We ain't got no band-aids

{Roleplay/Ask Blog for Timbo from True Blood} I'm just a were-panther that once lived in Hotshot, Louisiana. Ready to take your questions or somethin'

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kindcaringtimbo:

His light-blue eyes opened to look down at her. He had been focused on her soft breathes, almost in sync with his own. Until she had shifted and looked up at him. The question was new to him. A story. He had no stories to really tell, no human ones. Just the stories of his kind. 

“I ain’t no good at tellin’ stories.” He thought for a moment. “Ghost Mama and Ghost Daddy is a strange one.” The first of the werepanther’s. His ancestors. 

A smile spread wider across her lips as he looked down at her. She tilted just enough to nuzzle against his jaw before letting an arm drape over his waist. It still amazed her just how much more calm her life felt with him around. She had gotten used to this. She wanted to stay used to this. 

“I bet you’re better at it than you give yourself credit for.” Her brow furrowed and she gave him a nod. “I wanna hear that one. I don’t know anything about a Ghost Mama or a Ghost Daddy. You hear my stories all the time. It’s your turn to tell one.”

[kindcaringtimbo]

Her stories were from fairy tales to just her day. Living with her had changed him for the better. He did take to sleeping outside every now and then. But had always a sad expression due to him not able to see the stars as well as he hoped.

“I always asked questions ‘bout all the stories.” He glanced at the ceiling in thought, remembering the legend that was pounded into his head. “Uncle Luther was better at these then I.”

“Once, a long time ago. Way, way back.. Panthers was kings of The Nature World. And Man had worshiped them as gods cause they was” He paused, thinking. “But then the sky people came. The had seduced Man and turned ‘em against Nature.

All except one man and one woman. Ghost Mama and Ghost Daddy.

Durin’ the night under the full moon. They made their way ta the mighty panther. And spoke onto it: 'We don’t want ta live in the Man World. We want to live with you. In our skins.. not the green’ Can ya guess what happened next miss Felicia?” He smiles down at her, he had copied the story word for word. It was quite simple now that he noticed. Not like the stories he heard from her.

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kindcaringtimbo

He fought the instinct to shake his body dry when he was under the umbrella. He was afraid to stand tall and proud. He was, after all, nothing like his kind. At least he was nice about things and curious.

“Feli.. ca.. Felicia..” He pronounced her name, repeating it with his accent attempting to make it sound different then it was. He does blink at the boyfriend part. He did know a Harry. but he doubted it was the same one. “Alright. I’m okay with that Miss Felicia”

He looks down at the rain that collected on the concrete for a long minute, debating. “It’s how I live, miss. It’s coolin’ in the summer, awful in winter. But just how my.. family lived. Half in the home, half outside. Now that I ain’t got’a home I stay outside” It was said simply, as if it was normal for him to stay and sleep out in the elements, despite his shaking form.

She’d mentioned a boyfriend hadn’t she? She was still getting used to the fact that Harry was gone and he wasn’t coming back. She’d gone so far as to stop visiting him. And she was still thinking of her house as theirs. She was going to have to get used to being alone.

“That’s right! Felicia!” She gave him a smile, giggling softly at the way her name sounded coming from him. And then she looked away, thinking of how to fix what she said. “Actually… it’ll just be me. Sorry, I was thinking about a long time ago. Just me. No boyfriend. But I have plenty of space if you don’t mind my company?”

She frowned as he spoke and shook her head. No one should have to live in those conditions. She wasn’t going to let it happen. She was at least going to give him somewhere to sleep for the night. Just a little while. She couldn’t just leave him out there. “That’s not okay… you need somewhere warm and dry. Especially on days like this.” Felicia sighed a bit and, without thinking about it, reached out and put an arm around him to pull him into her side. She could offer a little warmth. “My car’s on its way. We’ll get you dried off and warm soon.”

[kindcaringtimbo]

“Boyfriend.. it means mate?” He was moreso confused about the name. He had never really heard of it called that way. “Or was he a boy and a friend? I don’t mind. I’m used ta sleeping with many. Miss Felisa” His eyes blinked and he pouts. “Names are so hard.”

On days like this it was really the only way he got the dirt from his body and hair after a long day of playing in it.”It’s been okay for us.” Still this rain was colder and he didn’t really like it. It tasted a bit bad to on his tongue. He was suddenly pulled over into her side. Even without much warmth he found himself nuzzling at her side much like a cat, even purring a bit. “Th-Thank ya”

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kindcaringtimbo

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felicia was laying across their bed on her stomach, arms crossed under her head, eyes on the were beside of her. she lay in silence for a moment before she shifted just a bit and lay her head against the top of his chest. she tilted her head to look up at him with a small smile.

                             “timbo? tell me a story…” 

[kindcaringtimbo]

His light-blue eyes opened to look down at her. He had been focused on her soft breathes, almost in sync with his own. Until she had shifted and looked up at him. The question was new to him. A story. He had no stories to really tell, no human ones. Just the stories of his kind. 

“I ain’t no good at tellin’ stories.” He thought for a moment. “Ghost Mama and Ghost Daddy is a strange one.” The first of the werepanther’s. His ancestors. 

[new-safe-space]

[saniday]

[True Blood]

[beaufortplace]

True Blood

Supernatural beings (Shapeshifters,werepanthers and maenads)

[cooper-tracy]

[cute-baby-animals]

[misslanawinters-archive-blog]

random sentence starters:

[misslanawinters-archive-blog]

"I’m like a sex yoda." 

"What a wicked game you play."

"I wanna fall in love." 

"You’re about as smart as a box of matches." 

"There’s a fly in my wine glass…"

"Don’t go breaking my heart."

"You’re going to die in there."

"I’ve been waiting to meet you." 

"Come to me baby."

"Don’t you ever pick up your damn cell?" 

"Jesus Christ! Has somebody died in here?"

“Roses are red, violets are blue…Fuck you, whore!”

“Hey, don’t knock masturbation! It’s sex with someone I love.”

“I have not had a night like that since the seventies.”

"You’re an asshole."

"I’m feeling hotter than fire." 

“Clearly we need to set a few rules. Rule number one: You will not touch anything.”

“Is there any way you could lend me some money? Maybe twenty million dollars.”

"Some people are worth melting for." 

"This is so illegal."

“ This is…this is a good jacket.”

"Not even they can stop us now."

"This is crazy! You don’t chase criminals! You’re not Batman!"

“Sarcasm is the refuge of losers.”

“My name will go down in history as greatest thief of all time.”

"How do you like me now?"

"Lick me up and take me like a vitamin."

"Don’t you fucking leave me." 

"You smell like a baby prostitue."

"Smart is definitely the new sexy."

"At least I pretend to care." 

"Did anybody order a side dish of bullshit?"

"Fine. Whatever. See if I care." 

"There’s only room in this town for one of us."

"Diamonds are a girls best friend."

"This isn’t the end."

"You deserve your happy ending."

"Talk dirty to me."

"I’m not your sweetheart."

"I pity people like you."

"We’re surrounded by jerks."

"It feels like all of our friends are lost." 

"I got so scared. I thought no one could save me."

"Kiss me." 

"I wish I could go to sleep and wake up with amnesia."

"I have to block out thoughts of you so I don’t lose my head."

"What if we could?"

"I’m goddamn plucky, remember?"

"You don’t have to do this."

"Remember me."

[kindcaringtimbo]

☂ [i've been looking for a way to say hello <3]

Timbo had been shivering, no matter how much he was trying to resist it. His body was cold and he didn’t want to shift yet to keep himself warm. When a jacket went around him; it startled him and he looks at her. “B-But miss you need it more” He was cold and wet but still he thought she needed it more.

[kindcaringtimbo]

The warm smile, it felt so inviting. He felt like he’d feel worse for refusing to go.  He was sure he smelt like dirt and stuff now that she was closer. Least the rain washed the worst of it away, showing his less dusty face.

He stood up and with his hunched over back (mostly out of habit then anything) he looked about her height. He nods his head finally. “Alright I will go with ya, miss…” He looks around as if he was sure something would jump out at them before he spoke his name in a lowered tone. “I’m Ti-Timbo.”

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Felicia was used to the smell of dirt at this point. That didn’t bother her in the least. She reached out and took his hand in hers to pull him close to her side so that the umbrella could easily cover the both of them before she looked up at him with a smile.

"It’s nice to meet you, Timbo. I’m Felicia… and you’ll meet my boyfriend, Harry, when we get to my place. I promise he’s a sweetheart." She sniffed for a moment and bit at her bottom lip. He smelled… different. But she wasn’t sure how to point it out. She was still new at this and, honestly, she could very easily have been wrong. "What are you doing out in the rain, anyways?"

[kindcaringtimbo]

He fought the instinct to shake his body dry when he was under the umbrella. He was afraid to stand tall and proud. He was, after all, nothing like his kind. At least he was nice about things and curious.

“Feli.. ca.. Felicia..” He pronounced her name, repeating it with his accent attempting to make it sound different then it was. He does blink at the boyfriend part. He did know a Harry. but he doubted it was the same one. “Alright. I’m okay with that Miss Felicia” 

He looks down at the rain that collected on the concrete for a long minute, debating. “It’s how I live, miss. It’s coolin’ in the summer, awful in winter. But just how my.. family lived. Half in the home, half outside. Now that I ain’t got’a home I stay outside” It was said simply, as if it was normal for him to stay and sleep out in the elements, despite his shaking form.

[rapusodosu]

Just because you only roleplay at the weekend, or only on some days of the week, or even just during the holidays does not mean you are a bad member of the roleplaying community ᕙ༼˵͠ ͠°ل͜͠ ͠°˵༽ᕗ

[eyebagdehaan]

Here’s to celebrating Dane DeHaan's first 29 years of life, from cute child to strange goblin boy to Prada model and extraordinary actor. Happy birthday! [Feb 6 1986] 

[yannsscarf]

Its 6th. Feb in here so

Dane, happy 29th birthday!!! yayy!! 

SO nice to have U in my Life.

[sukiii]

Lucien Carr: The real favorite is all five (2/?)

2015.02.06 - Happy birthday Dane DeHaan!

[sukiii]

2015.02.06 - Happy birthday to Dane DeHaan!

No matter who you are, a hero, a villain or anyone, I always belong to the #teamdehaan.

[kindcaringtimbo]

He felt bad about this human as well as the implication there were others. Funny how it wasn’t nature kicking Man’s ass but Man kicking Man’s ass. He wanted to just leave, after all, what was in it for him? But yet he stood there. “Think I can remove it for ya? If it only knocks ya out I can try ta remove it while you’re asleep?”

He looked around to, tilting his head up and sniffs at the air. They had a limited time. But nothing could catch Timbo.. they wouldn’t find him no matter how smart they were. “I ain’t gonna be caught. If I was I’d have been caught long ago”

[christase-archived-deactivated2]

He had to step backwards at the offer, shaking his head. ”No, ya can’t,” he said. “It’s got sensors. Once it’s forced off, an alarm will sound inside- they’ll know we’re out here,”

”…yer on a run, too? I was too, cause I’m a mutant.. ‘m Chris,”

[kindcaringtimbo]

"So they know. I can help ya escape.. Don' underestimate me mister." He tilts his head oddly at the word mutant. "What'sa mutant? Is like a were-thing? Yes.. I'm on the run and never goin' back to where I was before"