#c. jackson

[luciellebp]

@urkingbby

 Foolish as it may have been, Lucielle liked to think of herself as powerful, unbreakable. And yet, all it took was a stupid short story for the stupid group project for her stupid patience and her poor pride to snap in half. Determination had her legs moving, the way to the Henry building familiar and lady luck must have finally been on her side because her eyes fell on just the boy she needed; the hair, the body frame, yeah it must have been him, she concluded. “Hey, King,” Lucy yelled out, sincerely hoping she had the right one. “King! Jackson? I need you!”

 Screaming in the middle of an almost empty hallway, (after a guy no less), such manners. Scowling, the blonde quickened her pace - not quite running but almost - just so she could catch up with her much shorter legs. “Wait up!”  

[adauntlessangel]

Does Calvin Klein Make Onesies? | Jackson

Isabelle had to get her usual doctor’s check-up before flying down to Milan for a fashion show. But, when she got the call from her doctor that she in fact would not be flying..she sat there for a while. Isabelle hadn’t even noticed a late period or anything. But, apparently; she was pregnant. So..as she sat in their living room with a little onesie on her lap and a ‘Congratulations Dad’ balloon. Was it stupid? Was this stupid? Well..as he walked in she gave him a small smile. “Welcome home, baby..” 

@darling-muses

[adauntlessangel]

The Best Way To Unwind | Jackson

“I’ve been looking forward to fucking you all day.”

Isabelle giggled as Jackson spoke. “So..I slaved away over the phone for an hour to get take-out..” Isabelle pressed her hips back against him, in nothing but a robe and some underwear..knowing damn well what he would wanna do. “For nothing?” She teased.

@darling-muses

[adauntlessangel]

Unconventional Lunch Date | Jackson

“Send me a picture of you touching yourself.”

“Jackson..” Scarlette flushed, glad no one else could hear him while she was on speaker phone in her office. “Why don’t you just come here and get the real thing?” The brunette teased as she finished typing up and e-mail on her laptop. “Look..I’ll be home in a couple of hours..but if you can’t seem to wait that long, how about I meet you for a late lunch?” 

@darling-muses

[traegics]

Closed Starter - @alphakenner

A grin tugs at his lips as the familiar face comes into view, the only perk of the merging timelines was the reuniting with lost family members and for a while JJ was almost certain that his rotten luck hadn't changed and none of the people that he had loved and lost had come back. That was up until about an hour ago when he had run into his father- from the past- and now, seeing Jackson, it was evident that this Jackson was also from the past. "Yo Uncle Jack," JJ grins, frame jogging to catch up with the older male until he could step into stride with the Crescent alpha. "You ain't gonna believe this but- it's me, it's JJ. Jackson Randolph. Crazy right? I mean last I saw you I was like six or seven but last you saw me I had to have been like four or five."

[traegics]

Closed Starter - @alphakenner

"So you're the alpha of the Crescent pack," Ruslan questions rhetorically, head tilting to the side as he scanned the other over, arms crossing over his chest and leaning against the nearby wall. "No offense but I was kind of expecting someone more- I don't know, Klaus-like just not as dickish, I guess?"

[traegics]

Closed Starter - @alphakenner

While Jackson may have been alpha of the Crescent's, Theodore certainly had more years of experience on him given the fact that the latter had died 22 years earlier and being in the police force, staying in shape and at the top of his game had always been important. The air was hot, between their sparring and the anger that rolled off his cousin, hands rose as a punch was thrown his away, shoving the other's arm away before his foot rose and made impact with Jackson's chest, shoving him back within the ring. He knew better than most that Jackson needed this, needed something to help him release the anger and who was he to turn down a sparring session with him like in the old days. "Damn, and here I thought you'd have kept in better shape at peace," Theodore taunts lightly, attempting to keep the atmosphere light between them. "Surely you can fight better than that, man. Come one. Don't gotta worry about hurting me I'm not the same scrawny kid you remember."

[cfivcrykeys]

Jackson and Christian had been such an unlikely friendship that it somehow only made their dynamic work. Jackson was chaotic, Christian wasn’t, a healthy balance that both needed. While one was the devil on the other’s shoulder, the other was the devil’s angel on their shoulder, and while it may have seemed somewhat unconventional, it worked and Christian certainly wouldn’t have wanted it any other way. The loss of his best friend had hit him hard and fueled his desire to see their plans for their record label through, creating the serious workaholic that he is today and having Jackson around to pull him out of that was something that he knew his best friend was probably elated to see from wherever the hell he was in the afterlife. Pushing through Jackson’s front door, Christian let out a low whistle as blue hues glanced around the foyer, chuckling to himself as he wandered into the kitchen. “I’m never not impressed by this place no matter how many times I’ve been here,” Christian mused in greeting as he continued to look around the home in awe before allowing his gaze to settle on the other. “Haven’t heard from you in a while. Figured I’d do a welfare check, make sure your ass is still alive.”

@rxscss​