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"She’s like smoke: you think you’re seeing her clearly enough, but when you reach for her there’s nothing there." bridget // 21

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leonshepard:

From the moment he arrived in town, Leon managed to become a hermit instead of doing what he intended, becoming close his other siblings.  His life consisted of work and binge watching Netflix at his apartment.  Yet, two weeks ago he managed to get out of his shell at a local club that catered to vampires.  It was something he knew his family would frown down upon, but his years away from them caused a shift in his worldly perspective when it came to the supernatural.  Changed so much it led him to date outside his species during college.

Night sprung to life in the small town of Winter Haven as the sun disappeared behind the woods.  Walking out from his one bedroom apartment, he breathed in the crisp cool air the small town provided.  Although he missed the fast city life, there was something intoxicating about the fresh air in this town.  Thankfully Nathaniel, his new acquaintance picked him up and they headed back to his place.

“You know I could have been watching this in the comforts of my own apartment,” Leon said teasingly to the man.  “True, but then you would be denied the privilege of me.”  Rolling his eyes, he leaned over and rested his head against the cushion as the two continued to gaze at the screen.

Suddenly, an arrow whizzed by and Leon swore his heart skipped a beat.  All his life he was raised to be on alert, ready for anything, yet here he was relaxed. Within seconds he was up and his eyes met Bridget’s.  An arrow would have been merciful, he thought to himself.  Before he could say anything, Nathaniel was up and Leon got in front of the vampire to block him from his sister.  “Nate, stay where you are,” he said knowing his sister’s skills.

What the hell was he doing here? Her gaze flicked back and forth between the vampire and her brother. Leon had to know what this man was, didn’t he? Her brother may not hunt anymore, but he’d been raised the same way they were all were, surely he wasn’t this stupid. They had been trained since children to spot the things that went bump in the night. Bridget lowered the crossbow to her side, so that she wasn’t aiming directly at her older brother, but kept it ready in case.

“What are you doing? Move, Leo.” The command came out as a snarl, rage flashing in her green eyes. As if she wasn’t aggressive enough before, now she had to deal with the fact that her own brother was standing between her and her kill. Nate hesitated behind Leo, and Bridget tuned herself to any move he might make, ready to strike. “Do you even know what he is? He fed off of a dancer over at Ruby Moon last night.” Bridget decided to leave out the fact that the two seemed to have a deal worked out, it wasn’t an attack. The vampire opened his mouth to argue, but Bridget quickly cut him off. “He’s not worth your protection. So move, or I’ll make you move.”

[bridgetshepard-blog]

landonoftheshepards:

“I’m fine, Bridget.” Landon sighed softly but he knew it was no use. The Shepards weren’t a close knit family by any means but when one of them was hurt another would always step in. Blood was blood, it didn’t matter if they didn’t always get along. He watched as his little sister flitted around his kitchen. Landon regretted not being there for the twins when they were younger. Being seven years older meant he never really connected with them on anything, they were still just kids when he left for college. Then Mason happened and Landon didn’t want anything to do with his family for a while. 

When he went back to Winter Haven, he had hoped to connect to the twins again but it was far harder than he had expected. Landon couldn’t blame anyone except himself, he hadn’t tried hard enough. “Vampires took Jamie,” Landon explained,”I just barely was able to get him out of there. I patched him up as best as I could, he just needs to pull through the night.”

Pull through the night? From the moment she walked in the door, she’d been under the impression Jamie’s injuries were no worse than Landon’s. Her brow furrowed, and she returned with a washcloth wrapped up in ice, delicately placing it over Landon’s cheek. Once her brother took the cloth for himself, a pit of worry began to form in the bottom of her stomach. “How bad is it?” Her eyes were drawn over to the bedroom, resting on the closed door. She wanted to go in, make sure he was okay, hear him brush her off with a scoff. But she controlled herself for now, recognizing he needed to rest. “How many were there? Are they still alive?”

[bridgetshepard-blog]

tuckerwitchking:

“You’re new to town?”

“Uh, not quite. Why?”

[bridgetshepard-blog]

Unfolding → Bridget&Leon

@leonshepard

The sun dipped behind the trees, leaving the sky a hazy purple. The end of August promised the end of summer, and with it, brought a little bit of a bite to it. Bridget kept her hands in her pockets as she walked through town, headed towards a lead on a vampire she’d been following for a while. Ever since the incident with Jamie and Landon, she had driven herself even harder in her hunting. Bridget had never been good at processing emotions. This was her outlet, it kept her sane.

There was a car in the driveway, and Bridget confirmed it was the one this vampire drove. He was home then. Good. Her fingers ran over the base of the crossbow in her arms, and she made her way around back. There were a few windows open near the back door, and she used her pocket knife to cut through the screen before climbing through. Sounds of a television were faint, and she was thankful for it as it masked over whatever sounds she was making through the house. She stalked through each room until she found him in the den. On the couch, with someone else she couldn’t quite make out.

Fuck.

Bridget had been hoping for a quick stake and run, she hadn’t been counting on witnesses. A more mentally sound Bridget would have left then and there, realizing this was too risky. But it only gave her pause, and within seconds, she had knocked back an arrow.

She wouldn’t have missed if she hadn’t realized Leon was there too.

[bridgetshepard-blog]

landonoftheshepards:

Bloodline | Bridget, Landon & Jamie

Landon had managed to get Jamie back to his apartment but not without some more wounds of his own. They were both covered in bruises and blood, Landon was sure that they were getting some strange looks. He couldn’t bring himself to care. The only thing he could think about was making sure his little brother was still alive. Landon wanted to blame his father for everything that happened to him but he knew it wasn’t quite that simple. If their father hadn’t trained him they would probably be dead, not that he would ever go around and say that.

The older Shepard all but dragged his brother upstairs to his apartment, fishing through his pockets for the keys before pushing his way inside. He gently placed Jamie down on his bed, quickly grabbing his fully stocked first aid kit and started tending to his brother’s wounds. Twenty minutes later, Landon had done all he could, it was up to Jamie to pull through. 

Landon washed the blood from his hands before texting Bridget that she was needed at his apartment. It was the one thing Jamie had asked of him and he couldn’t bring himself to ignore it. It didn’t take long for his little sister to be knocking on his door. He knew he’d be a sight to see when he opened it, bloody nose and a bruise covered face. Landon took a shaky breath before opening the door.

“Jamie is resting in my room.”

@bridgetshepard @jamisonshepard

The message from Landon was worrying, so much so that after she sent her last text to her brother, she immediately called into work, asking for the night off. There was a hesitance in her boss’ voice. She’d missed a lot of work already, claiming sickness or family issues. Bridget knew her place there was teetering on the edge, but that’s the way it had always been. She’d find another job. Her brothers were more important right now.

On the way to Landon’s, she hovered just five over the speed limit, and was at his place within minutes, pulling crookedly into a parking space that she knew someone would be pissed about later. One sharp knock, then a second, and there was Landon... Looking more battered than she’d seen him in a long time. Dark bruises were scattered across his face, and she spotted dry blood that had crusted around his nostrils. Her stomach lurched. “Oh my god,” she exclaimed, which came out barely more than a whisper. She stepped inside. “What happened to you?” Before she allowed him an answer, she was already on her way to his kitchen, grabbing a wash cloth and some ice.

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[bridgetshepard-blog]

[Text]: We need to talk.

[Text]: What’s going on?

[landonoftheshepards-blog]

[Text]: Can’t talk about it over text, you need to come to my apartment.

[bridgetshepard-blog]

[Text]: I’m on my way.

[bridgetshepard-blog]

[Text]: We need to talk.

[Text]: What’s going on?

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[bridgetshepard-blog]

artistic-vamp:

Cat gave a smile to the woman before her, “Well I was thinking about getting a drink, yourself?”

“Just going out to the store for a few things.” That was a lie. She was on her way back from checking out a tip that had turned out to be misleading. “It’s not too late for me to pick up some gas station eggs and milk, is it?”

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tuckerwitchking:

“Of course you’re special, Bridget. You think I’d make new fries for just anyone?” 

“Am I going to learn name, or will you continue being Suspiciously Generous Cook?”

[bridgetshepard-blog]

tuckerwitchking:

“As in build one and get over it…. or under?”

“Is that the same calibre of wit you use with all the girls, or am I just special?”

[bridgetshepard-blog]

tuckerwitchking:

“One second, darling. I don’t believe we’ve met.”

"I’m Bridget.”

[bridgetshepard-blog]

tuckerwitchking:

“Princess, it’s not up to me how long your food sits in your window. That would be your server’s fault. Tell you what. I’ll get you new ones.”

Bridget looked down at the basket of semi-cold fries and then back up to Tucker. “They’re halfway gone, but if you really want to, I won’t say no.”

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lillian-barlow-shaw:

Lillian was a very powerful witch, but with great power came not-so-great side effects. She knew she’d been using too much magic lately - between work and helping Eleanor - and now the affects were taking their toll. Of course this had to happen in the middle of the street. Her vision turned and a sudden dizzy spell had her half leaning against, half falling onto the wall of the nearest building. “Not again,” she murmured, as breathing suddenly became difficult.

Bridget almost didn’t notice her, her mind a little bit elsewhere. But when she did, her brows furrowed in concern, gaze lingering on her a moment before she made her way over. “Hey,” she said gently. The woman barely looked as if she could stay upright. “Are you alright?”