i'm the girl you'd die for

— don't call me victoria, you don't know me like that.

[allydia]

[victoriaxhassan]

cosmorobbins:

This moment was about the dumbest Cosmo had ever felt. He felt the heat creep up his neck and he raised his hand, unconsciously, placing his palm over the warmth. He hadn’t seen Vic since the whatever that was at the gym, but he did feel a little fortunate that seeing her this time round, she looked different. Vic’s face always did make him falter in whatever it was. “Yeah, they did, so I can uh, cross that off my bucket list,” Cosmo laughed lightly. “Anyways, you don’t seem very thrilled with your whole look. What’s wrong, Vic? I’m pretty sure it’ll wear off, probably.”

“I’m too tall,” Vic started. Her grievances were quickly itemized, and easy to list. “And definitely too white. And I can’t even do a pull up now-- it’s like being in a giant baby’s body. But people still think I’m cute so that’s a plus.” It felt good to end it on a positive note, atleast. “You’re a lil cutie-- you look so young, Cosmo.” Unable to help herself, one hand reached across the table to nudge his chin to one side. She had yet to take in his new look in profile. Didn’t hate it. Then she pulled back, expression thoughtful. “How’ve you been dealing? Must feel kinda Back to the Future-y since you’re about as muscular as you were in high school.”

[victoriaxhassan]

theoxtorres: 

Considering the disaster that had recently fallen over Castor, Theo figured it would be best to seek out the other hunters in town. And seeing as everyone was too busy to answer their phones, the dark-haired cop found himself standing inside of the Bloodcare building. His eyes caught strangers as they passed by, it was next to impossible to place any face. God, was he the only one left the same? The real question now being, was this a blessing or a curse? “Oh. Excuse me.” His voice is deep as he calls out to a blonde exiting one of the staff only areas. “Sorry to bother, but I’m trying to find Victoria Hassan?” Onyx hues give her a quick once over, the corner of his lips twitching upward into a smirk. She’s a stunner, no doubting that. But something tells him she’s got a shit attitude. It’s just a gut feeling.

“My full first name,” Vic responded on reflex, turning on her heel at the familiar voice. She’d been on her way to her car, keys in hand, when the other hunter had crept up on her. Which annoyed her greatly because she hadn’t even heard him. “Is reserved for family, arresting officers, and guys who’ve I’ve slept with. You’re exactly none of those, Theo.” She stepped up to him, arms crossing and head tilting slightly as she took in his positively normal features. It was appreciated that she could make direct eye contact in this body, atleast. A positive to this hell week was being able to stare people down without even having to crane her neck. “You look the same. Why? There’s no way a boozehound like you would miss a fling at the Polis... Theo, you were invited to the Polis the other night, right?” His old ass might not have been. How sad. But that was the overlap in victimology, she’d figured out pretty quickly.

[victoriaxhassan]

cosmorobbins: 

Cosmo’s eyes flew to the girl– His savior. He was about to thank her, but Tito offered him back his card with a suspicious look. Cosmo was perfectly fine with that. Hands raised defensively, he asked for a coke instead. That was safe, no ID needed. He gulped as Tito left him after placing the can in front of him. “Hey, uh,” he smiled, a little nervously with his eyes on Tito, before offering the girl a real genuine smile. “Thanks. I was just uh, getting a drink. Do I, uh,” he titled his head, inspecting her. “Do I know you?” She knew his name and said no one looked like themselves, so he supposed it could make sense. He still wasn’t quite sure though, honestly. “Ah, you could have some of my coke, if you want. I can’t actually get a real drink probably. Sorry about that. I’m totally over twenty-one though.”

Cosmo talked and all his usual earnestness showed right on his face. It was funny to see what had followed him from one body to the next, from widened eyes to that inquisitive head tilt. But then he asked who Vic was, and she felt herself hesitate for a second. Sure, she could lie, he’d never know. But she’d really acted like she knew him and had no desire to get caught in that web. “We dated eight or ten years so I’m shocked you didn’t know me by intuition,” she hinted, reaching now for her drink and stirring the contents with the thin straw that had been provided. “But don’t worry, I’m not, like, bitter that you didn’t recognize me or anything.” Which might’ve implied she was pissed, Vic realized. The inflection that she usually used to indicate a joke was missing in this body, just quiet earnestness that read significantly less sarcastically than she was used to. “They just let you walk right in, huh?” The supernatural goings-on of Castor were as scrambled as she was, apparently. Small comfort.

[fassylovergallery]

[victoriaxhassan]

cosmorobbins: 

@victoriaxhassan​

Whatever Cosmo had at the Polis last night, he really wished he could have every night. Waking up in a new body was totally out of body, but he felt cool and supernatural– Probably similar to how all his werewolf friends did. He didn’t think there was anything special about this new body (he tried and failed at doing magic, willing himself into a wolf, and his teeth didn’t seem any sharper), but he still felt good about it. In fact, he bet he could even get into the Underground without supervision being all supernaturally on his own now. Cosmo was absolutely delighted when he got in. There was only one problem when it came to actually buying his drink though. “I swear, that’s me!” Cosmo pleaded, trying to reach for his license back. “Oh my god, don’t cut it up! I swear to God that’s me. I’m Cosmo! Cosmo Robbins! Twenty-nine! I didn’t steal it!”

Vic had taken a lifetime to learn what worked best for her skintone, her body type, her damn hair texture. It was a perfect equilibrium she took pride in maintaining. But the universe had different plans, not to mention whoever’s hand that had slipped into whatever the fuck she ended up drinking at the Polis. What a lot of people had been drinking. Now she was tall and thin and very white-- Vic wouldn’t let herself fret too long with the blonde hair she suspected might crisp off in her fingertips. So here she was, in the Underground with a fair amount of new faces. Vic judged them to be split down the middle between disgruntled and disinterested. It wasn’t until she heard a familiar name that her attention was pulled from the weird witch that lived uptown and currently looked just like Westley from The Princess Bride. “Tito, c’mon, be cool,” she interrupted. This voice was much more subdued than Vic’s usual, and she would’ve thought the impact was lessened, but that didn’t seem to be the case. Tito handed the ID in question back, slowly. “No one looks like themselves. And you didn’t even card me.” Though it was possible Cosmo looked younger than she did. She started to roll her eyes companionably, stopped. She looked too much like a marsupial to pull that off without looking a little insane. “Cosmo, what’re you doing here?” she asked, more worn-out than she meant to sound, anyway. Dammit.

[victoriaxhassan]

samuel--wise: 

Sam rolled his eyes heavily at mention of the radio show. Yeah, in a way it was like Castor’s own Welcome to Nightvale—with none of the humour, an obnoxious host, and way too much attention given by people in his friend group. He had listened once for a grand total of two minutes, and decided it wasn’t for him—it was sorta clever, maybe, just not something he got excited about. “She’s something, dunno if I’d go with funny, but sure—” He wrinkled his nose in distaste. “A dating service? Why on earth would I want to do anything remotely like that…” But then he sighed, seeing her eager grin, which he was totally defenseless against. “Whatever. As long as I don’t have to take it seriously, and can sabotage every question…” And as long as it meant he got to hang out with Vic, and see her happy, really. It was worth it.

“Sam I Am,” Vic drawled, giving him a long-winded sigh before continuing. “You and I both know that neither of us have anything better to do.” She was, in fact, drawing up the online application on her phone, humming quietly to herself as page loaded. Full Name: Samuel Wise, the rest could wait... Vic skipped down to the opinions. “Are you hoping for something platonic or romantic, Sam?” she teased, hopping up onto the counter between them as she read off the questions rapid-fire. “Is there someone you’d like to get paired with? High maintenance or low maintenance date? Does species matter to you?” She waited for Sam’s less than sincere responses and was glad that he was sticking around, atleast.

[tchamblers]

[victoriaxhassan]

howlxforxme: 

Elizabeth liked to believe that in another life, maybe, just maybe, she and Vic could have been friends. Of course, she was well aware that most of the animosity between them was due to her. Not so much now, but when they were teens. Her unhealthy obsession with Cosmo would have made anyone upset. But as Elizabeth matured, she separated herself from that lovesick schoolgirl, got over her unrequited emotions for Cosmo and grew up. It seemed as though Vic could never really let that part of their lives go and perhaps if the roles were reversed, she’d feel the same. “Hmm, that might be true.” She smiles a little to herself. “But you hold your own and do what you have to for Castor. That means something, Vic.” To be honest, their conversation was making the Alpha uncomfortable. She was much more used to them glaring and snipping at each other. Old habits died hard. “In my dreams, but thanks?” For a moment, she couldn’t tell if the other was teasing or not. There was realistically no way in hell that she’d ever be able to afford it, but it was nice to wish. “Ah, I’m not sure I want to know what you heard.” Laughing, she shook her head a little. “But I like that thought. At least if I talk them into getting it, I’ll be around it more than I would be if it was at home.”

Vic hadn’t really expected compliments in return, and wasn’t sure what to do with them, so her shoulders lifted and she finally managed a wan smile. Her feelings on the former drama queen turned lounge-singing alpha wolf were barely ambivalent at this stage in their lives-- she wondered if Elizabeth was feeling sentimental or something. “I only heard good things. But if you’re sure, you should draw up a proposal. Can’t hurt to ask.” Vic had gotten a pretty sweet bonus from Bloodcare that way last year, since they were paying her male superiors quite a bit more than her anyway. It rankled but was pretty easily remedied. “It’ll get your mind off how lame everything is, or a reason to find a job where they’ll buy you whatever you like.” God, maybe a sugar daddy would be best? That’d always fascinated Vic.

[victoriaxhassan]

samuel--wise: 

She was cool about it, but Vic was cool about nearly everything, especially it seemed to Sam, anything he did. So it wasn’t quite as reassuring as it should’ve been. But he still grinned at her question. “I don’t, you know I don’t, in any sense of the word…” He leaned against the counter. “Eh, mostly check my phone for the time, I think… so yeah, put me down as old lady aunt? Or don’t,” he said with a chuckle. “Think I could live without that particular label. But whatever you find I’m sure I’ll like, you know I’m not…” He was gonna say picky, but that was slightly a lie. “You know what I like, anyway. Nothing too… much…” That was vague, maybe, but she’d get it.

Her smile shifted from encouraging to downright amused. “I know, I know. But one day you might. Spend a little more time with Cosmo than Noah, and some of it might rub off.” Sam really wasn’t what anyone but Vic would consider cool-- so  prudent  and even a little prickly sometimes, he was basically already forty years old with a mortgage and chronic back pain. But she understood his parameters just fine. ‘Too Much’ was definitely a threshold she could cross with no regard for others whatsoever. Which set off the line of dominoes in her mind that connected Doing the Most with Samuel Wise: Comic Geek Extraordinaire.  “You got it, babe,”she informed him, whipping her phone out. “In not gift-related news, have you heard that The Phantom Times is offering a dating service now? Lux is funny and we’re totally doing it.” We being herself and Sam, obviously. What else did they have to occupy their time?

[victoriaxhassan]

casperjn: 

It had been a few months since Casper saw her sister in the flesh - the latest time being Christmas when she went back to San Francisco for a few days. But living away from the family did good to her, especially away from Cassandra and Charmaine. She was reminded of them constantly, but no one in Castor knowing them helped a lot. She chuckled a little at that, “Thanks, Vic, again.”

Her dark eyes has just caught sight of the vampire when she felt the rap on her arm. Casper nodded discreetly in return, glancing off sideways a little to gauge their surroundings. Her eyes flit back to Vic and she motioned slightly with her head in the general direction of the couple as if to ask if they were to move now. 

Vic paused a second-- Castor was a mixed bag of intentions sometimes, and she had to gauge how aware the girl was that she was in the company of a vampire, whether or not the vamp in question was planning on draining the girl of blood... important distinctions to make before she ruined everyone’s night. She nodded finally, tucking the hand that had tapped Cas’s arm into the crook of her fellow hunter’s arm.  “Betcha she doesn’t know he’s a vamp,” she offered in a low tone as they started after the couple. “Ten bucks. People really are that dumb around here sometimes, though I guess that’s better than everyone being paranoid all the time.”

[victoriaxhassan]

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samuel--wise: 

Her reasoning sounded valid, he supposed—no reason her habits should completely change just because Cosmo wasn’t playing a major role in them any more… which made him sad, but it also wasn’t really his business. “Of course, I mean, you can come by whenever…” he began, but stopped abruptly when she caught him—from before. Quickly he dropped his hands—but it was way past any time when that would’ve worked. “I—I didn’t say I was—” He was pretty sure he hadn’t outright lied, just omitted. Which in most cases, he thought was just as bad a crime—but not when he was the one doing it. And he just hadn’t wanted her to think— “I do wear it! Like, all the time— It just came off in the shower or something, I guess—like, I didn’t take it off or anything. Plus, I always like whatever new replacement you give me, so…” Now he just felt guilty. Working at the Vault when she and Cosmo weren’t together, he felt extra aware of making sure Vic knew he was still her friend, not just Cosmo’s. This looked pretty crappy, in light of the breakup, even if it was just a bracelet.

Emotional turmoil broke out over Sam’s face, morphing his cute little accent into a cute little stutter and Vic remembered why she didn’t have dogs: she really lacked the ability to stay mad at such a sad face. And really, for all she knew he hadn’t noticed it was missing until she asked in the doorway. “I told you I’m too cool to make it a big deal, babe. Just worried I might get you the exact same thing like an old lady aunt, instead of an upgrade.” Maybe some kind of anti-tracking spell? But that’d bite her in the ass, no doubt. “How do you feel about watches, do you wear those? D’you flex, Sam?” Honestly, just about any watch would look huge on him, she just had to get the right look... realizing she was about three steps ahead of the actual conversation, Vic stopped, smiled, and waited for Sam to catch up.

[victoriaxhassan]

howlxforxme: 

Elizabeth couldn’t control the dry laugh that escaped her, emerald hues rolling a little. Leave it to Vic to allow her temper to get the best of her, while Elizabeth was the werewolf. So much for wolves being the hotheaded ones. “It’s respect. Simple as that. I’m just saying that if something had been done to the witches, vampires, even you guys, that it’s hard to believe you wouldn’t be upset.” And that they wouldn’t try to retaliate. Lifting a hand, she quickly waved off the others shaky excuse for an apology. “It’s fine.” No harm, no foul. “No, I completely get it. You guys barely have time to focus on yourselves let alone manage coming up with something as ignorant as this.” Pausing, she gives the dark-haired beauty a stiff smile. “I’d also like to think you’re a bit more creative than that.” Vic may certainly not be Elizabeth’s favorite person, but the girl wasn’t a fool. Intelligent and cunning in her own right. “If it’s an outside job, it’s everyone’s problem. I’d offer my assistance, but something tells me you’d never really take it.” Which was fine. “But if I found anything out, I’ll be sure to send word your way.”

Vic’s mouth twisted down as she chewed on the inside of her cheek. Some victories were small, and Elizabeth not diving headfirst into retaliation had to be seen as one. “Yeah okay. And thanks, I think,” she sighed finally as the werewolf smiled at her. She quit worrying at her cheek, though she didn’t smile back. “Out of the two of us, one tends to have a bit more bite where protecting what’s hers is concerned,” Vic offered, a little impressed that she managed to find a very polite turn of phrase for her past behavior so smoothly. “I’d appreciate it and uh, hope you get your piano.” Which was extremely awkwardly phrased because she had absolutely no idea how to talk about the costs of things. Vic knew she had no understanding of it, knew that made her an asshole. “Or trick Velvet into getting an upgrade, maybe. They really owe you if what I hear is true.” 

[murdock]

[gracewalsh]

murdock:

I still maintain that he kicked himself in the balls.