BRUISED AND SCARRED.

SANGUISH MUMU. 10 chars.    ❝  i wish i could leave myself alone, i think i have punished myself enough now.

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LOCKWOOD, TYLER.

Becoming a father had changed everything for him. Life was more serious now. Tyler wasn’t quite as playful in his interactions, was slower to anger, was organized and on schedule and always exhausted but God, his son was worth it. He was the most perfect thing Tyler had ever seen and he was completely captivated by him. Sure, there were still parts of his life that needed addressing but for the most part, life was good. Just not with Jeremy. Or Cait. Or Caroline. Alright, fine, so life was still mostly shit but his baby rocked and that’s what mattered. He didn’t stand for anyone threatening that peace and perhaps that was why he was a tad gruff in his current encounter. “You gonna get to a point? ‘Cause my kid is gonna be up any second and I’m supposed to sleep when he does.” @sanguishqsstarters​

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          Life had been thrown into the shitter, in the most eloquently phrased way possible. Atlas was gone. Tyler and Cait were still on the outs. Nova, well, that was just a complicated dynamic all in itself, especially these days. Not to mention she’d found out she’d be dead in the next few years, by the sounds of things. It was safe to say that life was just not giving her the smoothest of rides, and it was definitely beginning to take its toll. But, the matter that hurt the most? That, Ty had a baby, and she’d not even so much as met the kid. A dramatic life change, and neither of them were willing to pause their silent treatment. Unless, except for maybe now? Not exactly planned, of course, but the pair had collided for the first time in months. She’d done her best to keep out of dodge, for the most part. “And ruin your cheery exterior?” A shrug followed, before she pressed on. “Unlikely.” Cait wasn’t one to roll over, metaphorically given her wolf status, that is. “Sounds like you could maybe do with that nap.” Eyes finally meeting his, something she’d long dismissed from her thoughts and memories. Her best friend. "How are you doing?” A defeated sigh escaping her lips, just wanting to at least know he and his son were on the right track. Then she could go about their silent treatment once more, if that was the outcome of this little tête-à-tête.

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LOCKWOOD, TYLER.

Becoming a father had changed everything for him. Life was more serious now. Tyler wasn’t quite as playful in his interactions, was slower to anger, was organized and on schedule and always exhausted but God, his son was worth it. He was the most perfect thing Tyler had ever seen and he was completely captivated by him. Sure, there were still parts of his life that needed addressing but for the most part, life was good. Just not with Jeremy. Or Cait. Or Caroline. Alright, fine, so life was still mostly shit but his baby rocked and that’s what mattered. He didn’t stand for anyone threatening that peace and perhaps that was why he was a tad gruff in his current encounter. “You gonna get to a point? ‘Cause my kid is gonna be up any second and I’m supposed to sleep when he does.” @sanguishqsstarters​

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          “I know you obviously confused me with someone else, Lockwood.” A shrug followed, eyes widening slightly at the abrupt nature of the wolf before her. One she resonated with, on so many levels these days, particularly when it came to that of the recent parenthood he was thrust into. “’Cause I know you wouldn’t be standing there giving me grief right now.” Of course, she was mostly just proving a point, no malice intent or actual frustration, well, perhaps a delicate amount. Nonetheless, not enough to deter her from the current interaction. It wasn’t like she had had the easiest ride, especially as of late. And sure as hell not with being a mother to a small child, and a teenager, all wrapped in one. Trickery at it’s finest. “Looks like you’re settling into fatherhood, at least.” He’d gotten the whole ‘sleep when the baby does’ thing down, evidently.

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[thoranda]

# so done

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[ariangrande]

I was looking out for myself. I will always look out for myself. If you’re smart, you’ll do the same.

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A    BLOOD   LUST    INBOX    MEME.       TRIGGER   WARNING:   blood,  murder,  death,  violence.    please  do  not  read  forward  if  you  are  easily  squeamish.  

(   send  me   ‘   🔴   ’   to  generate  a  bloody  scenario  between  our  muses.  feel  free  to  specify  a  number  if  you’d  like.      inspo.   )

your  muse wiping/licking  blood  from  my  muses  lips.

my  muse  wiping/licking  blood  from  your  muses  lips.

our  muses  cleaning  up  blood  together  from  a  kill.

my  muse  applying  pressure  your  muses  bleeding  wound.

your  muse  applying  pressure  to  my  muses  bleeding  wound.

our  muses  stumbling  upon  a  blood  trail  together.

our  muses  sharing  a  kiss  that  accidentally  draws  blood.

my/your  muse  sinking  their  teeth/fangs  into  my/your  muses  neck.

your  muse  catching  my  muse  drinking  blood.

my  muse  catching  your  muse  drinking  blood.

your  muse  helping  my  muse  clean  blood  off  of  them.

my  muse  helping  your  muse  clean  blood  off  of  them.

our  muses  sleeping  together  in  their  victims  bloody  sheets.

our  muses  having/sharing  a  blood  bath/shower  together.

our  muses  looking  to  the  sky  as  it  rains  blood.

my  muse  accidentally  biting  yours  too  hard,  drawing  blood.   

your  muse  accidentally  biting  my  muse  too  hard,  drawing  blood.

my  muse  licking  blood  off  your  muses  finger.

your  muse  licking  blood  off  my  muses  finger.

my/your  muse  pleading  for  no  more  blood  shed  from  my/your  muse.

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LOCKWOOD-YOUNG, NOVA.

Nova has successfully avoided Cait since the first and last time they’ve seen each other. The anger and hurt she held onto soon just turned into hurt but not towards Cait. Just in general. There was a day she and Hope had hung out, to which Nova filled her in on life happenings and that’s when the truth came out. Cait didn’t abandon her, she died. And now Nova was kicking herself with each step she took until she landed herself at Cait’s front door. While that was on her mind, there was something else on her mind too - and that was the eldest Salvatore who was currently tied up with vervain ropes, beaten and bloody in his trunk. Revenge. Tonight, the full moon would be glowing in the sky - tension would be high and Damon? He’ll be the snack. Lifting her fist, Nova huffed out a breath and knocked, awaiting Cait. @longroadhcme​

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          Much like a creature of habit, Cait had resorted to hiding from the world. Returning to the life of the lone wolf. Between the loss of Tyler and Atlas, and the realisation of her child despising her in the future, well, it was a lot for any one person to take on. And despite the tough exterior she exuded, the young werewolf was certainly impacted by recent events. Well, ‘recent’, being over the last few months. However, that being said, she certainly wasn’t anticipating said child’s arrival at her place, a sheepish and coy look present upon her daughters features as she tugged at the door, greeting the woman. “Look, it’s one thing pinning me in public, and screeching about my failings as a mother, but do you really need to bring that shit to my home?” If you could call it that. It was a temporary residence, with every intention of getting the hell out of dodge again. She’d never anticipated staying this long to begin with. “What do you want, Nova?”

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WINCHESTER, SAM.

There was something to be said for losing everything that you loved in the blink of an eye. For months, it had haunted his nightmares. One second, Dean was there and whole and alive and the next…well, it gave a new meaning to the phrase ‘torn to shreds’. It played again and again and again in his brain. No demon would take his deal, no angel answered his pleas. Sam was fairly certain that God had left this place a long time ago, and it was just the evil side of things calling the shots now. He hadn’t even wanted to come to this place. Ruby had been in his ear, whispering about the town run by the things that went bump in the night. Driving the Impala felt wrong without Dean in the passenger’s seat but it was the only way that he knew how to keep a piece of his brother with him. He stepped out of the car, taking a deep breath and noting that the air held not even a hint of sulfur. “Suppose it’s time to get started.”

@sanguishqsstarters​

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          Upon her arrival, there was no fear that she’d find her way into the lives of anyone from her past. Her family, her friends, her old boyfriend, they were miles away. None the wiser to her resurrection. So, of course, she went about her life, as she would have. Hiding her newfound life from anyone she had once loved, after seeking council from those in town. Though of course, the secrets were difficult. Although, she hadn’t quite anticipated how difficult, until she was faced with the reality of her situation, eyes locking onto a face from her past. The face from her past. The man who unintentionally lured her into this life. Supernaturally charged, that is. She being an angel of sorts now, she supposed. “Sam?” Almost in disbelief. Was this why she was brought back? Had they somehow anticipated his arrival? “What are you doing here?” Ironic, considering who was asking. But, she wasn’t exactly prepared for a reunion right now.

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ALASTAIR.

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“ you’re a demanding little thing , aren’t you ? ”

          “Oh baby, you have no idea.” Katherine challenged, knowing full well that this was barely scratching the surface. She held her ‘selfish, manipulative bitch’ title with pride these days, considering it usually got her what she wanted from any given situation. Hell, even in death. Here she was, top side and thriving. Inching steps closer to securing her immortality once more. “Now, who the hell is asking?” Another new face. Not something she was too welcoming of, until she understood their value or threat.

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WINCHESTER, SAM.

There was something to be said for losing everything that you loved in the blink of an eye. For months, it had haunted his nightmares. One second, Dean was there and whole and alive and the next…well, it gave a new meaning to the phrase ‘torn to shreds’. It played again and again and again in his brain. No demon would take his deal, no angel answered his pleas. Sam was fairly certain that God had left this place a long time ago, and it was just the evil side of things calling the shots now. He hadn’t even wanted to come to this place. Ruby had been in his ear, whispering about the town run by the things that went bump in the night. Driving the Impala felt wrong without Dean in the passenger’s seat but it was the only way that he knew how to keep a piece of his brother with him. He stepped out of the car, taking a deep breath and noting that the air held not even a hint of sulfur. “Suppose it’s time to get started.”

@sanguishqsstarters​

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          The werewolf had taken it upon herself to take note of those in and out of town these days. It helped secure her stability. Her means of control. So, of course, taking note of a vehicle, especially an Impala that wasn’t common around here, Cait couldn’t help but venture up to the unfamiliar tree-like male who had otherwise vacated the car, mumbling to himself and ‘getting started’. “Well, that’s not ominous at all.” Arms folding across her chest as she sized up the newbie, curious as to whether he was to pose a threat to any of the remaining few she cared for in some way or another. “Wouldn’t go around being all mysterious, if I were you. It’s not true what they say. Not around here.” With it being a turn on, that is. ‘Man of mystery’ and all that jazz, right? Wasn’t that a trope for a reason? Alas, it didn’t carry quite the same effect in these parts. “So, colour me nosey, what brings you to these parts Gigantor?” 

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WILLOUGHBY, MICAH.

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“ because i’m nice and pretty. ”

          “And humble.” The red head countered, rolling her eyes slightly at her company’s obvious confidence. “And both of those are subjective. So, you’re speaking from your own perspective here. Not mine.”