Sookie Stackhouse

[afairyhowlame]

Fangtasia it was the last place Sookie wanted to be or should be. Sookie had a way of attracting unwanted vampire attention and putting herself in a club full of them was never the best idea. Sure, Eric had told her she was safe here, but she still had some trouble believing everything he said. She wanted to trust him, and at times even has started to, but that doesn’t mean she is dumb enough to trust other vampires at Fangtasia no matter how well Eric claims he has them trained. So, if this is such a dangerous place why has she come here alone? Why would she go some place that she usually tried so hard to avoid? It was simple or at least she kept telling herself it was. Lately, she has had some issues with a strange vampire following her. Now, she could go to Sam or Bill about this issue. But it’s so tiring always being the little blonde who needs saving. Instead she is going to Eric Northman and seeking his help.  No, it isn’t because she feels he is more powerful than either Bill or Sam though she does know this to currently be true, and it isn’t because she is glamoured into adoring him like so many others. No, she is here because in the past she has helped him. Now, it is his turn to return the favor. It is his turn to use his powers and tell this vampire to leave her be in a way that a vampire will understand.  Sookie takes a deep breath before she enters the club. The place opened only a half hour ago and it is already crawling with fang bangers. Most in their tight little dresses and over the top goth wear. Then there is Sookie. As always in one of her brightly colored sun dress. Tonight’s choice a light purple down. Her blond hair wasn’t up in a work ponytail, but rather hung loosely over her shoulders. She got lucky with it only being Pam at the door. Pam gave her a once over and smirked. “Here for Eric aren’t you?” Sookie bit back certain comments on how Pam should mind her own business. Instead she did what she so often did when nervous and smiled a bit too much for what the situation was causing Pam to raise an eyebrow. “Not like what you’re thinking. It’s business. Is he in?” Pam realized she wasn’t going to get much more and frankly, she didn’t want to know too much more. Whatever she needed to know Eric would tell her at some point. She motioned in a direction and Sookie quickly thanked Pam before heading that way. Her plan tonight was to stay professional and get right to the point. She wouldn’t let Eric think what she figured he would automatically assume about her being her. She would remind him that he owed her this much and get this whole mess sorted out before Bill, Sam or anyone else could race in and play hero. @kingxfanger

[apocalypsejerk]

(Starter for @manatehispants’ Sookie)

The rain hit the dashboard with a soft tap as we drove throughout the abandoned town. Fallen down trees littered the pathway on the road, making it nearly impossible to keep a straight line as Simon drove. I yawned, blinking dryly as my men did all the work. Times were tough, you kill or get killed. There is no other alternative to that. I leaned down, grabbing the lukewarm coffee that sat between the seats. Finishing it off, my brow arched instantly as I took into view a building towards our left in clear view. It looked like it was perhaps a bar once before, maybe even a privately owned restaurant. “Stop here,” I announced, my voice was strong and assertive. Simon did as so, pressing the gas as our truck came to an abrupt halt. The name Merlotte’s displayed across the front entrance of the building as I studied the vicinity in and out. You could never be too careful when you were scavenging for shit.

[afairyhowlame]

Vampires, werewolves, goblins, demons, witches, and fairies...All these things are things which everyone grows up hearing stories, but they are meant to stay just that. Stories. They aren’t meant to become a reality. They are not meant to be true, and yet, in Sookie’s world they are. As young adult vampires, and shape shifters had become reality not only for her, but the world. Most the other stuff was still highly secret from normal people though who’s really to say what normal is in more? For years, Sookie’s normal had been that she lived a quiet life in a small Southern town with everyone thinking she was crazy. Maybe she was a little crazy, but who wouldn’t be when they can hear the thoughts of anyone in the same room as them like she could? How does a person remain sane when they have to balance what they know a person is thinking with what a person is actually saying? It’s a balancing act Sookie barely managed, and then the supernatural came into her life...They threw every bit of balance she had found over the years out the window. They forced her to find a new normal. They had dragged through Hell and also gave her some of the happiest most treasured moments of her life. The supernatural had taught her that she was so much stronger mentally, physically, spiritually, and yes...otherworldly than she could ever have dreamed.  There was day she hated the supernatural world and hated how it had changed her, but she had come to accept that she was part of this world. She had learned to embrace, and her life had been going well...She had finally found a good “normal” and then.... The virus hit. Zombies. It was almost laughable. Why shouldn’t the world throw a dang zombie outbreak her way? It had thrown everything else under the sun at her. Why not this too?  So far, her hometown was lucky. They hadn’t had any major outbreaks. When they learned of what was happening, they did what any small Bible Belt, Deep South town would do. They shut themselves off, put up walls, had their people out with guns and in full tact gear nightly. Still, many (by their standards) had lost their lives. It was mostly down to Sookie, and few select others now. Sam’s bar/grill had closed months ago now, but Sookie still went there occasionally. She no longer went there to work...Obviously, but she went there because it was the last place, she could remember feeling a sense normalcy at. It was the last place she could recall being around real people...Smiling, and laughing at. God, what she wouldn’t give to recapture a moment of those times.  She tried not to go there too often though. Lone blonde hanging around a shutdown bar...That’s just asking for trouble, isn’t it? And yet tonight she couldn’t help it. For Sookie, it had been too depressing to spend another day at her house. She told herself going her wasn’t so dumb. She needed more provisions and Merlotte’s still had a few things. Mostly liquor and lots of pantry items. Sam had just got a few large orders in before everything happened. He had always been pretty careful to keep the place overstocked despite the smallness of the town. It was almost like he knew one day Sookie would be thanking him for that.  The rain was making Sookie forget how late it really was. Not that time meant too much these days. Still, not more than just vampires got active at night. Sookie was preparing to leave with a few things when she heard truck pulling into the park lot. There was no chance this was good news for her. She already knew it couldn’t be anyone she knew. For a second, she considers hiding herself away. But she stops herself from doing this. When did hiding ever help her in the past? She can’t think of a time it has. Instead she straightens her back, keeps her head held high and prepares herself for whoever or whatever may work through that door. For better or worse, she would deal with it.