekox-blog]

Tane shrugged and smile “Of course, they are good to you, they are your people” Even if he was more relaxed knowing that so far they were not there to try hurting him or pick on a fight, yet it felt nice to let it know that he wasn’t a man that trust people completely with his eyes close. He watch the woman and smirked “Cute…” The woman was obviously more than just cute,but he wasnta man to say a perv comment. “I havea tattoo about drinking, I drink anythng that cross my path man, whiskey, is like a christams morning to me”

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“My people trust me.” Het told Tane, shooting the whiskey back with ease. “They have to. They have to respect my judgement. You won’t find any trouble with them.” He promised, setting the glass back down onto the bartop. “Aha-” Rowan remarked appreciatively. “-nice to know there’s others out there that can appreciate liquor in the same way I do. Some call it ‘alcoholism’ others call it acknowledging the better things in life.” 

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Ghost of lovers past || Rowan & Garnet

[thegxmstone-blog]

“I was close to the body because I wanted to see if I could help with anything. I’m a resident at Grace Memorial. But…“ She resisted the urge to speak in the cold medical tone she usually did about bodies and injuries and for the first time in years, she let herself speak about a case - well, sort of - with a hint of emotion. “I couldn’t do a thing to help…” She looked at her hands, they were shaky. “So I waited for the police to come.“ He had to know that it was so frustrating for someone like her, that was a doctor and wanted to be a doctor since a child that seeing someone in need and couldn’t be able to save a life was completely overwhelming, to say the least.

Taking a deep breath, Garnet let herself take a good look at Rowan. He didn’t have the boy look anymore that when they were together, but he still had the arrogant look in his eyes, that at the time she thought was just a boy being overly cocky, trying to impress. It was charming even. She hated herself for thinking of that. He hurted her and until today when Garnet thought she was over him, she was still picking up the pieces. “That is just perfect… “ she whispered impatient. “Want to have dinner and catch up?“ The shifter smiled sarcastically and huffed. “Can I at least get a coffee or something?“

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Rowan let out a low groan of annoyance, before shaking his head. “From now on when speaking to someone with a badge, of any kind-” He paused, raising to his feet and grabbing his coat. “-only say what’s necessary. Don’t add in any- other things, okay?” He asked, pushing his chair back under his desk. For a moment, he straightened papers, and locked some into drawers. “Yeah, I missed lunch today. There’s  a diner across the street I always go to. You’re free to tag along.” His voice wasn’t condescending, but it was off. Distant and detached. 

Rowan hadn’t seen Garnet in- well, what felt like years. Probably had been. Probably more like a year and a half, but he wasn’t sure. The more he thought about it, he had trouble remembering when they dated at all. An entire summer, then well into the winter. He couldn’t remember seeing her in the spring. It was awful, and guilt nagged at the lining of his stomach. “So- er- how’ve you been?” He asked awkwardly, cursing whatever deity was in the sky for sending him such a god awful awkward day. 

[tessalivesandbreathesbooks]

The things we do outlast our mortality. The things we do are like monuments that people build to honor heroes after they’ve died. They’re like the pyramids that the Egyptians built to honor the pharaohs. Only instead of being made of stone, they’re made out of the memories people have of you.

Wonder by R. J. Palacio (via tessalivesandbreathesbooks)

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Alec flinched as the other punched him. “You jackass!” he exclaimed as he hit the other back. The relief was felt all through his body, he even threw his head back and walked back to the counter. “Oh my god, you had me going for a moment.” he said to the other now laughing at the situation. His face turned cold, with a serious expression, he looked behind him and suddenly had a flash back to when he came to the shop on his birthday and found the place trashed and found blood all over the floor near the back entrance. 

He shook his head and then looked back at the other, “No, I haven’t.” he didn’t know if he should tell Rowan about what happened to his parents. Them, Oliver’s advice echoed loudly in his head.

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“How could I pass up that opportunity? It’s been years since I’ve seen you. How’s your family doing?” He asked the younger boy, pulling out a notepad and checking something off on it. Making lists helped Rowan keep things organized, so after questioning each store owner he would mark out and that weren’t helpful. “You wouldn’t happen to have any kind of surveillance system set out, outside your shop would you?” He asked, before placing his notepad back into his jacket pocket.

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Whiskey and wisdom || Rowan & Tane

[txnekekox-blog]

Tane had texted Rowan to see how he was doing and because he has tired of spending his day off, sleeping. Not to mention in their last talk he said he could help him out figure things out, and this was what he was planning to do, to become a useful citizen instead of a threat. So he couldn’t turn down Rowan’s invitation, he walked to the bar and realized something inside of him put him on alert, there were other wolves around him, he looked around all of them making sure he wasn’t walking into a trap. He looked at Rowan and greet him as he sat next to him “Hey brah, nice to see you again, how are you? I hope you didn’t bring me here to kick my ass with your gang because I can warn you, it will get uglier than you think”

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Rowan let out a rather dry laugh, before shaking his head. Something about the tone in Tane’s voice told him that the man already had a preset distrust of wolves. It’s probably what’s kept him safe as a mutt all these years. “Nah, man. They’re good people.” He told him, smiling. “My dads beta owns this place. That’s his daughter there, Eleanor Gunnolf.” Rowan pointed a finger at a brunette behind the bar. He gave her a flick of a finger, his signal for another drink. She caught onto it and slid a whiskey over to the pair. “I hope you drink whiskey. This is where the pack hangs out, if they need to blow off some steam.”

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“What I’d give to not be the only one working tonight,” Eleanor murmured to herself, frowning as she filled a man’s glass up with another pint. Wandering about from behind the bar, she cried out in surprise as someone collided into her, smacking the full glasses against her, soaking her uniform in beer. “Will you watch where you’re going, please?!” She snapped.

[rowan-eldertree]

“Shit.” Rowan cried out sharply, as his body crashed into the smaller girls. “Fuck.” He repeated, grabbing for a towel. “Chill, Gunnolf. I didn’t mean to- you want my shirt or something?” He asked, all the while his neck craning around her to get a better look into the back of the bar. “My dad here? I’ve been trying to hunt him down all day.”

[danny-fontaine]

DON’T HOLD BACK; ROWAN&DANNY

@rowan-eldertree

The lifeblood of fight conditioning – cardio. She heard it, believed it and now they were doing it. Where the blonde had been convinced the human body was built for endurance that had been put to the test as she tried measuring what a werewolf could tolerate. Her earlier years were spent as a soccer player and understanding the importance of conditioning. Run until your body is sore, knowing that every muscle was used the next day. And as the hour went on as she found herself trying to keep up with the dark haired man before her. The cold air didn’t bother her as much as her body was warm. Her eyes trained before her, as it is the sound of a running creek that catches their attention. “Ro? I know you’re probably not the least bit tired, being Mr. Superwolf and all, but come look at how these minnows are doing.” She was looking at the fish in the cold temperatures swimming in the shallow part where they could see. Leave it to Danny to find the simplicity of life and be amazed by it even when they were supposed to building a rigorous routine. However, she slowed her pace, adjusting her tied up hair before looking up at him.

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Rowan slowed to a stop the moment he heard Danny’s feet stop. The sound of the creek combined with her soft panting caught his attention. “The wha-” He began, pausing as he gapped the distance between them. He looked down into the water, and watched the minnows circle around each other. It was a cute attempt at a distraction. “Are you trying to intrigue me with minnows? Because I’m not easily distracted.” He told her, a goofy grin on his face. Every muscle in his body felt like they were glowing, but there was still an itch in them, begging him to exert them further. “Do you need to switch to something else? We’ve got a lot of areas to cover so if you want to split up what we work on, we can.” He told her. Because he did promise himself that he wouldn’t go easy on her, but if the extensive cardio was too much he could compromise to work on something different. As he thought of the different options, his fingers twitched. He really wanted to smoke a cigarette, but he didn’t smoke while he trained. Not now, not when he was considering switching her focus to tracking and fun little survival tips for the wilderness. 

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His heart began to race, his mind jumping to all sorts of conclusions. All the regret he was then feeling, “Wha–” he began but didn’t finish. He was so mad at himself for doing it this time, he knew it was a bad thing but, he really had a tough week. He shook his head, “No, there’s no need. I’ll go.” he said walking around the counter as he took his work name tag off and set it on the counter top. “Ok, let’s go.” his high was definitely killed. 

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Rowan was stoned. He thought Alec would have surely called his bluff by now, or at least questioned why he’d arrest someone he knew for so long. A sharp bark of laughter left his lips, and he softly punched the other mans arm. “Really, Elderwood? I’m a fuckin’ homicide detective. I’m not going to bust you for a little pot- light back up for all I care.” He told him honestly, the smile wide across his face. “No really though, I’m here because there was a murder a few nights ago. Just a few blocks away. See any suspicious looking people?”

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When he saw Rowan he was immediately relieved that it wasn’t anyone that could get him in trouble, although he was a detective, but one he had gotten to know because of Reed. His heart dropped when he heard what he had to say, “Uh, whaaat?” he said trying to evade the subject but he knew that Rowan could smell it, he was a wolf after all. “Ok. I was just a puff, no casualties, just one high ass florist. I was closing–we’re closed Rowan.” he stumbled his words trying not to seem as high as he was.

[rowan-eldertree]

Rowan rubbed his browbone with his thumb for a moment, and gave Alec another firm look. “Just a puff?” He asked, taking a deep sniff of the air. “Elderwood- I’m going to have to take you in. Do I need the handcuffs, or will you comply?” He asked, sliding his hands onto his hips and frowning deeply. Everything inside of him was barking with laughter, but his exterior was stone cold. “I’m sorry- I can’t just turn a blind eye.”

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Alec was startled, he thought that he had closed up that’s why he decided to have a smoke. He threw the blunt into the sink that was next to him and waved his hands in the air to try and make the smell go away, like that was going to help. “I’’m sorry, we’re closed,” he coughed as he walked out to the front.

[rowan-eldertree]

Rowan already had his badge out, even before the man tried to explain that they were closed. So when an older Alec Elderwood walked with glossy eyes it took nearly everything in Rowan to keep his face stern and as still as stone. Nothing about his face insinuated that this was a joking matter, and within seconds the werewolf had decided that he was going to have fun with this. “Shit- Alec? We had reports of someone smoking marijuana around here?” 

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Alec wasn’t a smoker, well, he didn’t smoke cigarettes he thought they were gross. Occasionally, he would magically grow some marijuana in the back of his shop and smoke it. Of course, he only did this when he was incredibly stressed and couldn’t get his empathy powers in order, it helped him calm his mind and body. He didn’t even notice the person walk to the back of the store, he thought that he had locked everything up. “Oh–Shit.”

[rowan-eldertree]

Rowan stood in the street, a cigarette dangling from his lips and his coat shrugged over his shoulders. He was thinking about the murder Garnet witnessed the other day, just days before an a few streets over. Most shops were closing up, but not the flourist. Rowan decided to see if they had seen anything unusual. He pushed the door open to the flower shop and threw his cigarette out into the street behind him. “Detective Eldertree-” He called out into the seemingly empty shop. The entire store wreaked of flowers and marijuana. The werewolf smirked, and waited for someone to greet him.

[rowan-eldertree]

Whiskey and wisdom || Rowan & Tane

@txnekekox

Rowan sat on the barstool, his whiskey in one hand and his cellphone in the other. The night was typical, there were wolves lounging lazily about the bar. Some playing pool, others engrossed in chugging competitions. There wasn’t anything extraordinary about the night. Still, the werewolf thought it would be a sign of good faith to invite Tane. He wanted the man to trust him. He wanted to help the man harness his abilities. Not just for recruitment ideas, but because no wolf deserved to be that out of control. Rowan wanted to show him that this life, is not a curse. It’s a gift that comes with a price, but once you’ve paid it you can master it. Pack life was a blessing. It was more than just a community, it was family. The idea of being without a pack was intolerable. So Rowan did what he could when mutts passed through, wandering. “Tane!” He called out, upon seeing the man enter the bar. “Come over here, let me buy you a drink.” He told him. As he spoke to the man, other wolves turned to watch in interest. Most gave friendly half waves at the intruder after seeing Rowan speak to him.

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Ghost of lovers past || Rowan & Garnet

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“You know I love candy after dinner. I was going to buy some to eat later.“ She casually said with a brow raised. Garnet jumped when Rowan cursed at her. “What?! I’m a doctor, I see brains every week in a operation room and damaged skulls all through out pre med school! I can’t comment on the mess the man made while taking a life of another human being?“ She asked as soon as he turned the recorder off. She snorted as he told her that the comment was suspicious. Garnet resisted the urge to glance him a smirk. He cared about her still. Or at least seemed to.

“It’s not like I go out of my house thinking ‘oh my god, I hope I can witness a murder today or stumble in a murder scene! That would be so cool!’“ She said voice full of sarcasm, hands agitating everywhere. She squinted her eyes at him, witty answer ready in her tongue. “Sir, yes sir.“ She crossed her legs and gestured that the werewolf could turn on the recorder again. “As I said, I was going to my parents house. I was going to stop in the candy store that was in the middle of the way to them, I love to eat candy as dessert, you see, but it was closed…“ So she told him everything again, this time just stating the facts, excluding herself of comments. The last thing she wanted was to make him angry. Tease Rowan was something but another was to annoy the wolf. Garnet told herself that this was his job after all and she should cooperate, for her own sake and for Rowan’s.

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Rowan rolled his eyes and shook his head at the girl. “No-you can’t talk about brains splattered about the crime scene. Why were you close to the body?” He asked her, tilting his head to the side. In his line of work, he was trained to catch every little discrepancy someone said. It’s something that’s caused him to be able to call someones bluff so quickly, while concealing his own. “If someone else were interviewing you, you would probably already need a lawyer. You want to get this over with as quickly as possibly? Then stop saying sketchy things.” He told her, glancing down to the recorder for a moment. 

Clicking on the recorder, he took her statement one more time before clicking the recorder back off. “There. That wasn’t so hard, was it?” He asked her, his voice agitated. He knew he had no reason to be agitated with her, but she was there. Garnet was the only girl from his past that actually reminded him of who he used to be. Far more arrogant, far less compassionate. All the others in his past were hurt when he cut things off, sure. But it impacted Garnet differently. He noticed as time went by, her feelings only magnified. She was falling at a speed that Rowan failed to keep up with. She loved and she lost. He ran and he forgot. The phone on his desk began to ring, snapping him from his thoughts. “Yeah?” He asked, pressing the receiver against his cheek. “Mhmm- got it.” The phone clicked back into its place, and he glanced up at her. “Sketch artist is running late.”

[rowan-eldertree]

Seeking solace || Rowan & Danny

[danny-fontaine]

Dog eat dog world. It was hard and cruel but it was truth. Where she had always been a lover, he had to be a fighter. She wondered if Rowan still had love for his father, it was hard to imagine loving a man who inflicted pain. A man who forgot all the things his son did for him and remembered the one thing he couldn’t. Danny hated the idea that he had to hold onto silent sadness between his aching ribs. “Teach me,” She said firmly before pushing back a loose hair behind her ear, “Please. I want to be that type of strong. I don’t want to be an omega forever – I want to prove that I can hold my own,” Honestly, she never wanted to feel as helpless as she did four months ago. And more than that, if she was going to put her all into being a member, she’d want to at least know how to defend herself. Watching him drink the bottle, her eyes linger on his Adam’s apple, almost amazed about how he was still awake even more so when he promised he’d remember.

“Rowan, be kind. He’s your brother; I would love to get to know him more,” She said honestly.  It was peculiar notion thinking about Rowan being involved with either sister. Ever since she turned, her cat hated her. And it was already too hard to stomach the idea of her beloved Angelus picking Juliette’s side much less the idea of her being with Rowan. As she opened her mouth to say something, she closed it listening –I’m waiting on someone. If she had a type of arrogance, it would be easy to assume he was talking about her. But she didn’t. She wonders if in the other reality where he was marrying Sam, could she sit there silently and watch him do it. Knowing his dedication to his pack, she’d stay silent as they exchanged vows and even stand up and clap for them with congratulatory tears. And for the rest of her life, she’d convince herself it was fine. But even now, she’d assume he was talking about some other girl. It was easier that way – a mechanism to defend against disappointment. “Lucky girl,” She breathes back staring at him slightly before he admitted old behavior. Laughing slightly, she appreciated his veracity, “You’re probably being a little too harsh on yourself, Ro. But uh, guessing you broke a lot of hearts back in the day, huh?”  She nudged him softly. He had changed and that’s what mattered so she felt like she could tease him, “Bad boy, good man. A lot of people go crazy for that,”

[rowan-eldertree]

Teach me. The two words held a weight behind them that made his stomach sink. Teach me. Training was rough, and although Rowan had been training wolves for years now, the thought of being that intense towards Danny made him feel uncomfortable. Images of him swinging at her, praying she learned how to defend it scared him. “Train you-” He repeated, staring at her blankly for a moment as the words swarmed his mind. “-Danny, it’s rough.” With the images of him training her fell from his mind, others of Eric Reeves replaced them. Anger swelled in his belly like a storm, and he looked back to the blond. “If I train you- you need to know that I won’t go easy on you, okay?” Not even for a minute did Rowan assume Danny was too weak or fragile for the training, but Rowan had the feeling that it would take her a while to get over the violence of it. “Wait- what kind of training do you want to learn? Do you just want to learn to fight, or-” He paused, staring at her skeptically for a moment. There were handfuls of different aspects she could use. Tracking, hunting, basic survival knowledge- the this went on and on. 

Rowan gave her a quick glance from the corner of his eye and let out a scoff that closely resembled a sharp chuckle. Straightening his back, he puffed his chest out and stretched. “What do you want to know? He left about five years ago in search of a higher education, we’re polar opposites, and he’s the black sheep of the family.” He told her, his voice lightening considerably from the previous conversation of his father. Reed was perhaps the one person that pushed his fathers patience the most. He was always too slow, too quiet, too easy to forget about. He expected him to keep up in training, yet spent the least amount of time criticizing his skills. He wanted to push Reed around, instead of help him grow as a wolf. That’s why Rowan spent extra time teaching him, to make up for what his father skipped. Thoughts of his childhood danced through his mind, and left just as quickly as they entered. His face scanned Danny’s for a moment, searching for any indicator of something. He wasn’t sure how to respond, so instead he just gave her a soft look. Everyday, Rowan fought with himself over her. Whether it’s in the five minutes he takes from work to bring coffee to her, or while he listens to his father drone on about pack matters. His mind always drifts back to her. “I’m not proud of my past.” He told her honestly, although his voice was still easy and smooth. “Apparently not everyone does.” He murmured, wondering for a moment what exactly Dannys type was.

[rowan-eldertree]

Rowan Eldertree & Danny Fontaine || Rory

Instead of twisting up words you just sat there in silence In wind burnt homes sighing rays from a sunset And all I could  hear was the sound of the wasp nest My head made a home for the hum of the insects But my hands shake and shutter at the mention Of half written reasons why we’ll only be friends I swear I’m a good man So why don’t you love me back?

@danny-fontaine

[rowan-eldertree]

Rowan Eldertree & Garnet Stone; Ghost of lovers past

If my woman was a fire, She'd burn out before I wake, And be replaced by pints of whiskey, Cigarettes, and outer space. Then somebody moves And everything you thought you had has gone to shit. (x)