i'm gonna wing it

Julian Walsh, lamia, 28

[greywyatt]

Date: January 1, 2021 Time: 12:10 AM Location: Winter Festial

Town events weren’t particularly his thing, but every single one tended to bring some kind of hardship. It was concern and curiosity that pulled him out tonight, to see if something would happen, to see if he could help if something did. 

But even in his wildest dreams, he hadn’t expected anything like this. 

Now, people were everywhere and spirits were everywhere and all he could do was stare because he saw old war buddies that he hadn’t been able to save, only those of supernatural origin, and he had to force himself to remain in this present moment, memories of the war flashing through his mind.

Grey pushed his way through the crowds, looking for anyone who might be in need of help, who might need assistance as he ignored any shaded faces of those he once knew and avoided the possibility of seeing more (his mother, his uncle, Dom’s family, any of those his mother had ordered the slaughter of). Finally, he found someone on the ground and knelt down, reaching out a hand to their shoulder. “Do you need help?” he asked.

[julianwalshs]

In the chaos, Julian had been separated from Avery and, eventually, pushed to the ground. Mere seconds later, Grey marched up to him and offered a hand. Julian blinked up at the much larger man and pushed himself up, nodding hastily. “I am... I am alright. What are you doing here? Don’t you have a wife to... oh. Oh my. You look like you’ve seen a ghost, man.”

[julianwalshs]

rickistafford‌:

Ricki let out a low breath. “Damn, I’m sorry to hear that. I… I had no idea, I just got to town with my-” Father? Handler? All this time and there was still no good way to introduce Sidney. “If you ever need a hand, you should let me know. I’ve been doing heavy lifting and shit my whole life. I wouldn’t mind.”

“No, I’ve got contractors, professionals, to do that. Unless you want to work for them, go through them... I’m not hiring outside help other than the company here in town. And even then, there’s no guarantee you’ll get this project.” He shrugged his shoulders. “Thanks for the sentiment, though. The guy who died was beloved in town, we’re all mourning a bit. So... thanks.” He offered a half-smile to the woman to convey his gratitude, but didn’t know what else to say. He couldn’t offer her a job, not directly. 

And then Julian sighed. “Can I have your name and number? In case anything comes up... painters call in sick, or something? Just in case? I’m not flirting I promise its just... just in case.” 

[julianwalshs]

flamingavery‌:

“Terra’s doing really well. She loves kindergarten.” It as easy to see that he didn’t want to talk about it. That was understandable but Avery wasn’t about to let him go through it alone either. But she could compromise, and her best idea of that was by leading him into it. “How’s Xander?”

“Um... Yeah Xander’s... Xander’s the same. He’s alright. Worried about business, since that’s his forte... money...” He semi-lied, but it didn’t matter did it? “Oh, you can put that in the freezer. I’m not...” Despite that it looked like all he was doing was staying home and eating, he in fact could barely stomach anything. Maybe ice cream would be a nice refreshment, but he couldn’t think about that now. 

[julianwalshs]

rickistafford‌:

Ricki slowly walked up to what used to be a building, mostly out of curiosity. “Shit, man. No, sorry, I don’t have anything like that I just, uh… I was curious about what exactly happened here?” The place looked like it had been burned down, but she couldn’t help but wonder what exactly had caused such destruction. Was it an accident? Electrical? Arsen? 

“Oh okay,” he nodded, looking back at the building and the walls that were half-erected. Pretty soon he could start decorating. “There was an accident, some casualties, one death. It was pretty bad. About a month ago, the parade. You didn’t hear about it?”

[julianwalshs]

gwendolynwade‌:

Although it wasn’t her business, she was curious as to who had set off such flames to the auto shop during that dreadful parade event. The hybrid could read flames and burnt territory like clockwork, for many centuries she had caused arsons of her own. Making her way towards the establishment, she noticed that repairs were underway in restore it. “Nothing car related.” stated the eldest Wade as she assessed the surroundings. “Just curious about what happened here. They still haven’t found the culprit?” 

“You don’t remember the parade? There was an accident. No, no one has been tried for the arson.” He shrugged at the woman. If she had no queries about cars, he didn’t know what to do. “I don’t much mind it though, I just want to get everything back in order and start working again for goodness’ sake.” 

[julianwalshs]

It was over a month after the parade and people were still doing construction on the auto shop. It was looking good, but even after a month there was still a lot to get done. He shuffled around the place, looking for the umpteenth time for something to scavenge from the wreckage. But most of the floors had been redone and he sighed at the no dice. He turned at the sound of gravel crunching underfoot and saw someone approaching the shop. “We’re still closed, if the wreckage isn’t obvious enough. No roof, see? But honestly, I’m still doing work under the table. Can I help you with anything?”

[julianwalshs]

alexanderwalsh‌:

Xander let out a groan as he shoved his hands up his face and through his hair. “I am not! It wasn’t like that! Just shut up a minute, God, this is new for me too!” He fell backwards, pressing his back against the counter as he stared up at the ceiling. “Not her babies, I mean- Fucking hell, dude, you’re stressing me out. I just… I think I want to date her.” He hadn’t dated anybody since Angela, which had ended in 2016. That was four fucking years ago. He hadn’t been tempted to either. “I do. I fucking want to date her dude. She’s different. She keeps up with me, she’s fun, she’s- I mean, she’s Dom.” He let out a low breath and then sat back up. “When I kissed her, the moment I kissed her, I just couldn’t believe I hadn’t been doing it the whole time. It felt so natural and right.”

“Oh my god,” he got silent for a moment. “Its about feelings. What? You?” Julian started cackling, not stark and mean, just out of sheer surprise. “Well if that’s all it is... when did it start, man? With the kiss? Was that the catalyst?” He grinned. He wasn’t so childish to call his brother ‘in love,’ for they both had a hard time with that word thanks to, well, their parents and shit. That’s just cruel. “Ok dude Dom is attractive but sex attractive? Nah. She’s like my sister. Since you’ve failed as a brother,” he joked.  

[julianwalshs]

alexanderwalsh‌:

Xander grinned at his brother and leaned over across the counter, resting on one arm. “Okay so. There’s harmless flirting, like, you know, how I talk to people basically all the time. An then there’s flirting when you want to date someone or you want in their pants. or both.” He nodded slowly and said, “So we went from innocent flirting to real flirting basically. And I dunno, I realized how badly I have always wanted to… Well. God, to kiss her. Not even anything else, just to kiss her and hold her and shit.” His face did a strange dance of emotions as he thought about the meaning of those words and quickly leaned back, lips parting in surprise. “Oh my god. Dude I think.. I think I want… Holy fuck.” He pushed a hand through his hair and tried to pull himself back into the conversation, as if he hadn’t just blown his own mind.

“So you went from an innocent kiss into sex? Oh my God.” He face-palmed. “You make zero sense! Does this usually happen? Pretty soon you’re gonna bang Brynn or Mrs. Kettler down the street! Oh my God.” He was pacing now, unsure how to take this. He wasn’t by any means repulsed, just confused and surprised. Dom was attractive, the boys had talked about that before, but talk about zero to sixty! “You want what, huh? Her babies? Use your words! Oh my God a bombshell!”

[julianwalshs]

alizamor‌:

“I hate you and your very legitimate questions,” she said with a heavy sigh, hoping that he would know she was joking. If he didn’t, oh well. She crossed her arms, considering the question. “Well, I should halt it for a week or two, it would benefit the people of Lethe to not have me prodding them once in a while. But work waits for no one. Besides, what if during this time, something happens?” She didn’t elaborate what, just raised her brows as if he could somehow know what she was thinking from looks on alone. Her lips quirked, laughing. “I’m helping keep this place afloat. How many other people come along so many times in a month? None.” She glanced at her watch, a grimace on her face. “I suppose I am keeping you from work. How are you and your brother doing these days though?”

“Yes, very true. You are our main source of income. And we love you for it,” he leaned towards her, grinning. “Eh, good. A little here, a little there. Nysa has been on our case, its not fun having a woman in the house. But we’ll get by.” He punched a few numbers into the computer and nodded. “I’ll give you a call when it’s ready. By then you can fill me in on you and your hot lich beau!” he replied cheekily, wincing in case if she threw something at his head. 

[flawlessgentlemen]

What they’re doing with my hair, they let it be what it wants to be. That’s a first for me. Usually everyone is just trying to tame the beast. In every show or every movie, it’s always the main conversation: “What are we going to do with the hair?” They usually give me a part and it’s tons of time, and the producers disagree over it. Here there were a lot of conversations about my hair for the pilot. But after the pilot they were like, “Let it be what it wants to be. More crazy, more fucked up.”

[flamingavery]

Time: 2:22 PM Date:  09-25-2020 Status: closed with @julianwalshs

The fire at the garage had affected the whole town it seemed, one way or another. But some more than others, like Nora, Mira, or the Walsh boys. She was sure that there were others, Clark had been around for a long time and the town wasn’t that small. But mostly she wanted to be there for Nora and Julian, the latter of whom she hadn’t seen much since the night it had happened with everything he had going on. 

So she had gone to Brynn and asked her to help her make Julian’s favorite flavor of ice cream and now here she was on the Walsh’s doorstep. She rang the bell quickly and slowly lifted the container when the door opened with a small smile that she hoped might help somewhat. “I, uh… Thought I might return the favor and check on you,” she said in a softer tone than usual, hoping the concern wasn’t quite as obvious on her face as she feared it was.

[julianwalshs]

“Oh, come in,” he replied quietly, holding the door open for her. It was like he didn’t even see the container in her hands. He was wearing pajama pants and a t-shirt that slightly smelled and may have contained a stain or two. But he was hardly aware of it. He walked Avery to the kitchen and sat on a stool, not making any advances towards the food. “How’s Terra?” he asked, trying to make smalltalk. Smalltalk, of course, that wasn’t about him or Asmodean Autoshop. 

[julianwalshs]

alexanderwalsh‌:

Xander shook his head slowly as he turned to meet Julian’s eyes. “I- I mean. I don’t know- I do know. It was fucking amazing.” He sighed a little and took a drink of his coffee before pushing himself up to sit on the counter, looking down at his brother as he did. “I went over there to welcome her back to town and we had some drinks and we were talking. And then we started flirting, but we always flirted. This was just… It was different. It was… flirting. And… Then we got to a point where we knew what we wanted and he kept telling me to do it and I kissed her and then… Well. And then.” 

“Dude, ew,” he chuckled when Xander said it was ‘amazing.’ Really? Dom was his friend. “What the fuck is the difference between flirting and flirting? Do I wanna know? Oh my God.” He shook his head, but was laughing all the same. “I mean, good for you if you liked it. I’m not sure I want to know anything but I’m also dying to hear it.” After all, Xander and Julian were more best friends than brothers, or best brothers, whatever. It was nice, it was a very healthy relationship, at least healthier than with their dad. They were each others’ rocks. 

[screamsource]

[julianwalshs]

@alexanderwalsh

[julianwalshs]

miss-dominique-demoriane‌:

“How am I supposed to respond to you giving me monosyllabic answers” Dom replied. She couldn’t help but chuckle at how he turned down her idea. She gave him a hug, but couldn’t help but turn red at his comment. “ Okay now you’re being embarrassing. “ The blonde Lamia shook her head, but she couldn’t deny she had said it. Lethe was home now. More of a home than the place she had been raised. “ Thank you though” she smiled. “ Am I really like family? That’s actually really sweet to say. Home can be people. The person I spent time with, Grey. He’s home to me cause he’s been my family for a very long time, so I understand you” She admitted. She didnt admit to her age and how long she’d been connected to one person but that was a different story

“Yeah! Like, sometimes it isn’t the duration, like with you and Grey as you call him... weird, its been what, centuries with him? Jesus its weird that you’re so old. Of course its a lamia thing so I’ll experience it... and you’ll laugh at me because ‘remember when you thought living past two hundred was weird?’ Anyway its just... a feeling. Like us. We love you Dom, you know that, right?” He patted her shoulder a little awkwardly and then cleared his throat. “Okay where are we headed? It’s my day off and you don’t have work. The world is our oyster! Or rather... Lethe... is an oyster... Food? Home? Shopping? Do you need me to carry your bags as you buy shit in bulk? Not shit shit but... you know, clothes or makeup or sanitary pads or whatever girls buy.”

[julianwalshs]

morgancortez‌:

“You’re making a documentary about the town?“ Baffled, she could only stare at him, trying to imagine a place more boring than Lethe. Morgan bit her lip, because it was a little harsh to think, even if she thought it was true compared to all the other places she’d been. “A lot of the people in power here operate like they can do everything by word of mouth, we’re lucky that they even have a newspaper for communications rather than, say, a town crier running through the streets with a bell,” she said, lifting her hand shoulder high to wave it like there was a tiny bell there. “Alright, fine, it is a good idea, but it does sound a little boring. If you’ve lived here a while, don’t you know all of this?” She didn’t grow up in Lethe entirely, but fourteen years was enough. The thought was knocked out of her mind at his excitement and Morgan offered a grin, amused, gesturing for him to follow her. “I’ve got the research on some of it, none of the actual hunting part, though. That’s the part they don’t tell you about ghost hunting: half the time, you’re looking through old newspaper clippings.”

“A town crier would be funny as hell, true, but yeah. Maybe they’re afraid of a website because of, you know, digital footprint. Still, a paper is a step up, a necessity at this point. People live their lives, its not like everyone is in town square at the same time any given day. Nah, not in this day and age. People no longer even work 9-5 jobs! Its on call this or overtime that!” He was getting off track, so he cleared his throat. “Well, yeah, of course I know it, but not everyone does! Not everyone grew up here. The newbies need a get-to-know-me manual! Am I not making myself clear?” He felt like he was repeating himself, but he changed his stance to putting weight on his opposite heel, swaying to the side as he put his finger under his chin in a thoughtful gesture. “Oh I don’t mind doing hunting on my days off. Please, research is fine. I always aced my research papers because I quoted and paraphrased and knew exactly what the teacher wanted. I can find information, its just how long it takes, really.”

[julianwalshs]

alizamor‌:

“Unfortunate,” she muttered, tossing the spare pair of keys between her palms. With how often her car was brought in with troubles, there was an extra set somewhere in the auto-shop just to save them all some hassle. Aliza shrugged, offering him a smile. “Trevor will get sick of seeing me in here at this rate, I’ll bring coffee next time for you all as a thanks.” All of them know that she won’t stop messing with the car till it became unusable, or blew up, the latter of which was more likely. The least she can do was offer them thanks for trying to keep it alive. She waved her hand at him. “Oh, just laugh, I know you want to make fun of me for this mess,” she said, resigned. “He’ll have to when he has a chance, we don’t have that many options otherwise. I can’t Uber into work, I have to take a lot of things in that are delicate! Imagine what they would do if I brought one of my tests in with me?” She motioned to flick him, eye brow raised. “Oh, no, I can’t share all my secrets with you. If someone invents flying cars, I want the patent on it. I’d be rich, no need to worry about obligations, like fixing my car,” Aliza pointed out, a grin crossing her face. She didn’t need the money exactly, but she was mostly self-funded, with tiny boosts from the council whenever they thought she was making headway. “So, where am I on the scale of difficult customers? I was in the lead last time, but if someone stole my spot, I need to know the story.”

“Oh? That’s nice of you. Thanks, Aliza.” He moved from the car over to the counter for something to lean on as she continued. Julian grinned when she told him to laugh. “So its easier to walk the however-far-mileage with delicate items than risk being driven by someone else? Are you halting your research for the week, then?” he asked nosily. Julian crossed his arms over his chest. “You’re still in the lead. Even if you die you’ll still be in the lead with your averages for a good decade or so,” he chuckled, meaning nothing by it. 

[alexanderwalsh]

@julianwalshs

His jacket was slung over his shoulder as he walked up to the door and unlocked it easily, going in and to the kitchen where he knew his brother would be. Xander looked up at him, shaking his head as if to communicate that he had no idea what the fuck was happening right now. He went to the coffee maker and poured himself a cup as if life was just going to keep going like normal as if his mind wasn’t racing as hard as his heart had been pounding the night before. “So, I did something,” he said calmly as he dumped sugar in his cup before stirring it and putting the spoon in the sink. He set the mug down and tossed his jacket onto the island, spreading his arms. “I slept with Dom, dude.”

[julianwalshs]

Julian was eating breakfast and nursing his own cup of joe when Xander arrived home. He didn’t usually ask where he was because it either wasn’t important enough to share, or Xander would tell him either way. He didn’t mind his brother until his mouth opened. Then Julian’s own jaw dropped and he looked up at him. “What. The. Fuck. How was it? I mean, why? I mean, what? What the fuck happened?”