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@toristriker

My name is Tori Striker. Don't you dare call me Victoria. That might be the last thing you ever do. I'm a dancer, yes that kind. Don't ask for one and not expect to pay. I don't give it away for free.

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Oh, yeah, well… If I was Ben Affleck, I would ask everybody to burn their copies of that movie. I mean, it was bad. Nobody likes that movie. Obviously, Daredevil isn’t the coolest superhero, but that movie could have been so much better. He does have a pretty interesting story. And, yeah, if I was them, I would scrap all those writers and get a new team to write this new movie… But do you think they did that? I highly doubt it. It’s probably going to have just as many plot holes, to be honest.

Yeah but if Daredevil was bad the Elektra was even worse. I mean, not to fault either of them as actors but what the actual fuck were the writers thinking? If there is one thing I've learned it's that screenwriters are not the best at adapting the subtle details of comic books to the silver screen. That's a shame. We'll just have to ignore the plot holes if we wanna enjoy the movie.

#c:benjaminackerman

Yeah, y’know, after Man of Steel… I’m kind of worried about Batman vs Superman too. I mean, no offense to Ben Affleck, but I just can’t see him as Batman, and if they got the same writing team that they did for Man of Steel to do this one… Oh, man, they’re in serious trouble. I want to keep my hopes up, and I’ll probably see it either way, but I really hope they take the things they did wrong in Man of Steel and try to improve upon it.

Yeah I think part of my issue is I'll never be able to unsee Affleck as Daredevil from that flop movie. The only saving grace about that was Jennifer Garner. Yeah, that's why I've got no faith left in the writers. I mean, they did so many things wrong in the last movie I can't imagine this one being much better.

#c:benjaminackerman #//tori loves superheros so a+ all around #//also wow i fail at timely replies to gifchats

Well, I saw the new promo stills for the Batman vs Superman movie and I've gotta say I'm not super impressed. I mean, I love Wonder Woman but if they fuck up my childhood I'm going to have words with each and every one of them. It won't be pretty. I'm sure the actress will do fine. I just don't have faith in the writers.

#cvrpstarter #//10000 years later #//a wild tori appears #//and she's in a semi-decent mood so take advantage of it #//since she usually hates everyone

Stolen Birthday Booze | Kieren & Tori

“We’ve had sex more times than I can count all over my club too, and I would be upset if you broke in there as well.” He countered with a slight smile. “Fucked in does not equal allowed to break in. If that was the case there would be a lot of places I would have full access to.” He smile grew into a grin as he shook his head slightly. “Careful Tori, or I’ll start being stingy and you will have to go back to drinking the crappy ass booze you can afford instead of my good stuff.” He threatened playfully. His eyebrows rose slightly at her comment, “It’s a wonder I’m still clean when I’m around myself all the time. Do you know how much of a tease it is to handle on a daily basis what you can’t have?” He shook his head, his arms crossing over his chest, “I must be a masochist or clinically insane.” Truth be told there were often days where he was tempted to draw out a line of his own product. How easy it would be to simply fall back into old patterns when he was surrounded by the very substance that had caused him so much trouble.

A grin stole across his features at her retort, he couldn’t help himself and she wouldn’t like him so much if he could. “Twenty-six hmm? So you’re a cradle robber now. Shacking up with a younger man.” He shook his head and clicked his tongue, “Naughty, naughty, Victoria.” In truth she was only a year older than he, but it was too easy to tease.

“You’ve only got one cat so far, but there will come a day when you will have ten cats and you will long for the good ole days when you only had one and were banging and extraordinarily handsome man.” He said with grin. His shoulders lifted in s shrug, “I don’t blame you, but if wanted to bang a girl, why don’t you just go bang a girl? I mean I’m sure you know plenty of willing participants from your work. Also who’s to say it would be a girl here that I was fucking? Would you want to make it a threesome if I was fucking a guy?” he inquired, lifting an eyebrow questioningly. His fingers drifted down the cat’s back before he moved to stand on the other side of the couch. HIs head tilted slightly as his gaze ran over her in an evaluating manner. “Well I wouldn’t want to disappoint the birthday girl, now would I?” He said softly, his hands coming to rest on either side of her as he leaned towards her. His nose brushed against hers, his lips only a hair’s breadth away, before he backed up again. “So I had better get you more booze, right?” He said with a smirk before taking her glass back to the counter to refill it.

Given enough time he knew they would be in bed together, it was inevitable, but that didn’t mean he could tease her first. He returned to her a moment later, handing her a newly filled glass before sitting next to her on the couch with his own drink. “Even if I wasn’t up for fucking, which… I can’t imagine when I wouldn’t be… I wouldn’t make you leave. God knows I’ve crashed at your place enough times that the least I could do would be to return the favor.” He raised his glass to his lips, taking a s little sip as he watched her over the rim of it.

“You and me both. But that’s a topic for a different day. I’ve spent the night here enough that I didn’t think you’d care.” She shrugged slightly and sighed. If he did care she just wouldn’t do it again. It wasn’t that big of a deal. At least Tori didn’t think it was. There were much bigger issues they could have dealt with instead of worrying about instead of fretting over if Tori even belonged there. She felt so at ease around Kieren it sort of seemed like she did, but that wasn’t something she liked to give much thought to. It was scary, if she was being honest with herself. However, most feelings were and there was no way to get around them regardless of how hard you tried.

Tori merely rolled her eyes in response to Kieren’s teasing. She knew him well enough to know she’d get teased for her age from him. That was just something she’d come to expect from Kieren. He liked to tease her. After all, that was why he called her Victoria despite how much she hated it, wasn’t it? There couldn’t have been very many good reasons for him to besides that. “Right I’m such a cradle robber.” She chuckled lightly then and shook her head.

“Oh I don’t know. Even for me ten cats seems like a bit much.” She shrugged a little when and pondered his question. “I probably will fuck a girl from work. There is one who’s been dropping far too many hints for her not to wanna grab my boobs or something.” She flipped her hair behind her shoulder then and chuckled to herself. “Assuming the guy you were fucking wasn’t completely gay I’d definitely be up for making that into a threesome too.” She smirked a little and tipped her glass in his direction, “But I’m not too big on freaking out gay guys by showing them my boobs so it’d be completely dependent on if he was bi or not.”

Kieren was there then, his lips were so close to hers and she could feel his breath on hers. She nearly leaned up to kiss him before he pulled away. God, he was such a fucking tease and Tori both loved and hated him for it. Of course she knew they’d end up fucking regardless. Making a game out of it did make things far more interesting. “Seems like the nice thing to do,” she commented when he took her glass over to fill it for her. She didn’t really need to be drinking but did anyone ever need to be drinking? It was her birthday and she could do what she wanted to. That was all she had. One night a year where she could do what she wanted and be who she wanted. This year that meant drinking with and fucking Kieren Walker.

The moment he returned with her drink and sat beside her, Tori took a sip and smirked at him. “The day you’re not in the mood for fucking is the day hell freezes over,” she laughed. “I suppose that’s true, though. You do have a bad habit of crashing at my place at the most random hours of the night.” It had gotten to the point where Tori wasn’t even surprised if someone was knocking at three in the morning anymore. She was almost always right that it was Kieren. There was really only one time that she’d been wrong and that was just her drunk neighbor who got the apartment numbers wrong.

#*para #p:kierenwalker #stolen birthday booze #//pfft it's perf #//sorry this is 500 years late

"It’s probably not, but neither is not sleeping. It’s fine Tori, I’m used to them. They get worse from time to time, but that’s normal too. It’s fine. I’ll be fine."

"Yeah and if you aren't careful something is going to happen to you. You've gotta take care of yourself. Did something happen to make the nightmares worse?"

#c:kierenwalker

"Working myself to the point of exhaustion is about the only thing that gives me any relief. Well if that helped i wouldn’t have had nightmares when you’ve stayed the night. Being able to turn back time and stop things from happening would help immensely. Then there wouldn’t be fuel in my head for them. "

"That can't be healthy at all, Kieren. Yeah, I know you've had nightmares when I'm there. I can tell and I try to be some help but I'm not. I wish I knew how to help."

#c:kierenwalker

"I don’t know. I haven’t kept track. Honestly it’s been better to not sleep then sleep some nights. Waking up shaking like a child scared of the monsters under your bed isn’t exactly restful."

"No, I'd imagine it wouldn't be restful at all. Does anything help? Melatonin works miracles sometimes. Also sleeping in the same bed as someone can help. Or at least it helped me when I was having nightmares."

#c:kierenwalker

"You’d get in without waiting in line anyway. Friends and family benefits or something like that. That or your sarcasm isn’t sarcastic enough for it to come across as sarcasm. I… fucked someone last night. I never learned her name. I haven’t had a drink in a few days… because I have to make sure I can go a few days without it and sleep… well.. depends on your definition of sleep."

"I suppose. Alright so sleep is probably the culprit. Have you gotten more than six hours a night in the last week?"

#c:kierenwalker

"Well that’s ridiculous. Although the bouncer likes to refer to you as "my girl" so I guess it’s not all that surprising. I know the sings of drug abuse, thank you. But like I said, what they do on their own time is my business. They were sober at the interview and sober at work up until then. I’m careful about that kind of thing, Tori, I’m not an idiot."

"Well it does have it's benefits, I get right in without waiting in that damn line out front so I don't really mind what he calls me. I know you know the signs. You must really be out of it if you're missing my sarcasm, Kieren. When's the last time you slept, or got laid, or had some scotch?"

#c:kierenwalker

"My employees avoid you? Why the fuck for? Oh no, it was worse than that. I had already given them a warning for pushing the line of flirting and harassing customers, and they had seemingly straightened up. But then I caught them stealing from the register while they were clearly high as a kite. Do what you want in your own time, but dont come to work high and for heaven’s sake don’t try to steal from me."

"Okay avoid might be a strong word. Really it's only if someone is flirting with someone. Undoubtedly someone gets elbowed and then they shake their head. Apparently they think I'm off limits because we're sleeping together?" She shrugged a little. "I don't ask. Oh god a strung out thief? You'd have thought you'd be able to pick up on the signs of drug abuse, Kieren. Don't tell me your slipping, or were they sober when they interviewed?"

#c:kierenwalker

"I have no problem firing people who needed to be fired, but god, listening to their excuses and petitions for another chance is exhausting. You had your chance and you blew it, what more is there to say? I don’t need to explain my reason for firing you ten different ways. This isn’t a court of law, it’s a private business, so stop your whining and get out."

"This is why you're the boss and I'm the girl your employees avoid. I would probably punch someone if they started whining because I was firing them for not pulling their weight, and the last thing I need is an assault charge."

#c:kierenwalker

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#*playlist #//sobs because kieren and tori #//but jfc this song has a long ass instrumental intro

The Best Things In Life || Tori & Lucas

It was a dare. A stupid insignificant dare that had Lucas standing outside the strip club in Alexandria. He wasn’t the type of guy to go to a strip club and he didn’t think he’d ever be that type of guy. He went once in LA, because some girl had wanted to go on a date, but needless to say that was their first and only date. She was weird. Like, freaky weird. And Lucas just wasn’t freaky weird. Or weird at all, really. Well, until it came to taking stupid dares from his friends that landed him in front of the strip club with a wad of ones compiled from the couch cushions of what was the same thing as a frat house in his pocket. It was strange, because he had really only been in Alexandria for about a year and he didn’t really know a lot of people, but the ones he’d met so far seemed to be idiots. Absolute lunatics, by his standards, and even as he fumbled his wallet out of his back pocket to flash his ID at the burly looking dude outside, Lucas was cursing his friends under his breath for making him go in there.

He was kind of awkward, and knew that he didn’t belong in this type of environment. It was dark, and Lucas didn’t really have good eyesight in the first place so the dark wasn’t helping any. Not even with his glasses on. And it smelled weird in there. He didn’t know if that was identifying factors of strip clubs, that they smelled weird—kind of like sweat and other unknown substances—or if it was exclusive to just this club here in Alexandria, but either way, he wasn’t a big fan. Not even a little fan—in fact, Lucas wasn’t a fan at all. Nope. He just didn’t like strip clubs. There. He thought it. They were gross and sleazy, and to be honest, he never say the excitement in objectifying women when he’d always been taught that they were strong and precious, and righteous, and caring all at the same time. His parents had a good marriage so it wasn’t like he had any kind of relationship issues, but he’d read somewhere that strippers did. And these half naked women prancing around the place were frankly making him uncomfortable.

Not that they weren’t attractive or anything. Lucas was sure they were, just that it was strange to perpetuate the sort of behavior he’d always thought was strange.

On his 18th birthday back in Nor Cal, his best friend tried to convince him to go to a strip club, but they didn’t. Eventually Lucas talked him out of going, instead, going to the gas station to spent forty bucks on lottery tickets that they barely broke even on. But when he found an empty table and sat himself down, the wad of ones sitting heavy in his pants pocket, he looked up to see the stripper, since well that was what he was here for in the first place. She danced around on stage, and Lucas was kind of entertained, because in a way, that’s all it was—entertainment. And really, everything was fine and dandy until she turned around and Lucas knew he had seen her before. He’d never even known her name, but he knew who she was and he was sure she knew he was. Well this was awkward. This was incredibly awkward. What was he supposed to say? How was he supposed to act. He’d had a hilarious conversation with a fleeting stranger, and now he was watching that same stranger dance around half naked on a pole. He gave half a laugh and rubbed the back of his neck nervously. “That virgin blood, huh?”

It was a relatively slow night at work. Tori hated those. She hated when it was nothing but a bunch of the sleazy regulars that had their favorite dancers and continually tried to feel them up. It was the worst part of her career choice and it never failed to make her wonder what she could do to change careers. However, when a bachelor party came in with a groom that seemed a little too eager to get a taste of what he’d be missing out on, Tori’s evening improved considerably. Drunken guys under thirty always were fun because they always spent too much on lap dances and private shows. They always mistook tens for ones and tossed them on stage during pole routines. They were always hilarious even when they were trying to slide their hand along her thing. It was part of the job and Tori had learned to live with it. In some ways she even enjoyed the attention.

Things had gotten better for Tori so when she took the stage and grabbed hold of the pole, she didn’t feel like all the eyes on her belonged to dirty old men who were there instead of home with their wives. Knowing that always helped her put on a better show. It was difficult for her to explain why, but it was true. However, it didn’t take too terribly long before she felt a different sort of eyes on her. She spun around on the pole and glanced off the stage towards the source of the feeling she had been experiencing. It didn’t take too terribly long before she realized another younger man had come into the club but this time she recognized him. It wasn’t the first time something like this had happened. Sometimes it was the guy who delivered her pizza or the checkout guy at the grocery store, but this time it was the kid she had spent an evening discussing virgin sacrifices with.

The music slowly wound down and Tori finished her routine with an added flourish, much to the delight of the bachelor party that had been watching from the other side of the stage. Once the last note played and Tori finished her final spin she took a bow and hopped off the stage. She towered over most people in her heels and tried to ignore the way she had to look down to him. A smirk formed on her lips and she flipped her hair back over her shoulder. “Virgin blood, moonlight, tequila, and a stripper pole are all important parts of any immortal being’s balanced diet. I might have left a few things out.” Her shoulders rose and fell in a shrug then and she chuckled. “You didn’t try and sacrifice your virgin too early, did you?” Her brow rose playfully as she laughed.

Honestly, Tori was surprised to see him there. When they’d talked before she had not gotten a strip club clientele vibe from him and she was usually pretty good at picking up on the ones who could turn into frequent customers. Granted, he seemed like a half starved college kid so had she not been having fun joking with him, she probably wouldn’t have given him the time of day. “No offense,” she started simply, “but you don’t exactly seem like the strip club type. What are you doing here?” It was difficult to explain the strip club type so Tori hoped he wouldn’t ask or she’d undoubtedly end up fumbling for words. As it was she was trying to ignore the fact that she was currently dressed in lingerie and covered in glitter while wearing five inch heels. Her life smacking into her work life always made things awkward for her and even all these years later she still didn’t know how to avoid it.

#*para #p:lucasschwartz #the best things in life #//hope this is okay

I… well… yes… And of course you do. I mean if you don’t want to I’m sure I could find someone else who is of equal intelligence as you are. This is all assuming I live that long. I mean, I don’t have such a great track record with staying out of trouble.

I didn't say I didn't want to, Kieren. I'm just surprised. You do realize you're talking to the woman who was crying the other day because our pregnancy scare was a false alarm, right? If you wanted to do the kid thing I'd be on board.

#c:kierenwalker

Yes. Well… then… maybe I’ll move it back a few years. Or maybe I just won’t have children at all ever and the world will have to deal with losing my genetic code. No doubt my sisters will have broods of their own and they are almost as smart as I am.

Move it back a few years so I'm younger and more fertile? Do I get a say in these hypothetical genius children or do you have the whole ten year plan figured out for me?

#c:kierenwalker #//ignore the text

Hey, I’m living forever. Besides, someone needs 72 virgins in heaven somewhere.

That's the spirit! Just keep that in mind you attempt to lure your first virgin to her death.

#c:lucasschwartz #//same omg

I am not overreacting. Maybe. I don’t know. Maybe in ten years, when I have nothing better to do but procreate. Who said anything about a white picket fence? Just because I have spawn doesn’t mean I’m going to turn into my family. Besides, before you get so smug, remember that it’s only by luck we haven’t already procreated together and you could end up being the one stuck with me and whatever demon child we create.

In ten years you'll have nothing better to do than procreate? You realize I'll be thirty six in ten years, right? That's not exactly peak fertility time for your little mini criminal mastermind to take up residence in my uterus.

#c:kierenwalker

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