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Briggs Hadley // 31 // Hellhound .under construction.

[briggs-hadley]

lucianoxxrossi:

“I-a never knew how badly I wanted one till I had her, il mio piccolo fiore…”

“The fuck kinda language you speakin’? Too young to be havin’ kids if y’ask me.”

[briggs-hadley]

lucianoxxrossi:

“She’s four and I’m 25.”

“Twenty-one-year-old havin’ a baby? Naw. Kids ain’t my thing. Never wanted ‘em, and I’m 31.”

[briggs-hadley]

catherine--black:

“Too soon to tell, but I tend to chalk it up to the Gautier’s.”

“And why’s that?”

[briggs-hadley]

cindygautier:

❝ I still think you’re being a little dramatic. I wouldn’t really compare a hurricane with a normal winter. In all honesty if you adjust your wardrobe just a little bit you won’t even notice the temperature has dropped.   ❞

“In Lou’siana when it snows? Sheeeiiiit. The whole damn state shuts down. Up here? It’s a regular Thursday. If y’all had a hurricane? That’s it. Game over. Y’see?”

[briggs-hadley]

braxtonxturrall:

He grinned and nodded, “No discounts though. I’m not gonna give you a hand out, but I might let you help. Teach you a few things if you want.” He shrugged and huffed a laugh. “I doubt it. It’s Salem after all. Not much better connections to be made.” 

“I don’t need no handouts. What kinda man you take me for?” Briggs grinned, shaking with a silent laugh. “Y’right there. Ain’t no connections period.”

[briggs-hadley]

braxtonxturrall:

Braxton nodded, “So I should expect to see you around the shop some then?” He raised a brow but chuckled nodding at the man in front of him, “I only have connection with the owner of shop, no connections with any good shit. If I did I wouldn’t be a mechanic.” 

“I’d count on it,” Briggs said, nodding. “Can’t fix a damn car for the life of me.” He smirked. “If anyone had better connections would any of us be doing what we do?”

[briggs-hadley]

lucianoxxrossi:

“She’s four and I’m 25.”

“21-year-olds having babies. Jesus. Make me feel old.” He took a long drag of his cigarette, eyeing Luciano up. “That accent. Where you from, boy?”

[briggs-hadley]

lucianoxxrossi:

Luciano nodded and lit his lighter, allowing the other male to light up his cigarette. “Heh, she-a kinda surprised me but, it’s for the better.” The wolf hummed, with a pleased smile. 

“Ain’t you young to have kids?” Briggs asked, the tone in his voice less than friendly. “She what? Five? And you’re?”

[briggs-hadley]

lucianoxxrossi:

He was on daddy duty today and decided that a lovely brisk afternoon would be the best time to take his little girl to the park. Sitting on a bench he lit a cigarette and took a long drag. Blowing it out he noticed someone sit next to him but before he could greet them a loud yawn escaped him. “Scusami,” He chuckled, “Who-a knew being a dad could make you so tired.”

Briggs looked over the man next to him as he sat. He looked worn, even before he yawned. Declining a plesant response, Briggs just nodded and hummed, patting his pockets. “Got a light?” He asked, producing a pack of cigarettes himself. “Never wanted kids m’self. Nasty little fuckers.”

[briggs-hadley]

braxtonxturrall:

“Mechanic. Karma gets enough people, I have less cars to work on.” He smirked, “Ahhh. I see, you know anything about cars? I’m pretty tight with my boss.” 

“No, sir. Cars are not my, uh, forte,” Briggs said, laughing silently. “Now I know who to go to.”

[briggs-hadley]

braxtonxturrall:

“Karma, yeah. That’s the best way to put it.” He smirked but then shrugged, “If anything it’s making my job easy and my retirement even easier. So what do you do here? How do you know about all the weird things of Salem?” 

“And what’s your job?” Briggs ask, an eyebrow quirked in suspicion. “Me? I just got here. Still lookin’ for work, still tryna plant my roots. Somethin’ like that.”

[briggs-hadley]

braxtonxturrall:

He smirked and sighed, shaking his head. He smirked before raising a brow, “Spontaneous, I guess is all I think about them. Guess the world is going to show some of these freaks what real power is. I’ll just sit back and watch.” 

“Spontaneous,” Briggs echoed, nodding and faking a laugh. “Yeah, I guess it’s all that karma bullshit, right? What goes around and shit.”

[briggs-hadley]

braxtonxturrall:

He smirked and leaned back in his chair, his arms crossing across his chest, “why should I tell you? You worried you might like a few of them or something? Either way after I get done with them, the rest of this town and their kind is in for a real treat.” 

“Worried. Naw, just curious. Y’know, curiosity killed the cat but satisfaction brought it back.” Briggs sucked at his teeth and clicked his tongue. “What d’you make of these fires?”

[briggs-hadley]

cindygautier:

    ❝ BUT that’s just how it works ?? You buy clothes that match the season. And believe me it has been like that for a long time. But please do tell me how you managed not to freeze to death all the other winters??  ❞

“Y’hear my accent or no? I’m from the south. This’ll be my first real winter. It’s like you preparing for a hurricane.”

[briggs-hadley]

braxtonxturrall:

“Some of the greatest women around and they can cook up some damn good food most of the time.” He grinned. He leaned in further, his brows furrowing, “Oh, I know not everyone in this town is what they seem, but I’m only interested in a particular family of a particular species ending.” 

“My grandmama could cook like you wouldn’t believe. Rest her soul.” He shook his head, interest piqued by the other man’s next sentence. “And what particular family is that?”

[briggs-hadley]

braxtonxturrall:

“Was born there but that’s about it. Was raised up this way. Visited Georgia some when I was a kid but about the only thing I liked down there were the girls.” He smirked, his head jerking with his silent laughter at the memory. His brow raised and he leaned in closer, “What kind of snakes you talking about, kid?”

“Southern women,” Briggs said, smiling and nodding in agreement. He shook his head, the smile turning once more into a satisfied smirk. “Same snakes you think I’m talking ‘bout. Not everyone in this town is what they seem.”

[briggs-hadley]

braxtonxturrall:

Braxton grinned as he watched the guy take a swig from his flask and partially shouted a laugh, “That’s the way to live, kid. An alcoholic in the making.” He chuckled, taking his flask back, “you’ll get used to the cold, it just takes time. I don’t think I survive in Georgia ever again. Haven’t been back since I was a kid. No point in it really.” 

“You a southern boy, too?” Briggs asked, a smirk on his face. “Nah, I wish I could go back. Lou’siana’s in my blood, you feel? I’m warmblooded. Not like some of the snakes ‘round here.”