The Secretary

[WEST LIVINGSTON] is a [THIRTY-TWO] year old [OMEGA WEREWOLF]. People say he has a striking resemblance to [KELLAN LUTZ]. He works as a [SECRETARY AT CITY HALL] and is part of the [MCCLOUD PACK]. His pack says he’s really [STRONG, CONFIDENT, DETERMINED], but unfortunately also [STUBBORN, THICK HEADED, QUIET]. He’s really into [SPANKING, SPARRING, AND PEC WORSHIP], but rather stay away from [SCAT, BATHROOM PLAY, BLOOD PLAY]. [ACE, HE/HIM/HIS, 25, & CST]

[sttormsofnight]

   The gazes the omega had been getting all day were a little disconcerting. It had taken him a few minutes to register what was even going on at first before he realized with moving he hadn’t been taking his suppressants. “Fuck.” He groaned, hand coming up to his forehead. Seth hadn’t even been close to home and his body started shaking with nerves. He knew it was stupid but ended up walking up to the nearest person. “Look, you look friendly enough. Can I borrow you to make sure I get home? I- I can pay you for doing so at another time.”

[west-livingston]

The secretary had been making his way home smoothly all things considering. City Hall had been busy, and he was ready to just relax and unwind. But when he heard a voice call out to him, he turned towards the young man and raised an eyebrow. “What’s wrong?” He immediately asked, noticing the other man’s nerves. “I don’t mind walking you home, but I’d least like to know why you look terrified.” 

[west-livingston]

ghostxalpha‌:

“Live a little.” Owen joked. He only every really overindulged with food when it was carnival season because it was that time of year that brought out the joy and relaxation everyday life lacked for the alpha. “I do love a good game of skee ball, fancy a couple rounds?”

“I do live. I just plan to outlive you by avoiding these poison that is carnival food,” West teased the other man with a smirk before nodding his head. “Sure. But I’ll warn you, I’m competitive. And don’t come crying to me when I whoop your ass.” He teased playfully.

[west-livingston]

tangiblemistakes‌:

At times Will could be foolishly aggressive, carrying around his bravado for all to see. Old habits die hard, right? However, something is wrong once the anger subsides a bit. Rather than an alpha’s scent, the other is carrying something else. Will pauses, brows knit together in confusion, and his fury diminishing fairly quickly. “Wait– you’re not an alpha?” It seemed nearly impossible and perhaps, Will had come to conclusions too quickly. Now he’s only left with the mess he’s made. “You’re…. omega?”

“Duh, I’m not an alpha,” West Bristled as he looked at the other man with a rather annoyed look on his face. “Did you lose your sense of smell or something? I’m premium-grade omega, thank you very much.” The other man snorted and shook his head as he looked at him. “Wait...Where you acting like that just because you thought I was an omega?”

[west-livingston]

nicholas-kirk‌:

“a bad day? no. average. painfully so.” nicholas looked the other over, nodding his head back towards the woman with her teenage son. “to accept them into the classes i teach. i don’t accept anyone under the age of eighteen for legal reasons. they need to sign a waiver themselves that promises them not to sue should anything happen. plus they need to want to change i let them come to me.” or he took them if he was paid enough, and forced the change. 

West nodded his head. “I’m assuming most of your average days are painfully boring?” West asked as he glanced over at the other before listening as he spoke about the situation. “That’s...odd. She would sign her underage son up for something like that before he was legal? Is she trying to get someone in trouble?” West asked with a frown and a shake of his head. 

[west-livingston]

ghostxalpha‌:

“Don’t like fair food West? Where’s your soul?” Owen teased the other with a chuckle, shouldering the giant rabbit plush he’d won as they wandered around the festival. Owen was very pleased with how everything had turned out and how the city seemed to be enjoying itself, all pack tensions aside. “Yeah? What’s your favourite?”

West snorted and shook his head. “Believe it or not, eating foods that are ninety-five percent either grease or sugar just doesn’t appeal to me.” West said with a grin on his face. “Anything involving aim or strength is definitely my forte, but I play a mean game of skee ball.” 

[west-livingston]

tangiblemistakes‌:

Will already knows he has these prejudices and despite knowing there are there he doesn’t do much to get around them. Instead, most days he just avoids his problems and lives his life with the sole purpose of helping other people like him. “Or what?” Will demands eyes rolling, “You’re going to put me in my place? Been there, done that. You can try. Or you can stay the fuck out of my way next time.”

“Or you can talk to me like a freaking person,” West growled low in his throat and narrowed his eyes. This man was lucky he was dealing with the secretary version of himself...A few years ago when West was in the pits? He would be dealing with an entirely different scenario. “I was literally just standing, sorry that my life doesn’t revolve around making yours as easy as possible?” 

[wxldxheart]

The Moon Festival

The Red Hawk Moon Festival was one of Owen’s favourite times of the year. the town always had an excellent vibe, people were upbeat and the drama of the city seemed to fade away over the weekend. It was also a time Owen himself could relax and be the silly goof he really was, not having to worry so much about being pack leader, mayor or any of his trying responsibilities. He’d dressed down for the occasion, gone were the suits and prim and proper mayor attire, instead, Owen wore a bright Jurassic Park t-shirt, some skinny jeans and his biker boots. After winning at the strong man game, easily making the bell ring, he was carrying around an obnoxiously large toy rabbit. “Fair food and carnival games always put me in a good mood.” He smiled brightly. 

[west-livingston]

West chuckled as he heard the other man’s words and shook his head. “Fair food? You can keep that.” The secretary said with a shake of his head. “Although I do agree with you that the carnival games are a rather fun thing to indulge in.” West said with a shrug of his shoulders as he looked at the other. 

[comingdcwn]

“not going to work out, sorry. find help elsewhere.” nicholas made a face at the woman pleading him to help her rebellious teenage omega. “maybe when he’s eighteen we’ll talk.” he pulls his card from his pocket, handing it over to her before parting ways. “call me in a few months and we’ll talk money.” was nicholas’ parting words. not watching where he was going nicholas ended up bumping shoulders with a citizen he passed by, and a scowl formed on his face. “are you alright?” nicholas knew it was his fault but he didn’t like admitting that. 

[west-livingston]

West chuckled as he watched Nicholas interact with the other woman. He barely even stumbled when the other bumped shoulders with him, and shook his head as the other scowled. “I’m assuming you’re having a bad day?” The omega asked his packmate. The secretary looked at the other man and the woman and then back at him. “What was she wanting you to do?” 

[tangiblemistakes]

Lately, Will has found himself in more of these seedy establishments than he would like to admit. He accounts it to the fact he has more free time than he had previously. However, some things just do not change with the irritatable doctor. The way his gaze turns on the other when they harmlessly brush indicates the growing frustration that has accumulated during his day. He knows he is irrationally biased against certain types of people and knows his judgment is often clouded in regards to that. He misjudges the other completely. “You can watch where you’re going next time. It might be difficult for your alpha-sized brain but I assure you there are people around you who don’t feel like going around you.”

@west-livingston​

[west-livingston]

The secretary blinked as he heard the hostility in the other man’s words. West frowned as he looked at the other man. “I don’t know what crawled up your ass and died man, but you better stop with that tone.” West might be an omega, but he’s had a history of fighting...One that he’s managed to keep underwraps for the most part. But that didn’t mean he would take to being disrespected after spending so long trying to reinvent himself. “It’s not my fault I was blessed with a amazing stature.” The omega snorted.

[west-livingston]

trevorxxthexxalpha‌:

Trevor preferred to run as a rule, but it was raining and didn’t feel like getting himself wet, so he hit the gym instead. Hearing the cock omega speak, he glanced to see what he was going on about and rolled his eyes. “You’re not all that great,” he said easily, “Who gives a shit if you’re in a towel or not.”

West grinned as he heard the other man’s words. “Is that so?” The dark haired omega asked with a cheeky grin.  “So then you wouldn’t mind if I just decided too...” Instead of finishing the sentence, West decided to just start undoing the towel painfully slow while he kept his cocky grin on his face and staring right at the other man.

[west-livingston]

hcrgraves‌:

“oh yeah? ‘scuze me.” ronan grabs the offending wolf by the nape of his shirt, hauling him out of his seat and escorting him out. thankfully, the offending wolf is drunk enough that he’s disoriented, or at least coherent enough to realize how making a scene would just serve to make things worse. when he returns, he looks a bit relieved to have that guy off his back. “yeah, bro. security detail, shit’s alright.” he gives the larger male a curt nod. “name’s ronan. what about you?”

West chuckled as he watched te young lad easily grab the other man as if he was nothing but a rabbit and easily threw him out of the establishment. The drunk wolf didn’t do much other then curse the two of them as he did so, although thankfully wasn’t stupid enough to try stumbling back into the place. “I remember those days,” West chuckled and nodded his head. “The name’s West Livingston. Nice to meet you.” West said, offering the other his hand.

[west-livingston]

dextermassey‌:

“I guess I am no good at getting to know people then.” He responded with a quick shrug of his shoulders. He’d only come here to find his birth father, to figure out exactly where half of him came from. It was a stupid curiosity, but it meant he was stuck here for the time being.

West chuckled when the other said that he guesses he’s no good at getting to know people.  “You might want to work on that. From what I’ve seen, that particular skill can be one of the most valuable ones to have.” West articulated with a shrug of his shoulders as he closed and locked his locker, before turning around and leaning against it. His muscular arms folded themselves across the large chest of his as he looked at the handsome man in front of him. “Plus, surely you’ve had to learn a trick or two by now.”

[west-livingston]

dextermassey‌:

“If that is what you call humor, you have no idea what true humor is.” He responded with a shrug of his shoulders. “I just don’t usually crack jokes with people I don’t know.” He closed his own locker, now fully dressed and feeling a little less dirty from his day.

West shrugged his shoulders as he put his clothes on before closing his own locker and turning towards the other. “Isn’t it a bit hard to get to know anyone if you don’t even joke around with people you don’t know?” West wasn’t exactly much of a jokester himself, but at the gym he allows himself to kid around.

[west-livingston]

dextermassey‌:

“It wasn’t funny.” He responded as he pulled his own shirt out of the locker. He smelled the article of clothing before making a face and deciding he’d need to hit the laundry mat soon. He still put it on though, knowing it would have to do for now.

“Or maybe it just isn’t your type of humor,” West chuckled before deciding to drop it. He wasn’t going to argue about a joke. West then decided to drop his towel as he continued digging in for the underwear and sweats he had packed in there. “Besides, you don’t strike me as the comedy type anyways.”

[west-livingston]

dextermassey‌:

Dexter had to clench his jaw slightly, unsure if the man was joking or if he was intentionally trying to cause a problem. “I’m not interested in you. Don’t worry.” The Omega snapped just slightly at the man.

“Calm down, man, it was just a joke,” West said with a chuckle as he opened his locker. The other seemed a little less than amused by his antics. “Didn’t mean to piss you off.” West apologized with a shrug of his shoulders as he fished out a shirt.

[west-livingston]

dextermassey‌:

Dexter hadn’t even realized he’d been following anyone until he spoke. He’d just stopped in for a quick shower before he called it a night. He eyed the other up before rolling his eyes. “The lockers are a common destination in the gym.” He pointed out.

“But was the showers that you followed me from and the benching/squat station that you seemed to coincidentally linger around before that common destinations as well?” West asked the other man playfully.

[vileblccds]

it was by far the cushiest job he had so far. he didn’t have to answer to someone all the time, just survey the room and look tough. it was a security job, so naturally, it could get bit boring, but he’d take boring over something worse any day. he frowns when he spots a drunkard stumbling to the VIP area, making himself comfortable at one of the tables. ronan stalks over, puffing his chest out slightly to look more intimidating. “scuze’ me,” he nods toward the wolf at the table. “is he botherin’ you?”

open to all.

[west-livingston]

West let out an amused chuckle as some kid came moving towards him and the man who didn’t seem to take no as an answer. “Actually, he is,” West said and the other wolf glared at him, clearly not the type to take rejection well. “But I think he was on his way out. Surely he knows that pushing my buttons, someone who knows so many people in City Hall, might not be the best thing for him tonight.” West could see the internal battle going inside of the wolf’s head as he mulled over his actions, and turned his head towards what he was assuming was security. “Do you work here?”