#wolfofasgard

"It is disturbing indeed, brother, though I’m not sure I would term that one my follower." Hekate agreed with an incline of her head. "What more, I might say is disturbing, is your absence as of late. Anything I should know?" She raised a brow demanding, but snuggled in against him nonetheless. 

Not that he needed to be told, but she had missed him rather fiercely. 

The Coven syndicate was a well oiled machine built on an intrepid mix of protection rackets, murder, bootlegging and drug running. But it's pride and joy was the Crossroads- a shining star of a brothel occupying some of the most prime real estate in the city. 

To simply walk through the door was worth a triple digit figure. Lavish and luxurious, the sumptuous surroundings catered to any and everything its patrons could ever ask of it and above it all sat the partitioned throne of the Mistress whose careful eye swept over the debauchery below at all times with a victorious glint. 

Often in the shadows behind the woman was her chief enforcer known only as The Spartan. Few could guess at where he came from- only that his devotion to his mistress was absolute. And while the spartan was a popular figure at her side, there was another that was never far from the mistress and her throne. 

Her pet.

The Hellhound.

No one quite understood the relationship between the two- only that he was often at her feet, often under her fingers, often across her lap- but never in her bed. She called him brother though she had none, and decimated the entire power structure of the Olympian syndicate because their don had looked twice at him. 

They never did find more of ol' Lightning Zeus than his filleted thumbs. 

Whispers said the hellhound was Asgardian- once a powerful syndicate in its own right, torn in two by duel heirs and crumbling down around their ears while others descended on them with the viciousness of buzzards on a carcass. In the wake of it all the new Boss held on to what remained, but that which Thor and his outsider sweetheart clutched at was a dream of the past and Hekate? She was building the future. And her future had no room for their upstart operation.

 In their free time, all the family gossips had to chew over was the lives of their members, again and again as if they were gristle. Was the Hellhound truly once the Wolf- Asgards' go to man for the worst jobs, the ones no one else could stomach? Was he double crossed like they said? Was he betrayed by his own people,chained and left for dead but somehow overcoming that fate to rise again at the side of the new power? Or was he simply a pretty boy the mistress had picked up in a back alley and taken a liking to. 

How much was true? How much was false? The Mistress, her closest...they were all figures of shadow. 

All anyone truly knew was that once you crossed them... 

"PUPPY!!!!"  Her entire features light up with childish glee. 

"He’s m’brother. bróðir. Mine. You can’t have. No touch.” She reached out and slapped at the strangers hand as one would a naughty child. 

"He-He’s good.” She stressed the word earnestly, emotion straining at the corners of her eyes as she fought to convey her full meaning behind the world.

"He’s not a saint b-but that’d be boring. He knows what he w-wants an’ believes in an’ he won’t stop until he gets it. Them. Whatev’r he-whatever h’sets out for." Hekate paused, putting down her glass. 

"An… and I don’t want him to go." Her eyes aren’t filling with tears. 

Wowzers. I mean, Jesus. 

Let me just sit here and gape for awhile. 

There are four hundred  and two of you. 

I haven't seen this many people since my intervention for internet addiction. /I kid, I kid. They could only fit 250 in the convention hall./ 

What can I even say to that? Thank you for giving me-us- a shot? Thank you for putting up with my insanity? Thank you for not blacklisting my every incessant obnoxious rant and incredible need to aggressively butt into your personal lives when you post ooc? 

None of it seems enough, so I'm just gonna stick with thank you. 

Hekate has been my main girl for a little over a year now- I think, i'm terrible with time- and she's been by far my most popular muse. I've made great friends here- and hell, some of you have followed me over to my other accounts which is just about the most flattering thing ever- and I'd like to think we've all had a ball. I just hope you know how much you all mean to me, how just seeing your names come up on my dash can brighten my day. 

Okay! enough about me, let's get on to the important part- you. 

☼Lights of my life☼

♛ WolfofAsgard

Sister sister sister. Where would I be without you? Probably still trying to decide whether or not to get off my butt and go to that Viking exhibit, that’s where. You’re not only my talented rp partner but my friend and my family, and what more can I say? I love you sis.

♛ TheBeautyofNarcissus

The other half of my cracky, cracky heart. No matter what crazy idea I throw your way, you’re down with it- and ready to throw one straight back! Not only an excellent writer but a wonderful person and my experiences on here wouldn’t have been anywhere nearly as wonderful without you.

♛ Avveie

I think you may have been the first person Hekate ever had a thread with, deary. You’ve followed me onto every other crackpot muse I can come up with; you put up with my insane plots, needy needy muses (not to mention ooc bothering) and everything I can throw your way- you’ve stuck with me through thick and thin. I can’t think of something enough to thank you- but Theron wants to be shipped over in a UPS box as a start.

☽The High Priesthood☾

These are the guys that have stuck with me, who are so talented yet listen to every ooc rant and who I can’t go a few days without seeing on my dash before I start panicking and looking for plane tickets to ship out and check on.

♕ QueenofHeavens

Mama Hera mun, who cries over my muse’s heartbreak- then brings her dead girlfriend back to life just to fix it. Drinking buddy, partner in crime, sorority sisters for life- Hera is Hekate's dark horse, the friend she never knew she was missing. And the mun? The mun has been very well kitty claimed thank you very much. This is my person- go find your own :P 

♕ LouEllentheNoseStealer

Who stuck through the confusion as I navigated the Percy Jackson fandom, and who is always ready and eager to come on down from her mountain of talent and interact with my sub-par self. Daughter, friend, loving absorber of all that is Hekate's familial possessiveness... where would we be without Lou? 

♕ MisanthropicMegara

Where do I even begin? Quality. Talent. Puts up with my muse! This girl is Megara, how did I get so lucky as to have her for a partner?

♕ TheodoreFreakinFinley

Who sends me post cards and makes my day whenever they appear on my dash. Pure awesomeness. 

♕ OpheliaxImmortal

Who always brings a smile to my face with talent and style. 

✯Witches✯

Some of you I interact with a quite bit, some I admire from afar. All quality. All put up with my random intrusions for some strange reason.

♔Godlymuses,♚nonvictimam, ♔primordialgodofdesire, ♚godwithalaurelcrown,♔pxlko, ♚spiritoftrickery, ♔greeneyedband,♚fleetfeetsmartmouth, ♔thedarcydichotomy, ♚icraveddeathandestruction, ♔reignofolympus, ♚beautifulglimmer, ♔clinicalphobia, ♚steeltomytremblinglips. 

In Conclusion

Now, I know by now you guys are probably getting pretty sick of me saying thank you, so I'm just gonna say I look forward to doing it all again, and don't be strangers, okay? I wish I could fit you all on here but alas, I'm a lazy lazy woman. Just know you mean the world to me. 

Lots of love,

Would anyone like to be on it?

I've already added a few of you- those that were immediate family or happen to have multiple active verses mostly (though if you don't want to be on here just lemme know and I'll remove it) but I thought I'd check around and see who else wants a spot. 

All the bios are written by Hekate, so sorry.