and both parts are pissed

❧ jacks whittemore; 18+; indie; written by april;

[werekanima]

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His feelings surrounding Jackson were mixed. On one hand, Jackson and Matt had killed his dad. On the other, Jackson never really gave a shit about him. Isaac should tell him to fuck off. But he opens his apartment door with a raised brow. “Are you here to cook me dinner and seduce me? Because I’m not that easy.” He rolls his eyes, shutting the door and turning to see the other boy already making himself at home. “What are you doing here, Jackson? Other than to judge my living space.” The boys weren’t friends. Yes, they had been neighbors most of their life but that’s it. 

[werekanima]

to this day, jackson would confess he had done the lahey kid a favor. his father did nothing but beat him down day after day, and true, he’d never done anything about it until he was forced to..but still, he was better off, no? if he really did have beef about it, then he could point out the fact that he’d been someone’s pet during that incident, and hated it just as much as the next person. that was a conversation for another day, though.

“don’t flatter yourself,” he points out with an ‘as if’ expression coating chiseled features. “i’m cooking me dinner, but you can have some.” which..was true, actually. his attention is drawn back to isaac though, and he merely shrugs. “what, i can’t pop by?” said as though he lived just over town, as opposed to over the country. 

[fuckeria]

full homo bro

[hoechloin]

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“ don’t be so dramatic. ”

Isᴀᴀᴄ Lᴀʜᴇʏ ғᴏʀ @werekanima

Dramatic? He raises his brow at the other boy. “So you didn’t track me down in Paris? Because it looks an awful lot like you did, Whittemore.” Isaac crosses his arms over his chest as he leans against the doorframe of his apartment in the city. “You didn’t bring food so I know you’re not my Postmates.”

[werekanima]

things had started to crumble. and with that came a flourishing amount of jackson’s self confidence so yes, he fled beacon hills. he fled and tracked down one of the people who had probably every right to hate him, yet hadn’t slammed the door in his face as soon as he saw who it was. then taunted him which, let’s be honest, was well deserved. 

“what are you talking about?” he remarked, moving one of his hands from behind his back to reveal a grocery bag that he’d stopped to acquire on the way here with a perfectly shaped brow arching itself. jackson fully intended to cook, because he sure as hell wouldn’t be eating fast food, and neither would isaac if he could help it. that shit would kill you. 

“i have food.” at that he strolled inside past the taller wolf, taking a glance around with a half-impressed expression on his face. “not bad. i honestly expected to find you in some shack,” the werekanima expresses, clearly making himself at home here.

[usermischief]

[werekanima]

starter call !!

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[iiimpulse]

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beacon fucking hills. it was the one place in the world that never ceased to draw out the worst of jackson. as soon as he stepped foot in this town it was like he turned into a ticking time bomb, and all it would take was one wrong move for him to explode. it also didn’t help that the kanima inside him knew of its past here, and it sent the both of them on edge. london had been good for him, it really had, but he knew he needed to come back at some point, even if just to tie up loose ends. and that time was looming closer.

so in typical fashion, he hadn’t told anyone he was coming, hadn’t had anyone waiting for him at the airport, and apparently, taxi’s weren’t a thing at this hour, because the road was virtually dead. luckily he’d packed light, because he decided after a few impatient moments just to walk. and that was where his evening went..downhill. because some miserable scumbag thought that he was ripe enough to try and mug, and well..now jackson stood over the body who lunged at him only moments ago, chest torn open and face nearly clawed off. just another report to claim it was an animal attack, eh? 

Tonight was the night Travis decided a ride in his truck was necessary, and tonight was the night he’d ultimately regret his decision. He’d pulled over to text someone back, and not even a minute after hitting send, the sound of chaos ripped through the air. It was so loud he heard it from inside the vehicle— granted, the window was rolled down so he could enjoy the breeze. Eyes lifted from his phone, and curiosity had gotten the best of him. He was quick to leap out on the pavement and head in the direction of the scent that filled flared nostrils. Blood… and lots of it. Somebody was in a murder-y mood, and the coyote was intent on finding out just who that was.

Theo? Malia? Scott, perhaps? No, never the true alpha. That was unheard of. Upon reaching the scene of the crime, a smile crept onto his lips. “Jackson Whittemore, I presume?” He’d heard about the guy. Half werewolf, half kanima, a real chimera in his eyes.

“Is this how you deal with every mild inconvenience?” It didn’t bother him any, he’d do the same without the inconvenience.

[werekanima]

being so completely drawn into what he'd just done ( but felt..little to no remorse about it ), jackson hadn't caught on to the oncoming footsteps or even the chemosignals that joined them. his clothes were mostly a sopping bloody mess, but lucky for him he'd decided on a red henley that night, so it probably wouldn't stain. funny, he used to care about things like that. 

head snapping towards the sound, golden hues faded to baby blues landed on the intruding figure. he would have been anxious as hell, or even run as soon as he realized, had the conversation and tone not been so..casual. jackson, for one, had no idea who this was. vaguely familiar features of a kid that used to be in the same class as him at elementary school, but it seemed doubtful, so he wouldn't make the comparison. and lucky for him, because being called theo right now would prove a shitty first greeting.

"why, you planning on being the next one?" he questioned while he looked down at his hands and wiped them on his pants, claws having since retracted. "do i owe the pleasure of learning who the hell you are?"

[belladoesrpmeme]

𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 ♡

For the fluff and soft hearted, here is another lists of sentence starters that has the highest potentiality to turn into a soft scenarios. Feel free to change any pronouns / sentence structure according to your muse’s preference!     TRIGGER WARNING:   N/A.

“I never noticed your eyes were this [colour].”

“Your heartbeat’s really loud.”

“You asleep?”

“I like this, being so close to you.”

“Your hair keeps falling into your eyes, do you know that? Here, lemme just—”

“You’re so, so, so pretty.”

“I just — I’m breathless, okay? Whenever I’m with you, it happens.”

“You make my heart beat so quick.”

“You always know how to make me smile.”

“You’ll always be safe with me.”

[Kisses the other on the cheek]

“Always.”

“I can’t imagine being anywhere but here with you.”

“All my choices lead me to you.”

“I’ll never give you up.”

“I sleep better if you’re around.”

“You snore in your sleep. But… it’s adorable, okay?”

“I like this. A quiet breakfast with you.”

“There’re billions of people on this planet, and I love you. How incredible is that?”

“I trust you.”

[Holds the other’s hand when they think the other won’t notice]

“You keep staring at me instead of watching the film. What’s up?”

“Let’s push all of these stuff away. I wanna dance here right now with you.”

“Are we really doing this? Are we really slow-dancing?”

“When you laugh like that, it just — you’re so beautiful, you know that?”

“No, sorry, you laughed. I … I never saw it before. It’s — pretty.”

“You haven’t laughed in a long time, and I guess I was staring ‘cause I forgot how that looked like.”

[Puts head on the other’s shoulder]

“I will never let you go.”

“You’re the best thing to have ever happened to me.”

“You wrote me a song?”

“You’ve got a fever. Of course I’m not going anywhere.”

[Suddenly feels around the bed to search for the other’s hand / body when they’re sleeping]

[Extends a hand when they see the other was searching for it while they’re sleeping]

“I just feel calmer. When I’m with you.”

“You’re not in bed. I came looking for you.”

“What are you doing up? Come to bed.”

“It’s weird. I never thought I could feel like this, but you showed up. Now, it’s like I don’t wanna go on knowing I might lose the feeling.”

“I don’t mind sharing the blankets with you.”

“You’re cold. Come here.”

“You always do that. You always warm me up.”

“Stay.”

“It’s getting crowded. Here, hold my hand.”

[Hugs for a very long time]

[Puts feet on the other’s lap]

“I’m so proud of you, you know that?”

“I love you.”

[publicwolfy]

Derek: Please come out of the tree, you've been up there for thirty minutes.

Jackson: No, you can't make me.

Derek:

Jackson:

Derek: You're stuck, aren't you?

Jackson: Just a little bit.

[werekanima]

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crap. maybe years after not seeing each other last and not letting his ex-girlfriend know he was back in town wasn’t jackson’s brightest idea, but when he booked a last minute flight home, it wasn’t exactly his number one priority to get in contact with the redhead. and now he’d been home for a few days adjusting and settling back into his old digs, and had bumped into lydia while he was out grabbing a coffee. sheepish didn’t even come close.

“..hey, lyds,” he greeted, fully expecting a slap. and honestly, he’d deserve it.

[werekanima]

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beacon fucking hills. it was the one place in the world that never ceased to draw out the worst of jackson. as soon as he stepped foot in this town it was like he turned into a ticking time bomb, and all it would take was one wrong move for him to explode. it also didn’t help that the kanima inside him knew of its past here, and it sent the both of them on edge. london had been good for him, it really had, but he knew he needed to come back at some point, even if just to tie up loose ends. and that time was looming closer.

so in typical fashion, he hadn’t told anyone he was coming, hadn’t had anyone waiting for him at the airport, and apparently, taxi’s weren’t a thing at this hour, because the road was virtually dead. luckily he’d packed light, because he decided after a few impatient moments just to walk. and that was where his evening went..downhill. because some miserable scumbag thought that he was ripe enough to try and mug, and well..now jackson stood over the body who lunged at him only moments ago, chest torn open and face nearly clawed off. just another report to claim it was an animal attack, eh? 

[werekanima]

starter call !!

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i love dominant men but at the same time if a man tells me what to do i’ll bodyslam him

[werekanima]

Tagged by: @ofhamartia Tagging: @justgwensmuses, @sociallyawkwardalpha, @hastodosomething, anyone who desires doing this ?? (meaning i don’t have friends rip)

NAME : april STAR  SIGN : virgo HEIGHT :  5′4″ WHAT’S  YOUR  MIDDLE  NAME ? amanda

PUT  YOUR  ITUNES / SPOTIFY  ON  SHUFFLE .  WHAT  ARE  THE  FIRST  6  SONGS ? i don’t own either app lol.

EVER  HAD  A  POEM  OR  SONG  WRITTEN  ABOUT  YOU ?  not that i’m aware of.

WHEN  WAS  THE  LAST  TIME  YOU  PLAYED  AIR  GUITAR ?  probably like?? idk ages ago.

WHO  IS  YOUR  CELEBRITY  CRUSH ?  cody christian ugh.

WHAT’S  A  SOUND  YOU  HATE ;  SOUND  YOU  LOVE ?  uh..probably just the sound of someone raising their voice at me. i’m an emotional mess™ and will cry at anything. a sound i love would be someone who’s laughing genuinely 

DO  YOU  BELIEVE  IN  GHOSTS ?  yah.

HOW  ABOUT  ALIENS ? i mean, there’s no solid proof they exist, but there’s no solid proof that they don’t exist.

DO  YOU  DRIVE ? i shore do.

IF  SO ,  HAVE  YOU  EVER  CRASHED ? no, but i have rear ended someone (legally my fault, morally not) and backed up into a tree in my driveway so it doesn’t count.

WHAT  WAS  THE  LAST  BOOK  YOU  READ ?  call me by your name.

DO  YOU  LIKE  THE  SMELL  OF  GASOLINE ? no.

WHAT  WAS  THE  LAST  MOVIE  YOU  SAW ? the meg.

WHAT’S  THE  WORST  INJURY  YOU’VE  EVER  HAD ? i’ve never actually had a serious injury so idk probably just slicing my finger accidentally at work.

DO  YOU  HAVE  ANY  OBSESSIONS  RIGHT  NOW ?  this one manga i’m reading (ik don’t judge), annddd..secret can’t tell u that one.

DO  YOU  TEND  TO  HOLD  GRUDGES  AGAINST  PEOPLE  WHO  HAVE  DONE  YOU  WRONG ? i do, yeah, but depending on how bad it was and who the person was, i generally get over it because it’s more exhausting to stay mad than to just forgive and forget, and it typically punishes me more than it punishes them, so.

IN  A  RELATIONSHIP ?  nah.

[werekanima]

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Had it been Jackson’s idea, he would have sent Stiles in. What was it with this freaking town and all the chaos that erupted from within it? And why was it fair that the teenagers had to deal with it? All the male had to do was scout the area, make sure it was clear before calling the others in. One perimeter was done and he was working on the opposite half when he heard a distinct crack of..a branch(?), behind him? 

Head subtly turning, he allowed his heightened hearing to zone in entirely, just listening. Mere seconds had passed before a figure, quite literally out of nowhere, swooped down in front of him. Unfortunately, Jackson couldn’t contain the yelp that sounded from him. 

“Stiles, you dipshit! I said I wasn’t finished!”