“Sigo considerando el si simplemente ignorarte, o pretender que estoy solo. Cosa que es PRÁCTICAMENTE lo mismo.” Estrechó los ojos en la dirección contraria, esperando que no le respondieran de vuelta, después de todo era mejor así.
❝ yeah…me either. ❞ whiskey gaze is trained on the ceiling up above because in that moment stiles can’t evenLOOK at jackson. & he can’t even believe that just happened. the thing that he is waiting to happen is for jackson to make some asshole comment and for the both of them to go their separate ways and pretend like nothing happened. the teen isn’t too opposed to that happening either.
It had all happened very fast, had no idea why they had finished as well. They used to argue very often, yes, but never to such an extreme level, if you could call that an argument. The green-eyed cleared his throat a few times without daring to look away from the ceiling. Both were in the same position, as if waiting for the other’s response. At that moment Jackson had no sarcastic comment or demeaning, it was too dizzy to drop something coherent. “Uhm… Do not dare to tell Scott. Neither write it. No way. The words ’I slept with Jackson Whittemore’ can not be pronounced or never written.” At least that was the only thing he could think at the time. @voidworn
“how long exactly? how long was it that we dated and how much of that time did you actually care about me? okay, maybe i’m angry but you can’t just leave for london and then never call or anything then come back here.” she took a deep breath, pinching the bridge of her nose. “well, welcome back!”
He waited for the cherry-blonde just talk, definitely knew when he had to talk, or even defense him self. When finally end he let out a sigh. “Look, what I did, I did it was for all of you. In addition, my parents wanted a ‘much safer place’ for his little 'son’. I did not see the need to call or texting, after all I thought so that everything would be better for you and for others. Let’s be honest, anyone in this place interest in me being safe. ” He reluctantly agreed.
Wiping her hands on her shorts, Roscoe furrowed her brows and leaned her hands on the edge of the jeep. “Um..he shouldn’t be too long? Was there something you needed?“ Okay so maybe Roscoe wasn’t the best at conversations as she’d only had Stiles, Scott, and the Sheriff to talk to since becoming…human. “You seem familiar. I feel like I’ve seen you before.“
He grimaced pursing his lips at the opposite response. “Yes, talk to him.” It did not sound very friendly, but what else could be expected from Jackson? He gave a somewhat exasperated sigh before scratching his forehead a few times. “I need to talk about some things with Stiles, nothing important.” He wanted to drop a ’is not something that concerns you’ but did not want to be ruder than usual. “Uhm? I think not, unless you’ve traveled to London, because I do not remember seeing you in my life. And I lived here 15 years.”
Roscoe had been working on the jeep since practice started and she heard someone approaching. Raising up on her toes, she reaches deep under the hood to feel for the leak in the hose. Teeth met in her lower lip as she squinted one of her eyes. “Stiles hasn’t come out yet–“ she turned to look at him, sensing something familiar about him but couldn’t put her finger on it.
Sincerely his intentions in approaching the residence of the Stilinski was unclear. But he knew that the only person who would put some attention and, perhaps, believe him was Stiles. As much as it cost him to admit it, Jackson and the human had much in common, especially the ’do not trust anyone, be a bastard with all’. If he explained his case to Stiles would at least have someone who thought before giving an opinion… err, no wait, Stiles did not think much as should. But at least he had a pretty good intuition. It is not to throw dirt on Scott… suuuuure not. As it was, there he was, parking his car and down to meet the crappy Jeep the human adored so much. Only instead of meeting above, he was found with a girl. Oh surprise. “Ah… You know at least when it will?”
Thank you for going through here before interacting with me. The first thing you should know is that my native language is Spanish, therefore I will have my misspellings occasionally because my English is not as fluent as I desire. I created this account with the intention to adapt the language a little more. The second is that I'm usually very slow with the replys. I am a person who suffer of stress, and I created this account with the intention to distract me to the day to day, not to cause me more headaches. Please be patient as it may take me longer than normal, but not is for you, it's my condition. Basics: not control my character. Do not try to change it. Do not try to improve it. Do not try to do him a better person. Jackson is like that and point. If he wants to be 'modified' it will, not because someone else want it. Due to the absence of Jackson in the past three seasons, it will be assumed that he returned to Beacon Hills after what has happened in the fifth season. I'm catching up with aforementioned, so it will be easy for Jackson not know what the hell happened, because even I do not know. Please do not control the actions of Jackson. If so, I'll let the conversation. My askbox is always open for memes, questions, etc. I suggest that if you want something OOC please speak it by IM and leave the ASK exclusively for interactions with Jackson. Any meme can become a convo if so desired, I have no problem with it. Do not force the ships. If there's chemistry great! But if not, please do not force it. +18 Topics will be on this blog quite often. Not only in the part of NSFW, but also in the field of psychological and physical abuse, homophobia, internal homophobia, drugs, among others. Since I'm older than 20 years, I absolutely refuse to roleplay smut with minors. I tend to roleplay content m/m over m/f and I'm not quite used to heterosexuals ships, but you know, I'm more of chemistry all. As time passes I will be adding more stuff, thank you for your attention!
Name: Jackson Whittemore (maybe hale?)
Age: 18/19 years old. (????)
DOB: June 15th 1995. (Jeff what the fuck)
Human eyes: Green.
Wolf eyes: Blue.
Hair: Blondie-brown.
Sexuality: Bisexual.
Status: ALIVE.
The rich kid who has everything, but at the same time has nothing. Insubordinate, spoiled and spiteful. He wants to be the best in everything, the best of the best. The most athletic, the best in class, the most striking. That perfect boy with a face chiseled by the gods, they who saw him know perfectly well that it will be a successful businessman when he grow up. But the same is that every night thinking about what would be, in what will be lying down. The nostalgia, feeling empty and does not belong anywhere. He who knows that its facade may collapse at any time. That has never said 'I love you' to his family for the simple fact of being adopted. Oh, Jackson Whittemore. It was the most popular boy in school, had the world in his hands, the perfect relationship with the most beautiful and intelligent girl throughout the county. Lacrosse team captain and Swimming. He was at the top, but all this came down when Scott McCall stepped from the shadows, leaving him aside in every sense of the word. He stopped shining as was usual, his life was centered on an obsession to know what was what made the other boy the hit of the moment. Steroids? Yes, that was one of the options that crossed his mind, but over time, days, weeks, strange events in the village, the boy, now co-captain of the lacrosse team knew that the skills of his rival was due to something that went beyond steroids. Something supernatural. Something he wanted. Something he got, but he became a murderer. The need to be much better, if powerful got him into a creature far from what he really wanted to be. The alpha bite, from Derek Hale, made him a murderer in a reptile shape mindless controlled by a psychopath classmate. After the hunt that was given, which was extensive, was finally killed by Derek and his uncle Peter, after he had given consent. Now, what no one expected is that the boy survived and eventually became what he wanted; a werewolf. One who has the killer's blue eyes.
Being controlled by a psychopath is not fun. (18 years old)
"It will leave your hands bleeding & your trust broken. "
MAIN VERSE;; It focuses mainly on the canon of history (first and second season). The location of it is not defined so it can be both in London and in Beacon Hills. The look is from the original story's background will not be guided in that timeline, but something happened to the last three seasons. Jackson still has nightmares and certain disorder after being controlled by Matt and then killed by Peter and Derek. His mental state was drastically affected by all this and, although still a jerk, has changed for the better.
before/on season one
I'm everyone's type. (15/16 years old)
"Just think about it; how would your life be without all this supernatural crap weighting down on your shoulder?" HUMAN VERSE;; Basically it focuses on Jackson's life before everything supernatural start, when he was not aware of the events between Scott and Derek. Jackson is a teenage who just wants to be the best of the best, even when it is the swim team captain and lacrosse, he feels the need of more and more, make proud their deceased parents.
genderbend jacky whittemore
All other verses in oneself. Jackson instead of being a boy is a girl; Jackeline Whittemore.
THE REASONS ;
The situation of my country and my mental situation will not let me work on a 'normal' place, so I decided to use the little skill in photoshop and html I have to see if I can earn some money for my family.
THEMES :
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