[beautefctale-deactivated2021090]

leastxloved‌:

Cal was almost enjoying himself, he was actually humming along to music and swaying to the tune as he walked to the bar. There was something traditional and taking a good cup of punch at these sorts of parties. He even topped it off with a little pumpkin straw, it was cute, and it may not of tasted awesome but it was all part of the fun.

He saw the man in front of him, some awful homemade peter pan costume and Cal just turned to the person to his right and shook his head “I draw my line at tights, what do you think?”

Erin was meant to be some princess. At least, the dress was inspired by that and that was as far as she’d force herself for a costume. While some had caught on to it, many seemed to look at her as if she was ruining it for everyone — but she could not be bothered. She looked good and didn’t have to wear anything too uncomfortable. 

“The child who never grows up, hm?” The brunette hummed as she looked him over and nodded her head. “Not the worst thing I’ve seen tonight and those tights are doing things for your ass and crotch.”

[leastxloved]

“He definitely didn’t grow up!” he said and smiled “But then I guess it’s halloween, we all act like children don’t we!” he said and smiled at her “I’m Cal, a vet with very little money and a small apartment.” he chuckled and held out his hand to shake hers “I thought I’d get the awkward small talk out of the way.”

[leastxloved]

crimsonfaux·:

Arielle quirked a brow, “Nothing wrong with them? Have you not witnessed how much a liability they are?” She chuckled mildly and tried to look through the waves of sophisticated people to find one. “Only if they’re going to sing along to SOS” She offered with a grin. “Sure! I’d love a drink. What’s your poison tonight?”

Calvin just laughed and smiled at her “Liability?” he snorted, and looked at the girl, he still thought someone with her looks and shape could pull it off easily. “I’m not much of a dancer but I can sing, after a few drinks of course.” He said and smiled to her, nodding “I’ve been on the punch, but i’ll take anything, what about you?”

[leastxloved]

sjobergdeath·:

                He    gives    another    small    hum    in    response.    A    man    of    very    few    words.    He    never    did    say    a    whole    lot.    “    Yeah.    ”    Very    shitty.    It’s    not    often    that    he    gets    into    these    awful    ruts,    but    apparently    today    was    the    day    it    hit    him    hard.    Eventually    he    reaches    into    his    pocket,    pulling    out    the    pack    of    cigarettes.    He    lights    one    up,    offers    it    to    the    man    beside    him.

It seemed like today was a shit day for everyone. Cal wanted to ask the other man why, but he wasn’t sure asking what he did for a living was a good idea. He may have been a straight shooter himself but he was very aware of what went on in this city, and Fenrir was a man of very few words and he could see him doing almost anything.

“Oh, no thanks, not much of a smoker.” he said and shrugged “You planning a long night?”

[leastxloved]

sjobergdeath·:

                “    Mmm.    ”    A    small    grunt    is    given    in    response,    unsure    of    how    to    reply.    He    can’t    imagine    a    veterinary    hospital    is    a    great    place    to    work    sometimes.    Especially    since    he,    himself,    has    a    soft    spot    for    animals.    “    I    dunno,    first    place    I    see    worth    walkin’    into.    ”

“Sounds good to me.” he said, and shrugged. Cal need a drink some days, the hard days, when he saw death or cruelty, it was a job he loved doing, but sometimes it drained him, emotionally and psychically. Today he planned on drinking till he passed out, though he’d learnt things never go to plan when alcohols involved, he’d probably be wandering the streets at 3am, drunk as a skunk and lost.

He headed out and followed Fenrir “Shit day then?” he asked, looking to the other man as he stuffed his hands in to his jacket pockets.

[youngnwildx]

leastxloved‌:

Cal was almost enjoying himself, he was actually humming along to music and swaying to the tune as he walked to the bar. There was something traditional and taking a good cup of punch at these sorts of parties. He even topped it off with a little pumpkin straw, it was cute, and it may not of tasted awesome but it was all part of the fun.

He saw the man in front of him, some awful homemade peter pan costume and Cal just turned to the person to his right and shook his head “I draw my line at tights, what do you think?”

“i’m not mad at tights, but it depends on how it looks with the whole outfit.” amara was holding a glass of wine in her hands as well the champagne was a tad sweet for her liking. she was a red wine kind of girl anyway. she observed the drink in the stranger’s hand. “that straw is really cute.” cute was not a word that usually left amara’s lips, but there was no other word to describe the straw in his drink. “you’re getting into the halloween mood, huh?”

[leastxloved]

“This guy clearly didn’t look in a mirror before he came out.” Calvin said before realising how nasty that sounded and regretted it, but he couldn’t take it back now. He glanced to the straw and his rather girly drink and smirked “When at a party, punch and novelty straws are the way forward, don’t you think?” he asked with a nod “More like the party mood, the alcohols starting to hit me, you know?”

[leastxloved]

Cal was almost enjoying himself, he was actually humming along to music and swaying to the tune as he walked to the bar. There was something traditional and taking a good cup of punch at these sorts of parties. He even topped it off with a little pumpkin straw, it was cute, and it may not of tasted awesome but it was all part of the fun.

He saw the man in front of him, some awful homemade peter pan costume and Cal just turned to the person to his right and shook his head “I draw my line at tights, what do you think?”

[crimsonfaux]

Arielle looked over at the stranger that had started to speak with her. She tried to follow his gaze to see whom he spoke of. However, that was rather hard when there was practically a gang of tights around them. She looked down at her own bottoms to remind herself she didn’t wear tights before she responded, “Oh. Oh damn. Here I was thinking tights was the best thing ever next to ruffles.”  She grinned after she said the comment and slowly shook her head. “What a pair that would be.. tights.. and ruffles.. probably someone going for good old Benji Franklin.”

[leastxloved]

“Nothing wrong with the odd ruffle, hell you could do a ruffle tights convo, but it would need to be strategically planned!” he smirked “I feel like it’s something I’d see on an Abba fan.” Cal chuckled and smiled at her. He was just glad someone had a sense of humor “Want a drink?”

[ofdxmitri]

leastxloved‌:

Cal was almost enjoying himself, he was actually humming along to music and swaying to the tune as he walked to the bar. There was something traditional and taking a good cup of punch at these sorts of parties. He even topped it off with a little pumpkin straw, it was cute, and it may not of tasted awesome but it was all part of the fun.

He saw the man in front of him, some awful homemade peter pan costume and Cal just turned to the person to his right and shook his head “I draw my line at tights, what do you think?”

dimitri had made sure to talk to everyone he had to tonight ( which was basically people the man deemed to be important ) and at last decided to enjoy a drink at the bar by himself. also give himself an opportunity to watch everything as bystander. the vasile always had to keep watch on everything, especially at events like this one. dimitri just got the whiskey he ordered, when suddenly the person next to him spoke; turning to see who was the object of the conversation, the older male let out a laugh. “ i have to admit it’s not what we had in mind when we set the dress code – but people should express themselves, yeah? “ 

[leastxloved]

Calvin watched the other man turn and smiled “Not if you’re legs look like green string beans.” he said and shook his head “There should be limits.” he laughed. It took a moment for him to realise that this man had spoken like he wrote the dress code and Cal lowered his drink from his lips, looking over him “Wait, you set the dress code? Is this your party?”

[dahliawoods]

leastxloved‌:

Cal was almost enjoying himself, he was actually humming along to music and swaying to the tune as he walked to the bar. There was something traditional and taking a good cup of punch at these sorts of parties. He even topped it off with a little pumpkin straw, it was cute, and it may not of tasted awesome but it was all part of the fun.

He saw the man in front of him, some awful homemade peter pan costume and Cal just turned to the person to his right and shook his head “I draw my line at tights, what do you think?”

melanie could walk through the museum with an air of elegance, but there was a still a small part of her that felt out of place. she had lived in poverty far longer than she lived with stolen riches. nonetheless this was a great time to work the crowd. mostly she was judging some of the poorly thought out costumes.

“dude,” melanie breathed out a sigh of relief. “there are far too many assholes who don’t give a shit but christ. at least pretend like you do.” she had to resist from scoffing loudly, peering over her new glass of champagne that she had skillfully taken off a tray while talking. “well… i think you’d look fucking majestic in tights.”

[leastxloved]

Calvin smiled to himself and chuckled, before he looked over her at the comment “Majestic? Really?” he had to laugh, as he didn’t think he’d ever look majestic, but hell, he’d take the compliment. “Thank you!” he smirked “You’d look pretty good as tinkerbell yourself.” he teased.

[wtcddy]

ft. leastxloved·

Cal was almost enjoying himself, he was actually humming along to music and swaying to the tune as he walked to the bar. There was something traditional and taking a good cup of punch at these sorts of parties. He even topped it off with a little pumpkin straw, it was cute, and it may not of tasted awesome but it was all part of the fun.

He saw the man in front of him, some awful homemade peter pan costume and Cal just turned to the person to his right and shook his head “I draw my line at tights, what do you think?”

HE’S SUPPRESSING A WHINE at the pouring alcohol—he’s unable to consume any of it if it means preserving his identity under the mask, and the only thing he’s craving more than a deep drag from a cigarette is a handmade whiskey neat. there’s some cruelty in it, that he has to curb his alcoholism on the very night everyone else get to indulge. his eyes only tear themselves from his place at the bar when there’s a baritone chiming in his ear. “ i draw my line at dressing up for anything in general—but i think you could work the tights, man. got the calves for it. ”

[leastxloved]

Cal smiled at the other man as he said he had the calves for it. It was a nice compliment, but Cal was definitely not convinced. He just had to chuckle and shrug “Not my thing, but thanks, I guess.” He smiled and looked down at the other mans’ legs “You could get away with it too I think.” he teased and glanced behind the other man “Got the ass for it.”

[leastxloved]

Cal was almost enjoying himself, he was actually humming along to music and swaying to the tune as he walked to the bar. There was something traditional and taking a good cup of punch at these sorts of parties. He even topped it off with a little pumpkin straw, it was cute, and it may not of tasted awesome but it was all part of the fun.

He saw the man in front of him, some awful homemade peter pan costume and Cal just turned to the person to his right and shook his head “I draw my line at tights, what do you think?”

[feralheartcd]

Jordan was bored. True, she’d understood that this was a work event for her husband and he wouldn’t have much time for her. She was fine even with that, in the beginning, as she was normally good at making her own fun, with a little alcohol and the seemingly non existent filter from her brain to her mouth, but tonight she was finding it difficult. For now, she was entertaining herself by trying to identify the person under the mask with body alone, since there were a few here she was intimately familiar with. Spotting someone she’s almost seventy percent sure she knows, she moves forward and taps them on the shoulder.

“Trick or treat?”

[leastxloved]

Calvin was there with a friend and my god was he bored, he’d stoof in the corner most of the time nursing his drink. He didn’t plan on getting drunk as he was on the early shift in the morning, but he was on his third beet when someone tapped his shoulder and caused him to turn around. He smiled at the comment but he had no idea who was under that mask. “Er, treat?” he said with a shrug.

[leastxloved]

thesteeleforce·:

tatiana notices the motion he makes with his hand. “ if it’s sore later, throw a little ice on it. “ she’s always been a sucker for dogs. maybe because they don’t judge or seek out ulterior motives unlike actual people. so honestly without even thinking twice she says, “ i can take him home… “ she looks down at the dog. surely her dog, doc, at home wouldn’t mind another dog in the mix. it might actually be better that he has someone to play with. “… after he gets checked out and everything of course. i’d hate to see him be stuck somewhere since clearly he hasn’t been treated well before. “

“Thanks, I will.” he said and smiled looking at the dog till she said she’d take it home, he wasn’t all that surprised, if you’re an animal person, you were going to want to help. “I can check him out.” he said and smiled “I’m the vet.” he chuckled “I’ll even microchip him for free if he’s not already done.” Cal shrugged.

[leastxloved]

literallybites·:

HE HAD BEEN TOO SLOPPY. He couldn’t remember the last time he bore a witness to a crime. Intimidation was key, which meant he had to threaten someone with their life. “Pity.” He was positive if he left this man alive and breathing, the authorities were going to be banging on his door and he couldn’t have that. He tilted his head to watch the other boy, a small smirk tugging his features as his hand tightened further around the handle of his blade. “You know what this means, don’t you? This usually means I’m not supposed to leave any witnesses.” He wiggled the blade in his hand, moving back towards the guy he had stabbed. “You’re going to stay right there and wipe that shocked look off your face. This is the tamest thing I have done lately. And if you leave? You’re going to be next, but trust me. I will toy with you before you end up like him.”

His hand is on his targets shoulder and before another word can be said, the blade is already sliding across his throat and the sounds he makes is music to Dexter’s ears. There was always something about the kill that sent a tingle down his spine. The way they choke on their own blood. The liquid is warm against his skin and it takes all his control not to bring his bloodied fingers to his mouth. “You didn’t see anything.” The body drops to the ground, and Dexter’s using his free hand to dial a number. Sometimes being a general comes in handy. It means there are people to clean up his messes. “Get the dog. It’s yours now. Unless you want me to kick you.” He would take the dog, but there’s a strong chance he’d kill it in a fit of rage. 

Being killed too was pretty much his only thought other than WOW right now. When that smirk came on to the blonds face and he asked that stupidly intimidating question, Calvin was sure his mouth closed for the first time since the blood was spilt. He blinked and frowned “Wait.. what?” There was too many words for him to string together in the shock and he let a breath out of pursed lips as he tried to think properly.

He was expecting a blade to his throat, he was expecting the hand on his shoulder, but he was oven more confused and surprised to find he was still just watching. “Honestly..” he said as he looked to the dog “I’m pretty sure I can’t even focus on your face right now.” He was too focused on all the blood “So you’re safe.” Cal spluttered out “I already have a dog.” he said and then shook his head, thinking better of disagreeing “I’ll find a home for it.”

[leastxloved]

elenaxever·:

“Are you trying to say you are devious too?”, Elena let out a chuckle, tucking the stray strand of hair back back behind her ear as she shook her head, “Oh you have no idea.” It wasn’t so much that she was devious in a dangerous, malevolent sort of way - but she’d always been far from angelic, soft-spoken sort of girl her mother had wanted. “I’d promise I’ll be more careful in the future, but we both know that’s a lie. I have a bad habit of having a bone to pick with people bigger than me.” She’d learned early on no one would be there to protect her, so she was that someone for herself, and most of the time for other creatures too. “Oh I feel great - that jackass is about to get schooled. God – that’s such a nerdy thing to say, isn’t it?”, she didn’t think twice about sitting down - coffee was always a good idea, and she was just coming off her caffeine high, “You’re very welcome, I’m just chivalrous like that. So, what do you do, Cal? If it’s not top-secret, in which case just a coffee will do. I’m not one to pry or refuse caffeine.”

“I can be.” Maybe not, but Cal could dream, and he was sure in the right circumstances, he would, he liked to do what was right, no matter what that was. He smiled to her and nodded “Well then, be careful?” he shrugged and smiled at her, sipping at his coffee. Imaging all the things she was going to do with access to his phone was rather amusing, but rather her than him, Cal didn’t really like getting in trouble.

“I’m a vet.” he said and shrugged “It’s not exactly ‘i tell you, i’ll have to kill you’, so I’m sure you’ll be fine.” Calvin chuckled “What about you? What do you do when you’re not fucking with people?”

[leastxloved]

elenaxever·:

“Oh I’m sure a pissed-off girlfriend and boyfriend will do the job for us after I’m done with the phone.”, there was no way someone as fucked up as that guy was could have a squeaky clean record, and Elena was counting on it - after all, she knew the type all too well. “I’m sturdier than I look, I promise.”, as if suddenly reminded of it, she reached out to rub her shoulder, chuckling, “Actually, to be honest, this one’s been dislocated before so that’s going to hurt like a bitch later. But, c’est la vie, right? I have zero regrets.” And if she was being honest, she’d always been more of a do now, think later type of person in these kinds of situations. “I mean, I would have loved to do it, but in your case you’ve got like what –”, she took a step back and looked at him as if doing the math in her head, “– nine inches on me? A girl’s gotta pick her battles. Also the girl is Elena, so.. hi.” 

“You’re devious too then.” he said and smiled to her, smirking a little. He wasn’t much of a prankster, but he knew the guy deserved it, and more. “Oh, I’m sure you are.” he said, watching her rubbing her shoulder. He’d offer to take a look, but it was probably just a bruise and he was more suited to pet injuries. “Well be careful who you thump in to in future.” he smiled.

Calvin sat back down and smiled at her “Does this make you feel better?” he asked and chuckled a little “Hi, I’m Cal! Can I buy you a coffee while you’re here? As a thank you, you took the blow so I didn’t have to.” 

[bccne]

11:11PM

[leastxloved]

ghosstts·:

Instincts kick in. He goes for the phone, she pulls it out of reach. The light continues to shine, only now, it burns against the dark cement ground instead his eye socket. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to frighten you or anything.” She rarely intends harm, especially towards a handsome stranger such as himself. “An honest mistake, I swear.” 

Eyes narrow at the sight of him. He doesn’t look familiar, she wishes he does, but he doesn’t. After taking a long puff off of her cigarette, she exhales and shrugs. “Maybe,” she answers, “A lot of people know me.”  Head turns, her eyes scroll over to backdoor behind them. “Do you spend anytime here? At Genesis?”

The light shinning of the cement was so much better than direct to his eyes and he blinked and adjusted, smiling to her as she didn’t mean to frighten him “Ditto.” he said and shrugged “If I frightened you, I didn’t mean to.”

Cal looked at her as she said a lot of people knew he and smiled, nodding softly “Sometimes, you work here then?” he asked “Maybe I just recognise you then.” 

[leastxloved]

thesteeleforce·:

her expression stays calm but, she’s ready to intervene if it’s needed. she’ll let him have his moment—-even if she is always up for a good fight. the other man is certainly deserving of a god punch in the face regardless. she smiles when he actually follows through with her advice. it’s a solid hit, one she could definitely appreciate. tatiana claps a few times before speaking again, “ decent hit. you got some power behind it. now what are we going to do with this dog because it’s sure as shit not going back with this garbage. “

Okay so punching hurt more than he remembered, he sighed and flexed his fingers and hand muscles as he looked to her when she asked him what he was going to do with the dog. He couldn’t take it home, Gonzo might not like it, but he could always take it to the vets and try to re-home it. “Try re-home it.” he said and shrugged  “I can take it to the vets for a checkup, they could probably house it there for a night or two.”