#thread; carter

[normallyxstranger1]

@escapedartgeek​ sent: 💬 - Carter

send me 💬, and i’ll use a line from a sentence meme i’ve reblogged to make a starter for you. || accepting

    “I’m sorry, I was an asshole, I was drunk. I’m at a loss.” 

     It had been a rough day and, more and more lately, rough days translated into rough nights. He couldn’t shake it off like he once did—a sure sign that he was getting too old for this shit. For the first time ever, he’d taken it out on a complete stranger. Carter didn’t remember exactly what he said, but he remembered the anger behind it. There had to have been some nasty words, something he definitely regretted. At least he remembered the stranger’s face so he could find them and attempt to make amends.

     “I’m sorry,” he said again, resting a hand against the back of his neck. His shame made him flush. “There was no need for it, and I know it sounds like I’m excusing my behavior but” —he paused and sighed— “I want to make it up to you, if I can.”

[normallyxstrange]

@huntresscaraquinn​ cont. from here

     The second he asked the question, Carter knew he didn’t want to know. Anything with that much blood was bound to be bad. And vampires? Of course, it had to be vampires.

     He could not deny the relief that flooded through him. Mostly was better than entirely, and that was his initial gut-jerk reaction at seeing her covered in gore. A flashback, to a different time, to his own blood-stained clothes. He dismissed that thought as Cara strode past him. He sucked in a breath and the coppery scent of the dead blood assailed him. He turned his head quickly away.

     By the time he turned to reply, she’d vanished into the bathroom. “Alright,” Carter said quietly, to no one. 

     He knew that detachment. He’d lived that detachment. She might not have had any terrible wounds, but she wasn’t all right. Hunters, in his experience, were never all right. There was always something, some trauma, some pain, some horror.

     Carter wouldn’t ask, and in any case, he couldn’t. The shower was on. She needed to clean off. She needed to decompress. She needed to... something. 

     In the end, he only sighed and began the task of cleaning up the blood she’d trailed into the room.      

[theoutsidersx-archive]

Carter wasn’t the relationship type whatsoever, but he found himself completely smitten by the petite brown-haired beauty known as Ariana. They had been friends for a while, casually dating getting to know each other before they decided to see how it goes with an official title and thus far, its been amazing...Besides the fact that almost two weeks prior, Carter stupidly fucked up and fucked the girl he had been pinning after for a few years now. What had happened? It was all still a bit of a blur to him, but one thing for sure, Carter couldn’t get the thought of the younger femme out of his mind. Taking a deep breath, Carter would lean over grabbing his drink off the table as he kept an arm around Ariana’s neck. They were currently in a bar for a mutual friend party, and unfortunately neither of them couldn’t get out of it, so they decided to make the most of it. Ariana preferred staying in, Carter loved going out but lately, he had been avoiding doing so in hopes of avoiding the dark haired - green eyed nuisance to his life.

Licking his pink lips, he pressed a quick kiss to Ariana’s cheek as she conversed with their friend, Carter’s eyes shifting from the two in heavy conversation to around the room. Instantly he spotted Sydney, his heart dropping making it hard for the raven-haired man to breathe. Dressed as enticing as ever, Carter couldn’t help but take in her form, one that he now knows physically, and wanted nothing more than to touch once again, the thought making his cock twitch in the confinements of his denim jeans. Clearing his throat, the man looked away as to not make it obvious, his eyes moving back to where he last saw Sydney, seeing her head in their direction. He would straighten up, pressing Ariana closer to him hoping that the conversation would go much better than he envisioned it. @stas-ahr

[pheliaregan]

Ophelia: wasn't really sure where to go in the wake of her fight with Juliet. Juliet was normally the person she turned to when she'd had a fight with someone, not the person she was fighting with. And the people she'd normally go to in the city were Benji and Xander but she was too heated to go over to their apartment and risk saying something she couldn't take back. Not to mention she wasn't sure if she could look at either of them right now without completely breaking down. Instead she found herself outside Carter's front door without even thinking about where she was going. She knocked urgently on the door, though she wasn't even sure if the boy was home.

[bedfordwrites-blog]

starter for @chocolxtes

there was a part of bailey that knew that she loved her job way too much. that knew what people thought of her when she told them what she did for a living. that knew that people always glanced at her girlfriend wondering why she would possibly be with someone like bailey. little did they know just how perfect the two women were for one another. bailey made a point of leaning down to press a light, lingering kiss to carter's cheek as she passed her, making a point of swaying her hips as she walked away and over to her fourth client of the night. she didn't waste any time, a flirty smile immediately pulling onto her lips as a fifty dollar bill was tucked into her barely there underwear. she didn't glance at her girlfriend again, her brain immediately going into work mode as she moved to straddle the mans lap. her hips rolled against his in her usual fashion, his hands caressing her hips and chest. she hummed happily, a smile on her face as her lips lingered an inch away from his - her girlfriend all but forgotten as excitement thrummed through her.

[normallyxstrange]

@southern-belle-outcasts​ for Carter

     He knew better than to dismiss someone else’s intuition, but he had his own inklings and this... something about this wasn’t right. 

     “No,” he said, voice a bit lower andgruffer, than he intended it to be, but hushed all the same. “Wait.” The plan had been to use the element of surprise, but Carter knew--he knew--it wouldn’t work here.

     “It knows we’re here.”

[normallyxstrange]

@leaguexofxherxown wanted a thread with Carter!

     A thin sheen of sweat coated his forehead. With the back of his arm, Carter wiped his face clean. The air was too warm and humid within the enclosed space. In any other setting, it might’ve been comfortable and drowsy, but his heart kicked against his ribs, adrenaline working in overdrive to keep him on high alert.

    And he would need it too. The creature was close. He could smell it--a foul odor, like something sour and decayed. 

     He risked a glance to the right and just behind him, where his partner was. Instead of risking losing it by talking, even in a whisper, Carter jerked his head forward. Over there, the nod said, we’ve got it.

     Maybe luck would be on his side tonight, for once.

[normallyxstrange]

    He sighed, eyes flicking back and forth, unable to focus just yet. He was thinking, assessing. A lie wouldn’t fit here. “I was honestly hoping for a job outside of the supernatural,” Carter confessed, finally settling his gaze. “But if that’s what you need–then I’ll help you.”