mccncreatures

[mccncreatures]

[mccncreatures]

🎶 (hope and beau)

Ocie Elliot - I’ll be around (x)

[mccncreatures]

Send me a 🎶 for a song that reminds my muse of yours

[mccncreatures]

Nicola Yoon The Sun is Also a Star

[mccncreatures]

CONSTANTINE (2005) 2005 | dir. Francis Lawrence

[mccncreatures]

The minute Ingrid was in, he felt somewhat relieved. Someone who could talk sense into whatever murderous plans Kaya had. Maybe. As Ingrid ripped into her own wrist, Asher made a face before he willingly drank, eyes shutting before he let her arm go and shuddered as he wiped his face. “Please dear lord don’t let there ever be a need to do that ever again.” He muttered as he looked down at the wound, healing rapidly now. “Don’t you start, too. I set myself up on this one, I’m an idiot and I own that.”

He looked to Ingrid, shaking his head. “Something was wrong with her Ing. She wasn’t able to talk about shit, it physically kept her from saying anything. I know in my gut this wasn’t on her.” He looked at Kaya then. “You know when someone’s about to do something awful. Just like I do. And believe me I wasn’t assmatized here. She came to talk. And then something flipped…. Something switched and I should’ve moved away, knocked her out. Once that knife was in me it was over.” He looked back at Ingrid then. “I care about her. But what happened isn’t blinding me. She tried to kill me and I can promise you… the person I know is going to have more guilt than either of you can make her feel. But you have to trust me on this. Someone did something to her to make this happen.”

@devouredxmuses @hellonexrth

He heard the familiar voice and groaned moving to sit up against the counter. “Yeah I guess you can come in.” The wolfsbane felt like it was setting him on fire from the inside out as he continued to bleed, taking a few more deep breaths. He looked at Kaya, and shook his head. “Nothing good is going to come from killing these people. I thought I killed one and it turns out she’s up and walking again. Heaths got pictures.” He added, shutting his eyes.

“What we need to do, what we have to do is figure out who’s there willingly and who’s not.” Letting out a long breath, he kept pressure on the wound. “Not for nothing, that was a little too close for comfort.”

@devouredxmuses @hellonexrth

[mccncreatures]

The second he opened the door, Asher paused. He was firstly skeptical that anyone pretty by usual standards could ever be trusted ever again. Secondly, he didn’t know how she knew his name but this somehow felt like a trap. A very, very mean trap. He leaned against the door jamb and eyed her up for a second before he spotted the ice cream.

“I might be…” he glanced back up at her. “Friend of Novas?” He was going to be chronically cautious in his space for a while, that much was certain. “Otherwise I’m gonna have some questions about how you know what flavor of Ben and Jerry’s I eat.”

Closed for @mccncreatures

Miyuri wasn't sure why her cousin couldn't deliver the ice cream. But knowing Nova, she rarely passed on her duties to her. So just this once she decided to deliver to do it. As the younger took off her motocycle helmet she knocked on the door. When she heard the door open she leaned against the wall.

"You Asher?"

[mccncreatures]

“I think the they you’re referring to is just a bit too close for you to be talking blatant smack.” He joked as he sighed looking around. “Some of Yas’s crew is here. Which means inevitably she’ll make her way down and make a scene. Or shoot me a text, light up my night with sardonic comments about lack of commitment and some cheap shots about Hope. Off a number I’ll have to block, before finding some other way to be batshit crazy.”

Logan had been the first and the loudest of his friends to admonish his relationship with the witch. Bayou witches were, if nothing else, unpredictable and Yasmin had lived up to that reputation well when she practically blew him up over refusing to break a sire bond he wasn’t afraid of. All the latent jealousy over Hope had come out then, and it was clear the relationship had no place in his life. “Then again, I think I was a bit of a prick at the end. Took a note out of your book. Called her a psycho bitch.”

Beau knew Logan was just trying to be prepared. Hell he couldn’t blame him. The whole situation was precarious. Everyone was bound to end up at each others throats. Still he strolled up beside him with two beers as he almost ripped some poor guys head off and looked down at the other. “You know, there’s a saying. Something about more bees with honey or something of the like. Think we gotta work on that one.” He offered, sitting beside him. “Hear any good word yet?”

Beau, too, wasn’t a fan of the territory. But for entirely different reasons. He never minded the witches, it was how he’d ended up with Yasmin. However, Yasmin was the very reason he minded being in that area. “Have a drink, try to relax. You look like one of the legs of the stool got shoved up your ass.” He joked as he looked around.

[mccncreatures]

His brain had been wracking over this case for weeks now. The Theriot kid was recovering as well as could be expected and the pressure from his father on the force was insane. It wasn’t enough that they had regular crime on their hands, what with the weather, but now he had to handle all the supernatural horseshit as well. He saw her approach from the corner of his eye and shook his head. “You don’t want to start with me today, Win.”

@ofwindydays

[mccncreatures]

Rory was always moving. Something was always occupying his brain space. A case was always there lingering and forcing him to work, work, work. But when the case didn’t have an end, and when he was all dried up on ideas, the gym was the next best place. It always seemed like he was trying to punch through something, like an unabated anger was hanging on just below the surface. With one final punch to the speed-bag, he turned to head to the punching bag when he noticed he wasn't alone. "… can I help you?" he muttered as he took off his hand wraps.

@devouredxmuses

[mccncreatures]

Beau chuckled as she laid there for a minute and moved to sit beside her. “Don’t think you drank enough water today.” He mused offering her a cold bottle. “I’m sure you’ll be able to take me down in no time. Seems the first step is not trying to go toe to toe when you already went shot for shot.” He teased as he took a sip from a water of his own. “Once Hope is back in her place we’ll wrangle a little more.” He’d do less running around, hopefully. But then since Hope had been home, he felt like he was putting little fires out everywhere. And now the witches had their eyes on the pack, blaming them for something none of the others had done. At least to his knowledge. “You doing okay though? New Orleans not scaring you away with all the craziness.”

The huff gave him the notion that she was gonna be just a touch heated on her next move, and he was right. She got him right round the middle and sent him into the wall, and oof leaving his lips as he stood there for a minute, arms locking around her. “Ah… I’m a chatty guy. What can I tell ya.” He joked before dropped his weight atop of her, getting to his knees and rolling them so he could roll her off him, flipped her to his right. Staying on his knees, he wagged his fingers like they did in those old movies. “Bring it on.” A little rough housing could be a good release. And maybe, just maybe, teach him a little more about her.

[mccncreatures]

If Beau could’ve shaken the sense into her the night she’d left, placed him in charge of the pack, he would have. He would have done anything to get her to stay. He was always ready to be her second in command. He was always ready to help her be the alpha. It had all blown up though, everything. The sudden loss of Hayley, the loss of her father and Elijah (a second father really), her world had all but crumbled beneath her feet. And if it meant she’d be better for it, he would take over all over again. As long as it meant she’d come home.

So as he sat on the porch of his place, whittling for the first time in a while, he heard the approach before his eyes glanced up. Giving her the faintest grin, he nodded and looked back down at his work. “Really should give this up.” He started as he set it aside. “Wasn’t ever any good at it except making those stupid little flute things.” Knees came up to his chest and arms folded over them as he looked at her. “You back to… you now or do I have to worry about another bar overflowing with your terrible aim?”

It’s easy, the joke leaving him, but he felt a guard go up. She could change her mind anytime, leave him in the dust again. And he wouldn’t be able to be upset with her, because if there was one thing Beau got, loss left a hole no amount of running or hiding could repair. But it sure could numb it. “If you are, welcome home?” He shrugged and looked down. “Missed you, half-pint.”

@hntershunted

[mccncreatures]

If nothing other than the perks of staying in as long as she did, there was a reason Ally had joined the navy. She absolutely loved the water. So when she finally got down by the water of the bayou, knowing that it wasn’t like the ocean, she got an itch to explore. Eyes lit up as she peered into the depths, its own ecosystem. Other tourists came and went behind her but she stayed, lost in the moment of it all. Someone had stopped near her and she stayed in her head for a minute before she realized they were there. “Don’t you love it? Every body of water on this planet is always its own little world underneath.”

@ofwindydays

[mccncreatures]

Ally hated it when little kids cried. It was a semi maternal feeling, paired with a duty to protect those who were more likely to get hurt. After chasing off the boys who had teased the little girl, she pulled out her pocket first aid kit and helped her bandage the cut on her knee. “See? Like it never even happened.” She exclaimed, kneeling before the girl while her mother profusely thanked her. “And next time those boys give you trouble… you give it right back. Because at the end of the day, girls do in fact, rule.” She explained before they went off back home. Ally looked over at a bystander, grinning and waving. “Hey! Really quick do you know where the closest diner is? I’m totally starved for something to eat.”

@devouredxmuses

[mccncreatures]

Palo Alto (2013) dir. Gia Coppola

[mccncreatures]

 random quotes from my oth rewatch ( 21 / ∞ )

[mccncreatures]

You know I’m not broken, right?