Ryland Kimball

[itsnotherohair]

ofallthingskeziah​:

Keziah strolled onto the scene with a bottle of wine in hand. Everyone seemed to be having a great time with all the game play, dancing, eating and drinking, but she didn’t know where to start. She wasn’t exactly the easiest person to make friends with, and despite that fact, she knew had to change that sometime if she wanted to make New Orleans an actual home instead of just another stepping stone.

She deeply inhaled, then released an annoyed huff and took a drink straight from the bottle. “I should have brought the whiskey”, she muttered to herself. “This is not going to be enough”.

@farfromhomestarters

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Walking up to the other Ryland could only laugh, “Wine? What are we having book club?” He asks teasing the other with a shake of his head before offering out his flask to her. “Its a party, I would like to think they won’t run out even if you do. I didn’t see anything about bring your own on the invite.”

[itsnotherohair]

Ryland sat at the edge of the party watching, with an amused look on his face when someone stopped near him, “There is an odd teenager chewing on a pinecone over there. I don’t know if its some strange bet, a trip gone very bad or what.” He muses watching the kid off near some pine trees, “I have to say I’m a little impressed he’s sticking with it as long as he has.” Looking to the figure, “He doesn’t belong to you does he?”

@farfromhomestarters​

[itsnotherohair]

of-femmefatality​:

The party was a much needed event for New Orleans, the gathering crowds and the music pumping through the speakers was reviving some life into the city. Ramona was taking full advantage as she clocked a bystander as she teased “are you just going to keep staring or come and dance with me?” Her movements were effortless as her frame danced through the crowd.

@farfromhomestarters​ 

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“I enjoy a good show when I see one.” Ryland answers from the sidelines of the dance floor it wasn’t so much that he didn’t enjoy dancing it was just that he could see a lot more of what was going on from where he stood. “I think I have a great view where I am. Besides, I dance with you and it will break the illusion.”

[itsnotherohair]

thebedevilledsinner​:

Dex had been cornered into a conversation that was proving difficult to get himself out of, the other was completely incoherent in their drunk ramblings and all he could do was smile and nod every now and again as he took slow and steady steps backwards in attempts to get himself away. 

Enough was eventually enough as with a smile in attempts to lessen the blow he murmured, “you’re completely wasted, I have no idea what you’re tryna say to me” before unintentionally backing into someone else in his attempts to escape. The wolf turned towards them with an apologetic explanation, “I’m sorry. Uh, but … please, don’t make me go back to talking to them.” 

@farfromhomestarters​

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Ryland let out an annoyed breath as he tried to get by the two but ended up with one knocking into him. “You want me to kill him? Seems a little extreme but...” He gives a slight shrug, weird thing to get asked from a stranger. “Kidding.” He finally admits with a soft smile, “Just point to something shiny and he’ll be distracted.” Looking around the guy towards the drunk Ry offers a wave, “Oi, you look at jet skis someone brought out?”

[itsnotherohair]

ofmissingpieces​:

Gabe had been adopted by a group of drunk strangers and in all honesty, he wasn’t mad about it. He had however, rapidly come to the realisation that he wasn’t twenty years old anymore and despite being a wolf, his metabolism wasn’t handling the alcohol as well as it used to. In a clumsy cheers motion, with a deep breath and a nod the wolf geared himself up for another shot, before hearing his name called through the crowd, a saving grace as familiar face headed towards him. “Oh thank god, here. Take this” he mused, extending his drink to the newcomer. 

@farfromhomestarters​

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Ryland looks at the glass being handed to him and gives a shrug, “I don’t usually make a habit of drinking random things handed to me.” He replies with careful look at the glass, “But it is a party.” He convinces himself once he had taken the time to see if there was something off with the odor or color of the drink. “Tapping out already are we?”

[itsnotherohair]

[ paul wesley | he/him | 30/969 ]  rumor has it that ryland kimball has been seen wandering around town. they are a vampire who is one of the survivors they are known to be snarky but deep down they are confident. when it comes to the brewing conflict in new orleans they’re on the side of the resistance.

The middle child of 3 children with two loving parents. His father was a blacksmith and his mother stayed at home raising him and his siblings, keeping the house clean, and cooking. To bring in extra money she might pick up a few laundering tasks from those of higher houses. His father died from a disease when he was 8 years old leaving Leonidas, his older brother to to be the man of the house, mostly raising Ryland to be the man the was today. While his brother often worked to keep up the house for his mother and the two younger siblings, Ryland also tried to find ways to make money. Selling whatever he could as a young child, people often tried to rid themselves of guilt by throwing a shilling or two a young child’s way. 

As he got older he decided the best course of action for him was to join the church, under the wing of a monk who knew their father from childhood that was how Ryland learned to read and write, coping texts of the bible for the church, earning his room and board in a way. He had went home as often as he could to visit his younger sister and mother, tending to be mocked by his brother. Ryland had turned to the church not for a great love of God nor even fear but more so that it seemed like the logical idea rather stealing his way through life or joining some holy war and losing his life at the other end of a sword. 

Though eventually while walking through the village Ryland spotted a woman near the bakers stall and it was like the sun itself shined from her. With his devotion to the church shaky at best he was able to turn his back from it and towards the woman he swore that would be his wife. Finding out that she was the daughter of a local lord he asks for favor from his monk master to get a good word in with the lord about a station as the steward at his estate, the mere fact he could read and write as well as he did granted a trial run and while working there for a few years he gained the favor of the lord to marry his second eldest daughter who had been spoiled enough to turn down the men who asked her hand. 

Getting married and having children of their own while still working on the lords estate, Ryland assumed he had everything he could want out of life. Till the sickness came, livestock and people were both brought down by the spread of it. It took his beloved wife, their three year old daughter and their eleven year old son. Ryland full of grief wanted death, even with the two other children to tend for, he just didn’t know how he could so do. Not long after his wife and children’s death did his brother show up at his door, with news of immoral life, a better life. Ryland was unsure of it but accepted his brother’s gift before he could ever realize that it was just as much a curse. 

Ryland was able to raise his children for the next five years however people spoke of his youthful looks, his relentless work and hardly tiring. Eventually the man realized that he could no longer stay, with whispers of him making pacts with the devil coming up. Pacts to try and bring his wife and children back from the dead, so he had left his children, now nearly grown to be tended to by his wife’s family and he set out after his brother. Over the years the two would go their own ways but always met up a hundred or so years later to catch up and enjoy each other’s company.

[itsnotherohair]

what makes you cry?

“I sometimes get frustrated when I can’t beat someone’s face in for pissing me off and I can get teary eyed from that. Otherwise, when my kids hurt, you ever have to hear a kid that came from you cry in pain and there be nothing you can do to help? Shit sucks.”

[itsnotherohair]

Do you trust Oliver around Skyla?

"Cut and dry answer; no. And that isn't cause Oliver is a bad man, he's an idiot but he's not a evil. He just gets himself into shit and shit splatters."

@ofdamnedwolves @cfshcttereddreams

[itsnotherohair]

cfshcttereddreams​:

“Hope won’t do a damn thing to me,” Sky retorted. “In fact, she’d probably applaud me for kicking her guards ass. Why should I be the bigger person?” The last thing she wanted was to add shit to her mother’s plate but the last couple of months had been just as stressful for Sky, avoiding her friends for the most part, Oliver being alive again. Her head was a strange place these days and the enhanced emotions certainly didn’t help. “If you’re gonna tell me to sty away from him,” she cut in quickly. “That’s not your choice to make. I have a right to know him, mom. If I even wanted to that is. Not that I do, cause I don’t.” The latter part wasn’t so much trying to convince her mother as it was herself as she shrunk back into herself, hoodie being pulled over her head as she bit into her burger once more, eyes scanning their surroundings so as to avoid eye contact with her mother.

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“Don’t be stupid, I raised you better than that.” Kiera warns her giving her a pointed look, “That girl has no humanity, she don’t give a shit about anyone or thing but her rules, fighting her guard is an extension of fighting her.” She scoffs, “I don’t give a shit about you being the bigger person, if things were different I would have told you to make sure they knew better than to try shit with you again its how we settle things in bayou but a fight now isn’t just a fight anymore.” The last thing she needed was Sky’s little brothers asking where she was or worse they being raised by some other member of the pack cause Kiera got taken in as well. “I know you do, so don’t give me attitude cause I’ll give it right back and you only got a fraction of yours from me.” She warns the other wrapping her food up and putting it back in the bag. “Oliver is walking trouble and you have a right to know him but right now he’s in the middle a of shit storm that no one needs to get into. Its not just you who can get hurt by it, so by all means learn what you need to but don’t get too close because being part of Hope’s guard I don’t expect anything good to come from that.”

[itsnotherohair]

thebedevilledsinner​:

“So this, is the bayou?” Dex mused as Kiera came into view and he extended his hands by his sides before doing a 360 turn of assessment. “Its nice - nice.” With a chuckle, he invited himself to sit down beside Kiera on one of the tree stumps, knowing full well that he shouldn’t exactly be visiting the she wolf in the bayou, but he had been careful as he made his way through. “You been stood up by your kid, Nichols?” 

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Kiera sat up a little with Dex coming into view, “The very one.” She nods to her partner, “Its home. Nice or not.” She answers watching him take a seat, if it were anyone else she would have barked and growled at them showing up in the bayou but given they worked together she knew the kind of person he was. “You know its a full moon, I wouldn’t stay long unless you want to chewed up.” The others within the pack might not say anything as human but once they shed that form it was claws and fang and who knows what could come of it. “Eh she’s a teenager, I would be shocked if she showed up on time.”

[itsnotherohair]

ofdamnedwolves​:

“I don’t want that either, alright? – but I wanna know her, Kiera. I wanna know my kid. I want a chance to be her damn dad. I owe her that.” There was defeat within his tone and he knew that Kiera was right and no matter how much he attempted to promise her that this situation he was in wouldn’t have any backlash on her or their daughter – he knew that realistically, he couldn’t. “I had no choice after comin’ back, Kiera. Crescents sure as hell weren’t jus’ gonna welcome me back. Then Hope offered me a position with Jack – and… I saw a chance to make amends.” With a sigh, the wolf leaned himself backwards against a tree, arms crossing against his chest. “Then I saw Tara – and I saw first hand what Hope was doin’ to this place.” As he said it out loud to her, Kiera’s point just became louder and he realised that he was playing with fire and that wasn’t something that he wanted to drag his kid into. Kiera either. Having pushed himself away from the tree, he attempted to enclose their distance but the shove to his chest saw him stumble back a step or two, before steadying himself “I’m sorry – alright? I’m sorry.” With the harshness of the woman’s words, he released her wrist from his grasp, “I jus’ wanna do the right damn thing, for once. Somethin’ where power isn’t the only damn play. I want our lives back, the pack – the bayou, to have a chance to be a damn father.” His expression soon fell and his head lowered, pushing the heel of his palm against his forehead before dropping his touch. “Fine” he finally murmured, he didn’t want to, but he knew he had to accept defeat. He knew that Kiera was right and that he was nothing but trouble for his daughter. He couldn’t make promises, he could keep her safe. It would be the same old story and at the end of it, Skyla would be the one to suffer. But still, he had to ask, “how am I just supposed to jus’ walk away from her?”

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“So you join the one person who is tearing this pack up more than you had?” She asks with a raised brow and sharp nod her head, “You’re all idiots, Jack included cause he’s following his dick as per usual where Hayley is concerned. I didn’t realize that getting our curse broken meant a life time of servitude to her and that family.” There was a time when the great return of the Labonair heir meant something to the pack, it was supposed to be a turn around for the pack. Get them back to some stable function and give them power to stand just as tall as the other factions but at every turn they were kicked down another level. With the vampires all but gone from the city it should have been a good time for them but instead of being able to enjoy their lives and freedom they were made to patrol the city, keep guard for Hope. It was trading one master for another and it no longer felt like having a respectful alpha to safeguard their way of life. She tried pulling her arms away from him as he apologized till he finally released them himself, “And playing hero is the only way to go huh? You never thought maybe just putting your head down for once might be your smartest play? Let the Mikaelsons clean up their own damn mess, let fucking Vincent and his little toy army handle it.” Kiera kept her nose out of everything going on because she had people who depended on her, Sky wasn’t her only child and if anything happened she was an adult she could fend for herself if push came to shove but her son, he was still just a kid barely even a teen. Skyla would have tried to be there but she couldn’t handle him and herself on her own. The question was a loaded one but Kiera had an answer, “By being the father you want to be, you care about her then you’ll put your feelings aside for her. Its what being a parent is about, we put our shit away and focus on what they need. You think I like the idea of standing on the side and doing nothing? I fucking hate it but its not about me, its about my kids. It might not be forever but as long as your life is a shit wheel of danger, you can’t risk bringing her down with you.”

[itsnotherohair]

cfshcttereddreams​:

“She shoulder bumped me,” the younger blonde shrugged nonchalantly as she shoved another handful fries into her milkshake before popping them into her mouth. “Some of the wolves that went over to Hope’s side and think they’re all that now. Told them they were weak ass bitches and she didn’t like it so she hit me and I hit her back, end of story.” The second the words had left her mother’s lips Sky had stopped halfway into a bite of her burger, blue hues landing on the older blonde as the sandwich lowered to her lap. “Well, I didn’t exactly go out actively seeking him per say,” the she-wolf spoke. “I was looking for Hope and he just happened to also be looking for Hope and we ran into each other.”

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Kiera lets out a deep sigh, “God dammit, Sky. You really out there just kicking the hornets nest? Fighting with her guard is only going to put a target on your back, let them be her lap dogs thinking they’re hot shit. Its gonna come around to bite them at some point.” The last thing she needed was those assholes to come around and try dragging her daughter to the Mikaelson compound. At least they’d die together cause there was no way Kiera would sit back and allow it. She nods her head at her daughter’s explanation, “Listen, Sky-” She rubbed the bridge of her nose, “If you want to talk about him or him being back you know we can.” Kiera hated the idea of having to keep the two apart but Oliver was in a dangerous situation, something he usually found himself in. 

[itsnotherohair]

ofxbrokenxkenners​:​

Levi always headed out to the bayou on full moon nights before others had shifted but this night he was less aware of his surrounding. He moved down the bank to look at a still body of water for a few moments before moving back to wandering the bayou- this time starting to head out towards the city again not to get caught in the shifts. It was only as he moved towards the ‘bonfire sight’ as Levi called it that another’s voice pulled him back to reality. He looked over to the blonde and eyes widened a little. “Oh uh sorry…I didn’t mean to walk in on anything private..” he stated.

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Kiera held her hand out to gesture around them, “Private between me, myself and I, Kid? She chuckles to herself shaking her head, “Its fine, its not a big deal. Just keeping myself entertained before a run. Sky is late, likely getting into some kind of trouble if I know her. You running with your family tonight?”

[itsnotherohair]

ofxreinexdrops​:​

Jayce was heading down to the bayou to spend the moon around other wolves and the pack he belonged to despite being estranged from them for a longest of time since Jackson had died. He was moving towards the spot he usually picked, a spot he spent time with his father and jackson at, when he first stumbled upon a small clearing with a number of logs. He glanced around and caught another there, talking for a moment before chuckling. “Milkshakes are always better when you drink them straight away… hot milkshakes are redundant..” he admitted to the other despite her words being more of a statement than an invitation to converse.

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Kiera gives nonchalant shrug of her shoulders, “Sky loves her more melted than anything.” Where Kiera liked to have a little more frozen to hers but hey she wasn’t the one dipping her fries into it. “Want a burger? I got extras and she’s taking her damn sweet time getting here.”

[itsnotherohair]

cfshcttereddreams​:

Digits moved to reach for the bag of food as her mother set it near her only to be halted by the older wolf’s digits tilting her head to get a better look at the injuries she had sustained, a roll of blue hues being given followed by a scoff as she pulled herself from Kiera’s grasp. “Handled by me,” she retorted grumpily, tearing the bag of food open and shoving a couple of fries into her mouth before allowing her gaze to fall on her mother again. “I don’t need his help settling a dispute,” she reiterated. “I can handle a few fists being thrown my way. He just got in the way.”

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Kiera couldn’t say much in the ways of fighting, lord knows she thrown more than her fair share of fists before but that was before Hope had taken over the city and fights among wolves were settled between the two till it was squished. “What the hell started it?” She asks with a sigh as she takes a burger out of her bag to take a bite out of. “Hmm so this must have been after you went and found him then?” She asks with a shrug of her shoulders trying to make it seem like a less of a big deal than she felt it was at the moment.

[itsnotherohair]

cfshcttereddreams​:​

The relief that flooded over her once she had realized that the full moon was finally there had washed over her in waves, knowing that in a few short hours she would be running through the woods in wolf form allowing the adrenaline and breeze to blow off all the steam she had pent up over the last few days and more so recently as she slowly approached her mother, the smell of their typical full moon meal rushed her senses and a soft hum fled her lips. “Mm, that’s the best state for my a milkshake to be in,” Skyla remarked stepping over the fallen log and plopping herself down, leaning back against the bark of another tree as she pulled her knees to her chest, “Sorry, I’m late I was- dealing with some shit.” Of course, duking it out in a fight with wolves from Hope’s guard wasn’t exactly something she was just gonna come right and say but her mother wasn’t stupid and her face was still healing from a couple of busted spots and bruises that had been received before Oliver had ultimately broken up the fight. “And before you say anything,” she quickly added on. “it’s handled so don’t freak out like some other mom would.”

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Kiera leaned forward as her daughter took her seat and she placed the bag of food closer to her daughter as she eyes scanned over her daughters face. “Some shit huh?” She nods her head before grabbing Sky’s chin and tilting her head to look at the healing bruises and busted lip. “Handled how? Skyla?” She asks releasing her face and sitting back a little again with her arms crossing over her chest, “By Oliver?”

[itsnotherohair]

ofdamnedwolves​:

Oliver gave a nonchalant shrug and his expression hardened, “how many times have I gotta say it, before your stubborn ass hears me? – she found me, Kiera. I didn’t do that and you know what? I’m glad she did, cus y’right, we’ll let her make up her damn mind about what she wants.” Oliver’s intentions had never been to endanger his daughter or Kiera and he understood why they couldn’t be around him. But at the time, he had truly believed that everything he was doing, was best for the pack, for his family. He had never meant to inflict so much damage or betray the Crescents, but his bullheadedness and desire for power, had severe consequences. He wasn’t lying when he said that he didn’t think like that anymore, he honestly didn’t and at the time of his death, he had made peace with that too. His intentions were entirely different this time around. Perhaps his methods were similar, but he was a work in progress. “I’m done talkin’ bout this Kiera” he muttered, exasperated by their constant going back and forth, it had always been the same story, but that was his fault. The shift of conversation towards Hope had Oli taking a step forwards as he shook his head, “stop – cut that shit out before someone hears you” he knew the price that Hope ordered those to pay who spoke out against her and he wasn’t prepared to see Kiera experience that. “I know, alright? Fuck, I know Kiera. You really ain’t listenin’ to me. I know how messed up this shit is. What that kid’s doin’, I know. But I can … shit, she trusts me, alright? an’ that’s workin’ out in our favour so far. I just gotta get to Jack an’ Hayley an’ then… then we can stop this.” His words trailed off within momentary defeat and now he could only assume that Kiera had heard about Octavia being in the Bayou and her reaction was hardly surprising. “Kid had nowhere else to go, alright? She’s been chained up her entire damn life, thought she earned at least one night off.” The coldness in Kiera’s eyes was hardly surprising, he had seen it on and off since the conversation had begun and in all honesty, he knew he deserved it and he was about to make the situation worse. “I ain’t promisin’ that”, he protested, his head shaking as he did so. “She’s my kid too. I ain’t doin’ that to her. Not turnin’ my back.” The wolf tugged his digits through his unkempt locks with a scoff, “I didn’t turn my back on her before, I know that ain’t how you see it, but I damn well died. I didn’t bail on her. But, I’m not waistin’ whatever second chance this is, to not get to know her. I’m sorry, but I ain’t fuckin’ her over like that.”

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“And I don’t care!” Kiera stressed, what kid wouldn’t go looking for their returned from the dead parent? What kid wouldn’t want to know them? She couldn’t blame Sky and under other circumstances she would have been glad to see the two get to know one another but not under the threat that Sky could get hurt. “I’m not gonna let my kid get mixed up in this bullshit and you are waist deep in it” Truth being that if Sky wanted to get into it all there wasn’t much she could do but give her shit or do what she could to make sure she got out unscathed. “I’ve been done with it for over eighteen years, Oli. I thought I was at least but its always the same.” She shakes her head with an exasperated sigh as she ran her hand through her hair. She nods her head, “Right, her lap dogs.” She mutters with an annoyed breath, frustration washing over and with it the hated tears that pooled in her eyes which to deflect them she shoved him hard in the chest, “That is the same fucking bullshit, Oli!” Whatever he had planned it was a stupid fucking idea, one that was bound to get him caught and killed and likely backlash onto her via Sky. Whatever it was, if it was around Hayley, Jackson and Hope it was bad and she wasn’t just scared for their daughter, she was scared for Oliver just as much and that fear came out in hostility in her typical fashion. “She trusts you, working out for fucking who? Stop it?! God, you are such a fucking mess. Like the last time? Huh? Fixing things, yeah I remember the whole Oli fixing things bit. Yeah it ended with you dead.” She nods her head and points a finger at him, “I don’t give a shit about that kid, or anyone else who wants to follow Hope. As far as I’m concerned anyone working with her willingly is a little sociopath and I’m only concerned with keeping the people from this bayou safe. The people who are my family.” Strangers coming in and out of the bayou only presented an issue and she knew they needed less of those not more. “Which is just why I want you to stay from her. I remember what it was like when you died, she was just a baby. Now you want her to get to know you, want her to love you just in time for your next time knocking on deaths door?” It was a pain that Kiera wanted to spare Sky, it was one thing to miss something you never had, to think of this version of a father in your head but to have him in person and then it be teared away would be something else. “You bailed on us all when you made the choices you did, you bailed when you put your life on the line for some power move.”