The Pheonix

Fel Original Wolf Can we pretend that        airplanes in the night sky        Are like shooting stars?                  I could really use                     a wish right now…

[felicitys-archived]

“The most massive characters are seared with scars.”

requested by felicity-smoak-is-my-goddess

[carterxowens-blog]

“Glad I was able to save him the humiliation and myself the clean up.” Carter replied with a smile. He had seen plenty of people come and go through the bar, some managing to actually make the connection that everyone seemed to be after. Recently he had actually been able to listen to the conversations. Overhear what they were saying and discussing, not because he wanted to but somehow the words were just that clear to him. And most of the people, like the man at the end of the bar, were hardly looking for something serious. Just a fling, maybe a single date. His attention back on the woman, Carter nodded in understanding. “Can I get you anything else in that case?”

[easternalpha-blog]

He was nice. Felicity decided she needed to re-consider whether or not to string that alpha up by his entrails. Something was very wrong with the wolves around this area to begin with but the kid in front of her was already screaming kicked puppy between the orphan thing and the three musketeers thing and the whole living a hospital taking care of his friend thing. “so cleaning up must suck worse now huh?” she said, “then again if I had to make these drinks everyday I’m pretty sure the smell of that would get me long before the smell of that did it,” she looked at the pink drink and tried not to full on sneer at it, “it’s the artificial flavoring. Orange and raspberry in the liquors. Preservatives in the pineapple juice--the lime’s real though,” she glanced down at the glass, “also the guy before you should be told that wiping and washing are two different things.”

[jasonreedcoh]

‘‘Gotcha.’‘ Jason quickly nodded as Felicity finally cleared the confusion. It wasn’t unusual really – and Jason spent a few years early on, after he joined the squad, to actually go back to school but that thought faded away as soon as he realized he was making some real money in the real world. The college idea went right out the window, especially when he familiarized himself with what he now became, the transformations, the pain and glory of the entire ordeal. It was bittersweet feeling, or an experience, but it was now the very real part of him and he stopped running away from it a long time ago when he understood there was no use in that. Felicity, however, seemed to have really understood what he meant when he explained himself. He wondered if she had lost someone, apart from the niece’s father, because her reaction seemed as if it was all very real and recent. He knew better than to outright ask, though. Besides, her next question startled him. His eyes shot right up at her, a little confused, a little reluctant to answer her. Of course, she couldn’t have possibly known, and she was probably asking this for an entirely different reason, but it did make him sweat. ‘‘I–uh…’‘ He started off, unsure what to say. It wasn’t in his nature to lie, so he just had to circle around the truth instead. ‘‘Well, I mean, I’m probably the one guy there who doesn’t really have much to come home to, so I spend a lot of time there, working overtime. I just stay, you know how it is.’’ He attempted a smile here. ‘’And every once in a while, to answer your question, I do, in fact, get those sick days.’‘ Jason explained, trying to be nonchalant about it but it was obvious that the topic suddenly got serious. ‘‘Why?’‘

[easternalpha-blog]

Felicity knew people who had never been to college and people who collected degrees like Pokemon. She had a few degrees but she wouldn’t say she loved going to school. To be fair she liked working with her hands way more than she liked working with books. “well her friends are all going around now, so I’m glad she gets to do that,” she said honestly. Normal was something that would never be, but she had done everything she could for her niece to have as much of it as possible. Compassion was something she had to re-learn and she was convinced that she was making up for lost time. By all indications she shouldn’t have given a damn about what he did or did not have to come home to. Just like by all accounts she shouldn’t have even brought up the question of sick days. But what she should have done and what she actually did were very rarely the same thing. “sorry,” she apologized, “I didn’t mean to pry, I’ve always been curious about the practical stuff,” she cocked her head at the change in his tone and the attempt at a smile he flashed. Which would have been far more believable if she hadn’t heard him laugh. “come on, it’s not like we’ve been sticking to polite conversation,” she said, “and besides what if we wind up liking each other and being friends and then you lose sleep over your deep dark secret?” she questioned, “I’m not a firefighter but I’m pretty sure you’re not supposed to go running into one when you’re sleepy,” she added, “plus assuming we like each other and we become friends and you survive fighting fires being sleepy and you work up the nerve to tell me it’d be all anti-climatic because as you’ll come to find we’ve got a lot in common besides our massive appetites,” she said. 

[invademyinbox]

Send me [ Guilty Heart ] for my muse to confess to yours, something that makes them feel guilty.

[jasonreedcoh]

‘‘Well, in that case, you certainly have it in general. The element of surprise, that is.’‘ Jason added, shaking his head slightly and another pleasant smile. He wasn’t exactly sure how did they get from gossiping about the arguing couple to weaponry, but he didn’t care much in particular – it was more than interesting. ‘‘Ah. So wait – is she not eighteen?’‘ He couldn’t help but feel a little puzzled, but there were two possibilities: either Felicity went when she was over eighteen, or her niece is one of those children extraordinaries, who get to go before their time. ‘‘Either way, it’s really nice of you to take her in and under your wing. I know how it is when you lose a parent at a such a young age.’‘ Jason admitted; he didn’t even feel or hear himself say those words out loud – usually he wasn’t very keen on talking about it. But there was something he could connect with now, he was eighteen when he lost his mother and his sister. ‘‘Errr– that’s a very frequent question when people hear I’m a firefighter.’‘ He laughed. ‘‘Honestly? Not at all. For a while I’ve been struggling over what I wanted to be, after high school, because my family went through a rough patch and I… but yeah, this has always been my call. There’s this crazy adrenaline rush whenever you know you’re helping someone, help them save their life and the lives of the people they love. It’s what keeps me going.’‘ And maybe Jason was a little crazy himself. Most people – or at least his colleagues – still feel the nervous jitters when they’re about to go to the field and jump into a burning building. Jason, however, feels as if he just blacks out in those moments and his primary focus is getting to the people and saving them, with very little or no regard to his own life. Perhaps that was a part of the guilt he felt over his mother and sister dying when he was driving, or a side-effect of him transforming into a werewolf, he couldn’t tell, he had never met another one to ask.

[easternalpha-blog]

“She’s eighteen,” Felicity said, “I was older when I went to college,” she explained at the confusion on his face. Her heart sank at the ‘nice’ word. God, seeing Justin and Alex again was really messing with her head if she was back to feeling like her heart was in her throat because someone thought she did a nice thing. What he said next made the explanation she was trying to come up with fly out of her head. “It’s--” she trailed off. There were no words to describe how awful it was. “it’s horrible,” she said finally, “It’s never easy to lose a parent but at a young age--” she shook her head, “I’m sorry you had to know anything about that.” From the way he talked about his family’s rough patch, Felicity guessed it was a lot closer to home. Her own family situation was fucked up but she had been an adult when she lost her parents. Obligation fueled a lot of the people she knew. And she had known more people than she wished who had fallen apart saving people. So to hear someone speak about their job and saving people with passion in their voice was refreshing. Cocking her head to the side she looked at him carefully. Everything was leading her to believe he’d joined the proverbial party around the time of the ‘rough patch’ he was talking about. That was usually how it went anyway. Plus being around two newly turned weres was reminding her just how insane they could be. At the very least the man sitting across from her didn’t look like he was about to claw his own skin. She wondered if he guessed what she was. “So I have another question,” she said, “do you get sick days?” she asked. Around the full moon wolves usually took one or two days off depending on how they reacted to the urges. 

[briannaefraser]

What about us?

[jasonreedcoh]

‘‘Also true,’‘ Jason remarked with a slight nod. He wasn’t a big weapons guy, but he knew facts as well as details of the things he liked. He couldn’t talk about traditional Japanese swords – katanas – or bombs for instance (on the opposite sides of the spectrum, at that) but he could talk about possibly all generations of Glocks, for example. ‘‘I see,’‘ He said slowly. ‘‘Is there something else you’re a fan of, then? In terms of weapons, of course.’‘ This seemed like an unusually different conversation to be having with a stranger, but Jason was almost intrigued. At least they didn’t talk about how nice the weather was. ‘‘Oh, I thought she was a kiddo,’‘ Jason smiled, thinking about it. ‘‘College, huh? That must be hell of an exciting adventure to embark upon.’‘ He personally never had the chance, but that was alright with him. Hearing about the absent father, Jason’s smile faltered slightly. ‘‘Sorry to hear that.’‘ He muttered, ready to jump into another topic. ‘‘Sap, come on, really now?’‘ He raised his eyebrows at her, releasing a laughter. ‘‘No, no,’‘ He shook his head; better to stop it before it went too far and she really assumed he was a lumberjack. ‘‘I’m actually a firefighter.’‘ He finally admitted. Part-time creature of the night, but that was better tucked away, out of sight.

[easternalpha-blog]

“Stealth,” she said, “I like the element of surprise--most of the time anyway,” she added. She liked Jason. As a rule she liked people who didn’t waste time with boring small talk and she liked honesty, even if it wasn’t thee whole truth. “well she was,” Felicity said, “but then she grew up.” Which was the point, but sometimes it was still hard to wrap her head around. “oh it is,” she said, “but I was older when I went, I’m glad she gets to go now.” Of course she had been older because when she was the age most people went to college education was very different. Of course the life expectancy was also under thirty so there were some changes she was glad for. “thank you,” Felicity said softly. She never knew what to say when people expressed their condolences to her. It didn’t feel like she had a right to her own feelings about him. And the state of them when he had passed on--well, there were other people who had needed comforting. She was a big girl, she could deal with it. “yes, really,” she joked back. Her laughter shifted into a genuine smile. “A firefighter?” she repeated, “that’s a pretty incredible job,” she said, “you ever get used to running headlong into danger when most other people are running away?” 

[maggie-hart-blog]

Maggie listened as the woman rambled off what she needed, taking in the request as she thought over what she was asking for. It wasn’t an uncommon request it was actually one she got quite frequently. “Both we can do. I think for the hospital you’ll want something bright, something that can add a little life to the room, maybe some daises, chrysanthemums, and some daffodils. I’ve got a beautiful arrangement right here that fit.” Maggie said as she made her way around the counter to one of the displays. “As for the flowers on the grave, if it was someone you were in love with go with red roses, if it was a family member or dear friend I’d say go with the white roses or the forget me nots are really pretty as well. I’ve got a few arrangements of each of those available.” Maggie advised. 

[easternalpha-blog]

“That sounds perfect,” Felicity said. First the two young men had been bitten and now they were refusing to leave a hospital room. How she was going to get them ready for the full moon, let alone out of there without dragging them was a problem she was going to have to figure out. She could practically hear the gods laughing at the florists next words. “well his sense of humor would definitely appreciate the forget me nots so lets go with those,” she said with a shake of her head. The last time she’d attempted the whole visit thing she’d remembered their last conversation and how he’d feel about her talking to his grave instead of ‘making things right with her siblings’ and she may or may not have beat the flowers over his grave. Which was better than the time before that when she’d put he fist through his headstone. It seemed that even after a decade Everett of being gone was still not over making her feel things. “actually why don’t you give me two of the forget me nots,” she said, “just in case.”

[easternalpha-blog]

[inthenameofsephiroth]

[easternalpha-blog]

requested by felicity-smoak-is-my-goddess

[maggie-hart-blog]

After a long day at the mayor’s office sorting through press releases and contacting the local media outlets Maggie was more then ready to head home for the night. Unfortunately her father had called around 4 to let her know that her mother wasn’t feeling well again and that someone would need to work the closing shift at the  flower shop. Always willing to help out where she could she’d gathered up her paper work and her laptop and headed off to her mother flower shop downtown. Maggie helped the few customers who came and went before settling herself at the desk digging into some medical files she’d gathered in hopes of finding the answers to her brothers comatose state. At about 6:30 the bell above the door jingled and Maggie didn’t look up right away. “We close in about 30 minutes, just let me know if there is anything I can help you with.” She called a smile on her face as she looked up to see who had entered.

[easternalpha-blog]

“Perfect,” Felicity said, “I want to make this quick.” She didn’t have allergies but her sense of smell was high. Super high. Which meant that flowers were not her best friend. Or rather cut flowers weren’t. But this wasn’t for her so she was biting the bullet. “I need two bouquets. One with flowers I can put on a grave,” she said, “I can’t show up empty handed but I don’t visit it--ever,” she finished lamely, cutting herself off before she could ramble. “And i need one for a hospital room for a friend of a friend,” she added, “so whatever you have that works with that I’ll take.” 

[haydenoakes]

Whitney stood in horror as the strange woman stepped out of her vehicle and asked her if she was okay. Not sure whether to trust her, Whitney didn’t respond instead she silently glared at the mystery woman trying to figure her out. The petite blonde’s breathing slowed down as she started to become more conscience of her surroundings and the fact that she clearly wasn’t in her bed anymore. As the cold breeze started to hit her bare skin Whitney began to shiver. It was much too cold to be out in nothing but a jersey. Again the stranger spoke out and Whitney remained silent. Slowly looking down at the ground and seeing the lifeless deer, a grin spread across Whitney’s face before looking back up at the blonde stranger. “Oops.”

Bringing her hand up to her mouth to wipe off the excess blood, she began making an even bigger mess spreading the blood across her face entirely. “You didn’t interrupt my dinner,” Whitney said under her breath. Whitney finally responded to the stranger once she realized that clearly the mystery woman wasn’t going to harm her, not yet at least. The petite blonde turned to face the woods that she had just ran out from, her head tilting as she tried to listen carefully for signs of a hunter or anything in the woods nearby. Whatever the hell was in the woods with her ruined her meal. “Where am I?” Whitney asked the stranger although her eyes were still glued to the woods. “My home is on Gilbert Lane…“ Whitney said finally making eye contact with the stranger, “Is Gilbert that way or that way?” She pointed out in front of her and then behind her. “This road sucks. There’s no real street signs nor light posts, I don’t get it.” The woman complained as if nothing had happened. As if she wasn’t standing there with a dead deer right besides her feet, blood on her face, and practically naked in the middle of the street at night, as if it were all so very normal. “By the way, what was up with your hellish driving? In a rush or something.” She teased.

[easternalpha-blog]

“Spooky deserted road without your pants on?” Felicity said with a chuckle. This town was just getting more and more insane. Felicity shrugged and pulled out her phone, looking for the address, “well technically it’s that way,” she said pointing to her right, “but if you go that way,” she added pointing behind her, “and facing that way make your second left you should get there,” she said turning her phone around. Felicity gave a smile at the comment on her driving. “If I had been in a rush you and the deer would be peeling yourselves off the ground,” she said. Her McLaren p1 had been a present and it was her current favorite car. 

The sound of something in the woods drew her brows together. “you definitely don’t look like you eat fast food regularly,” she joked, making sure her voice didn’t change but she glanced over at the woods quickly, trusting the vampire to pick up on the signal. The vampire was eating  a deer for fucks sake. Vampires weren’t on the food chain except during the full moon. Either this was an individual thing or--and she hated being right about it more often than not--this was some self-righteous asshole who had a problem with vegetarian vampires. Either way she wasn’t going to take off without making sure Miss Lakers got home safe. 

[jasonreedcoh]

Jason glanced at her again. ‘‘Well,’‘ He started off, his shoulders shrugging in accordance. ‘‘There are people who despise weapons. Which is justified, I’d say, considering what’s been happening around the country and worldwide these days…’‘ He trailed off, thinking back to the recent school shooting he’s heard of. Luckily enough, he never had a chance to act on duty because none of those – luckily again – happened anywhere near his area, but still. And it was just one example, there were tons of other misused weaponry cases that he knew of. He raised his eyebrows at her mentioning her niece. ‘‘Really? That’s nice. How old is she?’‘ He asked, finally getting to finish his cup of coffee. ‘‘Is the Dad not around anymore or…?’‘ By the sound of it, it seemed as if he was not in the picture anymore, but it could be just jumping to conclusions. It was safer to ask. He laughed; subtly but kind of proudly. ‘‘I’m flattered, but you were close. Lumberjack, actually.’‘ It was his time to joke around, just to see her reaction. ‘‘Always has been my dream job. The woods – it’s where the party’s at.’‘ It was almost funny, the thought, how the final part of his joke was not even a joke.

[easternalpha-blog]

"Well that depends on the weapon,” she commented, “I’m not a fan of guns really,” Felicity said. They were efficient but if she was given the choice she didn’t like the distance. Or the sound. Actually it was mostly the sound. Back when she’d been far more prone to murder first, ask questions later, she had craved the closeness with her victims. But that had been a long time ago. “she’s eighteen,” Felicity said, “about to officially start college,” in truth Mellie had been taking college level courses for a while and found a lot of high school work less than stimulating, but they had agreed that socially she needed to be with her peers. “No,” Felicity said, “he passed on when she was a kid.” It had been ten years and the idea of that span of time still blew Felicity’s mind. Big events like high school graduation carried a bittersweet note for the young woman and the father she still wanted back. “oh is that where they’re hiding it?” she joked back with a raise of her eyebrows, “I thought I smelled sap on you,” she added with a chuckle. 

[alejandroadolph]

Alejandro kept quiet as he watched his sister shake her head, giving him all the information that he needed on the subject. Bowing his head to the floor, he nodded slightly, before bringing his head up, his lips pressed together. he pushed a small smile. Alejandro knew that his family was always going to be this way, it was unfortunate, but in was the truth. His family was five original alphas, more stubborn then life, itself. None of them were going to see it one certain way, and after awhile, Alejandro personally didn’t blame them. It was what it honestly was. Shrugging, he licked his lips, “You never know.” He spoke, as he softly smiled. Although, Alejandro didn’t have much faith in that, he did believe that miracles happened, and you never really knew. “I figured we could go for a walk, maybe get some fresh air?” He thought out loud, “You can tell me how my niece is doing? And then maybe before it’s all said and done, we could have one of a good old fights. For good old times.” He joked.

[easternalpha-blog]

If you put aside the poor state of her family when they got together last time, Felicity knew the final action that had ripped them apart was hers. Her siblings had offered her a choice between abandoning Everett or being dead to them. Felicity had chosen not to abandon anyone. It was kind of poetic that the result was her being dead to her siblings and Everett abandoning her to get engaged to Thea and run far away. Out of all her siblings she and Alex had spent the most time hating each other, but never once had they claimed not to be brother and sister. “Our niece is all grown up,” Felicity said as they walked along the sidewalk. It was still something Felicity was having trouble wrapping her head around, but at the same time she was looking forward to watching their niece continue to come into her own. “you don’t look like you’re in much shape to fight,” she said looking him up and down, “so I’ll pass. But I’m sure there’s someone around here who will go easy on you.”

[ezrijmiller-blog]

Caleb actually had been helping her out with getting back into sync with everything that was going on in her life. Which was saying a lot cause usually she was just used to catching up on things all on her own. It was not something that she appreciated but just something that she was used to. Somewhere along all the books and writings that she had been reading she had read a quote saying that the saddest three words really were I’m used to it – actually those were four. Sue her, she didn’t really ever sit down and actually count down words. That was not her at all. When everything in NOLA had started she had just been a human, well as human as any hunter could be classified as but it was something that she held dear because her parents had her taught how precious that was. Now she was a Banshee and a wife to a witch, she had come a long way from where her parents had envision her to be. “I am trying. My brother being in charge is not something everyone has taken light.” She sunk her hands into her denim pockets keeping a pace that was good for both of them, “How about you?”

[easternalpha-blog]

“You could have the best leader in the world and that would still be true,” Felicity said. Not that she really believed such a thing existed even though she’d seen many try to be just that. “but you have a good support system with the people around you and each other,” she said, “use it. That will make all the difference.” It was sometimes easier said than done, but if New Orleans had taught her one thing it was that pushing everyone away and then being upset when you fell apart and no-one helped was something you couldn’t blame just on other people. She knew it was hard on Ezri to constantly be surrounded by supernaturals between her in laws and a lot of her friends, especially with the hunters back in her life to such a degree, but she hoped that they would all be able to find a balance and there wouldn’t be more reasons to generalize supernaturals vs hunters. “we’re settling in alright,” she said, “which I am thrilled about on one hand and not so thrilled about on the other because as I am constantly reminded my niece is legally an adult and capable of making decisions about her life.” Life had forced her to grow up far too fast. For the first few months for as often as her niece had been afraid of being sent away again Felicity had been terrified that she would wake up one morning to find her gone. But Mellie had stayed and Felicity hadn’t sent her away and they’d figured it out. “this is definitely one of those places that makes me thrilled for air conditioning.” 

[wnq-writers]

You kept calling me the coward, and I believed you. It wasn’t until years later that I realized, what really made me a coward was choosing to believe in your version of who I was, instead of the truth.

Sissi J., My Internal Monologues (via wnq-writers)

[haydenoakes]

Not a cricket could be heard in the lonely woods as Whitney stood behind a tall, wide tree with her eyes completely focused on a deer. The petite woman was standing under the tree wearing nothing but an oversized, purple v-neck Lakers jersey she used as pajamas. Once again the woman was out, sleep walking in the middle of the woods searching for blood. The deer had it’s head down eating grass as Whitney’s sinister eyes stared at the deer, her dinner. The petite blonde licked her lips waiting for the perfect moment to catch her prey. The moonlight shined brightly above them as Whitney stood absolutely still craving the deer’s blood, it has been a while since she had something as big as a deer. Usually the woman dug into small rodents and squirrels, anything but humans- no humans yet. In a blink of an eye Whitney was no longer behind the tree but instead had her fangs sunk into the deer. It was her ability of speed that helped her catch her prey so effortlessly. The deer could be heard crying for a second or two before it was completely silent. Whitney’s fangs were buried deep into the deer’s back near it’s neck, she could feel herself gaining energy as she stood over the deer sucking in all of it’s blood. Whitney let out a quiet groan in satisfaction, it was certainly fulfilling her unearthly cravings. 

It was due to her incredibly hearing abilities that made her startled by the sound of a loud cracking of twigs, of course it could have been another animal or it could have been a hunter. Whitney wasn’t going to take the chance to find out so in an instant she got her fangs out from her meal, picked up the lifeless deer and bolted in the opposite direction of the sound. With out even second guessing where she was headed she continued to speed off with no intention of stopping. After a while of zig zagging through the woods trying to lose whatever or whoever had been watching her during her feast Whitney slowed down as she made it out of the woods and onto the road. As she was walking across the dark road in nothing but her jersey on, blood around her mouth, and a dead deer in her hand she came to a sudden halt as a bright light came straight at her. Ironically Whitney had become the deer in the headlights as she stood in the middle of the road unable to physically move out of the way. Startled and afraid, her dark eyes quickly become kinder and human as she retracted her fangs wanting to leave no trace of vampire on her although the blood around her mouth was a real giveaway. Whitney dropped the deer on the ground with her eyes trying to look at the driver that had stopped the car right in front of her. Unable to make out who was in the driver seat the petite woman took a step back not sure whether to run or not.

[easternalpha-blog]

This, Felicity decided firmly, was not her night. She was rapidly becoming less than enamored with this place, feeling the beginnings of a familiar tug of war between what she wanted and what everyone else did. The pull of the latter was horrifyingly strong, to the point where it was very easy to be swept out in it. It was ironic that if you fought it you lost everything and if you went with it, well, the last time she’d done that she’d lost more. And as much as she wished to believe this time would be different, she knew that wasn’t a sure thing. Too many familiar faces she could have gone happily without ever seeing again were around her. And now there was a new face in front of her, holding a deer. Felicity raised her eyebrows at the odd sight before switching off the lights and opening the car door. 

“You okay?” she asked, her eyes sweeping the vampire’s form before looking out into the woods to see if there was a reason for the vampire dragging the carcass onto the road instead of hiding out there. Coming around the front of the car she looked at the deer and then at the deserted road, wondering why her life inevitably seemed to take on shades of a b-movie horror flick. “sorry about that, I didn’t mean to interrupt your dinner,” she said. It had been a while since she’d seen a vampire willingly eat something not human.