#voulez-vousatticus

[novaxwalker]

Stocks | A&N

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“They put me in stocks,” he whined, when he heard footsteps approaching at his side.  The key was hanging on the beam of wood holding the mechanism up in the first place - he saw it, when he passed it earlier.  Atticus even thought it was funny, thinking on this island, it had its place and purpose, but only for decoration.  He should have known it would have actually been used.  And Atticus knew nothing about history, he thought this was medieval, or pirate-y or something.  Apparently not.  Pillory lasted well into this era, so it seems.  He had tried pushing up with his neck, pushing his thin wrists through the holes some more, but his costume had bunched and didn’t allow for any more room to stretch.  He was just crouching at it, too low for him to stand with his legs straight, and too high for him to kneel, back aching even if he was only there for - well, it seemed like hours, there was no way it couldn’t have been - realistically, probably only fifteen or twenty minutes.  “The key’s under my head - you wanna be a dear and get this shit off?  I wanna go dancing and I’m mostly sick of staring down people’s crotches,” he pouted.  

Nova bit her bright red lips delicately, hazel eyes scanning the scene before her from behind her mask. Both excitement and nervousness clear in both those eyes and her movements. Having never even been to prom or a winter formal or anything of the sort, she couldn’t help but be dazzled by the sights and scents and even sounds. As this was one night that she didn’t plan on turning off her hearing aid; she didn’t want to miss a single thing. Good or bad, as Nova wasn’t naive enough to think that the evening would go off without a hitch, despite her limited time on the island. She was a slave after all so she didn’t have to be a genius to assume that some shit was bound to happen. Case in point... As she made her way to the entrance of the ballroom, Nova spotted a man who appeared to be stuck in..were those actually stocks? Like..throw fruit and crap at some poor schmuck at the Ren Fair kind of stocks? Intrigued and more than just a little bit amused, she moved closer. A delicate brow arching above her mask at his words. “Dunno.. What’s in it for me?” She asked, lips curving in a grin.

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[professorxwolf]

Fifty Shades of Surprised | C&A (backdated to the Halloween party)

Jesus fuck... How much had he had to drink? Ciaran had lost count, which was never a good thing in his book. Neither were the cobwebs that clouded his head, no matter how hard he tried to shake it. Okay..too hard that time. Running a hand over his face, he shifted in the barstool that his ass had no doubt left quite the impression on. He remembered sitting with Brina and Jason and their dates, catching up with Dougal and Andy. But eventually he waved his friends off to have a good time, and that was when he had become one with the leather and wood under his sorry arse and things had gotten..hazy. Time to perk the fuck up though, he wasn’t about to embarrass himself further by having to Uber it home. “Aye, ice water please and a coffee. Black. And keep those comin’ instead of the whiskey, cheers” Ciaran answered in response to the bartender’s questioning look. “Be right back, eh?” The wolf commented to no one in particular, as he slid off his new BFF, wavering a little as his boots hit the floor. Okay..maybe more than a little, he figured, as he wavered right into someone.

“Fuck, sorry. My bad” He muttered, navy eyes rising to see who he had nearly mowed over. And huh.. Didn’t that sober his ass up real quick. “Hey....”

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[masterlucasdrake]

B-Day Trio

Lucas decided to spend his birthday at home.  Not alone though.  He sent for a pair of slave boys to entertain him.  He directed the guards to deliver the slaves gently but to ensure that they entered his home naked save for pre-selected anal plugs and little pastel bows on their collars.  That list bit was for his own cheap amusement though the tiny tails of the bows would make useful micro leashes.  He had them delivered to his playroom where he waited on a chaise lounger, dressed only in silk lounge pants.  When the slaves were delivered, he murmured softly, holding up his glass of champagne.  “Get yourselves a drink and come kneel for me.  I’m in good mood today.  Keep it that way.”

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[dakotasmuses]

You're a shithead

“I suppose that’s subjective, but Correct.” 

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[quinten-sawyer]

Text: i didnt know suriel had kittens!!! | Text: she wasnt around my merlin recently, was she?

[text] Yeah! 5 or so days ago. 

[text] Honestly, I have no idea. I let her and the others do a bit of wandering since they were all strays found on the island already.

[daisyxlynch]

Last Days of Summer || open&Atticus

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Disney was wonderful and great and Atticus nearly fought tooth and nail to go back.  Things were different now that he was claimed, and he knew that there were a lot of hardships other slaves had to endure that he no longer had to suffer from, which was great.  Unfortunately, that was still his title, so he had to be respectful, even to people who didn’t necessarily deserve it in his mind.  Besides, it was unfair to his unclaimed friends for him to be an asshole about it, so he kept his mouth shut and, in an unusual (for Atticus) fashion, didn’t brag nor boast about it.  However, of the late, given his new circumstance, he found it harder to complain under the safety of Ciaran, on a tropical island where he was still getting a fair education.  Broadway couldn’t come soon enough, but he wanted the theatrical experience.  

So there he sat, on one of the outside tables he found, trying to re-hone some of those artistic drawing skills he had slackened on, absentmindedly sketching the tree in front of him when he heard, outside of his low playing music, someone making their way towards him, and he stretched with a little wave in greeting.

Daisy was so glad that classes had finally started. She needed something to occupy her mind, and was excited to see what new things she would be learning this year. Plus it got Scott out of the house more now..which could be a good thing or a bad one. So far he hadn’t drained anyone yet, so she guessed that was good. Time would tell..

Today was a light day, class wise, and she wasn’t due at Exotic Tastes until that night. So she decided to get a little fresh air and let Topaz run around some. He wasn’t too happy being cooped up in a bag or in his large cage when no one could be home. He scurried happily along next to her, content enough at being out that he hadn’t even tried any tricks. Yet. Seeing Atticus up ahead, she lifted her hand in a wave too. “Hi” she called, heading his way.

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[southernxwolf]

A Safe Place II Qhuinn&Atticus

Qhuinn was relieved that Atticus finally agreed to a rental. She almost felt like she had pushed him into a little, but also knew that he was the type who would just tell her no flat out if he didn’t want to do something. She had presented him with a choice, which she knew he respected. It still felt weird though, like she was taking him away from Ciaran. Maybe she could encourage him to approach the other wolf.

Hopping on her bike after work, she made the trip down to the basement. Qhuinn could feel Atticus’s fear the moment she stepped in there, and quickened her steps to his room. “Hey..ready to go?” she called softly, peeking in.

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[abbixwestfield]

Footsteps || Open

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Atticus was in too good of a mood to let anything bother him.  He nailed his audition for the spring musical, got all his homework done early (which never happens), and it was his last day of class for the week.  He took the long way on his way to the bar, since today was the day they had to start putting up all the holiday themed decorations, which was always a lot of fun, to enjoy the sun on his skin and see the island.  It would be so beautiful if it weren’t for some of the things that went on around here.  Atticus could hear footsteps behind him, but didn’t think anything of them until they started to get a little faster towards him.  Barely turning his head, he called, “If you want my attention for something, just say so.”

Abbi was finally starting to get used to things. Well..maybe not getting used to them, too much had happened at once to truly sink in yet. Rather, she was getting settled in. She had learned that the guards really didn’t bother you if you showed that you had been in the library or computer lab or at work after curfew. Education was everything, after all. And even they couldn’t argue with a Master or Mistress keeping a slave at their job until it was completed. So yeah..she was learning the tricks. Today she planned on spending a little time at the bar, ‘helping’ that particular boss by working on her set list for St. Patrick’s Day. And it seemed like someone else had the same idea.. Smiling a bit when she spotted Atticus up ahead, she brunette put on a little speed, missing her telekinesis powers as it would have been a lot more fun to send something at his shoulder. “What, you don’t like girls chasing after you?” she chuckled.

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