landon keller

30, veterinarian, single. i'm a trust fund baby you can trust me.

[landon-keller]

cariaosman​:

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Caria let her eyes rest on the male in front of her as she nodded her head slowly at his words. Could she imagine being able to just walk up and have a conversation with him? Maybe just a friendly wave if they were across the store from one another? Was it even possible for them to be normal? Right now all she could feel was this dull ache in her chest, demanding for her to figure out why the hell she had been feeling like this because how does someone just up and pack up a life they built? “Being friendly,” her hand moved up towards the strap of her bag that was resting on her shoulder, needing something to hold onto to keep herself in the present instead of in the thoughts racing in her head. “I think we can handle being friendly with one another… no more ducking into different aisles,” although, she mostly did it because this was something she wasn’t good at. There was no ill will, there was heartache, just an empty need for her to redo everything she had done wrong with them. “Well, I wouldn’t want to hold you back from… moving on.”

Her tone made it evident that his statement about moving on had hurt her feelings and Landon sighed, shaking his head at the woman. “Come on Care...are you really gonna stand here and tell me you haven’t been moving on? It’s been a few years now and we both deserve to be happy. I wanted that to be with you but we just...don’t work together.” That was putting it lightly. Landon and Caria were toxic as hell for each other. They’d fight constantly and then make up with sex like none of it mattered, only to be at each other’s throats the next day. He loved her more than he knew how to deal with and maybe that was the problem. His raging jealousy issues getting in the way of being rational. Or the way she lived to push his buttons and see just how far she could push him before he blew up. They didn’t know how to love each other the way they were supposed to. “You know I’m always gonna have a place in my heart for you but I have to be realistic about all this...you were the right girl, I just wasn’t the right guy.”

[landon-keller]

location; landon’s house in bayview with; @cheyvalcntine​ - closed

It wasn’t often that there was crime to be reported in Bayview, but Landon knew that if something happened he had some friends on the police force he could call for help. When he’d come home from work that afternoon to find his home had been broken into, he texted Cheyenne right away instead of calling the police department, he knew if she was on shift she’d come over. Though he hadn’t grown up with this girl, he found that he was drawn to her from the first time he saw her in Eureka. She was bold and brave, not to mention beautiful, and Landon was attracted to all of those qualities so he’d been confident in striking up conversations. She may have never taken him up on his offer to take her out on a date, but she put up with him and Landon loved the room she left for him to be snarky. “Hey, thanks for coming. I already walked through and there’s no one here but there are a few things missing that I’ve noticed and a couple of busted windows.”

[landon-keller]

location; Humboldt Bay Coffee Company with; @charliexcarter - closed

Being a veterinarian was a lot different from being a trauma surgeon, but there were still many similar things that they did. While Charlie operated on people who were dying, Landon worked with saving the lives of big cats and assorted wildlife at the zoo. He relished the title of doctor in a way that made people think he was cocky, and maybe he was a little bit, but he’d worked his ass off to get it and he wanted to be able to feel proud of something he’d done on his own. “Dr. Carter, always a pleasure to run into you.” Landon smiled as he approached her, a hot coffee in one hand and the other shoved into the pocket of his slacks. This place was close by his work and had the best coffee in town, and the cutest baristas if he were being honest about it. “You working today?”

[landon-keller]

location; delish on 5th with; @weshill​ - closed

Staring at the menu on the wall behind the deli counter, Landon was lost in his own world. There were a lot of things on his mind right now but the one that wouldn’t quit nagging him was his run in with Caria the other day at the festival. He turned his eyes as someone came to stand next to him, also appearing to be staring at the menu with more than a few things on his mind. Landon glanced over at Wesley and then turned back to the menu. “Hard to think about whats for lunch when my brain doesn’t wanna shut the hell up.” He chuckled, shaking his head. “How you been, Wes?”

[landon-keller]

location; pharmacy with; @danidclgado​ - closed

“Okay I know what you’re gonna say but the answer is no, the smell coming off of me right now is not because I’m disgusting.” Landon explained as he made his way up to the counter with a prescription in his hand for one of the animals at the zoo. “I got peed on by a tiger and because my tech called out of work today, I am the one making the drug run.” He pursed his lips and set the piece of paper down for her, sliding it across for her to read. “So while you’re judging me and thinking I got drunk and pissed myself at 4pm on a Tuesday, remember that my job includes working with animals with zero tact or consideration for others.” He chuckled, leaning his forearms on the counter.

[landon-keller]

cariaosman​:

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There was so much the woman wanted to say but she didn’t know where to begin and as she tried to calculate where to start, Landon was already telling her it didn’t matter anymore which only made her press her lips together, shoving her phone into her bag then her glove covered hands into her jacket pocket because the feeling those words gave her made it hard to focus on the conversation. “Right,” she replied quietly, watching his eyes flicker down towards his phone. A part of her wondered if that was because he was seeing someone new and then the other half of her was telling her to sit down and forget it. Maybe this was the closure she was in need of to finally move on with her life. “Yeah, you’re right… We can’t change anything that happened,” she thought about standing across the street from his place when his mom died, trying to work up the nerve to comfort him or say something but it was too hard for her to face that kind of pain again. “Okay… What does being civil mean, Landon?”

Landon shook his head and offered a shrug at her question. “Being friendly. Not ducking into the cereal aisle when you see me at the grocery store. Being able to stand here and have a normal conversation.” He wanted to say they could be friends but they both knew that was unlikely to happen. Landon had never been good at being friends with people he had a history with. It always ended up with lines being crossed and mistakes being made. And these two were too toxic to each other to let that happen. They couldn’t afford to blur those lines. “I hope you know I don’t have any ill will towards you anymore. I was really mad for a while but...its been a long time. I think it’s time for me to let go of all that and just...move on.”

[landon-keller]

lcmontgomery​:

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Layla raised her eyebrows. The offer was tempting and, truthfully, she wasn’t really doing anything else – at least, she hadn’t planned on it. Landon was good looking and a drink sounded nice, sans the Christmas movies, but she understood the point. “I’ll make you a counteroffer,” Layla began, turning toward her opposite with an inquisitive brow raise. 

“How about you buy me a bottle of whiskey and invite me back to your place? I’m down for the fireplace and movies, or whatever, too.”

He was sure that Layla was about to tell him to go fuck himself when instead she upped the ante just a little, bringing a smirk to Landon’s lips yet again. “Whiskey it is.” He got to his feet and held a hand out to her to help her up, not that she needed it but he was trying to be a gentleman. Landon was rarely turned down by a beautiful woman and when he was he knew how to take it in stride, but he had to admit he would have been a little disappointed if she’d declined his offer. Nothing with him ever came with a caveat or an expectation and if all she wanted to do was drink and sit in front of the expensive marble fireplace that was fine with Landon. He’d never say no to something more, but it was never anticipated. “My car’s this way.” He nodded towards where he’d parked his BMW a block down the street, shoving his gloved hands into the pockets of his jacket. “Any particular kind of whiskey you like?”

[landon-keller]

location; mediterra with; @eureka-starters​ - open

It was easy to be in a good mood most days for Landon. He was young, successful, and generally happy with his life overall. But the one thing, or person rather, that could always put him in a sour mood was a run in with his father. The man had been nothing but difficult and selfish for his entire life and Landon swore he lived to ruin his day and make him feel insignificant. No matter how many times he told himself he didn’t care what that angry old man thought of him, somewhere deep down he was still trying to make him proud. The conversation he’d had earlier with him at his office had made him so annoyed that instead of going home he’d stopped at Mediterra for a few drinks and some food, sitting at a table by himself overlooking the bay as he sipped his whiskey sour. 

“Whatever you’re about to say, just know that I’m not in the mood.” Landon sighed, keeping his eyes forward as someone appeared at his side, probably looking for a pleasant conversation, not that he was especially known for that.

[landon-keller]

lcmontgomery​:

Layla raised her eyebrows and looked at him for a moment. Did she hear him properly? It was obvious that he was doing a bit for her, dropping a line to get a reaction, and although it was the last thing that the woman wanted to hear, she decided she’d just see where it goes. She took one long sip from her wine to finish it before she lifted her head, eyes fixed on the man beside her.

“I mean, I’ll take it if you’re offering, Keller,” she began, tucking her hair behind her ear with ease. “But bringing me to my place of work doesn’t count.” Working at Arts and Drafts wasn’t something that Layla had ever seen herself doing, but then again, a lot had changed in the last few years. But she was on her way to becoming a lawyer like she had hopped and planned for, it was just taking more time than she thought.

Landon Keller was nothing if not a flirt and an eternal optimist, sure of himself in a way that people either loved or hated. He knew that he was good looking and charming, and having money didn’t hurt either, most of the time it was easy to get someone to agree to a drink or to laugh at his flirt remarks. He never expected anything from anyone, but he was confident and that worked with most people. “You’re really limiting my options here, you know?” He chuckled softly, tapping his fingers against the back of the bench as he extended his arm across it. “Well, I could just buy a bottle of wine and invite you back to my place to drink it in front of the fireplace and watch Christmas movies together.” His eyes turned to meet hers with a raised brow and a signature Keller smirk on his lips. “What do you say?”

[landon-keller]

cariaosman​:

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Caria knew the male had gotten the worst version of her, the version of her who could barely get up in the morning because of the loss that still danced in the depths of her chest, making it hard to breathe at time. He got the short end of the stick most of the time and he took it without any hesitation and the thought only made the tightening feeling she had inside of her chest since the moment she ran into him tighten even more. She honestly found it hard to imagine feeling the way she felt about him ever again. No one else had ever been able to make her feel the way he had and seeing him now was only bringing on the pain and regret she held because she could have been better to him and she knew it. She kept her eyes on him when he said it didn’t have to be awkward but for a few seconds she couldn’t bring herself to say anything because what did that even mean? Friends? Strangers who made small talk whenever they past each other? Was that something she could even do?

“That’s not true,” instead of answering the statement about things not being awkward, she had to step in during the one statement he made. Her head shook as she crossed her arms over he chest, pressing her lips together as she turned her gaze away from him. At the end of the day, being young and intense was the reason things were really ruined for them plus she was used to sabotaging everything that was good in her life. “ — I…” she lifted her eyes back up towards him. “It was never that,” could she really stand there and open that wound back up?

She was quick to try and deflect his statement but they both knew it was true. The pair had been too young and immature to know how to be in a relationship back then, and they’d both made mistakes that made the other person view them with disdain. “It doesn’t really matter anymore.” Landon shrugged, letting his eyes move to his watch as it lit up with another message from his vet tech. She’d been asking a million questions tonight about the animal she was caring for and Landon was sure he was going to have to stop by before going home tonight. “It’s in the past and we can’t change what happened or how things turned out.” It was too bad really, Landon had loved Caria with more than he thought he was capable of and to see it crumble was hard. They’d both made choices that didn’t work out in the long run but knowing that she hated him so much she hadn’t even darkened his doorstep when his mother died? That was hard. “Like I said, doesn’t have to be awkward Care. We can be civil.”

[landon-keller]

cariaosman​:

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There had been so many unspoken words between the both of them after their break up, especially since he had moved from their small little town to the big city. Although, he had asked her to come with him… She couldn’t leave Ayeleen and it was hard to even speak those kinds of words because all people did was respond about how she had to move on and stop letting that stop her from living her life… and it ultimately took away the one reason she had for even enjoying this little town. When Landon came back to Eureka, there were always time where she watched him from afar especially if she was able to get away with it and when she would notice him actively avoid her she would act like she didn’t see him because what was there left to say? To do? She kept her gaze on the male for a second, watching him as he bent down to pick up the empty cup.

“No, it does not look good.” She glanced down at the puddle her phone was in before finally leaning down to pick it up. She turned it around, looking at the screen protector that sacrificed itself for the screen in the fall but as her fingers clicked on the power button, the screen remained black, knowing it was the liquid that was the cause of its demise. Her eyes flickered from her phone to his face as she brushed the tip of her tongue along her lower lip. “So we can end up making the awkward small talk we are now? I can only imagine why I avoid you,” there was no acting like she didn’t do everything she could to avoid talking to him.

It was hard to even look at her these days without feeling the pain in his chest where his love for her used to live. Caria had been such a whirlwind romance, falling into something that was magical at first and kept making him feel like the luckiest man in the world...until it didn’t anymore. When things were good they were amazing but when they were bad it felt like the entire world was crashing down around him. He’d loved her in a way he had never done before, or since, and looking at her now as nothing more than someone who used to love him was crippling. “It doesn’t have to be awkward.” He shoved his hands into his pockets after tossing the empty cup into a nearby trashcan. Landon wasn’t even sure if he wanted to be Caria’s friend anymore, how could he even think about a platonic relationship with her? But avoiding her at every turn didn’t seem to be working out either so he figured it was time they talked and tried to be civil.

“The only reason it’s awkward is because you think I’m some fucking monster who wanted to hurt you.” He sighed, shaking his head at the brunette. They’d both made mistakes back then, they were young and immature and it was hard to really pinpoint what it was that really ruined them. 

[landon-keller]

lcmontgomery​:

o p e n s t a r t e r

Christmas had always been Layla’s favourite time of year. She had grown up finding solace in the quiet hum left behind during a snowfall. Colourful lights, warm cocoa, the smell of cinnamon wafting through the house as her father made his famous cinnamon bun recipe. It had always been a happy time of year for the woman and, until the year of her accident, she often participated in the local festivities that were put on. 

But things changed. Layla changed.

And now, though fortunate enough to still be able to celebrate with her family, Layla had decided to get away from her roommates for the night to be by herself. She had a cup of mulled wine in her hand as she looked around at the happy bystanders. Her eyebrows raised only slightly as she moved through a group of parents to find a place to sit. She easily found a bench, wiped the snow from it with the sleeve of her jacket, and sat down. 

Another sip of wine and Layla looked up, seeing somebody moving in her direction. She assumed they wanted to sit down and so, being neighbourly, she wiped the rest of the bench. 

“Free seat if you want it,” she breathed, her breath showing as small clouds in the air.

The Winterfest really wasn’t Landon’s favorite activity of the year but if he’d tried to bail on it he was confident his sister would have kicked his ass so he pulled on a winter coat and a beanie over his ears and did as he was told by the girl who ran his entire life it seemed. He lost the little blonde in the crowd as they were greeting neighbors and friends and decided to go find somewhere to sit while he waited for Juliana to make her way back to him. Landon spotted a familiar face and a smirk spread across his lips as he headed her way, noting the empty space on the bench beside her. “Shocking that a seat would be free next to the prettiest girl in Eureka but I guess I won’t question it.” Landon sat down beside her and glanced at the cup in her hand before looking up at her. “You should have waited for me to get here, I would have bought you that drink, Layla.”

[landon-keller]

wildexsage​:

FOR → @eureka-starters​ TIME OF DAY → Late-Afternoon/Early Evening LOCATION → Winterfest

While the chill of winter wasn’t Sage’s favorite time of year, she absolutely loved Winterfest. It was always fun walking around and checking out all the booths. She’d already hit up the food and drink stands and now it was time for fun. She just wasn’t sure what to do first. A carriage ride or watch some classic holiday films at the outdoor theater? Or perhaps some ice skating. There was just too much to do, and sage was nothing if not indecisive to the core.

While weaving through the crowds, Sage kept stopping to say hello to former classmates, regulars at the diner, and just others she knew from around town. She had just turned to shout a hello to one of her mother’s friends when she made the mistake of not looking where she was walking. And of course being the clumsy girl she was, it was at that very moment she walked face first into another person. Panic flitted through her as she dropped her cup of hot cider and took a step back to steady herself.

“Oh my gosh! I’m so sorry I didn’t see you,” she began to apologize sincerely.

Landon had been looking down at his phone and admittedly, not paying attention to where he was going when the brunette ran into him. Being a veterinarian at the zoo meant he was kind of always on call and answering messages from his vet techs as he meandered around the festival. He was startled as he collided with the woman and stepped back quickly at the sound of a beverage hitting the ground. “God you’re the second person today to run into me here and drop a drink. Starting to think I’m invisible.” Landon laughed, looking her over to make sure she didn’t appear injured. “Wait, you can see me right? I’m not a ghost?” He kept his face serious just a moment before breaking out into a grin.

[landon-keller]

cariaosman​:

special delivery — @landon-keller​

Caria held her eggnog chai in one hand and in the other hand was holding her phone, brushing her glove covered thumb against the screen to scroll up on the email she was currently reading. “You’ve gotta be -…” she cut herself off, knowing she was in a more public area and dropping f-bombs were not the type of thing to do at an event like this especially with other people’s kids running around and the last thing she wanted to do was be that guy who taught other people’s kids potty words. She inhaled as she tilted her head up in disbelief and in those quick seconds, the woman bumped right into someone else. The eggnog chai slipping from her hands along with her phone, her phone hit the concrete face down and her chai landed right next to it, creating a pool of liquid for her phone to sit in. “Shit,” she hissed as she leaned down to pick up her phone, shaking it off. “God, I’m sor -…” she began but before the rest of the words could leave her mouth, she was standing right in front of him. 

“— Landon,” his name left her mouth in a hush whisper. Somehow through the years, the couple got easier at avoiding running into one another and now instead being given the chance to duck around a tree or something to hide from this interaction. She was hitting it straight on, her eyes glanced down at her phone for a second before lifting her gaze back up to him. “Uh, are you okay?”

It wasn’t as if Landon had necessarily been trying to avoid Caria over the last few years since coming home from New York...but he certainly hadn’t been trying to seek her out either. Sure, maybe he’d ducked into the cereal aisle a few times at the grocery store or held up a newspaper over his face on a semi-regular basis at the coffee shop by his house, but that wasn’t actively avoiding her. He just didn’t have anything to say to her, not anymore. After everything that had happened it just felt like it was time to let her go, to be done with all the back and forth and the secretly pining. It wasn’t meant to be and Landon needed to be okay with that. But as he watched her phone and her drink go tumbling down, he couldn’t help but smile, quickly wiping it away as her eyes met his.

“Hi.” He paused before kneeling down to pick up the now empty cup and shake it off, looking at the phone sitting in a pool of hot liquid. “Yeah, I’m fine. Can’t say your phone looks all that good though.” His eyes moved from her dilemma back to her face and he took just a half a second to decide if he was going to engage in this today or not. “Guess you can only avoid me when you see me coming huh?”

[landon-keller]

ooc.

hi friends i will be online later tonight to start doing replies but please like this if you want to plot something! or you can add me on discord and message me there which is a MUCH easier way to contact me (teddyraeokay#5272)

[landon-keller]

hello my friends, i’m teddy, 24, pst and this is my trash child landon! he’s 30, a large animal vet at the zoo and a huge pain in the ass truly. he’s a huge flirt and a trust fund baby who lives in bayview and has daddy issues. I would love to plot with anyone who is interested! It’s easiest to find me on discord so feel free to add me! teddyraeokay#5272

[silverphoenixfeather]