failure is not an option

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cassidytalbxt

“Just so you’re well and truly aware, it’s your turn to stay up with him.” Cassidy stated, the curvature of a smile only gracing her features moments afterwards as she looked across the space between them on the couch to the familiar head of tousled blonde hair. “I still think he likes you better anyway.”

Sawyer needed a cigarette. Since their kid had been brought home, since Elijah now slept in a room not far from where he sat, Sawyer had stopped smoking in the house. He’d stopped a lot of things since he’d first seen his boy, even if he was still struggling with every decision he had made. “Ain’t it your turn by now?” He questioned, turning his head to lock gazes with the werewolf. “Most everyone does,” he grinned now, the edges of his lips slowly curving up.

[hunnamsource]

[sawyer-king]

cassidytalbxt

“Oh I wouldn’t fucking bet on that being your saving grace.” She scoffed, “You’re still young, speed is all you have on me, one snap decision and that advantage doesn’t exist.” The grin that formed on her features was unparalleled. Sawyer had always been a cocky son of a bitch, but with the added vampirism, it seemed to spark something more to it; she didn’t exactly hate it either. It felt like late nights in the bar; measuring wit against wit with every shot they poured back, only now — Cassidy was spoon deep in peanut butter and carrying a child that neither of them saw coming. Watching him move toward her, her hand tightened around the jar, “Is it too cliche of me to say the dog house? ‘Cause I wouldn’t even let you have the couch to sleep on if you tried it. — You’re such a pig.”

The grin only seemed to widen on his features, his attention always remaining on the original in his kitchen. “Ya think speed’s all I got?” He questioned with a lift of his brows, tone taunting. “Ya’know, if you didn’t have that bun in your oven, I’d show ya just how wrong you are.” As his words came to an end, Sawyer released a chuckle as he closed the distance between them. He could practically hear the way her hand tightened on the jar, bringing the edges of his lips higher, “Wouldn’t make sense, since ya spend most of your time here.” He goaded as he released his finger from his mouth, dropping his hand back by his side. “Yet you fuckin’ love it,” he countered easily, a wink quickly following his words.

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lenoredauphine

“Like you fucking attended, don’t lie to me.” The brunette shot over one shoulder as she reached for a familiar bottle, not remembering it being this high up in the past. “Just thought impending fathers drank more responsibly, but I should’ve known better than to get my hopes up.” The liquid poured into its designated glass before she slid it across the narrow space and leaned on both forearms. “What the hell have you been up to?”

“Sure as fuck did, gave a speech and everythin’,” he countered as he leaned forward, watching her as she set about getting his usual drink. A laugh rumbled through him, lips curving into that familiar grin, “Nah, that’s for after the kid’s born. Gotta get all my irresponsible drinkin’ out now,” he grinned stupidly, fingers wrapping around the glass that was slid before him. “You mean other than not tryin’ to get killed? Not shit, other than gettin’ things ready for the kid’s arrival. What the hell we talkin’ about me for? Where the hell did you run off to?”

[sawyer-king]

cassidytalbxt

Twisting the cap open finally, she let out a near content sigh, a triumphant grin settling on features that didn’t normally capture such a thing without an ounce of her usual smug attitude. “Oh please, it’d be almost too easy.” A spoonful of peanut butter shoved into her mouth in the most delicate way someone like Cassidy could have managed – to say, it wasn’t. “I’m not old or decrepit. I’m pregnant asshole, it’s different.” Though she did feel an unfamiliar exhaustion, she’d never admit to it. Narrowing hues at the blonde, Cassidy pointed the spoon at him, “Try me. Just see where it gets you.’

There was only so much space that separated him from her, a distance that now could be crossed within a matter of a second. Brow quirked at her response, he stood on one side of the kitchen, eyeing her. “Different, huh? Think you’re a whole lot slower, Talbot.” It was easy to fall back into the rhythm they had created long ago, to tease each other without holding back. Slowly, he started forward, closing off the distance between them before he was standing right in front of her. “Where’s it gonna get me?” He question all while his hand lifted, finger dunking into the peanut butter to scoop out a small amount. Within a flash, his finger was in his mouth, Sawyer eating the peanut butter that he had just taken. 

[sawyer-king]

cassidytalbxt

“I got it, I got it.” She said, swatting his hands away as she reached to the top cupboard for the peanut butter. Cassidy could swear he put things out of her reach on purpose, the wolf almost completely determined to maintain the fact that she was capable for as long as she could without either of them losing it. “Touch the jar again and I swear to god, Sawyer..–” She warned, dropping back to the pads of her feet, “I’ll end you.”

@sawyer-king

It was amusing, to watch Cassidy struggling for the jar just out of her reach. He’d attempted to help, as he hadn’t needed to lift onto his toes, but her words had prevented any further attempts in that moment. “Think you could, darlin’?” He teased as he stepped away, scooping up his shirt as he started to tug it on. “Sure you ain’t gonna wear yourself out, hoppin’ around trying to get that jar?” He grinned now as he brought himself closer to her, “Ya’know, think I could get to that jar and out of your reach before you could even try.”

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lenoredauphine:

“You’re looking at me like you’ve seen a ghost. I was only gone for a couple months, I didn’t keel over and die.” Her fingers drummed along the mahogany countertop as perceptive hues took in the appearance of a blonde vampire across the small barrier between them. “What’ll it be then? The usual?” @sawyer-king​

“You sure about that? Could’ve swore we had some kind of fuckin’ funeral,” he shot back as he walked into the bar and right up to the counter. His hands rested on the surface, splayed out as his gaze cut across to her. “You say that like I should’ve switched it up. Got somethin’ to say, Dauphine?” But a smirk tugged at the corners of his lips, sliding onto a stool.

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[hunnamsource]

Charlie Hunnam for American Way Magazine 

[themusewhomuses]

Oh, my darling, look at the blood on your hands. You have the eyes of a k i l l e r.

[rpxmusings]

❝ oh my god !   how do you sleep at night ? ❞

[  I    D O N ‘ T .  ]                          

❝ how do you live with yourself ? ❞

                                                                                        [  I ‘ M    N O T .  ]

[museofbirds]

even once you’ve burnt down the entire world,

YOU WILL NEVER BE SATISFIED ( will you? )

[hunnamsource]

[sawyer-king]

ruth-jakobs:

Walks in the forest were not out of the ordinary for Ruth. She often found a strong desire to escape into nature. She much preferred the hustle and bustle of a living breathing forest than the daily sounds of human activity. Even so, the lack of motors, sirens, and busy bodies she had grown used to In New York, made the silence of Red Creek almost deafening in itself. She was still growing accustomed to the welcome change, and her strolls through the forest often left her feeling at peace, and more connected. She had been walking alone, dragging a stick that she had found on the ground, and her mind elsewhere, when she heard what she could only describe as a threat come from in front of her. Startled by the sudden presence of another person, Ruth took a step back. “Excuse me?” She began, annoyed at the man’s rude greeting, “The last time I checked this wasn’t your god damn forest, so if you would just get out of my way, we won’t have any problems.”

They were all the same, Sawyer included, when it came to the hard words he had just spoken. Had it been days prior, had the words been spoken to him, he may have reacted the same as the woman before him. But as it were, he was unstable, unable to control the hunger that seemed to only be growing as time passed him. He needed to either get rid of her, or leave the area before something horrible happened --- but he couldn’t seem to get his feet to start moving. His hands had rolled into fists at his side, nails digging into the soft flesh of his palms. “You need to go the fuck back to town --- now.”

[sawyer-king]

lenoredauphine:

Pure silence. It nearly echoed throughout the empty bar, leaving the entire building with a distinct sense of hollowness as Lenny emerged from the back of house to lock up. He had been so quiet, so statuesque that were natural instinct not present she might have missed his figure in the furthest corner. “Sawyer?” The brunette glanced around, not having even heard him enter in the first place. “What are you doing here this late?”

The bar was completely empty, save for the one heartbeat of the woman who now stood before him. He could hear it beating within her chest, could hear the blood pumping through her veins, calling to him like an old friend. His hand lifted the glass to his mouth, taking a generous pull from the dark liquid. Setting it down, he sighed heavily before focusing on her, “Couldn’t go home, so figured this was the next best place.”

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