iraxwolfe

[iraxwolfe]

hey, do u have any banned fcs?

@litostisms  

I’m pretty open to most everyone, but I’d rather not see Kardashians. As long as the FC matches your vision you have for your character, it should be okay. Thanks for asking!

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[[Open to any connections and all interactions. | Setting: Grocery Store]]

“Why does everything have to be organic now?” Ira mumbled under his breath.

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Happy Santy Claws Pressie Day, Grandpa Ira! C: C:

Merry Christmas, Schatten. Did you open all your presents from Santa Claus already?

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I would like that. As long as Viggo doesn't mind, I'll be there. Would you like me to bring anything? Grandpas always bring something for their grandchildren whenever they visit.

Happy Father's Day Grandpa Ira! C: C: C:

That’s nice of you, Schatten. Thank you. I hope Viggo and Idris have a good father’s day with you.

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Happy Father's Day Grandpa Ira! C: C: C:

That's nice of you, Schatten. Thank you. I hope Viggo and Idris have a good father's day with you.

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You and your son-in-law should do more bonding activities

I’ll think about it.

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💦😘😊👍💯💬👠🏩💔💋💘

💦 At what age did my muse lose their virginity? 

23.

😘 Would my muse have sex on the first date?

NOPE.

😊 Would my muse ever ask someone on a date?

No, I don’t think so. As much as I personally would like to see Ira on a date and open himself up to new possibilities, I don’t think he could do it without being plagued with guilt. I am waiting for the day when Eva’s mom sees him, though, because that would be quite funny.

👍 Does my muse prefer to be asked on a date, or would they rather do the asking?

In the present time, neither. In the past, it definitely wasn’t Ira making the first move with Anna, but overtime he grew more confident about it.

💯 What is my muse’s ideal date?

Anything to do with Anna again. In general, though, going out to see a baseball game, getting the food there, enjoying the night in company. Simple pleasures.

💬 When did my muse go on their first date?

Oswin dated while Ira did not, and to get his friend out a little, he had Ira double-date with him, setting him up with the friend of the girl he was going out with. He was 17 at the time, and the date did not go well… The girl got tipsy because she was too nervous, became boisterous, and then threw up. Ira had to hold her hair and bring her back to her dorm in the Crowne facility. 

👠 What was my muse’s last serious relationship like?

Anna was his soulmate, hands down. She softened him up, which he needed badly. When he met her, he was dealing with Oswin being hundreds of miles away for the first time in his life and their “adopted” father dying. He felt isolated, and he was becoming disillusioned with the Crowne because it hit him that the only reason he had wanted to continue was to belong, to have a family. When Anna opened him up to the world outside of the training facilities, he was tentative at first and stubborn, but she kept at him. She was just as tenacious as he was, and he loved her for it. 

He converted to Lutheranism for her, just to appease her father and get his blessing to marry her. He would do anything for her, and she felt the same for him.

🏩 What was my muse’s first time like?

It was Ira and Anna’s honeymoon that became both of their first times. Anna was less nervous than Ira, funny enough. For an hour, they sat together on the edge of the bed, taking things slow. It was definitely one of Ira’s happiest times in his life because he was with the woman he loved, sharing something with her incredibly private. By the end, the side of her face was resting on his shoulder with his arms around her, fingers slipping between hers so that their wedding bands were next to each other.

💔 What was my muse’s first heartbreak?

When Ira went to ask Anna’s father for her hand in marriage, he told him no. I think that’d qualify as his first romantic heartbreak since he thought that was game over, but he kept trying to get on his good side, and it eventually worked. 

💋 How many people has my muse slept with?

1.

💘 What are the ways my muse says ‘I love you’ without actually saying it?

“Be careful.”“Don’t worry.”“Let me do that.”

Non-verbal

Threatening anyone that has hurt or might hurt his family

Hand on another’s shoulder

A rare but genuine smile

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Because of Viggo's fondness for tea, Ira has tried to share the interest by having some himself. The only problem is that he hates it. He doesn't understand the grand appreciation for this leaf water, and he has no idea why there should be so many varieties either. Green, white, black, red. None of it sounds appetizing, especially when he sees the leaves themselves floating at the bottom of his cup, reminding him of used coffee grinds.

In the morning, he prefers the blackened beverage that Viggo never grew a taste for, probably viewing it in a similar light to how his father views his precious tea.

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reblog if your muse would be in GRYFFINDOR

[iraxwolfe]

Talk To Me || Anna/Ira || Oct. 26

Anna: [Ira has worn a tough shell for as long as Anna has known him. Overtime, it must take its toll, especially when he harbors guilt for something. Something she isn't sure if she can't recall or for something she has never known.] I might not... It's a little hazy when I think of what's beyond this life. I remember the prayers, but not much more. [She gives a sympathetic and apologetic smile while she cups their hands with her free one.] I promise you that whatever it is, I won't love you any less.

Ira: [He keeps his gaze focused on where they're connected, where Anna's skin is younger than his now. It's not her that has changed but him. Time has weathered him in comparison. His face hasn't changed when he hears her words, but it does make its impact inside, making him silent for awhile before his jaw shifts. In his usual blunt ways, he speaks.] I'm a killer. [Blue eyes shift upwards to meet Anna's confused eyes. He feels sick to have to put any of his burden on her shoulders, but she has the right to see him clearer.] I took a man's life. I put Viggo in a position he never should have been in. I risked Oswin's career. And he had nothing to do with you or Elijah. I killed an innocent man.

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Talk To Me || Anna/Ira || Oct. 26

Anna: [As soft and as gentle as the woman before him is, there was always a hidden strength to her that always caught Ira's attention. As he moved for the closed door, her hand wrapped around his to keep him from opening it. She wasn't anywhere near done fighting for her family.] I'm right here. I have always been here with you when you asked for me, even when you didn't believe I was listening. [His silent stare is taken in, pushing on.] Before I came, you prayed to me. You asked for the same thing you always do. [Her fingers eased between his, feeling them loosen, even just slightly.] You don't need me to forgive you, my Wolfe. You don't need me to forgive you at all.

Ira: [The touch of her fingers is all too familiar--the way they curl and twine around his own; how the skin is soft and the touch is tender. His armored heart lets nostalgia trickle in, and he looks down in an attempt to move himself away from it. He doesn't want to deny this. Only Anna would know this. He could never tell another soul about asking the deceased woman about something he feels so broken about, not even Viggo. Ira's lips shift stubbornly while staring at their hands.] You don't know what happened. [His tone isn't cold, and it shows no signs of harshness for anyone but himself.] If you didn't see it, you wouldn't.

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Talk To Me || Anna/Ira || Oct. 26

Anna: [Her husband's tone is hard to hear alone, but the words strike her where she is standing like a bolt of lightning to her soul. Her lips part just so she can swallow the air before her head shakes, taking steps closer to him that Ira wants no part of. The action of keeping their distance makes the pain intensify and it shows clearly on her face. But she takes a moment for herself, to collect her thoughts, to try and understand. Her body soothes as much as it can, regaining the ability to look into his eyes in the same manner before speaking.] You don't believe that it's me. You believe that I could be a demon? That all of us are? [Her wedding ring is still held on the outside by her slender fingers while one on her left hand is still embellished with it.] Then test me. Go on. Ask me anything.

Ira: [He was never as close to religion as Anna was. The idea of demons was a vague idea to him, and even when all of this occurred, he leaned more towards his old illness than anything legitimately spiritual. Now, he didn't know what to think, only that Anna had to be gone. He could never be that fortunate to have her twice, as tempting as it was to believe.] ...No. I don't need to play a game to know who my wife is.

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Talk To Me || Anna/Ira || Oct. 26

Anna: [Quietly, she closes the door behind them. Her hands go back to themselves, finding each other's gaps to fit between as they clasp in front of her. However, as soon as they stay together, they immediately want to separate until she has to settle for them taking their own routes.] I feel as though that's us... [Her voice is a mumble, and she knows Ira doesn't understand what she means, so she takes in a breath to begin again.] ...What's wrong here? There's something between us that's holding us back, and I don't know what it is. [Her eyes shift to Ira's hand, seeing the wedding ring that hasn't disappeared from him since the first time she saw him wear it. She draws her fingers to her own ring instinctively.] ...I don't blame you if you have feelings for someone else after all this time.

Ira: [He watches her without a word, looking at her movements with a sharp eye. That sharpness dulls when her final words strike a cord with him. Ira blanches at the implication with lips pursing and spine stiffening.] I don't. [His words are simple but blunt before looking straight at this person speaking to him in his wife's voice.] I'm married to Anna Lowell.--Not you.

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Talk To Me || Anna/Ira || Oct. 26

Anna: [Dinner has ended at the Wolfe cottage with the recent addition of the Lawliets. It hits Anna more than ever that there is a strain between herself and her husband when she sees Idris' parents--strangers to her--bonded to each other in a way that seems as though it's only a memory to her. As Ira gets up from the table, Anna takes opportunity to follow before taking his hand to pull him aside.] Could we talk? Alone? ...Please?

Ira: [Seeing Anna's face in front of him would have been a dream before. Now, it's somehow much more different than he ever could have imagined. He looks into her earnest brown eyes, making him feel that humbleness that was so typical before everything went sideways. Eventually, his answer is in the form of a nod and a few steps taken into a room that can be theirs for a moment.] What is it?

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vidrisshadowwolfe:

My apologies, that was a false alarm. Yes, it’s all sorted now.  Thanks. [The call ends without mishap, though confusion still overwhelms him. Miracles do exist, but for such supernatural occurrence to occur certainly requires an impossible suspension of disbelief.  Yet the conversation overheard and silent observation from an inconspicuous doorway show otherwise, eventually overcoming the doubts and prompting the Wolfe by marriage to cancel the 911 call. Making his way to the kitchen and while rehearsing in his mind the awkward introduction to his brother-in-law, it is the indication of visitor that causes Idris to stop in his tracks.  The familiar face of Ira Wolfe can be seen through the door viewer, prompting the brunet to open the door right away.] Major General Wolfe, is everything– [It takes a few belated moment for Idris to register and recognize the second visitor standing behind his father-in-law, causing the greeting to hang mid-sentence as the youngest stares in disbelief.]  Mrs … Wolfe?

Uncle Elijah! C:  Shadow Wolfe isn’t a hundred yet, Shadow Wolfe is still super young, but Shadow Wolfe will still be forever young even at a hundred! C: Love and loving are all super because there’s all the love! <3  Tomatoes are healthy ingredients, Shadow Wolfe likes to make the chunky kind of ketchup. C:

Dad Wolfe-Cain! C:  Did it take a long time to clean the kitchen?  Tomatoes are very juicy, there must be lots of tomato bits in the kitchen.  Hooray!  Visitors!  Shadow Wolfe thinks it’ll be super if Grandpa Ira can come visit today too, then the Wolfe pack can have super meals and outings! C:

[With the door opening, Ira expects to see Viggo, but instead he has his son-in-law. His face shows the feeling in how there's a neutral expression given. As Anna is spotted, she smiles softly as she stands to the side of her husband. She has a warmer face than his, taking in the look of the man she's been informed has married their son.]

Hello, Idris. Well, you're much more handsome than Ira told me. [Ira shoots Idris a look that's clear that he didn't say anything even remotely similar to her words.] You could call me Anna, if you like.

Resurrection: Elijah

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Resurrected: Anna

[Ira's truck comes to a slow stop in front of the Wolfe cottage, but even as the key is removed from the ignition, he stays with Anna in the cab for a moment. She's staring out the window at the familiar house with a nostalgic smile, and her husband can't help but watch her with the same type of tone, only with a more pensive feeling underneath. As she turns her head back at him, he switches his gaze, too, looking forward through the windshield.]

Are you okay?

[The question makes his eyebrows rise, glancing back at her as if not expecting it.] Yes. Don't I look okay?

[Anna's lips part to say something, but close for a moment longer to look at him closer. She feels something amiss, dramatically so, and it pains her to know there's something being kept from her. Gently, her hand reaches out to wrap around his larger one, smoothing over the roughened skin. It brings a sense of comfort to her to have the metal band still around his finger beneath her touch.] You know that I love you, don't you?

[His blue eyes are brought back to her brown ones, but they only last for so long before they drop to their hands. This is something he's dreamed about for nearly a decade, but how can he accept it without fearing it'll be yanked under his feet like all the other times? This time, it's different, but it can't be avoided in his mind. For her sake, he forces a smile, giving a short nod.] Let's go.

[Anna's hand is left by itself as Ira gets out, closing the door. Her lips press against each other into a small frown before her door opens by him. She'd do anything to have that closeness again, but for now she's home.] My gentleman. [She tries to tease, causing Ira's face to pale slightly as he keeps his eyes back on the cottage they're walking towards until ringing the doorbell.]