Supernatural Warriors

Aoife Tierney Beckett "Beck" Ledford Clayton "Clay" Avery Dominique Palmer Eilis "Ellie" Gallagher Gabriel Lange Giovanna "Gia" Milano Hugo Sorenson Julian Kaminski Lennon Rose Michael Rayne Tatiana Atanasova

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wildhcartcd‌:

“Well, I certainly wouldn’t turn down protection in that circumstance,” George replied slowly, dark brows furrowing intensely enough that his entire countenance seemed to darken for a hair’s breadth of a moment before his features shifted and softened again— still tired but infinitely less worried for the time being. “Is there anything you all need? You may not be my wolves but you’re on our side in this and I don’t want anything to happen to any of you,” He paused for a moment, running a hand across the growing length of his beard, “I ought to be talking to Valentine and Susana about this, shouldn’t I? Gods, I feel like I can’t think straight these days and we’ll be running around with no plans at the rate I’m going.” The wolf exhaled slowly, bright eyes slipping closed for a moment before he offered Tatiana a brief, sheepish smile. “I think I’m being a little dramatic, but we can plan out some things for protection on new moons and such. Assign clan members to look out for a few wolves and you know I’ll always be willing to look out for all of you whenever you need it. Not that you can’t take care of yourselves, but…” He trailed off and shrugged, broad shoulders flexing with the movement, “I guess it’s the principle of it all. No one needs new enchantments on their rings or anything of the sort, do they? I’m sure I could talk to Grace about it if they do, and I’ll admit I’m not entirely sure how any of that works but I can make it happen.”

“Protection” Tatiana repeated with a nod of her head. “You got it.” She figured it was a fair trade; her vampire strength and speed in exchange for the loyalty and shelter the wolves were providing. Then sh shrugged. “You can talk to the queen if you want” she said. “But I figured while I was here I’d ask.” She was more than willing to play messenger between the two leaders. Provided, of course, nobody tried to shoot the messenger. “Of course you know the clan won’t leave you on your own on the new moon.” The vampires were only as strong as their allies at a time like this, which meant the wolves and witches needed to be looked after when they were vulnerable. She showed him her ring. “I can’t speak for the whole clan, but so far mine has held up.” She’d had the same daylight ring for nearly two decades now, having changed it when the one she’d worn before had gone out of style. Part of being immortal meant keeping up with the fashion trends, so that you didn’t stand out like a sore thumb. Blending in was essential. “But I appreciate the offer and I’ll be sure to ask Susana.”

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prodigalscns‌:

Remington was a sucker, hook line and sinker every single time when it came to those that even whispered the promises of home. Perhaps, this is why it was so easy for head to come up, dark eyes looking directly at the stranger, studying him as if he were the answer to a question he didn’t know he’d been asking. Laughter eventually broke his silence, a nod accompanying it.

“That it is, I’ve always found it a bit hard to lose.” Admitted with what should had been a trademarked grin at this point. A hand reached up, palm touching the back of his head in an almost nervous gesture as he rubbed at it. Accent was kicked down a notch now, still present but not near as obnoxious. “That’s right, what is it that you want to know about the future?” Asked casually, sort of sizing him up before hand waved at the open seat across from him.

“Have you lived around here long?” Michael asked as he took a seat opposite the other man. “Because Catstill sure is a strange place to settle after a life in a place like New Orleans.” It was interesting that they both came from a fairly large city and ended up in this very small town. “Oh, you know, the usual” he said. “Like will the woman I love return my affections?” He knew that was an incredibly cliche question, one that humans asked all the time. Still, it was at the front of his mind today. It was at the front of his mind most of the time anymore, actually.

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Lennon&Clover rake some leaves! @supernaturalxwarriors​

The crisp air stung Clover’s cheeks gently as she raked up piles of leaves. “Thanks for inviting me over Lennon, I’m glad I can help.” The wolf grinned, gently elbowing the older woman. It was nice to spend time with Lennon, she reminded Clover of her own mother. If she hadn’t been the party girl Clover’s mother always had been. It felt like she was filling a hole that Clover had forgotten needed filling. Not to mention it helped Clover get out of her usual routine and enjoy the fall weather a little more. 

A smile formed on Lennon’s lips. “You’re thanking me for inviting you over to help with my chores?” she asked skeptically. Shaking her head, she said “Well, I’m glad you said yes. Frankly I need all the help I can get right now.” Her children were all busy with their own lives and she felt silly trying to put any of them to work. “Remind me that I owe you a dinner and dessert of your choice.” The brunette had taken to liking the younger werewolf. Clover seemed so sweet. And Lennon felt like maybe the blonde needed someone who could listen to her if she ever needed to talk. At least, that was what her maternal instincts told her.

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starry-nxghtss‌:

“Does it?” Claire asked, actually intrigued by the idea rather than disgusted by it. By this point, it was a way of life. “So you’re telling me there’s actually those vampire groupies that want vampires to feed from them? I thought those were just made-up ideas for movies and TV.”

“Its not so much that they want to be fed on” said Julian with a shrug. “Although there are a small number who do.” Those were usually tragic ones who were desperate to feel anything, even pain. “But they think if we feed on them, then we might turn them.” Which Julian rarely did. Frankly, he found most humans far too boring to want to spend an eternity around.

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starry-nxghtss‌:

Part of Grey didn’t want to admit defeat and keep working until the case was solved, but his rational side knew that it wasn’t going to help. So, with a defeated sigh, he nodded and closed up the case file. “Yeah, I can live with that. Need fresh eyes for tomorrow, right?”

Hugo nodded as well. “That, and if I don’t leave now I’ll be here all night” he admitted. He grabbed his jacket off the back of his chair. “And I definitely need the beauty sleep” he joked. “I’m an old man, after all.” He began gathering up his things.

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Gia&Susana go to a Halloween store! @supernaturalxwarriors​

Susana scrunched her nose up in disgust as she lifted up a terrible vampire decoration. “Oh, God…” Susana groaned, letting go of the decoration and wiping her hand off on her skirt. “You’d think given the majority population here in town, they wouldn’t continue to make these tacky little things.” She groaned, shaking her head and tried to get caught up with Gia. “So, what exactly are we looking for again?”

Shaking her head in disbelief, Gia said “Humans have such tragic taste.” Honestly, what was wrong with people these days? “What ever happened to vampires being feared?” she asked. “We deserve some respect. Not to be turned into tacky trinkets.” She hid the decoration under a bag of candy. Out of sight, out of mind. “We’re looking for costumes that aren’t totally cheap and hideous” she reminded the blonde. “Something that doesn’t scream I’m made of polyester.”

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prodigalscns‌:

Rune was pleasantly full with the all the joys that alcohol had to offer. There was too much scotch dancing in his system, and one would think that this would make him a little bit more approachable. One would also think wrong. That would have broken the perfection in his brooding, the way that loneliness had become something of a security blanket for him. This was somewhat of a constant state for the wolf, but even the supernatural had their limits. That limit was the reason that usually predatory smirk seemed to give way to a more charming grin. He swung the empty glass in front of him, almost dramatic, before it would come to find a home on the top of the bar. 

It was only then that attention shifted, balanced out on the face that had saddled up beside him. It was taking a moment to register a name to accompany it, if there was one at all. Truth be told, he probably should have been handed his tab and sent on his merry way about five drinks ago. The problem was that people tended to feel sorry for him, a pity he despised. Regardless, it didn’t make much of a difference, not now at least.

“There are plenty of people here that you could be entertaining. Plenty of people who would probably be a hell of a lot more inviting, yet here you are. Why?”

The question was phrased as a demand, one that needed an answer. It was impossible to avoid, and that was when expression shifted. The brightness behind eyes shimmered with a little bit of deliberate deviance, maybe even suggestion, but there was always just a hint of a threat waiting there. He would always be this, the wolf, the predator.

Gabriel had gone to the bar to unwind after a long day. Wes had been extra energetic today, and the man was tired after chasing after a toddler since the morning. After getting himself a drink, he took a seat near another man. With a shrug, he said “The seat was open.” He wasn’t looking for the two of them to braid each other’s hair and swap friendship bracelets. “Besides, drinking feels more socially acceptable when you don’t do it alone.” Gabriel wasn’t one for caring about what other people found socially acceptable, at least not until recently. But frankly he found drinking more enjoyable when there was someone to talk to.

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Being that close to Eilis was almost intoxicating. Her scent was overwhelming when they were close and Venus loved it. Her smell was sweet and comforting, it took all of Venus’ will power to not pull her in for a second hug. She smiled down at her as she listened to her talk. Her stomach flipped uneasily inside of her as she looked back toward the houses. She tried to swallow her uneasy feeling and put on a bright smile. “Oh yeah, I love these places too! It’s all good fun!” She said, sure it was a lie but she couldn’t be a scaredy-cat in front of Eilis. “Well, we better go get in a line before they get too long!” Venus hummed, gesturing for Eilis to start following her. Her bright eyes scanned all the houses to try and find one that was interesting enough. “Okay…the haunted mansion one or that zombie one look pretty spooky. What do you think?” 

“That makes me so happy to hear” said Eilis with a wide smile. She liked that they had something else in common, something else that they could do together. Then she nodded her head. “That sounds like a good idea.” She considered the redhead’s question before she answered. “How about zombies?” she suggested. “They’re peak pop culture right now, after all.” Plus, as a hunter, she felt instinctively drawn to the zombies. She’d much rather fight a hoard of zombies than a bunch of ghosts. “If things go south, just aim for the head” she teased, beginning to walk towards the line for the zombie house.

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wildhcartcd‌:

There was a brief moment between Dominique leaving and returning with an ice pack and whatever else she thought appropriate to bring that Jules wondered how the other woman might react to the sight of her wounds already beginning to heal. Jules could never quite feel her accelerated healing doing its work, but she’d been on the receiving end of more than enough surprised looks at the progression of her body mending itself that she’d almost developed an ability to ignore them altogether. Most people who were themselves members of the supernatural community hardly batted an eye, and it was, in theory, a decent way to determine whether she could admit her heritage to them at the end of the day. “The swelling’s less of a problem than you might think,” She found herself muttering, glancing up at the blonde as she offered her a brief nod in response to her request. “Not at all, love. I did come in asking for help, after all. It’d be kind of stupid for me to backtrack now. You’ll just have to let me know if I’m cuter with or without blood all over my face,” the she-wolf joked, her ever-present easygoing smile firmly affixed on her features.

Dominique raised her eyebrows in surprise at the brunette’s words about the swelling. She hadn’t picked up on the other woman starting to heal, thanks to her being distracted by all the blood. But a smile formed on her lips as the other woman continued to speak. “Well, I suppose that’s a good point” she said. “This might hurt just a bit” she warned before she began to wipe the blood off Juliet’s face.  As she did so, she noticed the injuries didn’t look as bad as she had expected, considering the amount of blood. “If you want some good news right now, I can assure you that your face seems to be okay” she half-joked. “I’d say you’ll be back to breaking hearts in no time.” The other woman was gorgeous, no doubt about that.

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Reading was a hobby Felix had leaned into heavily from the moment his mother taught him how to read; it was much more familiar to read books written in German, but spell books had forced him to learn a variety of languages in order to practice— it was simply luck that the book his nose was buried in at the moment happened to be written in Old High German. He shifted in his chair at the cafe, drawing his knee closer to his chest as he leaned an elbow on it to steady himself and his book. He reached blindly for his coffee the moment someone stepped up beside him and succeeded only in knocking the mug off of the table entirely— a quick flick of his wrist froze the mug ( and the coffee that had begun to spill from it ) into place, and a muttered incantation righted it entirely before Felix allowed his gaze to flicker to the person next to him. “I am sorry— I caught it before any spilled on you, I hope? I am usually much more careful, but I get much too focused on my reading.” He paused to smile, his eyes wrinkling at the corners. “Did you need something?”

Clay had been bracing himself for the pain of hot coffee on his clothes. So when the mug froze in midair, he blinked in surprise. Then he nodded his head and smiled. “You did. You have pretty good reflexes for a witch.” They weren’t known for being as quick on their feet as vampires or werewolves, but in this case, he was glad for an exception to that rule. Making himself comfortable in the seat across from the other man, he said “Not really. I was just curious about what you were reading.” He’d glanced at a page, but couldn’t understand the language.

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Harper stood was dancing the middle of the club, letting the waves of the music sweep through her and guide the movements of her body. Dancing had always been one of her favorite ways to relax, especially after sitting behind a desk for most of her day, working on stories to publish in the upcoming newspaper. As she danced, she knew people’s eyes were on her and she didn’t care. Let them stare. Maybe she would entice one to go home with her later, but that was still up in the air. It all depended on how everything played out.

As the music changed to something else, she decided to take a break and run over to the bar. With the music thumping in the air, she all but leaned over the bar to yell at the bartender, “Two tequila shots.” he just smiled and shook his head as he went to get her her drinks, but Harper turned her attention elsewhere, namely the person next to her who she was sure was staring. “See something you like?”

Beck had spotted the brunette dancing from across the room. So when he went to get a drink at the same time she did, he flashed a grin. “I sure do” he admitted. “Where did you get moves like that?” More to the point, if she danced like that, what else could she do? Beck hoped he’d have the chance to find out tonight. “Because there aren’t a lot of women around here who can dance like that.” At least, not a lot Beck had met.

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sashavasiliev‌:

SASHA SPLASH THE BUBBLE on the other blonde, giggling letting her dimples showing on her cheeks. — ❛ Are we? ❜ The vampire arched a brow, letting a sweet smile on her delicate features. ❛ Well, I’m not a regular vampire, though. ❜ She rubs her temples when she compared her sexual life with Edward Cullen, honestly? Awful reference considering she hates Twilight saga.

Picking up the bottle, overthinking her words and she was right. ❛ I think you’re right. ❜ She hugged herself. ❛ Could you pass me my towel, please? ❜  Sasha wanted to wear some warm clothing now, the water was getting cold and the foams vanishing.

“Hey!” said Aoife, throwing her hands up as she felt some of the water hit her face. “If you wanted me to join you, all you had to do was ask.” Then she shook her head. “No kidding. If you were a regular vampire, we probably wouldn’t be roommates.” Aoife knew not all vampires were evil, but they didn’t usually get along with hunters, either.

She picked up the towel and handed it to Sasha. “Of course I’m right” she said. In Aoife’s mind, she usually was right. “So how about I pop some cinnamon rolls in the oven and we can have breakfast after you dry off?” Aoife wasn’t a great cook, but she could at least follow instructions on a package.

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sashavasiliev‌:

SASHA ROLLED HER EYES.  ❛ I try to live, but I feel most of the time dead and confused about everything. ❜ She may have lived so far, but still, the blonde feels as if she needed to learn MORE. And she craved for more.

“At least you’re feeling something” Tatiana pointed out. When she’d turned off her humanity, she hadn’t felt anything. That had been the appeal, after all. “What are you confused about?” Tatiana had never been a good sire, but maybe she could try and make up for it now.

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prodigalscns‌:

Work in the traditional sense had never been something that suited Remington Bourdeaux. Thankfully, he’d been blessed with enough creativity to make that work for him, which explained why it was no secret that his door was always open to fairy tale fortunes. Most people knew that sometimes they were tall tales, stories he’d made up on the spot. After all, most who sought a look into the future weren’t looking for something of substance. They wanted to know when they would fall in love, if that dream job they applied for was going to call, all trivial in the bigger scheme of things. He was happy to weave these little white lies for the sake of watered down happiness. Dreams that may never come true were just as innocent, right?

Some, however, came with questions that were far more complex than they should have been, questions that had answers he couldn't’ dare tell. That was the thing about fate, she was quite the vengeful bitch, and he knew first hand what happened when you told too many of her well kept secrets. That was neither here nor there though, instead he simply leaned across the table. Elbows pressed against the aching, old wood creating an almost ominous creek. This caused a laugh, as much as he should have attempted to hide it, he didn’t. No, as luck would have it, it seemed the witch was just charming enough to pull that off with a grin to cover up the indiscretion. 

Cue his best movie witch impression. “What can I do for you, my pretty?” Tone was all New Orleans roots and French heritage, thick with what seemed like ritual and mystery that was begging to be unraveled. To him, though, it was entirely too amusing - extra to a fucking tee, which is pretty much who he was as a person - one wrong move, and he’d be laughing all over again.

As someone who had been born and raised in New Orleans, Michael had grown up around plenty of charlatans who took advantage of naive tourists looking for a connection to the supernatural. Upon hearing the other man’s accent, he raised one eyebrow. “Is that a New Orleans accent I’m detecting?” he asked the man. Michael couldn’t be sure, but he suspected the accent was being exaggerated for dramatic effect. His own accent had faded in the years he’d left the city, but he was certain it had never been that strong. “I heard this was the place to come to have my fortune told.” Michael didn’t actually believe in such things. He knew life was far too unpredictable for such things as fortune telling. But he was bored and figured it would be entertaining to see what the witch told him.

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A slight flush rose to Clover’s cheeks as she realized that what she had said about the plants might have seemed a little strange. Truth be told, however, was that she had grown all of her plants from saplings. “Oh yes, at least until I become an actual mama.” She joked, scrunching up her nose slightly. Her eyes widened in excitement as Lennon unknowing opened up quite the can of worms. “Oh, I feel like I know everything there is to know about plants!” She giggled, slipping her hands into her jean pockets. “My mom and I have always loved plants and growing things. We had our own vegetable garden in the town that we lived in before we moved here. I haven’t grown vegetables in quite some time though, so maybe I’ve lost my touch.” She chuckled, shaking her head. “I even read plant witch books from the bookstore to learn everything that I can about all of it.” She hummed.  

“As someone who is an actual mama, I can assure you that its the most joyous thing in the world. At least, for me.” Lennon had adopted all her children, so she wasn’t clueless to the fact that not everybody wanted to be a parent. But she loved children and was a natural nurturer, so motherhood fit her like a glove. “You should give tomatoes a try this summer” she advised. “They’re so easy to grow that they practically take care of themselves.” She finished drying herself off and moved to give the towel back to the other woman. Then she chuckled. “I hope you found some decent ones. A lot of them are written by witches who have to use magic to get their plants to grow” she admitted. Even she had been guilty of that, back before she became a werewolf.

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“You are the proud owner of some common sense. Had you ever worn socks with sandals, my daughters and I would mock you to the point you would desiccate,” Anastasia deadpanned. Particularly Giovanna; her eldest held nothing back and it was one of her better traits. 

“I certainly wouldn’t want that” said Julian in mock horror. Honestly, if Anastasia wasn’t such an old vampire she would have been difficult to take even slightly seriously. As it was, he was having a hard time not laughing. “Besides, if I really wanted to get under your skin, I’d put on Uggs with yoga pants” he teased.

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Leo nodded along in agreement. The world was a fucked up place and plenty of fucked-up people lived in it. He was an example of that, he spent most of his life making his money by taking advantage of suckers. There was no way Leo could morally put himself above the murderer. Leo hadn’t ever needed to kill anyone to get what he wanted though. “I mean the killing was grisly sure, but this person is a total loser. They don’t even have the guts to put their name on the crime.” He snorted, shaking his head. With the way the guy left that body, Leo figured that they’d never get caught. His theory was that it was just drifter that tried to make a statement. “I wouldn’t expect you to be a fan of it.” He snickered, looking the guy up and down. “You seem cookie-cutter, mate. The type of guy to settle down and start a family.” 

“Actually, that’s probably a good thing” Hugo said. “Usually its only serial killers who want to be out there making a name for themselves as a murder.” Which horrified him, to say the least. This town had enough going on right now without a serial killer on the loose. Then he chuckled. “Well, I am married” he said. “Can’t say there’s any kids in the picture, though.” He’d been happily married for several decades, but kids had never really come along. “From your reaction, I take it you’re not the cookie cutter type?”