Once upon a witch

Brycen Anthony Clarke Doyle 28. Paramedic. Brother to four sisters. Oldest and only son. Ex witch. Husband to Christian. Just out here saving lives.

[blueeyedbrycen]

ah-inxpark​:

Being around Brycen was always relaxing and she always felt comfortable around him. Ah-In adored the older wolf and always found a reason to come see him. She knew he was going through a lot and didn’t want him to do it alone. “No way, it’s really good.” She said as she moaned dramatically as she took another bite. “I’m sure the sugar is in there somewhere.” She teased as she popped the rest in her mouth. She tapped her foot lightly as she looked him over. “Have you been sleeping?” She asked with a serious look as she looked closer at his face. 

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"You don't have to lie to me Ah-In, I can tell you right now from my own tasting that it's bad. I don't know what I did but I must have replaced the sugar with salt or something." Brycen admitted to his friend. He never really had to worry about people like Ah-in when she was around, everything about their relationship felt natural to him. “Probably a little bit of sugar anyways.” he shrugged, “Well I guess you could say some nights I sleep better then others because I’m exhausted but mostly I don’t sleep well enough to get my head on straight.”

[blueeyedbrycen]

ofayda​:

Biting into the cookie offered to her she’s at first nodding her head lightly, mmm, the first part was ok, it was the after taste and the more her taste buds picked up on the dryness. “You’re not terrible, you’re just too keen with the flour.” She chuckles, finding herself swallowing the rest of the cookie down and in need of a drink. “You know if you ever want any tips, I’d be happy to help. I mean, not saying I’m a good baker or anything I just get a good reaction from the class I teach.” Her audience being children, so could be why, but hey, they were an honest little age group.

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Brycen smiled at the girl, at least she was being honest about everything. Flour was probably one of the most important things that was needed in baking and he somehow he forgot about it. He never minded when people gave their opinions when it came to his baking so criticism was important. “Oh well that might explain everything,” Brycen shook his head watching her. “Oh I would love for any tips when it comes to baking, I'm not very good at it.”

[blueeyedbrycen]

ezra-s​:

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“No?” Ezra didn’t meant for that to come out so unsure but the question was also rather unexpected. “I’m still alive right? Unless your intention was to poison, then you failed, but otherwise it’s good to go. And I’m not just saying that because I’m the new guy.” He was saying that because he found most things to be edible. “Oh, I didn’t know you were married.” Or had he? But even if he had missed that somewhere in the roommate introductions, Brycen living here…well assumptions were made that he was also single. “Well, that kinda changes things, huh. Maybe you might wanna make a new batch?”

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Personally he was glad that Ezra didn't think that he was trying to poison something. “Oh I was most definitely not trying to poison anyone and if I was going to do that I’d make it less suspicious obviously.” Brycen admitted, but clearly he was not intentions. “Yeah his name is Christian, he’s been here a couple of times, but you’re still new so you’ve probably not met him yet, but he’s really that handsome dude with gorgeous hair and even better eyes.” the wolf admitted thinking about the attractiveness of his husband. “I probably should make a new batch. The man just woke up from a coma after three years don’t need to put him in another one with toxic cookies.”

[blueeyedbrycen]

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“So you’re gay and I’m cute?” She said with a snort. “What a pair we make.” She approached him and took the coffee from his hands, taking a slight sip. “Mm, this is nice. Dark and rich. Clearly not Folgers or some shit.” She took another sip of her coffee. “You’d probably know more people here if you didn’t insist Freddie see me every time. You know I don’t even like dogs that much right? I mean Freddie is okay,” she said with a shrug. “At least when he jumps on me it doesn’t knock me to the floor like Boris.” It was funny to think there were so many dogs in that apartment. Between the four legged and two legged ones. “Walk with me,” she told Brycen as they started down the hallway. There really wasn’t an area to hang out besides the staff lounge but Lola found it depressing. She wasn’t sure if it was the fluorescent lights or being forced to hang out with her coworkers but she avoided it at all costs, usually spending her breaks walking about or running to grab coffee somewhere quick. “What’s new with you?”

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“The best pair of course.” Brycen laughed a little. He grew up surrounding by women so much that he was never ashamed to admit when a girl was attractive. Raising his eyebrow Brycen nodded at the other, “well I could but where would the fun in that be Lola? I know you don’t like dogs but Freddie is picky when it comes to people and yet somehow you can get him to listen better then I can half the time.” He would admit that sometimes Freddie could be a bit rambunctious and crazy; but he usually listened to him. “Boris almost knocks everyone over what can you do about that,” he shrugged taking her arm in his. He missed having his friends around all the time but life was busy and it was understandable not to see everyone all the time, though he probably saw Lola more then he saw most people. The staff lounge seemed a lot nicer then some of the places he had been, the lounge at his house wasn’t too bad, but mostly smelled of dirty sweaty socks. “Well not to much, just Christian and I may have done some things at the valentines event.”

[blueeyedbrycen]

rohan-persaud​:

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“Oh, no, no, not at all. I’m usually doing _things,” _Rohan explained with an easy smile, flashing his teeth. “Organization has unfortunately _not _been one of those things lately, though.” He sighed very deeply, picking up the hand-mirror. “I just mean, power comes from all sorts of places. Some witches will say from within. Others say from our ancestors. And others from the spoken word. For me, it comes from tools, and I don’t feel badly about it. We’ve been using tools for millennia. The flipside, of course, is that sometimes people use tools improperly. Spirits don’t actually…_enjoy _spam calls.” 

Placing the mirror down, he held up the planchette once more. And hiding it away in a kitchen drawer, Rohan then began scooping up candles before making his way back to the table. The witch set them atop the surface and lit them one-by-one with a lighter from his pocket as he sunk into a chair. “Well, we’ll do it, and _then _we’ll see how we feel about it, hm? If nothing else, it’ll be honest,” he replied with a weak smile.

And pushing the tarot deck forward, Rohan offered a nod. “What’s your question? Hold onto it deeply. And then, cut the deck. We’ll deal three. That sounds like a fair start.”

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Brycen gave him half a smile, he could understand that things got in the way of organization most days. He himself was an organized person but when work and stuff overwhelmed him; he just ended up having things laying around. But he also had three roommates in which he lived with so you never knew who was leaving what where. “Oh yeah I know, I was always the type that would usually believe that it comes within but that was what I was taught growing up as a witch, but you know that’s not the case now.” he shrugged thinking about it. Spam calls were always annoying he himself knew that.

Watching him closely Brycen nodded at the witch. He was hoping for something to clear his mind from the events of the last couple months. If not give him the closure he needed. Something about a reading still intrigued the other to this day. He listened carefully thought about his question and cut the deck like he was asked.

[blueeyedbrycen]

lucas-lowell​:

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Not that strange or odd, Luke thinks to himself, giving the other a small shrug. He has met living the way he did, and meets all sorts of people from his line of work. This Doyle guy doesn’t even come close to his definition of ‘weird’. He supposes it’s just one of those things people say about themselves. Definitely on the friendlier side, though. “Guess it’s a common name,” he says, “but you’re being pretty specific on that someone. Your brother or something?” Luke knows his insistence on calling people by their last name is, well, weird (since they are in that topic anyway). It’s just something he does, and he feels more comfortable that way. “Well, this place isn’t terrible, and not like people come here lookin’ for the best coffee.” He points out, getting in line at the coffee shop. “…umless you’re a coffee snob, then I dunno what to tell ya.”

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Was it really common to say the least? Probably not but it’s not like Brycen announced his real last name to people. That part of him was dead and gone, the Clark name was nothing but a reminder of the life he once lived. “I hope it’s not that common,” he shrugged slightly brushing his hair off his forehead. “Nope more like husband… but it’s a rather complicated story.” The wolf added, he wasn’t exactly sure it would be a good idea to just up and blurt out his troubling life story about his and Christian’s relationship. Plus he didn’t exactly know Lucas that well. A soft chuckle escaped his lips and he nodded, “oh trust me I would never take someone who is a coffee snob here.. I’d probably never hear the end of how bad it is here. But then again I’m not one of those people that post every single coffee they buy on my Facebook or Instagram.”

[blueeyedbrycen]

valerieximeneswerewolf​:

Valerie glanced over at the other man, she could smell the wolf on him, but gave a smile as she tucked her dark hair behind her ear. “I guess. I just feel a little bad, they look very busy,” she muttered glancing down the bar at the bartender. “Its fine, maybe I’m just being too sensitive.” She shrugged as she took another sip. Her nose crinkling as the scent hit her before the taste. “Never mind me…what are you having?” She wondered aloud. 

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Brycen knew that not everyone was the type of person to complain about things. He himself was one of those people that usually let it slide, if he ordered something at a restaurant and it wasn’t exactly what he liked he usually just let it be. People worked hard and sometimes they just forgot things, “well as long as you’re okay with it then I’m okay with it.” The wolf shrugged a little bit. “Oh you know I was thinking about getting a beer, even though I feel like wine would taste so much better.”

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[blueeyedbrycen]

lohastings​:

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Logan raised an eyebrow when he tested it, suggested it was terrible, then offered her one. “Babe, if you think it’s bad are you really offering me one?” She asked, looking from the cookies to him. “I gotta ask though why are you attempting to make cookies? Is this suppose to be like some new stress relief?” Picking up one of the cookies as she tapped it slightly. “If so I think we need to find you new outlets.”

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The wolf shook his head, "I thought maybe someone else's taste buds might be better then mine?" Brycen wasn’t exactly sure if it was a good idea to offer people the cookies if he himself didn’t even like them. “It’s most definitely not a new stress reliever, if anything it makes me more stressed and I was trying to bake cookies for Christian.” he admitted. “I thought I could try and make him something, especially if we go on a date together. I wanted to show him that I’m different but guess I can’t cook or bake to save my life.”

[blueeyedbrycen]

chris-hy-doyle​:

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Chris blinks a few times at the pet name as the significance of it sinks in, and his smile grows bigger. “Babe?” He repeats, half-surprised and half-delighted. They haven’t been using any cute name for each other because… well, they are still figuring out how to have each other back in each other’s life. And Chris has been mindful of respecting boundaries… But the way that word rolls off his tongue feels almost natural, and he likes the sound of it too. “No, no, it’s okay. I actually like that. Better than… Christian. That feels too formal.” He was told he used to go by Christian, but… well, that’s then. He prefers Chris, which to him sounds simpler. When Brycen blurts out that next part, Chris gulps a little too loudly, his eyes wide. “I mean, yes, that too. Maybe we can see each other naked. We can even skip the date part. Forget taking things slow.” His own words surprise him even more– what? What’s wrong with you? He can’t believe _that _is his honest response. “Oh, God. I mean, we can go on a date afterward?” Just as he feels himself spiraling out, their lips touch and Chris forgets how to breathe. He reciprocates with a tender, slow kiss, savoring the taste and the scent and the sensation and the warmth and… everything. When their lips part for a brief respite, Chris is a breathless, giddy mess. “Wow,” he reaches down to grab Brycen in their hand, “we should get out of here.”

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In complete honesty Brycen couldn't control himself whenever he was near the other. Christian was the other half of him whether he remembered him as that or not. Babe just seemed like it fit him, they used to say that to each other all the time. The simplicity of it just rolling off their tongue's like it was meant to. “I mean I could call you Gang but again I feel like that just seems too formal too.” Brycen admitted. He didn’t want to call him Chris or Christian, he wanted to call him babe and love and honey and all the things he had done before. Christian was a part of him and he knew that even if the man didn’t remember their old life, he was certain that their attraction to one another was still there. God was this actually happening, did Christian just agree to seeing him naked. Was Brycen about to rip the other mans clothes off in the middle of the honesty room and not care if someone saw them? Probably wasn’t the best idea, but emotions seemed to be flooding in on him and the fact that Christian was this close to him made the hair on the back of his neck stand up. “Mhm of course we can afterwards.” Brycen chuckled a little bit pressing his lips harder against the other. “Yes we should get out of here,” he breathed back not wanting to take his lips of the others.

[blueeyedbrycen]

lucas-lowell​:

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Luke raises a brow, pressing his lips into a thin line. “Well, I don’t know you, so… good to know?” He supposes that is a good thing. People always tell him he expects the worst from people, but the truth is, he simply doesn’t expect anything from them. Force of habit. But there always are people who surprise him, as he learned over the years. “Jeez, that’s dark,” he lets out a faint chuckle, “so your solution for a complete, utterly shitty day is to buy someone a coffee?” He isn’t complaining. Caffeine is like a fuel to him. He gives a small shrug, “it’s fine. Don’t think you’re awkward and weird. Not yet at least.” He jokes. “Doyle, got it. Good to see you again. And you already got my card, so.” Luke doesn’t know where the other had in mind for the coffee, but he figures the nearest coffee place everyone at the newspaper frequents should do. He holds the door for the other as they step in.

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"That's fair," Brycen added, which was the truth, Brycen was a complete and utter stranger to the other, but yet he stood there acting like he had known the man for years. It was always probably one of his biggest flaws. The wolf just seemed to want to know everything and everyone; making people happy just was what he enjoyed. “What can I say? I’m a very strange and odd man.” shrugging Brycen tilted his head a little and fixed the collar on his jacket. He was glad Luke didn’t think he was awkward or weird but he was certain he was, growing up he always seemed to stick out like a sore thumb. “Doyle always had a nice ring to it, I think you calling me that might be nice, but don’t be too surprised if you see another strange man answer to that.” the wolf let out a soft chuckle for a moment thinking about the fact that if Luke and his husband ever ran into one another he might answer to Doyle, after all it was his last name. Brycen stepped out figuring that they could just walk to the closest shop. “I’m not really sure how good their coffee is here, but I mean it can’t be that bad.”

[blueeyedbrycen]

chloedevlin​:

“Well I mean.. if you won’t eat them I will,” she jokes, lightly chuckling as she gives a little shake of the bag. Almost a_ take them now or watch me munch on them._ “Serious though, literally can’t find better brownies than these.” Her green eyes widen a touch with a flicker of excitement, “My mouth melts thinking about them.” and she wasn’t even joking. “But anyway take them before you have to go off being a hero.” She figured him waiting around for a call to come in would be short lived, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t steal his time while he was free. “How’re you doing?”

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"You can't offer a man something sweet and then pretend to take it away," Brycen groaned a little bit taking back his previous remark. No he wasn’t really overweight or anything and he always watched what he ate, but he was in probably the best health he had ever been, a sweet thing here and there wouldn’t hurt. “Me a hero? Come on Chlo, I just do my job just like everyone else does.” he was happy that she thought he was a hero but he really wasn’t. Not everyone really appreciated the work that went into being a first responder. “Well I’ve been okay, I mean Christian is awake and stuff but he doesn’t quite remember that were married or anything really about our life together. So there that and work has been crazy busy, just not today apparently,” Brycen paused for a moment thinking about his husband. He wondered how many people would go up to him and see how he was doing just for him to not know who he was. “But enough about little old me how are you my darling?”

[blueeyedbrycen]

swearonstars·:

@darkesthourstarters·

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Devin kept her head down as she entered the store. Her hair tossed back in a very unlike her messy bun as she pulled the baseball cap she was wearing lower to conceal her face. She hardly had time to change after the hell that was the night before back at the Rosefell Castle and trying to take care of her currently very ripper-happy sister, so instead she just trudged down the aisle, wrapping her coat tighter in towards her chest to hide the light blood stains and hole in her thigh from where Alina had stabbed her. So much for trying to reason with the woman who was impersonating Selene all weekend, she thought as she moved to yank a whole bunch of cheesy heart printed bears and stuffed animals off the shelf for her feral sister to teeth on when she got home. She half thought she’d be able to make it out of the store unseen too, but the moment she got into line and felt the familiar eyes giving her a once over, she knew any hope of that was now for not. “Do me a favor?” Devin let out a soft moan as she glanced over at the person beside her whilst still attempting to juggle the overwhelming amount of teddy bears in hand. “Don’t ask.”

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So many people had been effected in one way or another in the events that happened at Rosefell Castle. Brycen himself had had some good things happen there, but also the fear of Eliot getting trapped inside was scary. He had worried about his friend a lot and he was glad he was okay, he was honestly glad everyone was semi okay. Truth was everyone had something going on in their lives that seemed to make there heads spin round. If he wasn’t dealing with the fact that his husband didn’t know much about him, he’d probably have a normal head on his shoulders, but alas he did not.  Brycen was in the midst of looking through some of the candy when he spotted Devin out of the corner of his eye, he watched her closely for a moment before nodded, “I wasn’t going to ask, whatever you need them for is your problem not mine but do you want an extra hand or two? “

[blueeyedbrycen]

valerieximeneswerewolf​:

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Valerie hardly ever had a night off and when she did she normally spent it at home making dinner for herself and watching true crime documentaries. But the wolf had been attempting to change that this evening. So here she was, not really feeling very confident but still making an effort. She sipped on her drink coughing a little as it bit at her throat. She flushed as she looked beside her embarrassed. “Mmm, it’s um…its a little bit heavy on the bitters. But I wouldn’t want to offend the bartender.” She explained with a shrug of her shoulders. @darkesthourstarters​

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Brycen had usually been the type to just go home after a long shift, but tonight was a longer night then he had expected and he was in much need of a break from everything. He hadn’t even bothered to change out of his uniform that day, but instead just hit up the bar. He was still dealing with everything that happened that day and a drink seemed like more of a reasonable thing. Turning towards the women he nodded, “Well if they made it too heavy they should fix it, don’t think you want to get wasted on one little drink.” the wolf shook his head taking a drink of his own.

[blueeyedbrycen]

swearonstars​:

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_“Oh, no. no, no _thank you. I don’t put things in my mouth unless I know where they’ve been and, no offense, but that is definitely one of them. I mean, I’m sorry, but is this a cookie or a brick?” Reina asked as she tapped the cookie lightly against the edge of the table. Her noise scrunching up the moment it made a clear sound to indicate just how dense the baked good was. “You could chip someone’s tooth on this thing.”

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Brycen wasn't at all surprised at the reaction he got from Reina, he was certain that he had screwed this cookies up more then he thought he was going to. He himself could taste them and they honestly didn't taste good and they were quite hard. “Pretty sure they may have turned into bricks instead of cookies,” he shrugged a little bit, at least Reina was honest when it came to eating anything she was offered.  ‘”I probably already have,” he admitted, hoping that wasn’t the case but there were a lot of people who had tried them.

[blueeyedbrycen]

isradurel​:

Isra shrugged. Baking was more temperamental than cooking, if she were honest. “Yeah. I should probably be more helpful than a rock, anyway,” she pointed out as she moved to stand, surveying everything he had out. “Let’s get rid of the old batter and start by getting the dry ingredients together.” At least throwing together a new batter wouldn’t take too long. She reached, putting her hair up so it would be out of the way before cracking a half-smile. “If we make a habit of this, we ought to get matching aprons.” Maybe it was too far-fetched, but Isra knew deep down that she’d gotten far to used to being around people. If Brycen would let her impose a few more times, it would go a long way to soothing her broken heart. 

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Brycen wasn't one to judge anyone, he was always open to keep people around him. Ever since he was abandoned by his parents after coming out, he had made it his mission to have as many friends as he could possibly have. “It’s okay you’re not a rock anyway Isra, “ Brycen disagreed. She was after all trying to help him in his attempt at making cookies, that said a lot about someone. He knew he wasn’t always going to get it right, but at least if someone helped him maybe they wouldn’t be that bad. The wolf watched the women for a minute and laughed, “Oh don’t tempt me Isra, I will definitely look into this and to be fair if I can at least make one decent batch of cookies maybe my husband won’t be poison by accident.” he would love a matching apron, who wouldn’t want one.

[blueeyedbrycen]

ah-inxpark​:

Ah-In was visiting Brycen to cheer herself up as she was feeling a bit down in the dumps over work as she had impossible clients at times who think she didn’t sleep or eat at all. She took a bite of the cookie her fellow pack mate had made and hummed. “It’s not terrible Bry, honestly i don’t think cookies can be bad.” She looked the cookie over. “At least it’s not hard as a rock or burnt.” 

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Brycen was glad to see Ah-In, he missed her more then he would like to admit. She was a wonderful person and a wonderful friend. With things that had been going on lately seeing a familiar face always warmed him up. “I feel like you’re just saying that to make me feel better babe,” the wolf admitted finishing the cookie he had. “True but are you sure I didn’t mess up the ingredients or something because they taste a little off to me.”