#{ eric. }

[jarvysburner]

made it to eric.

but the question is... will eric ever make it to me?...

[illyharrison]

illy chewed her gum obnoxiously as she contemplated her first message. the buttons of her phone's keyboard clicked as illy wrote, paused, and wrote again several times over as the inspiration came to her. it was easy to ignore ethan sitting beside her. he could probably sense whatever she was up to was something he had no interest in and left her to her own devices. he didn't even say something about her chewing. what devotion.

sarah, this is ellie's mom. i wanted to talk to you about the girl's costumes for the winter show. aggie said she was okay with us changing the color scheme, please give me a call when you can!

she counted seconds as she waited to send a follow-up message. not quick enough to seem pre-planned, but enough that she could set the bait.

wrong number!! im so sorry!!

i can never read the flyers she sends home right!

he's an actor. can he really resist a potential meet-cute plot? illy adjusts her posture on the couch and stares at her phone in anticipation. her fingers ghost over the faded buttons of her outdated LG. she didn't really have anything riding on this--the whole scheme had just been something stupid to occupy her time. but... if it worked out... there were some interesting possibilities.

@esanders

[sleepyokai]

muse: eric northman [ vampire sheriff, bar owner ] open to: anyone! m only if romantic, please! platonic/familial connections always accepted.

Eric wrenched his fangs out of the mortal's throat, mild irritation growing across his face despite the fact that he should feel elated. He did just take what he wanted, after all, in the most deliciously harsh manner possible, until his mouth was stained a striking red. Tru Blood simply could not compare to unleashing a predator's sheer instinct, and he didn't feel the need to hide his inner animal. Although, sheriff duties tended to pull him out of the fun from time through time, like they were doing now. "Tell me you have a good reason for interrupting me before I rip you right open next," it's said softly, with eyes possessing that feral edge. An intoxicating twist as to whether he means his threat or not. Surely they wouldn't want to find out the hard way.

[lab-gr0wn-lambs]

Do we know for a fact that Rick's full name is Richard or can we call him some shit like Frederick or Ricardo?

[seabxtch]

@ericccoulter​ location: halloween party (event)

Vanessa hand’t dressed up for the party. She had found herself too busy with work to get a costume and she was honestly fine with that because her dress was sinful enough to celebrate the holiday without looking ridiculous. Vanessa was fairly vain and she didn’t like to look like anything less than the talk of the party and as she sauntered into the town hall of New Salem she knew that she had done just that. She wasn’t the only one in casual clothing but she knew she was the hottest. She kept her head held high as she walked; unbothered by the stares and whispers sending her way as she made her way to the bar in hopes to spot a certain man who was in love with the sea. When she arrived he wasn’t there, but it didn’t take long before she had spotted him. She grabbed herself two drinks and made her way over to him, a sugary sweet smile on her face. “Eric! You look great!” she said sweetly, looking him up and down pointedly. “Want a drink?”

[xkosut]

LOOK AT HIM, JUST LOOK AT THIS ADORABLE SHEEP OH MY GOD, HES SO CUTE PLEASE KILL ME.

I am so blessed with these new episodes seeing more panels of Eric...☆

As you can see, yes, i'm still in the 'loving the beautiful sheep' phase, mom, shut up

[contrclled]

@knockdovvn

“I wonder what’s in that safe, other than money, of course. I bet it’s like jewels, or the deed to the whole town, or - oooh! Maybe there’s a person in there, like a prsioner!” she rambled, sounding a little too excited, “Hopefully it’s more interesting than a phone, and hopefully I’ll be able to actually see it this time. Instead of just turning into a . . . person with rabies.” Jess still refused to say ‘zombie’ but that was more a matter of pride at this point.