forgive me, father

Everett Jacobs. Werewolf.. icon credit to: icconsrp

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“Don’t you worry, I ain’t starin’... Just admirin’...”

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monroexcassia:

Starring into his back as he started to walk, the young girl followed after him in shorter steps from him, still keeping her distance. But as he turned around to face her again, she froze - the thought of him touching her in that way made her feel even more uncomfortable. And him actually trying to do that didn’t worry her as much as his obvious issues with the temper - and seeing him get angry back in the cells made her feel like it was just scratching the surface with him. “- Funny, guests are usually invited over, not dragged in by oversized monkey heads. Not to mention guests come over willingly - I didn’t. But you’d know that well.”she said with her lips pressed in a thin line as she finally took a seat at the table, examining her plate. It was quite a strong breakfast in order to keep a person energized through the day. She didn’t even realize how hungry she was until the smell of food invaded her senses - without anything said she took the toast and bit into it, followed by the rest, taking her time to enjoy it. “You being nice and actually getting me breakfast won’t make me hate you any less.”she said after swallowing the bite and looking up at him.

Everett heard her bitch about being in his suite. There was a clench of his fist to prove it. But he kept most of his cool. He did not want to blow up too fast in front of her. “You’re right. But you know that things work a little differently than you’re used to, girl. So be a little grateful,” there was a bit of coldness in his words. He did not eat right away, instead, he watched her. He released one wry chuckle. “I don’t give a shit whether you hate me or not,” he told her, “Your opinion about anything is meaningless. Shit, you think with you bein’ a nurse and all you’d be smart enough to catch on by now..” His words came of harsher than intended, though, he was telling the truth.

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Reunion - Audrey & Everett

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audreyblack:

She shrugged, “It’s not your fault.” Audrey said softly - he might have left her but he was back and she found it hard to try to be angry with him in front of her. The human stepped forward again to wrap her arms around him. “I’ve been lonely. Even with new people… It’s not the same as you.” It was part truth and part telling him what she thought he would want to hear. “I know I can’t ask you to stay forever… it’s such a different thing for both of us… But I hope you stay for a while. I need you.” With that she looked up at him through long lashes, showing a sense of innocence and hoping he found her desirable enough to at least tell her he would stay for some time.

His expression completely softens. “Audrey,” he began to say. He can’t look at her anymore, his eyes are pointed on the ground. “I don’t wanna promise you anything.. I can’t...” He finally got the courage to look at her direct. “But.. I ain’t leavin’ anytime soon.. Okay? And.. and you can stay here with me. I’m not.. claiming you.. but you don’t have to go down in those cells... It’s just an extended rent.. That’s what I’ll tell ‘em..”

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jasonvance:

“What did that table ever do to you?” The suddenness of the situation nearly got Jason, but at the end of the day, he knew better than to let his guard down still. At least he managed to eat his fries before the werewolf flipped the table. The hand around his throat was almost comforting. It’s something that has been happening to him a lot lately. “That’s where you’re mistaken. It’s a compliment because that’s exactly what I am. I am a hunter. And being locked in this castle isn’t going to fuckin’ change it.” Jason’s hand moves to wrap around the werewolf’s wrist, nails digging into skin. “If you don’t mind. Remove your hand before I make you remove it.” Jason had to admit he was very close to punching him in the throat.

Everett stares at Jason directly for a long moment, before saying anything. He’s thinking, it’s obvious. He wore a wry smile as he released the hunter through a shove, with no force from Jason. “Get up,” he orders, “I want to show you something.”

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scftdoll:

         SHE couldn’t help the squeak that left her ROSY lips, blushing again as she bowed her head to hide her face behind a CURTAIN of blonde locks. ‘ I .. I was only .. I’m sorry … mas.. master … ‘ She managed to collect her breath as a SHIVER went down her spine half a second BEFORE the elevator doors opened.  Unable to keep her honey hues focused on the ground, SHE lifted her head, and moving on her OWN she stepped out of the elevator. ‘ It’s n … not my fault … You haven’t even told me your name … ’ Her pink lips pull INTO a pout, ‘ I’m naturally curious … d … don’t wolves get curios ..? ’ She asks innocently.

He’s getting annoyed now, it’s clear. His eyes shift to her, again he’s not saying much. Though, his teeth grind in his mouth, like he’s clenching them together. She just keeps talking, and talking, and talking. Before he can even stop himself his hand slams against her cheek, in a cool, fast motion. “You talk too much,” he angrily grumbles, just as the elevator dings.

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I want to see Everett punched in the face by a slave and probably beaten the fuck out of. Then I want to see him ruin that person. Literally.

Anonymously tell me what you want to see happen to my muse.

Honestly, like I’m down to have this happen at some point. The only thing that I don’t think it’s very likely? Everett is a tough dude, like he lives for the thrill of fighting and violence. So, if this were to happen, it should be like a group of a slaves that maybe could over power him? Or Jason, since he knows how to fight/kill supernaturals? But I think this would be interesting.

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xshewolfxrosax:

“Since I can make sure that my slaves live like kings? Yes, it’s not as bad.” Of course her mind-set was a little twisted, just like everyone elses who stayed at the castle  — but she didn’t care. She was too stubborn to change her mind. She narrowed her eyes as she watched him — he’d most definitely get along with someone she used to know. Too bad said werewolf was dead. “It’s Rosalie — not babe, not sweetheart or any other nickname you can think of.” Her voice was stern just like her facial expression, showing him that she wasn’t joking. The werewolf hated nicknames unless she allowed them. “I could come up with a few reasons but talking to you is like talking to a wall. Nothing I’ll say will make you change your mind and vice versa — nothing you say will make me agree with you or anything.”

He clicked his tongue again. “Right, sorry. Rosalie,” Everett corrected. Contrary to popular belief, the wolf did have respect for some women, especially ones who stood tall in what their beliefs. Strong ones too. He liked that and for the most part, he liked Rosalie. He grinned at her. “Just two walls then, eh? Maybe we oughta keep talking til we find somethin’ we agree on.” He winked at her.

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evelynxcross:

Was he laughing at her? If she were anyone else, she may have flashed him a bitter sort of look. But as it were, Evelyn was too busy wondering if he’d made her drink poison. “That is so…” She fought to find a proper word. “Disgusting.” At the masters question, she shook her head no. “Rarely have I been allowed - outside of the occasional glass of wine.”

He continued to chuckle. “Don’t know about disgusting. It’s an acquired taste.” Everett takes another drink of his. His eyes scan her. “Really? You look old enough.”

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my everett muse is being really picky right now so i’m sorry if i don’t get everyone replies done for him tonight ): 

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notyourslaveruby:

“Ruin all my fun.” She said with a mock pout forming on her lips. “Thank you, Sir.” She said with a small smile settling on her rosy colored lips.

Everett chuckled. He placed his hand upon her thigh. “Well,” he began, as he started rubbing it gently, “Maybe I oughta make it up to you...”

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aprilmorrxn:

April quickly poured herself a drink of her own, just in time to catch his toast and click the glass against him. “Cheers,” she nodded, taking a small sip and making a face after. The taste never sat well with her. “I do, Sir. It’s April.”

He was obviously amused with her dislike for the drink, his smirk would prove that. “April,” Everett said slowly, as he leaned back in his chair, never taking his eyes off of the human before him. “Beautiful name for a beautiful girl.”

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subishcj:

“Well.. You seem to howl so.. I’m gonna guess that you’re the were-dog-thing. Am I right?” 

He raised both his hands up. “Guilty,” he grinned. “Shit, kid, I guess you are smarter than you look.”

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monroexcassia:

Cassia’s body stiffened even more as her name fell from his lips. If she could back away further more or just move away from him in general, she would instantly, but she felt stuck between his frame and the window. Not to mention her legs didn’t work at all. But seeing how they met and parted their ways the last time, right now he seemed somehow different. Calm, for starters. His features always looked kind of tense, his eyes mysterious. And his question surely did surprise her, a lot. She definitively had an answer for that, but then the brunette figured it would be better not to piss him off - who knows for how long will this good mood of his last? “Sure?””she mumbled with a nod while playing with the hem of the white shirt she wore. “I didn’t get to eat before guards came to pick me up.”she stated simply, and she didn’t feel sorry for it anyway because food they gave them wasn’t the best.

He detected her uncomfortableness and it only made him chuckle. He was amused, that was obvious. He takes a step back as his chuckling faded into a small smirk. He started to walk away, trusting that she’d take the hint to follow him. “Jesus, you can relax a bit, girl. I didn’t bring you up here to fuck you,” a slight pause, “Yet.” He turns back at her, grinning wide again, with a wink at her. “Today, you’re my guest. So be on your best behavior.”  He stops when he gets to the table that has two plates on it set across from each other. Both were filled with eggs, bacon, and two pieces on toast. “Dig in.”

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xshewolfxrosax:

“Yes, I am here — and yes, I do tend to punish slaves who disobey me; but that doesn’t mean I’m a killer.” Rosalie was starting to grow impatient with him, just because he refused to believe that she wasn’t as bad as most werewolves. Yes, she had blood on her hands but she’d never admit it to anyone. “It’s not my problem that you’re so stubborn and blood thirsty that you can’t believe that nice werewolves exist.”, she shrugged, her lips forming into a very small smirk. “Is it because it makes you feel less guilty? Or are you just desperately hoping that you’re not one of the very few killers?”

“So, in your opinion, miss, forcin’ someone into slavery ain’t as bad as killin’ ‘em.” He clicked his tongue as he shook his head. “To me, there ain’t much of a difference. It’s about quality not quantity to them.” He began to laugh. “Oh, I think they’re out there. I like to think I’m a nice wolf.” He continued to his fit of laughter. “Babe, I don’t feel guilt. Does a fuckin’, uh, snake feel guilt for catchin’ a mouse? No. So, why should I?”

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evelynxcross:

Evelyn took in the Masters appearance as he sat beside her. He wasn’t a warlock - that much she could tell. But that only meant he was a supernatural of a different sort. He didn’t give off a demonic vibe either. Werewolf, maybe. “Yes, Sir.” She nodded, glancing timidly down at the glass now in her small hands. “Bottom’s up…” She repeated before bringing the glass to her lips and cringing as it burned its way down her throat. She coughed once, scrunched up her face and shook her head as her eyes began to water. 

He’s pleased with her, amused even.  Everett can’t help but be erupted with laughter as she struggles with her drink. “Oh, you sweet thing,” he said to her, “You don’t do this too often, huh?”