♛ paradise lost ;

calen icarus. 27. prisoner.

[townofmonstrs]

bitemychains‌:

“Well, pretty boy, this is a sex shop and I have to act as an ‘advertisement’, so to speak. If you’re looking for something a bit more prudish, might I suggest a convent?” She bites back but with a teasing tone. More or less. She has had comments on her job before, but she doesn’t mind. It’s not like they give the options of being a CEO to a felon. “Besides, I doubt you can do any better.”

She looks at his list and briefly bend down to pick it up before straightening herself up again and reading it. “So, you’re let out the cage to play fetch, huh? Must be nice.” She teases and hops down from her pedestal. “Come along, Fido. I should at least teach you how to shop.” Even though she’s fully aware that he’s not a werewolf, the teasing is a bit fun.

“ i’ve never been into kinks involving the church, but you know what? there’s a time and place for everything. i imagine they’d be more interesting. “ it’s been  while since he’s felt the need to bite back at anyone, but for once, there’s no malice in his words. she had amused him. these days, that wasn’t an easy feat. “ you’re probably right, but that’s because i wouldn’t lower myself to being scantily dressed in public. “ 

he’s been let out of the cage to do a lot previously, but he hasn’t been so lucky this time around. apparently falling into the darkness that was his mind had been a bad idea. calen couldn’t remember the last time something like that had happened, though. once he was pushed to that point, death probably would have been better, but no. he’s positive this is his punishment and he wouldn’t be surprised if these fuckers didn’t come up with a way to keep him alive forever. “ call me fido again and i’m going to hit you in the head with the largest dick i can find in this shit hole. “ 

[vlctorvale]

@sixofcrowsnet heist: music

↳ ‘you should see me in a crown’ - billie eilish

Bite my tongue bite my time Wearing a warning sign Wait till the world is mine Visions I vandalize, cold in my kingdom size Fell for these ocean eyes [x]

[townofmonstrs]

bitemychains‌:

Even though the demon attack was very recent, seeing how the beloved Naughty Covaire sustained little to no damage, the owner wasted no time in reopening and calling back his workers wish the excuse of 'raising town morale'. Víbora was sure the reopening of the store would raise something, but morale? Not so much.

With her ever present guard nearby to ensure she doesn't try to run, not that she even has anywhere to run to' she stood in the window of the shop in some lingerie and heels, winding her hips and playing with her hair to the soft music playing from the store speakers. Even if no one comes, the boss can't punish her for still doing her job.

“ do you ever get tired of dancing like a whore? “ he should probably be nicer, but that’s never been a word in his vocabulary. he is curious, though. he’ll admit she has a nice body -- but that’s nothing when it comes to this town. everyone is attractive he has learned. the only reason he’s even in this store is because he had errands to run. apparently the client had a list of stupid shit he needed for his kinky sex dungeon and who was calen to deny those requests if it got him out of the cells for a while? at this point, he was used to the constant presence of guards. “ just wondering. “ he offered with a grin, sliding over the list of things his temporary client had written down. 

“ but if you can pull yourself away from your whorish dance moves for like... five or so minutes, i’d be grateful. “ otherwise, he’d start doing the shopping on his own and he wasn’t one for not making messes.

[amethystdruse]

[townofmonstrs]

tag dump.

[townofmonstrs]

madeoflines·:

“Is it over?” 

Her voice is soft, eyes carefully trained on the ground before her, still adjusting to being awake. When it had become quite clear that she could no longer safely remain in her little box of an apartment, Madeline made her way from the city. Being a curious little creature had its benefits, leaving her with an entire wealth of knowledge about the paths less travelled and the quickest way out of the city – and to the west side. She was exhausted by the time she got to the woods and opted out of finding the wolves or any of the other people she’d assumed were also taking sanctuary as far from the city as they possibly could. 

She’d fallen asleep against a fallen tree when she finally came to a stop, though it was a restless and by no means satisfactory sleep. It was like the first time she’d tried to sleep in their first arena; small bursts of sleep to keep her from completely collapsing while also trying to keep herself alert and, most importantly, alive. 

of all things to miss, it had to be that. demons? what the fuck. being in solitary may have saved his life -- sure -- but that was also wishful thinking. he never considered himself a demon, but he was positive he could have given them a run for their money if he needed to. demons were evil creatures. lacked emotion. in a way, they were similar. but this was all hearsay. if there was one thing he learned ages ago, it was never to believe everything you heard in this city unless you heard it for yourself. but then there was the underlying mention of the hunters and for the first time in his life, calen does wish prison hadn’t become his sentence. the aftermath of everything still seemed to be visible in the city, but he’s survived many things like this. he may not have a job any longer, but funny enough, his reputation usually brought people to him. the only reason he was out of the cells in the first place was the errand he had been forced to run, but the lack of sunlight for eight months is what drew him away from the task at hand. who ever thought he’d miss the warmth. 

booted feet brought him to the forest and honestly, it was a simple escape, if only for a moment. he doubted anyone would be wandering through the forest with the potential of demons and hunters, but he could be wrong. they had been run off from the city, after all. or at least that’s the rumor. walking across a girl just sitting against a tree hadn’t been the highlight he was looking for, but he couldn’t help the snort that left him. his foot came out to roughly kick at her leg. “ might want to rethink sleeping here. “

[shitrealm]

kink; spitting blood out of my mouth, muttering ‘you fuck’ before aggressively making out w u against a cement wall

[dailyjaceherondale]

You’re not angry, are you? Not at all. I just wanna make sure you’re safe. You activated your anti-tracking rune, right?

[townofmonstrs]

effy-fontaine‌:

Effy laughed and shook her head. “Right, I guess we’re stuck with you then.” She rose an eyebrow when he mentioned solitary, an amused smile flickering over her lips. “Dare I ask what you did to get tossed into solitary?” 

“You say that as if it’s a bad thing.” He grinned. Solitary had been a blessing for him, truthfully. After everything fell apart around him, it took some time for him to gain control over his emotions. It was either solitary or lashing out. Defending himself had been the only reason he was alive and his attacker dead. “I defended myself.” He felt he didn’t need to give a better explanation. 

[maximusxcallas]

Raki shower × CLOSED

[townofmonstrs]

maximusxcallas‌:

Maximus eyed the stranger carefully. A human prisoner that had to reek of arrogance and defiance miles away. He leaned back comfortably into his chair. “Next time, instead of staring, just take the chair and fuck off.” His attention returned to his glass, not bothering with the kid anymore. To think he usually had a soft spot for prisoners, this would probably be one of the few exceptions.

“I thought we already came to terms with that? I was going to take it anyway.” Was there an echo in here? Perhaps there was. Or maybe Calen had just been in solitary for so long that he forgot how to function like an actual HUMAN. “I’ll intentionally make sure I stare if you’re around since it seems to lodge that stick further up your ass.” Was he surprised? Not at all. Everyone at Covaire had an attitude -- the blond included. 

[townofmonstrs]

effy-fontaine‌:

@atownofmonsters

“Well well well, what do we have here?” Effy grinned as she pulled her sunglasses down her nose and eyes the familiar face. “Always good to see you handsome. Although I thought you might have left the city for good.”

Originally posted by personalgrowthbt

“Me, never. They could only wish to get me out of this place.” If he ever left this place it would be because he was killed in this place. He wasn’t oblivious to it and he was threatened with it enough to know it was true. “Got tossed into solitary for a while.”

[ahohako-blog]

The Return - Ahohako & Open

[townofmonstrs]

ahohako‌:

It had been a long time since he had been back to Covaire.  It had been so long in fact, that slavery had still been the way things were ran.  Imagine his surprise when he had gotten word that that was no longer the case and that in its place was a high class brothel.  Either way, it was long past time for Ahohako to return, and so he set back out on his outrigger canoe for the trip back to Covaire.

The sun was warm on his bare skin and the winds just right to guide his canoe back to its old spot on the dock.  It didn’t take him long to get his canoe packed away and soon he was standing on the dock clad in only his shorts, his shoes and shirt both tucked away inside his bag in case he needed them.  Shrugging his belongings up onto his should, Ahohako started down the street in the direction of his apartment.

He spent a lot of time ignoring most people these days. After his pretty long stint in solitary, Calen just found it easier to block everyone out. No one was important in this place as far as he was concerned. Mathias was gone, Nathaniel was gone. Neither of them were going to come back for him and in a way, it was pretty funny. He was never allowed to walk anywhere on his own these days and for good reason. Being a hunter was... difficult in this city and he was lucky his secret still hadn’t been told to all these creatures he probably hunted at least once in his time. Taking the long way back to the Chateau was annoying his chaperone, but he didn’t care too much. As far as Calen was concerned, he could suffer.

“.... How does that canoe even hold you?” He was huge. Muscular. And he towered over Calen without much of a problem. He wouldn’t have even noticed him or the canoe if he hadn’t been walking in the same direction. 

[maximusxcallas]

Raki shower × CLOSED

[townofmonstrs]

maximusxcallas‌:

Alternative starter (not at the Rusty Nail) Sorry! Maximus doesn’t know how to socialize XD He usually keeps to himself, so even if your character has been in Covaire for years, Max still doesn’t know them lol

Maximus was drowning himself in his third bottle of Greek Raki (Tsipouro pure). It wasn’t like it would have much effect on him, but the taste was familiar and comforting. He hated when the Rusty Nail got busy. The more the place got filled, the closer people sat to his table and the more likely someone would eventually talk to him. He sighed loudly,  not even trying to pretend he wasn’t bothered by the stranger when someone got close enough to get his attention. “If you want a chair, just take it.”

“I mean. That’s kind.” He snorted. He planned on taking the chair in the first place, but he figured staring was easier. There was something inside of him that was obnoxiously prideful in knowing someone was willing to give up their chair and he didn’t even have to take it by force. Then again -- perhaps he should be more mindful. He had only just gotten out of solitary, after all. If it wasn’t for the fact one of his old time clients had jumped at the chance to get him out of the Chateau for a while, he probably still would be there, telling the guard to go fuck himself. “I planned on taking it anyway, but thank you so much for your permission.” 

[townofmonstrs]

GENERAL

FULL NAME: - Calen Tiberius Icarus AGE: - 25 HEIGHT: - 5′11 WEIGHT: - 181 pounds ETHNICITY: - British GENDER: - Male HAIR: - Medium, shaved on the sides. Sometimes slicked back. EYES: - One is blue, the other is blue/brown. LANGUAGES: - English. EDUCATION: - GED. OCCUPATION: - Prisoner, apparently. How boring. SEXUAL IDENTIFICATION: - Homosexual. ROMANTIC IDENTIFICATION: - Homoerotic. TEMPERAMENT: Choleric people are the proud, extroverted 'alphas' of our species.  MYERS BRIGGS TYPE: ESTP. MORAL ALIGNMENT: Chaotic Evil: You are the definition of mayhem, death and destruction. You do whatever your greed tells you too, and take delight in taking what you can from those who are weaker. The world is one big war, and winner takes all. You plan on being that winner. You would never serve someone else, and you would never work with someone else. If you did, less loot and profit for you.

SPECIFICS

FAVORITE FOOD: - BBQ Ribs FAVORITE DRINK: - Code Red FAVORITE BRAND: - Whatever he’s given. FAVORITE HOBBY: - Harassing people. FAVORITE ARTIST: - Hollywood Undead. FAVORITE MUSICIAN: - N/A FAVORITE TV SHOW: - Shameless or Lucifer FAVORITE MOVIE: - Silent Hill FAVORITE BOOK: - The Culling FAVORITE SCENT: - N/A FAVORITE COLOUR: - Black FAVORITE TEXTURE: - N/A FAVORITE PERSON: - Lol. Ya’ll think he’d have a favorite person that wasn’t himself.

RANDOM

LIST FIVE THINGS THEY LIKE: - Death, destruction, mayhem, a nice shower, soda. LIST FIVE THINGS THEY DISLIKE: - Everyone in the city, buildings, the alpha/king, the first person walking down the street, morning breath. PET PEEVE: - He’s got two. He hates the sound of nails on a chalkboard and he’s not fond of people who bite their nails. PERSONALITY TYPES THEY PREFER: - Dominant. Someone that can keep up with him. PERSONALITY TYPES THEY AVOID: -  Submissive. Annoying. ACHILLES HEEL: - Bending to masters who are willing to give him things. LIST THREE THINGS THEY LIKE ABOUT THEMSELVES: - His body is his pride and joy. Eyes are a close second. His sarcasm is a close third. LIST THREE THINGS THEY DISLIKE ABOUT THEMSELVES: None. He loves everything about himself.

[dailyjaceherondale]

Hey, we are going to find her.

[townofmonstrs]

Fuck off, Tumblr. You can’t erase my smut or make me explicit.

[townofmonstrs]

thefangedhunter‌:

Calen’s current predicament was all his own doing and they both knew it, and Mathias wasn’t pleased the escort had been so stupid in the first place, he honestly believed they had an understanding after all this time. He was, for the first time, disappointed in the blond. The vampire had been angry, he’d been frustrated and infuriated, he’d been embarrassed, but until Calen found himself back in the Chateau, he hadn’t actually felt disappointed in him. It was a strange feeling, and when he looked at Calen, he hoped the prisoner felt disappointed in himself. For all the whining and hatred inside of Calen, he knew he had had a good life for someone with his background, and he’d ruined it.

“Doesn’t matter, there were other ways.”

Like coming to him, like taking the beating knowing Mathias would rent him, and let him murder him, even cut the wolf in to pieces. But the rage inside Calen made him impulsive, and now it was too late.

“Perhaps you don’t, but should the alpha’s allow me to take you home again, there will have to be some tight leash rules agreed, and i’m less inclined to ask about your preferences than I used to be. As for biding your time, the wolf that attacked you is handled, unless he had already spoken to someone, he’s taken that secret to his grave. So let’s try to move on, unless we hear rumours of your past being spread around, in which case, I’ll have a word with Leopold to keep his ears to the ground.”

“I’m starting to think we’re not on the same page here. There are OTHER ways? Which ways would that be, exactly? If you’re telling me to just stand there while someone tries to murder me, you clearly don’t know me after all these years.” Even when he didn’t have his past memories, there had always been something inside of him waning to fight. You could erase his memories, sure, but you couldn’t erase something natural. Being a hunter and defending himself felt like a second skin. He’d even claim it was like riding a bike. You never really did FORGET. “Newsflash, Mathias. But if he guy actually managed to kill me, it would have been to late to tell you.” He would always defend himself. It didn’t matter who it was. If it got him killed, so be it. But at least he’d die knowing he tried to defend himself. He may prefer a weapon, but he didn’t need them to defend himself.

Did he care if he city learned what he was? Or what he was capable of? Of course he did. But only because the supernatural hated his kind and there was no telling if he actually murdered family or friends of anyone in this place. There was a time in his life he wasn’t proud of, but that was the past, wasn’t it? Some may not see it that way. “It isn’t your job to keep me safe, Mathias. I think I’ve proved I’m capable of fending for myself.” The only thing that would suck was the small friendships he had built with those who weren’t human.