What's New to You?

[thecdoore]

He took a sip of his drink and sat back in his seat. Should he be holed up at home to make sure nothing stupid happened? Probably. Was he going to do it? Maybe. But as of right now he felt fine and he just wanted to enjoy the day and his beer. Hearing a noise and turned to see who it was - “can I help you?” he questioned with a raised brow

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grittedgeorgiana​:

georgiana’s demeanor relaxed a bit by the man’s show of submission before she leaned over the bar to look at the man. when she saw him writhing on the floor, groaning and holding his head, she stood back up, satisfied. “not much fight in him, i’d say.” tossing the shattered bottle to the side, georgiana wiped the spilled beer from her hands onto the apron tied around her waist. she then placed a new bottle on the bar in front of theodoor. “on the house- for the compliment. you’ve uh…been in town for a while now, right? i’ve seen y’in here before. how’re you settling in?”

“Kinda shocked seeing at how much he was refusing to listen to me,” he replied, “kinda want to kick him, but that’d be rude wouldn’t it?” he smirked, looking at her before looking down at the beer. “Thanks, much appreciated,” he said as he took out a twenty and handed it to her, “for the show,” he replied before nodding. “Been here for about 2 years, honored you’ve noticed me”

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dreamyoncs​:

          “  as far as i’m concerned, there isn’t any other davina around…  ”     she said, acting as if she was actually looking around to see if there was another one.  turning back to him with a chuckle, the girl shook her head and let out a sigh.     “  oh you realized?  maybe i am not as slick as i think of myself to be.  ”     she went along with the joke before lifting her shoulders in a shrug at his question.     “ just been trying to avoid trouble, really.  seems to be popping out of every corner for me.  ”     lips forming into a frown for a moment, she then didn’t let that ruin the mood as she tilted her head to the side.     “  what about you?  aside from missing me, of course.  ”

“You finally admitted it, that’s the first step to true acceptance,” he jokingly mused as he put his hands in his pockets and watched her. “Well, damn, you’re in for a treat because you ran into some hell of a trouble with me,” he smirked, offering her a wink as he nodded for her to follow him. “C’mon, I’m hungry and I’m paying, don’t make me regret it by saying no” he told her, never admitting he actually missed her

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mississippivampireking​:

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Unlike his brethren, Russell didn’t hold any grudges or disgust for werewolf. They were magnificent creatures. Of course, his personal feelings towards the species didn’t blind him to the fact that they were inferior to vampyr-kind, but he still liked them. Taking a break from his research into the oddity going on in town, he stopped for the possibility to find himself a snack. Merlotte’s an obvious first choice. “Not sure,” Russell answered with amusement after sensing a werewolf and approaching it. He still took the seat, ignoring the werewolf’s ill manners. “Pretty impressive, most wolves are in hiding and yet, here you are: unafraid of shifting at random in front of… these fools.” Humans, the lot of them. “A pleasuure, you may call me Russell. I’m parched, where’s the waitress?”

He raised a brow, what the hell was this guy on? Then the scent hit him and it made sense, he was a vampire and one that seemed a little snooty to add. “Yeah, I’m enjoying the day right now and then I’ll worry about that some other time,” he said, wondering what he was talking about. Were there wolves losing control of their shifts? And with him being so new he was probably going to prone to doing this. Maybe he should call it a night before anything happened. Raising a hand, the waitress walked their way and he eyed the vampire.

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@dreamyoncs​

“Well if it isn’t the Davina Claire,” he said with an amused hum as he walked up to her. Hands in pockets, it was clear by his cheeky grin that he was only joking but he enjoyed messing with her. “I have to say, I’m starting to think you’re avoiding me and it’s starting to really hurt. Deep down inside,” he told her as he placed a hand on his chest and pouted before chuckling. “What’ve you been up to?”

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@ofwolfism​

He felt the urge to shift and he couldn’t explain it. It happened every now and then and he was normally able to overcome it but today was not a good day. Trying to make his way through the woods, he finally collapsed against a tree and slid down. Digging his hands into the ground, he let out a groan as he tried to stop himself from doing anything stupid. Hearing a noise, his eyes widened and he looked up. “I’m - I’m fine, go away,” he said, hoping they’d listen

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@divinatio​ - utp

“Oh,” he tugged on his door’s handle as he tried to open it, “you got to be kidding me,” he groaned before turning around and sliding down it. He was only in a pair of sleeping pants and was locked out of his house. This was great, right? Sighing, he ran a hand through his hair before getting up and deciding to find someone nearby to help him. Seeing someone, he jogged up to them. “Hey, so, long story but I locked myself out of my place. Do you by any chance have a bobby pin?”

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@mississippivampireking​

He had the day off and wanted to just relax - drink a beer and enjoy the day. But, he had somehow woken up at 1 in the afternoon and his day went to hell after that. He found himself unable to do anything productive and by nightfall he decided to just go and get a few beers and enjoy the few hours of freedom he had left. Sitting at a table, he people watched before he felt a presence near him. “No the chair isn’t taken,” he said as the figure continued to stay there. “Can I help you?” he asked, looking up

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grittedgeorgiana​:

it was a fairly busy night at merlotte’s given it was the middle of the week. when it got busy like that, georgie had grown to expect trouble of some sort. for the most part, she enjoyed the customers. most were locals - people she’d known her entire life. but even then, you get enough liquor in somebody and you never knew what they’d do. and sure enough…

now, georgiana didn’t take kindly to rudeness of any sort. however, you throw in some entitlement mixed with sexism and you got yourself an angry, southern medium. some fella had wandered in with a buddy of his and apparently had grown tired of waiting at the bar as georgiana helped other patrons. “damn, if this bitch didn’t have titties like that, i’d’ve left already.” and, without missing a beat, georgiana was across the bar, glass beer bottle in hand before it went crashing against the man’s skull, sending him to the dirty ground. face twisted up, georgiana turned back around, disregarding the silence that ensued as people stretched their necks to get a look at the commotion. then, georgie caught the eyes of someone else sat at her bar. “there somethin’ you want er are you wantin’ to join him?”

He had already warned the guy to shut his mouth twice, having heard him make comments about other women and it was genuinely starting to piss him off. He tried not to get mad nowadays, with being a wolf plus just how aggressive he could be it wasn’t a good mix. But this guy was pushing it and basically told him to fuck off each time. And as he heard him insult a woman for the third time, he stood up to punch him, only to watch a woman fly across the bar and begin to pummel him. Smirking, he sat down and watched the scene, drinking his beer and nodding in amusement at seeing such a proud guy get his dick handed to him. Though, as she turned to him, he simply raised his hands, “you simply got to him before I had a chance to,” he explained, “’m impressed though, that was a hell of a fight”

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halfichors​:

     *    /    OPEN  STARTER

       𝐁𝐎𝐍  𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐒  𝐇𝐀𝐃  𝐘𝐄𝐓  𝐓𝐎  𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋  like  home  to  buffy.  she  did  her  best  to  balance  a  work / social  life  (  who  was  she  kidding , there  was  no  social  life  )  but  tonight  was  an  attempt  to  work  on  her  dying  friend - making  skills. push  back  the  thought  of  who  you  truly  are  and  play  dress  up  for  the  night  ⸻  wear  the  cutest  thing  you  owned  and  embrace  everything  with  open  arms.  she  had  a  vague  idea  about  the  founders  of  the  town;  but,  their  contribution  that  resulted  in  some  fundraiser  centuries  down  the  line  was  an  opportunity  for  the  slayer  to  get  to  know  people  (  instead  of  just  threatening  them  with  a  stake  )  yet  as  she  dodged  through  the  crowd, one  wrong  spin  left  her  standing  helplessly  with  a  nasty  stain  on  her  dress.

slayer  senses  going  mental,  all  buffy  could  do  is  stand  with  arms  stuck  in  her  air  and  a  silent  plea  for  a   hellmouth   to  swallow  her  whole   ⸻  do  you  feel  normal  yet,  my  love  ?  ❛  well, my  dress  is  ruined  so … i  guess  no  party  for  me  !  ❜  

He had enjoyed the party, the day off being a nice plus as well so he could just have an easy night ahead of him. Sure tomorrow was going to feel awful but it was worth it if he could have a bit of fun. Looking out of the corner of his eyes, he saw someone spill their drink on someone’s dress and sighed. Walking up, he quickly grabbed a hold on their arm and squeezed it tight enough they didn’t have a chance to run away. “What do we say to people when we spill things on them?” he said with an annoyed glare as the person muttered out a meek apology before pulling himself away and running off. “It looks like a picasso,” he reassured her. “Or something like that. Don’t know art that well”

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floriish​:

open to: all! location: anywhere in downtown bon temps! 

“god, this town didn’t change one bit.” it had been a very long time since she had been in bon temps and to be honest? her last trip was a short one, something about stefan going on a ripper tour that tried to end with his hometown. as she did (it could practically be considered her part time job), she was able to stop him before he got too close to actually going through with it. now was different though, there wasn’t that tension in the air like something terrible could be brewing. it was just a normal small town, normal enough to be running rampant with the supernatural. “excuse me!” they looked nice enough to actually respond to lexi. “have you seen a big brooding guy about ye tall - “ she put up a hand a bit over her head, “with some God like chizzled cheeks that’s probably carrying a backpack that looks like he’s had it for way too long?” 

“The amount of times I’ve heard that is unreal,” he replied, chuckling, as he looked over at her. Too many people had been here or had lived here before for it to be a town this size. Maybe it was because he had watched shows on television but smaller towns always felt like they were 5 people at all times but this place always felt jam-packed with people. “Well unless you’re talking about me I hate to break it to you but I know no one like that,” he said, maybe having seen people like that on the streets but knowing no one like that personally

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[  maxence danet-fauvel  &  he/him &  male  ]  :  my  oh  my,  is  that  THEODOOR LAFITTE  in  bon  temps  ?  what  the  hell  are  they  up  to  hanging  around  BON TEMPS CEMETERY  listening  to  ELECTRIC FEEL  by  MGMT  when  they  should  be  doing  whatever  a  GRAVE DIGGER  does  ?  between  you  and  i,  the  28  year  old  WEREWOLF  is  avoided  for  acting  SNARKY,  but  whenever  they  let  their  EASY GOING  side  shine  through  people  flock  to  them.  i  guess  they're  in  town  because  HE WAS AFRAID OF HURTING SOMEBODY IN HIS HOMETOWN AND WANTED TO MAKE SURE PEOPLE WOULD BE SAFE FROM HIM  .  explains  some  of  it,  though  i  can't  help  but  wonder  if  there's  more  to a HICKEY BARELY BEING HIDDEN, A FIGURE HIDDEN BY THE NIGHT'S SHADOWS  story. 

He was born in a small county in Louisiana to a teenage mother and father weren’t expecting to have a child. Instead of giving him up and restarting their lives without him, the decided to become parents at the young ages of 18 and 19. Things may not have been perfect, by they tried their hardest and by the time Theo was 10 he already had a younger sister and a relatively normal family life.

But growing up he always felt like he couldn’t control his emotions, that they weren’t in his grasp and at the slightest moment he would get angry. He wouldn’t throw hissy fits or tantrums but he’d get frustrated easily, and his parents chalked it up to their son becoming a teenager. 

This only grew worse as he got older and by the time he was 15 he was barely in control. Finally, his parents took him to a psychologist who diagnosed him with bipolar disorder. The constant amount of medications was overwhelming at first - he felt like he was in even less control of his life seeing as missing one day of his medications might lead to him having another breakdown. But as each day passed it became routine and he eventually regained some control over his life.

Ever since then he’s still struggled with anger but not to the point he had been. He had worked hard to stay on the right path but obviously fate had other plans for him. One night, during a full moon, he had drunk too much and wandered into the woods. Sure he shouldn’t drink, it would mess with his meds, but his 26th birthday was right around the corner and he wanted to celebrate. What turned into an okay evening ended up with him waking up in the morning with a bite mark on his shoulder.

He thought he got attacked by some rapid dog, and went to the doctor to get it treated but it healed pretty much instantly to his surprise. Thinking this was something he had just made up, he went on with his life, deciding not to tell anyone of it - that was until he found himself developing new traits. He was more irritable, could hear sounds that weren’t near him, and could smell things that were nowhere to be found.

It wasn’t until the next full moon that he truly realized what happened and he when he woke up the morning after he was terrified. He knew he needed to get away from his family, not wanting to hurt them, but he also didn’t have a reason. Deciding to lie, he told them that there was a good job offer for him in a nearby town and left - only to move farther away to Bon Temps where he’s lived for the past 2 years

He’s a nice guy, he can be a bit of a flirtatious asshole but he really does mean well. He has a lot of sarcasm in his system so that’s something to look out for as well. He also really cares for his family and friends so don’t fuck with them or you’ll be getting this wolf in your face.