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[hubchance]

multi - muse blog for fangstv featuring luciano dulany ( blackwood ) , jason stackhoue , & tyler lockwood !

[venm0is]

#MIECZYSŁAWSTILINSKI     ⸻     jason stackhouse.

stiles   had   been   purposefully   tuning   out   jason   for   the   last   ten   minutes,   only  coming  to  when  he  mentions  the  mayor.   '   who's  to  say  it  was  him?   '   stiles,   like  always,   was  fully  invested  in  the  strange  case  in  which  the  chance  harbor  mayor  had  met  his  demise.   with  their  father  working  on  the  case,   how  could  they  not  be?   that  didn't  mean  he  didn't  hold  some  scepticism  toward  the  whole  ordeal.   there  were  simply  too  many  factors,   too  many  details  still  yet  to  fall  into  place.   then  there  was  the  rumored  vampire  angle.   who  really  knew  what  happened  and  why?   '   i'm  sure  there  are  more  viable  options.   '   he  digs  at  jason,   rolling  his  eyes  as  he  speaks.

[hubchance]

conspiracy theorists were running all around. he wasn't really surprised that the sheriff's son was one of them. maybe they were all in on it and the sheriff was covering up for the mayor on some level. " the news? " wasn't that the most recent update anyway? it was why the vampire council was in power instead of carol. which jason didn't agree on, but he was just a guy. " hey, i'm very viable thank you very much. there's several different people that can attest to that too. " did jason mistake viable for something sexual? yes, and he had a lot of stamina. he even looked a little offended that stiles thought he wasn't. " don't worry though, my voters will have my back. "

[sunlaid]

Something sickly sweet.       Within reach,       a project to rot:       The fall of a good boy,       made a saint into a sinner.       It was a sweeter victory,       a middle finger to the man upstairs,       when the soul they dragged initially belonged to the Heavens.       “Do background checks not exist in small towns?”       As if a piece of paper,       or government officials,       could spot blood soaked hands simply by looking.       “If you’re offering       ⸻       Could I get another beer?       I think the last bartender poured it from the left tap.”       

[hubchance]

If background checks existed, he surely didn't know much about them. Then again, he was dense on the topic because he had been in jail himself. Misdemeanors of course. "Probably? There's so many sheriffs and deputies here I'm sure they have something like that." Then again, most of the people in power bought their way there. Past crimes didn't matter when they had fat pockets. Jason sat up on the counter and reached over, grabbing two beers himself and winking over at Sam. "Don't worry, I got you." He popped them over and handed one to Juliet with a charming smile on his face.

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[venm0is]

#𝖣𝖴𝖬𝖮𝖭𝗦𝗢𝗬𝗟𝗘𝗠𝗘𝗭     ⸻     tyler  lockwood.

he   knew   that   brutish,   biting  temper  well.   dumon  had  been  acquainted  with  the  lockwood  ancestors  over  many  years,   and  tyler  was  no  different  from  those  who  came  before  him.   he  did,  deep  down,   feel  for  the  kid.   he  too  had  lost  his  father  once,   he  knew  the  sting,   despite  how  deeply  fucked  a  man  gokhan  söylemez  had  been.   he,   however,   would  never  think  to  treat  tyler  differently  over  a  situation  he  had  little  to  no  control  over.   '   i'm  shaking  in  my  boots.   '   deadpan  expression  plastered  across  his  features.   '   perhaps  you're  the  one  staring.   did  that  ever  occur  to  you?   '

[hubchance]

almost everyone would've annoyed him, so realistically it wasn't dumon's fault. he was just the most recent target of his ire. there was a poison that seeped deep down in him. unbeknownst to him, something that ran deep in the lockwood name. he wondered if mason had this fate or if he was just the black sheep. " i have no reason to stare at you. i'm not the one lurking out of the club waiting for someone to come out. " he rolled his eyes and stopped pacing around. the man rested against the walls of sinema and tried his best to relax. the vibration of the music from the inside was probably the only thing holding him together in that moment.

[sunlaid]

It’s vulgar,       how enticing the anger was to the hellhound.       The kind that made a wolf latch onto a bone,       and never let go       ⸻       Few of such fate had escaped the clutches of Hell,       Juliet’s pride and joy.       Cigarette finds its home once again between her lips,       dragging smoke,       a burn that is home in the belly of the beast.       “Oh,       I didn’t mean to assume.”       They apologized,       free arm resting comfortably across her waist:       Make yourself look small,       make yourself look safe.       It’s cold outside,       and the hellhound has to make an effort to remember that though the cold does not bite them,       the meat suit would be mildly uncomfortable at the temperature.       “I’m new to town.       Do you want me to be mean?       I’m not really good at it,       but I can give it a good try.”       Hound chuckled,       tilted head showing they were teasing.

[hubchance]

The cold didn't bother him. Probably the wolf gene that was coursing through his blood. What made his father a liar and a hypocrite all at once. How could he hate vampires when he was a special type of monster? How could he keep his son in the blind all of this time? Tyler huffed as he continued to think about Richard, mind wandering elsewhere every now and then. "You know what they say about making assumptions." He always made an ass out of himself. Now he was the one being a hypocrite. The wolf shook his head, not wanting to force anyone to be something they weren't. "Don't be mean for me. Why did you come here though?" Curiosity always got the best of him. Eyes were practically glued onto them as they moved their head.

[moorlight]

" i think some people aren't thinking when it comes to situations like that. " emmett was usually one to brag about his loss in a fight with a damn bear, mostly because he had redeemed himself a few years later in a rematch of sorts. but he was still wary about letting more information out than necessary in a new town, and he bit his tongue. " it's mostly because i'm bored. but don't worry, i'll take it to my grave. " he pretended to zip his own lips and throw away the invisible key, but proceeded to talk again immediately after. " that being said, if you wanna vent...i kinda miss hearing small town gossip. penny for your thoughts, mr. angry ? "

[hubchance]

" this is exactly why some people deserve to get their hands bitten off in that case. " or their heads slammed against a wall, but he was trying to keep the analogy of the bear. instead of talking about how he just wanted to get into a good fight to the point where he had some blood on his hands. " that's good to know that there's not going to be any witnesses then. if you're so bored maybe you should go into the club though. i'm sure drinking or dancing will cure some of that. " tyler scoffed when he saw the man zip his lips. there was something heartwarming about his lightheartedness. " venting isn't going to get me anywhere. just know i'm tired of people looking at me like i'm a ticking time bomb. "

[asyntheticsoul]

"only a couple months. and no insurance because i clearly hate myself." she rolled her eyes at her own stupidity, knowing she'd brought this on herself. wouldn't be the first phone she'd destroyed, and likely wouldn't be the last either. though in her defense, this one had been a replacement for one she'd broken after fighting a demon who'd pushed her into a lake. also not her finest moment. "it's probably hopeless, but i guess i can try a sob story or something and hope the worker takes pity on me."

[hubchance]

"maybe you should invest in some insurance then. not that that's going to help you now, but for the future." something about the blonde made him want to help. while he wasn't going to perform magic in public and he didn't think it would even fix the phone, he'd continue to motivate her to use a sob story. "say you were doing something extremely charitable when it broke. can you cry on command?" that would've been the icing on the cake. "if they don't take pity, then you can always steal another phone under their noses."

[violnts]

“      not  joking.   -    cross  my  heart.     ”     with  a  pretty  little  human  for  mayor  ⸻  all  that  would  left  was  to  get  one  of  the  more  self-starter  types  to  possess  him.    not  a  bad  plan,    that.    unless  she  planned  wrong  and  got  stuck  with  one  of  the  more  political  ones.    no  need  for  a  wannabe  king  of  hell  when  their  father  returned.     “      and  which,    kissing  or  killing  ?    'cause  honestly  i  think  that's  all  dependant  on  who  you're  asking.     ” 

[hubchance]

" oh don't do that, it could be dangerous if the universe thinks you're lying. " not that the halfling thought she was. then again, he gave everyone the benefit of the doubt. he tapped on the counter as he thought about her question. in the blond's mind, it wasn't a subjective question. murder was wrong, but this was a future voter. " kissing definitely releases some nice hormones. i don't need to ask anyone about that. i think killing would just make people feel guilty. "

[freshcir]

"You care enough to keep this conversation going, as if you have a point to prove," she pointed out, sighing in response to his annoyance with her. "Ouch, pup, fangers is a bit of a harsh word," she breathed in, not in the slightest bit upset but still - that word couldn't help but annoy her slightly.

[hubchance]

"I don't need to prove anything to someone like you. It's just better than starting a bar fight inside." He rolled his eyes at her comment, not really caring whether or not she liked the term. "Well you have fangs, do you not? I thought that was one of the main points."

[freshcir]

"Awe, was that supposed to hurt?" she asked, placing a hand on her chest. "Yet you're paying as much attention to the tabloids that I am if you know they've been repeating themselves. Also, that look in your eyes like you want to murder me - I'd say try to hide it. You don't know who in this town will make the first move. You're lucky I'm one of the nice ones"

[hubchance]

"Believe it or not, I don't care enough to hurt you." Tyler rolled his eyes as he leaned back against the wall, appreciating the cold that was able to calm him down. "I'm not paying attention, but if you heard the story once you'd know it for days to come." Then his eyes traveled back over to hers. "I don't care if you're one of the nice ones. As long as I don't lay a finger on you, I could want to kill you for the rest of my life and be content with not getting a chance to do so because some fangers went ahead and got themselves elected."

[freshcir]

"Who says I'm sane?" she chuckled, a smile growing on her lips as she sighed. "I hate to break it to you but I have no clue what you're talking about right now. "According to this boring news there's no mention of a hotheaded kid with anger issues. Or maybe I have and could care less, we'll decide that shortly"

[hubchance]

"Then I'd say this town has gained more freaks in the last 3 months than over the last 3 years." Maybe his father was right in his actions if he did it on purpose. "If you'd listen and not focus on a screen rotting your brain, I never said the news was about me. Just that it's the same thing being repeated over and over again." That familiar anger was rising up again, making a home in his chest.

[freshcir]

She quickly eyed the ball fist that appeared just for a brief moment before returning to his eyes. What was with wolves and having a big bravado? Either way she could care less. "What if I like boring news?" she asked, head tilted to one side, "are you saying you're supposed to be more interesting?"

[hubchance]

Who the hell liked boring news? Tyler felt like his head was going to explode, but it was mainly because his ego wasn't being satisfied the normal amount. "Then you're crazy. No one sane likes boring news." He still didn't pay attention to the screen, just looking back at the club. "Yes, because they keep repeating the same story over and over again." He knew it by heart now.

[televisiongifs]

The Bear (2022-present) Sundae (S02E03)

[divinev1olence]

WHERE : town square

WHEN : midday or night, utp, during the lunar new year festival

WHO : open

katherine stood watching a dance performance, her face revealing nothing. she was wearing a red and gold cheongsam, her hair pinned up in a chignon. while she had been born in thailand, her mother had been chinese. "pathetic." she muttered, her thoughts being filled with the bittersweet memory of her mother. or many they were on the vampire authority's sorry excuse for a lunar new year. "how much do you think this whole cost?" she asks, crossing her arms. having spent a number of years in china, the small town's idea of lunar new year paled in comparison.

[hubchance]

there was a bright changshan on his bed when he woke up that morning. while he assumed carol put it there, realistically it could've been mason or anyone else that broken into their estate. he wasn't in a mood to celebrate, but he had to show face and hopefully make the shame of the reelection easier on his mother. "their customers are probably outdated. i don't even think they invest five thousand into this." richard would've gotten things imported, but he wasn't there. tyler was a little happy at least, smug was a better word for it. he wanted these events to fail from now on. he looked over at elena, realizing his face had been stoic since he arrived. "guess you're not having a blast?"

[hered1tary]

He thinks if one were to split him open and peer inside him they’d only find dead things.   That burning field of old wounds.    All the family members who died because of him    —    because he had once been naive enough to trust.     Soon the night swallowed him as well.     Moon-husked soul and all.     The man takes a step back and Derek’s glare follows his movements,    slowly and meticulously.    Red sizzled away from his eyes,       Derek blinked twice,    as if to ward off whatever instinct had ravaged him.     “What the fuck is wrong with you?”      Is all that’s growled out,   gravel-tone.      No sense of conversational gifts here,    only a gruff grunt of disgust and his arms crossing over his chest once more.     Observes the man with an intensity of an animal watching a lesser one.     Like the fox studying those twitches in the hare’s body as it feels itself being hunted.    The body knows,    even if the mind is slower to catch up.     “Go away.”

[hubchance]

After their brief, but powerful, interaction it was clear that they weren't going to get along. Yet Luciano wasn't going to give up trying. A witch fueled with dark energy was fueled with the wrath that wolves carried. The death that vampires were drenched in. The fiery spirits of hellhounds. This town was the place for him and he was glad John Blackwell directed his children there. "A lot of things." A small chuckle slipped out as he took out a business card. Technically it was for his tarot reading business, but something told him the wolf wasn't going to be interested in that. Still, he took two steps forward and extended his hand with the card out to him. "I'm going to get out of your hair, but something tells me you might need some magic on your side. The air around here is drenched in something wicked and it's best to have that wickedness on your side. Call me if you want a reading." He didn't outright say he was a witch, but he figured that was implied. Luciano turned on his heels before he started to walk away.

[freshcir]

Was this guy supposed to be intimidating? He seemed like a little puppy, barking at others when attention was given to him. "Oh, you're threatening a complete stranger," she chuckled, "how cute of you," she hummed. "I hate to say it but I was looking at the television behind you," she said, nodding to the one playing in the shop window

[hubchance]

Who did she think she was? Tyler's hand curled into a fist out of pure instinct, but then he found himself having to calm down. Breathe. "There's nothing cute about me, so watch yourself." He rolled his eyes, not even bothering to look at the screen she was mentioning. "It's just some boring news. You don't know what's going on yet?"