* RABBIT / HEART

LEAH THOMPSON I must become a lion hearted girl ready for a fight before I make the final sacrifice

[agntthompson]

「 ᴍᴀᴋsʏᴍ ᴘᴇᴛʀᴀɴ 」‌:

It’s a peculiar spot he finds himself in, having to mourn for a man he had never actually met. He tried to piece together the mystery of Caito in the snippets of insight he over heard and the way those who were in attendance acted. 

(Earned loyalty and blind allegiance were two different things.) 

Despite his feeling of unease, he did as he was expected to do – he put on a suit and he attended, keeping his observations to himself and having few words to share that weren’t his drink order being placed to the first bartender he found available. 

With his shot of vodka in hand, he raised it in half-hearted salute, as close as he could muster to a genuine gesture at the fallen comrade’s expense. 

“To Balthazar.”

The square was crowded with people from all corners of the city wishing to pay their respects to a dead man. Some people danced in the streets to the music, while others lingered on street corners watching as various pictures of their fallen leader in different periods of his life were projected onto the side of a building. Some of the photos showed him when he was a teenager, pictured with who she assumed was family or friends while others showed him enjoying a cigar and a whiskey with a few familiar faces she recognised from around the mansion.

Leah found herself wandering aimlessly through the square, shrugging off the attempts of a group of intoxicated girls trying to get her to dance with them until she spotted a familiar and some what friendly face raising a glass to the man they were all here to celebrate tonight. She felt her chest constrict immediately, slender fingers gripping the neck of her beer bottle until her knuckles turned white. 

Walk away, Leah. She chimed to herself, hating herself for being unable to turn away from him, especially after everything he had done to her. ❝ How long do these things usually go on for? ❞ She stepped beside him, scratching at the label wrapped around her beer bottle as she gazed across the square. It was all she could do to stop herself from punching him square in the jaw again. Though she doubted that would go down as unnoticeable the second time around. 

[agntthompson]

「 ɪʀɪɴᴀ ᴋᴜᴢɴᴇᴛsᴏᴠ 」·:

she’s not one for MOURNING ——- but to show respect was considered a requirement, especially for those lower on the totem pole. for the sake of the vigil, she adorned a sleek black dress lined with silk, hair fallen straight down her back as she sauntered through the crowd of vigil guests until she found an easy place to settle. turning towards the person at her side, she queried,  ❛  so uh, were you close to balthazar? ❜

❝ I never met the guy. ❞ Leah replied, glancing over her shoulder at the approaching brunette. Leah felt completely out of place at the vigil, not only did she not really know anybody who was paying their respects but she had never met Caito to develop a relationship with him ( it was a shame, really, she would have loved to slap a pair of handcuffs around his wrists. ) ❝ If the stories are anything to go by then I dodged a bullet. ❞

[agntthompson]

CLOSED STARTER // @maksympetran !! 

Valdez, Colorado was a chance at the fresh start Leah had always yearned for — At least that was the story she told the residents of this criminal infested city. The truth of the matter was Leah didn’t want a fresh start, she hadn’t even been LOOKING for a fresh start when the FBI approached her for their task force almost three years ago. Leah was contempt in her life, COMFORTABLE at the small town precinct that served lukewarm coffee, stale doughnuts and sandwiches that only ever had the same three filler options. It wasn’t glamorous like the federal bureau of investigations was, but it beat stuck being in the trenches with the beat cops who were itching to make it into vice, intelligence or homicide. Yet, she jumped at the chance to join their task force ( who wouldn’t? ) Maybe being comfortable and contempt with her life was the problem, maybe that was why HE left so abruptly, abandoning her and their child with barely an explanation as to what was so important he needed to desert his family immediately. 

Leah welcomed the change of scenery in Washington despite the old and familiar ache she felt in her chest for Kansas. Everywhere she turned reminded her of him; the precinct, her home and their favourite coffee shop they frequented daily before carpooling to the precinct together long before they ever acknowledged their feelings for each other. She spent over a year in Washington with her son before the Valdez task force presented itself, and even though it would be difficult to make it work now that she was a single parent, this was a career defining opportunity she couldn’t let slip between her fingers.

Maybe Valdez was the chance at a fresh start for Leah after all, maybe there was some truth to the web of lies she now found herself having to navigate daily. It might not have been what she thought she wanted, but what if it was what she had NEEDED? A breath of fresh air after life without...

❝ Maksym? ❞ His name slipped from her mouth before she even knew what she was saying, hazel coloured eyes staring in disbelief at the man stood just a few feet away from her. There he was, the man who had abandoned her and their son when he was just three and a half years old. The man she had ridden in a squad car with, bickering over what music they played on the radio for god knows how many years. The man she thought she wanted to marry !! Here he was, just a mere few feet away from her, arguing his case with another man ( he’s still just as stubborn as she remembers ) until he’s blue in the face. 

When she looks at him now, there’s a lump in her throat where there was once butterflies in her chest but she swallows it almost as fast as it rises. She’ll be damned if she lets a coward like Maksym Petran reduce her to tears again. Just like that, as if with the snap of her fingers, her pain turns into ANGER; It starts in her toes, spreading through the rest of her body like a tornado of angry, red flames — vicious and unpredictable. Burning and destroying everything in its wake. She moves forward without even thinking, her eyes burning as the anger engulfs her in its merciless flames. 

❝ Excuse me, ❞ She says to the man he’s arguing with, sliding in the space between them. She turns and meets Maksym’s gaze, hazel coloured eyes burrowing deep into the ocean blue coloured waters of his. She wants to look him dead in the eyes when he recognises her, she wants to see the cogs turning in his mind as he races to spin a web of lies of his own. But she doesn’t wait for him, his chances to explain expired the day he walked out of the door — She doesn’t want to hear any of his bullshit, right now she just wants to punch him in his fucking face. 

❝ ублюдок! ❞ Bastard. She spits the word at him like venom, fingers curling into a fist at her side before swinging her arm in a wide arc, slamming her fist into his jaw with what sounded like a bone crunching hit. If she was a raging wild fire, he was the scorched earth beneath her fire and fury.

[agntthompson]

「 ʟᴏʀᴇʟᴀɪ ᴍɪᴛᴄʜᴇʟʟ 」‌:

               she was bored. with the police around every corner & many unable to bring in their cut at the end of the day , bookkeeping was almost useless. her days consisted of drinking her ice coffee & shopping online or making templates of what she wanted to paint apartment. sinking down in her seat , she ran her slim fingers through her blonde hair , hues finally meeting the other across from her. ‘ you know , if you pick up the tail of a kangaroo , they’re unable to jump. ’ she stated , saying the first thing on her mind.

Things had come to somewhat of a lull around Valdez since the FBI made their presence known in the small city, followed in suit by the shocking news of a mole in the organisations ranks and the body of the reporter who broke the story being hung in the streets. It made Leah’s job a lot more difficult than it needed to be. How was she supposed to gather intel on a criminal organisation when nobody was committing any crimes? ❝ What? ❞ Leah asked with an incredulous laugh, the blondes comment taking her by surprise.  ❝ That’s not something I thought I would ever learn, but, okay. Considering we’re on the topic of weird animal facts, did you know a shrimps heart is located in its head. ❞

[agntthompson]

「 ᴊɪʟʟ ʙʀᴇᴀᴜx 」··:

“Cheers to you!” Jill lifted his glass towards the other, dark eyes illuminated by his classic side grin.  “For uh… being here with me.  Looking as amazing as you do, being the cool motherfucker you are.” Clearly not the best with words but he was genuinely grateful for their company, especially after the unfortunate series of events that recently took place in Valdez. The  entire organization was in uproar thanks to the news and Jill was no exception. These were stressful times, that was for sure. So the male decided to handle this newfound tension the best way he knew how –– by getting a drink.

Leah awkwardly raised her glass in unison with the dark haired male, it was evident with the look on her face that she wanted to be anywhere but HERE with him. She had more important things to be delving into–– like investigating Caito’s murder, the bombing that nearly claimed more of his organisations lives and now the headlines read that there was a MOLE !! On seconds thought, maybe Leah was exactly where she needed to be. If paranoia was beginning to spread amongst the ranks, all fingers would surely soon be pointed towards her ( she was one of the newest recruits after all )

❝ Yeah... cheers to me. ❞ Her voice was distant and she had that same faraway look in her eyes that she got when her mind was going ten to the dozen. Their glasses clinked together and Leah sipped at hers feverishly, maybe being dragged along for drinks with Jill wouldn’t prove to be so bad after all. If she could get him drunk enough maybe he would start to spill some of their secrets and who they suspected the mole to be.

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[agntthompson]

my mood has tanked tbh guys so i’m just gonna call it a night, get in bed and watch some tv and do my replies etc tomorrow and draft ask memes until next sunday !! plus it’s like midnight now so i should probably head to bed but i’ve two days off after work tomorrow so i can get my shit together and have some better activity on all four of my baes

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✧    THE   VAMPIRE   DIARIES   PROMPTS   !  (  PART   III  .   )

*  A MIXTURE OF TVD  S5 - S6 PROMPTS , CHANGE ANY PRONOUNS AS NEEDED .

‘ Don’t be afraid. Don’t move. ‘

‘ What’s happening? ‘

‘ We’ve met before, actually, when I was appearing as your daughter. ‘

‘ What if I get a sudden craving and want to eat her? ‘

‘ Why are you in my brother’s bathtub? ‘

‘ I will say that’s a tempting offer. ‘

‘ I think you just accidentally gave me a compliment. ‘

‘ You know, human looks better on you than I would have guessed, [NAME]. ‘

‘ Are these ropes really necessary? ‘

‘ A bullet would have been more effective, but we’re trying to be nice. ‘

‘ You do realize that you are dating a reformed serial killer, right? ‘

‘ You are not getting out of the car because you want an aspirin. ‘

‘ That’s why people treat you like an object and not like a person.. ‘

‘ You must have restless sleep syndrome or something - it’s like sleeping with a tornado. ‘

‘ It doesn’t “sound” crazy, it is crazy. But I’m open-minded. ‘

‘ I don’t want to hurt you, so get away from me, before I rip your throat out. ‘

‘ A vampire doppelganger who’s burdened by a conscience. Now I’ve seen everything. ‘

‘ I don’t ever want to be parted from you, even by death. ‘

‘ We wanted to find a way for our love to last forever. ‘

‘ What are you doing here? I thought you were dead and on the other side? ‘

‘ Have you not been listening to me? I have trust issues. ‘

‘ I’m controlling and paranoid and a little crazy. And that’s working out just fine. ‘

‘ What are you doing to my brother? ‘

‘ This town always so upbeat about dead people? ‘

‘ So we have a holiday dedicated to burying people alive? ‘

‘ I surround myself with amazing people who help me through it. Like you. ‘

‘ I live with this burning hunger inside of me that allows me to stay in control… ‘

‘ Dear Diary, do you ever get sick of me writing about death? ‘

‘ You were never going to let me go, were you? ‘

‘ No offense, but actually, I have no idea who a lot of people are. ‘

‘ So you want to explain to me why I just killed my brother? ‘

‘ Oh, you don’t think that I keep my promises, ‘

‘ Did you want me to pinky swear? ‘

‘ Oh, my god. What’s happening? What are you doing to him? ‘

‘ You broke my nose trying to teach me how to throw a right hook. ‘

‘ How much did you pay for that hunk of junk motorcycle that you ride? ‘

‘ So how would you feel about making us a deal? ‘

‘ I need a massive amount of power to do a transfer spell like that. ’

‘ You want Doppelgänger blood? I got Doppelgängers coming out of my ears. ‘

‘ You hate junk food. You call it toxic poison. ‘

‘ Now may I be excused, scary vampire daughter? ‘

‘ You’ve been avoiding me, I don’t like it.  ‘

‘ Who the hell turned you into a vampire? ‘

‘ Can we not talk about this? ‘

‘ Trust me, I’ve done it. A lot. There’s no such thing as “moving on.” It’s a lie. ‘

‘ Well, this clearly isn’t peace, otherwise I wouldn’t be stuck here with you. ‘

‘ Would a little support kill you? ‘

‘ What’s a seven-letter word for kill me now? ‘

‘ What kind of coward gives up on his own brother? ‘

‘ Thanks for the mind games, jackass. ‘

‘ I can image you making me drink human blood, and laughing at me while I suffer. ‘

‘ I can imagine you feeding on innocent people and, uh, leaving a trail of bodies behind. ‘

‘ I don’t believe anything that you’re saying. Why would I do that? ‘

‘ Well you didn’t think I was gone-gone. I promised you an eternity of misery. ‘

‘ You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to hear you breathe. ‘

‘ Why don’t you just compel me out of the way? ‘

‘ Look don’t you think it’s about time we level with each other? ‘

‘ I followed you like a crazy stalker. Not one of my finer moments. ‘

‘ I just don’t remember it. I’m sorry, I just don’t…feel it anymore. ‘

‘ I feel horrible, and I’m sorry, but I don’t… I don’t know what to tell you. ‘

‘ Wouldn’t it be billion times easier just to stake him in the heart? ‘

‘ I could risk all of that for this tiny glimmer of a feeling inside that…I just can’t shake.. ‘

‘ I know this is gonna sound…pretty strange, but…I’m really happy that the two of you had each other. ‘

‘ I’ve got superhearing. I hear everything. ‘

‘ Why do you have a thing for me? ‘

‘ I am incredibly sorry for the way that I treated you. ‘

‘ Tell me how, tell me why. Please just make me understand how it is that I missed it. ‘

‘ It got cold and muddy. You were miserable, so we got in the car and we drove home. ‘

‘ We said that we would never talk about this again, so just… ‘

‘ If I hear the word doppelganger one more time, I think I’m gonna actually have to learn how to spell it. ‘

[agntthompson]

we’ve decided to watch white chicks so i’ll be back on the dash once that’s finished and i’ve showered for work tomorrow my dudes !! 

[agntthompson]

「 ɴᴇᴠᴇɴᴀ ɴɪᴋᴏʟᴏᴠ」‌:

      the brunette almost didn’t recognize the female standing on the other side of the door. the blonde was a new recruit, and nevena really didn’t appreciate her coming to her apartment and waking her up. “what the hell are you doing here?” she growls at her. “i don’t remember giving you permission to come over.” she was cranky from lack of sleep and work duties.

❝ You weren’t answering your cell. ❞ Leah said with a careless shrug of her shoulders, not caring too much for the brunettes attitude whatever maybe the reason. Leah didn’t want to be there anymore than Nevena wanted her too, but she was playing the role of the loyal soldier and she’d been given orders to wake nikolov by any means. It wasn’t going to win her any favours in the other girls books, but she wasn’t here to make friends. 

❝ You’re needed back at the mansion, ❞ Or what’s left of it.  ❝ And I guess I got the short straw for being the newest recruit. ❞

[iknewitiknewyou]

erin lindsay [7/∞]

[agntthompson]

「 ᴍᴀxɪᴍ ᴍᴜssᴀɴ」:

“Haya!” Max called out as he crossed a patch of green, “komm her!” come here. A heavy sigh followed as he jogged up to the golden retriever puppy that had chosen to find another target that was more interesting than it’s owner. The puppy, too small to jump high was attempting to scramble up the other’s leg. As Max got close, he gently pulled the dog closer to himself, practically kneeling on the floor as he glanced up, with icy blue hues, “I”m sorry, she gets a little excited.”

❝ Don’t apologise, I love dogs. ❞ Leah said in a reassuring manner, crouching down to the dogs level and outstretching her hand for the golden retriever too sniff and familiarise herself with her scent. Her stay in Valdez, while permanent for the foreseeable future, had been brief but she was already considering getting  dog of her own. ❝ What’s her name? ❞

[agntthompson]

「 ɴᴇᴠᴇɴᴀ ɴɪᴋᴏʟᴏᴠ」:

         SHE had been asleep for a mere thirty minutes when the knocking began. the brunette laid there in the hopes that whoever it was would eventually give up and go away. she needed to rest after being on a stake out all night. “fuck sakes,” she threw the covers back and made her way to the door of her apartment. “go away ! i’m sleeping.” she huffed and stared through the peep hole.

Leah would rather be anywhere else than hear right now, but unfortunately she knew that by going undercover with a bunch of criminals would somehow lead her to frequenting their apartments. She just didn’t realise it would be this soon. She rasped her knuckles against the door, taking a step backwards and glancing down either end of the hallway as she waited for the brunette to open her door. When nothing happened she took another step forward, knocking twice before folding her arms across her chest. ❝ I’m not going anywhere, you might as well just answer. ❞ Leah replied to the brunettes shouting, refusing to shrink and make herself small just because she was playing the role of a new recruit. 

[agntthompson]

「 ᴛᴏᴍᴍʏ ʟᴏᴘᴇᴢ 」:

     he shouldn’t be drinking in the hotel bar- he should be upstairs with a client. but after the whole- explosive party it seems his client didn’t want to be around the gang for the moment. which tommy understood completely- but he had meds to buy for his mother, a ten year old sister to raise and damn bills to pay. he’s pissed and so is charging a beer on the client’s bill. his usual happy disposition, always the optimist- has taken a vacation momentarily. feeling eyes on him he slouches in his seat. ❝ don’t judge me. ❞ 

The hotel bar she was currently occupying was a lot more exquisite than she would have imagined for a city swarming with every different grade of criminal imaginable. It was a far cry from the grubby motel bars she was used to back in Kansas, she had to admit that at least Valdez had the glitz and the glamour going for it. ( it was just too bad that underneath the sparkle of the city, mobsters ran these streets. ) She ran a slender finger along the rim of her glass, a low whistle carrying into the air while she scanned her surroundings as she waited for her partners arrival. She settled her gaze on a man in a red hoodie, nursing what looked like an expensive drink. Whether it was the cop inside her that was always curious, or the fact that she never seemed to be able to keep herself still, she always found herself people watching and analysing as she waited for somebody else. 

❝ What is there to judge? ❞ Leah asked, a blank look written across her face as she tore her gaze away from the man, instead glancing straight ahead at the bar and searching their shelves for her favourite brand of wine. ❝ I’m sitting here alone, waiting for a guy that I think has blown me off and still considering ordering a glass of wine. ❞

[agntthompson]

「 ʟɪɴᴄᴏʟɴ ᴡᴇʟʟs 」:

      wells is lost in his own thoughts, white noise holding his attention captive. he has an emptied glass twirling between his fingers, unseeing eyes and unkempt hair accessorising his already dishevelled look that he’s been sporting for the last couple of days. after what seems like an eternity, wells manages to pull himself into the present, blinking when he realises there’s a person nearby. “i just realised i never passed my sophomore math exam…”

Leah stands at the bar with her hands tucked comfortably into the back pocket of her jeans, looking every bit the damsel in distress— her golden brown hair falls in tangles at her shoulders, dark circles hang under her eyes and her clothes have seen better days. It’s the first time she’s seen him since he reached out to her, believing that she’d fell on hard times after being stripped of her gun and badge in kansas all those years ago. The web Leah and the FBI had spinned was as intricate as it was delicate, but as long as she stuck to what they’d drilled into her head her cover would remain safe. ❝ I didn’t realise you passed sophomore year. ❞ Leah teased, cocking her head to the side and glancing at her cousin up and down. He was more dishevelled than she remembered him, but then again the last time they had seen each other had been when they were teenagers. 

[agntthompson]

⋆ ◦ ° ☾ sophia bush + cisfemale + she/her — have you met leah thompson? they are a thirty six year old known around town as the spy. they’ve been in the gang life for two days, and currently work for the gang as a soldier, as well as a undercover FBI agent. they are a heterosexual cancer, which means they are compassionate + tenacious, as well as cut throat + suspicious. whispered conversations, coffee stained paperwork, always looking over her back × kevin. twenty five. he/him. gmt. ×  

guess who took a third character?? it’s me, ya boi kevin !! i’ve no self control obviously and i’m an impulsive bitch but this is the new love of my life, leah so let me tell you some shit about her okay.. 

CHARACTER INFORMATION

leah was born and raised in kansas ( yee haw !! ) her mother was a small town journalist && her father was a respected lawyer. leah didn’t have any other siblings, but she did have a cousin ( @gdarmsrace ) from her mother’s side of the family who would visit frequently. 

she had a pretty ordinary childhood, she graduated high school with enough grades to get into college where she studied criminal law before applying to the police academy once she’d graduated from college !! honestly like her mother was an investigative journalist && her dad was a laywer she was destined for law enforcement tbh 

truth and justice runs through her blood and shit y’know?

anyway it was in the police academy that she met a certain ukranian ( @maksympetran ) who she climbed the ranks of the police force with until they both made detective and joined the same unit. 

at first they were like chalk ‘n’ cheese, he was always pulling her pigtails and she was always busting his balls but it was all banter and friendly fire between them that eventually turned into flirting somewhere along the way. it wasn’t until she made detective, after a case she’d been working on for weeks resulted in maks being shot made her finally act on her feelings for him.

she turned up to his apartment after he had been released from hospital, with no idea what she was going to say to him only that she didn’t want to waste another second without telling him how she truly felt about him. that night was the first time that they slept together.. and also the night that changed everything between them. 

nine months later, a baby boy was born and they named him after maks estranged brother, niko. 

to say a baby being born complicated things between them was an understatement, but they tried to make it work as best as they could. leah had come to the conclusion that their timing always seemed to be off because something in the universe was always conspiring against them. it was always one hurdle after the next with the two of them, and just when leah thought the universe couldn’t throw another hurdle their way.. internal affairs began sniffing around leah after an undercover operation they’d both been apart of went south. 

internal affairs investigation ended with the blame being pinned on leah, resulting in her being stripped of her badge and gun immediately !! 

leah was devastated, she felt like she’d been stripped of her purpose and left out to hang. things only got worse for leah when maks up and left out of the blue one night, claiming he was doing what was best for their son in the long run. 

leah hasn’t seen him since he left their son when he was three and a half years old, she has no idea that he’s currently in Valdez or that he’s involved with the very same criminal organisation that she’s been sent to go undercover with the FBI as a soldier.

what had happened with internal affairs had been a cover up by the FBI who had been waiting for the perfect opportunity to groom leah into becoming an agent ever since they worked together on a case when she first became a detective. 

LEAH’S COVER STORY

leah’s always been a big believer that the best kind of lie is the one closest to the truth, so when it came to choosing her undercover identity she kept it as close to her real identity as she could with out putting her operation in jepoardy

after several attempts at recruiting her into the gang, leah finally took her cousin up on his suggestion to moving to valdez, colorado and joining the man he worked for. after all, as far as he was concerned she was down on her look with no job and no future prospects on the horizon.

leah was more than happy to let him believe that story she had spun, as long as it got her one step closer to bringing down the bureaus most wanted !!

so she joined the gang as a solider, arriving in valdez only hours after the events of the bombing had calmed down using her connection to lincoln as her way into the gang.

WANTED CONNECTIONS 

TEACH ME ( THE MENTOR ) 

the mentor is a member of the gang who has taken leah under their wing, showing her the ropes of the organisation && what it means to be a soldier. that’s all i really have for this right now, we can plot this more once the connection is actually filled. 

I’LL KEEP YOU MY DIRTY LITTLE SECRET ( THE INFORMANT ) 

the informant is somebody who is kind of like a C.I to leah, only they’re unaware of this given her whole being undercover thing. wouldn’t want to risk being exposed already by asking somebody outright to betray their people, right? anyway, this would ideally be someone with a vendetta or agenda against caito and the gang, maybe somebody who isn’t happy with how things have been going lately and tend to run their mouth off a little too much idk. 

THAT’S WHAT YOU HAVE BACK UP FOR ( THE PARTNER )

okay this connection is only open to other fbi agents, whether they be undercover or not but this is basically someone on the task force who is also her partner. maybe somebody that leah reports to with updates on what she’s managed to learn while being in the front line with the gang. again i’m open to plotting this once the connection has been filled.