#v. cherrypie

[blue-eyed-snake]

“Do you ever think about what you say or do you like to be as surprised as everyone else about what comes out of your mouth?”

[heartonleatherarchive-blog]

blue-eyed-snake

“I have a hangover from HELL and I totally blame you.”

[dontcallmepepper]

[GRP MSG] Can anyone take my shift?

[heartonleatherarchive-blog]

v. cherrypie

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there will be no hard feelings!

[taliaspup]

Derek S Hale:

                                    ‘I don’t care...’

  AGE | DOB–– 27 | December 25, 1987   POSITION–– Bouncer   FROM–– Beacon Hills, California   SEXUALITY–– Gay

  + TRAITS–– loyal, debonair, selfless, strong   - TRAITS–– blunt, fiery, tense, broody

  MOTHER–– Talia Hale, deceased   FATHER–– unknown, unknown   (REMAINING) FAMILY-- Cora Hale, sister ; Peter Hale, uncle

Derek Hale is a complicated guy. He had a great upbringing with a huge family that loved him dearly. In his teens, he dated and fell in love with Kate Argent, a woman in her twenties at the time, and she ended up setting a fire to his home. The fire killed 95% of his family and his uncle Peter was in the house at the time, the only survivor. Cora and Derek were at a movie at the time only to come home to a house burned to the ground and their family along with it. He took it very hard, sunk into depression and basically shut everyone out. He could never trust anyone with his heart any time soon, if ever again.

As a result of the tragedy, Derek is edgy and reluctant to trust many people fully. He blames the fire on himself since it was his fault that he didn't realize how insane Kate was and she took it out on his family. Cora moved to South America shortly after the fire. He inherited the Hale estate and actually does not even need to work. Derek would alternate between exercising and sitting around all day, thinking about what could have happened. He needed a job to take himself out of his head. With his physique and hard exterior, he was easily able to be an effective bouncer.

[cutestcoyote-blog]

Dean, meet Dylan.

Malia’s heart was thudding in her heart, from beating too hard. THIS was why she shouldn’t help people. Few minutes before, she exited the loft in order to pick up the newspapers Scott was subscribed to, before the old hag from across the hallway claimed it for herself. Her roommate was visiting his mother, and she was alone on her night off. She gave Dylan a bath and tucked him in, until she finished making the snack and loading the movie they’s watch. Else and Anna, once again.

The door across the way were just closing, once she exited the flat, a toothy smile of the thief disappearing after a thud. “You little-- Mrs. Johnson, those are my newspapers!” Moving, she knocked on the door, just as the click of the door occurred. Wait. HER DOORS. No. No, no, no. Moving fastly, she yanked the door, but it didn’t budge. FUCK. She didn’t take the key with her, and now her kid was lcked inside, and Malia was about to have an anxiety attack.

After a few minutes, her shoulder hurt from being repetitively slammed into the wood, and she was still on the other side of the door. FUCK. So, she did what came to mind first. She called Dean. Cherry Pie was the walking distance from her apartment, and it was worth a shot.

[blue-eyed-snake]

“Pouting?  Really?  The answer is no and that’s final.”

[blue-eyed-snake]

"Damon, is there any way I can not come in tonight. I've had family drama all day and i'm not sure i'm in the headspace for it. But if you need the help I can try and pull myself together." Cassarah asked over the phone. She hated having to do this.(blue-eyed-hufflepuff)

“Hey, it’s no problem.  You deal with your own stuff and let me know when you’re better.”  He wasn’t in the business of forcing people to work if they weren’t okay.  “Anything me or Dean can do to help you just give us a holler alright Cass?”