The Beast You Made of Me

With b l o o d y feet across the hallowed ground

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reed-light:

“Good idea.” Reed knew exactly what the blonde meant. He had been living here since 1866 and he still got lost some nights. Plus, there were some parts of town that basically made him crap his pants if he ever even stepped foot in them. “Tap is fine.” He said as he slid himself into a bar stool. “Again, I’m really sorry for keeping you so late.” Reed looked the girl up and down, thinking of how he could try and make it up to her. “Uh, m-maybe I could buy you a drink, too? It’s only fair, r-right?”

She nodded, reaching back for a glass without even having to look before pouring him a glass of the brand they sold the most of. They didn’t have anything fancy in their selection, but the regulars were never looking for that kind of thing anyways, so there was no point in changing things. She shrugged as her hand rested on the handle. “If I’m still at work, I might as well be doin’ somethin’” she said, setting the glass of beer down in front of him. She grinned when he offered to buy her one, mulling it over for a moment before shrugging, pouring herself a whiskey. “Don’t worry about buying it for me. My boss won’t notice one drink’s worth of alcohol going missing.”

[fruitytm]

“ listen… anytime is a good time to get drunk. ”

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Evangeline chuckled, topping off the woman’s drink. “Preachin’ to the choir, here. Can’t really judge and be in my job.”

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witoldiisms:

“Now that’s just reinforcing my promise to not stay long. There’s so much to do outside of a job. Who am I to keep you from that,” Leo questioned as he watched her prepare the bottle of synthetic blood. “I thought I had seen a ghost… but of all the things I’ve seen, I doubt a ghost will ever be counted amongst them.” Shaking his head as an answer to her question, he pursed his lips into a thin line for a moment before he spoke again. “Emily is- was my wife, to put it simply. The term downplays her a great deal, but I’ve learned to keep things short over the years. Not everyone cares to have me talk their ears off for hours on end.”

She shook her head. “There’s not much for me to get up to tonight. Really, take your time.” She wondered if she ought to have some grand sort of plans. Something substantial to do. But it was just another night of cleaning up, locking up, and going home. She knew she was consciously or unconsciously trying to avoid a whole host of people, but she certainly wasn’t dealing with that tonight. Her expression grew more drawn as he tried to briefly explain himself, but she offered another tentative smile. “Well, I guess I’m not everyone. I love have have my ear talked off for hours on end by someone talking about people they care about.” She turned around, grabbing the bottle and putting it in front of him. “I guess I like living vicariously through other people.”

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alasdairhq:

He quirked a brow at her uneasy posture, supposing that vampire humor didn’t transcend species. “That was a joke. I won’t bite you—that would be illegal,” he said, although he didn’t particularly give a damn about the American Vampire League or their laws. But regardless, he never killed anyone anymore. There were too many cameras and smartphones nowadays, and every vampire was one viral video away from meeting the true death. He listened to her ramble off the available options and assumed that ordering something would ease her nerves. It was clear that vampires were not her most common customers, but she was right. He did need to get a “bearing” on the town. “Oh? How can you tell? And AB-Positive, if you have it.” He pulled a twenty from his pocket and offered it to her, telling her to keep the change. “I need directions too. I’m looking for the Comeaux place. Big mansion, for sale? I was supposed to meet my realtor there an hour ago, but this town isn’t even on my GPS.”  

“Old habits die hard, or something like that, I guess.” She had known it was a joke. Maybe it’d be funny in a few years. Or if she knew him and wasn’t just some stranger coming into the nearly empty bar so late. She smirked a little bit. “I’ll check. And I’m a bartender in a small town. If I don’t know who everyone is, I don’t think I’d be doing my job that well.” She turned, rummaging through the bottles of the synthetic blood until she found the last bottle of AB-Positive. “You’re in luck.” She went through the motions of heating it up, leaning back on the bar as she slipped the money in her pocket to close out with the register later. “But really. If you’re lost, that means you’re new, because there’s not nearly enough places to go to get lost around here. But maybe I’m biased from being stuck here so long.” She nodded. “I know the place. It’s a little bit out of the way, even for around here.”

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i’m always fine

11/7/15

[eloisebrridgerton]

“I’d rather trust nine people and have the 10th one stab me in the back. I’d take that fall in order to have those nine friendships or working relationships instead of having none. That’s not living.”

[bcautifullyarchived]

Though he’d fully dedicated his life after high school to helping run the witchery, his mama shooed him off to “go be a normal young adult”, at least for today. It wasn’t really something Soren knew how to do but he decided that maybe spending it at the town library was a decent enough task. Fingers lightly brushing over a couple volumes on astrology and star charts, he felt his shoulder brush into someone. Taking a quick step back at the foreign presence he hadn’t noticed, his instinct made him try to say sorry, but it came out as more of a faint hiss. Dammit. He distanced himself well enough before giving a little bow.

Hopefully that was a good enough apology, he thought as he nibbled at his lower lip.

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Evangeline had put in a request for books over a week ago, but when she walked into the library to ask if it was ready yet, the librarians had decided that right then was the time to start pulling the books she had asked for. She decided to browse around while she waited, because it seemed like there were quite a few requests they needed to finish filling. She had wandered into the New Age section, ready to read horoscopes until kingdom come (or whenever the librarians finished). She looked up when someone bumped into her, smiling kindly, though her brows drew together slightly at the noise that came from him. “Sorry. Probably shouldn’t stand in the middle of these narrow aisles, but god help me if I remember where to put the book back if I don’t.”

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alasdairhq:

Alasdair allowed the bar door to swing shut behind him before the crisp night air could seep and billow into the room. The place was as dead as he was, but he had expected that—Bonnevue had about as much of a nightlife scene as any other backwoods country town. He was surprised, however, to find a wolf behind the counter. He approached the counter cautiously, unsure if he had found a friend or an enemy. “You’ll be glad to hear I just ate, then,” he said, a smirk ghosting on his lips. “I doubt you have what I want anyway, unless any of the staff are on the menu?”

She stiffened a little bit, forcing a smile to her lips at what she was truly hoping was a joke. She had her fill of being told what to think about vampires, but now that she was on her own, free to think for herself, she was trying to give them the benefit of the doubt. Still, this man was setting off her normal danger alarms. “Only got a lot of liquor, what’s left of the greasy food, and a couple bottles of Tru Blood. Which I’m guessing you’re not gonna bother with.” She leaned on the counter, taking a deep breath. She tried to get her expression to relax to a more natural smile. “So, is there any way I can help you, now that you know the options you’re workin’ with?” The more she spoke to him, the more she could feel a little more confident. “Or are you just tryin’ to get a bearing on the town? Because you’re definitely new around here.”

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- Were you in any cliques?

Does being in a pack count?

“I mean, I had my group of friends. I don’t think the lines of it all were as stark as they are in Mean Girls. I guess I was kinda a jock? I ran track for a year and it was fun, and I mostly stayed friends with everyone who stuck with it.”

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witoldiisms:

A part of him knew the woman behind the bar wasn’t really Emily. Not even reincarnation was believable in his view of the world. That didn’t stop the swell of disappointment in his chest from making itself known, but he kept himself in check. He didn’t much feel like causing a scene. The woman, Evangeline, she’d said her name was… everything about her, her smile, even her voice, really did seem like he was in the presence of his long since departed wife. Eventually, he broke his gaze, eyes cast downward briefly, taking a moment to compose himself properly before looking back up at Evangeline. A small, hesitant smile appeared on Leo’s face and he moved closer, taking a seat at the counter. “Thank you. I promise I won’t stay long. And I’m sorry about that. I was a bit caught off guard. You remind me of someone I once knew and  guess I just forgot where I was for a moment.”

She relaxed a little bit when he sat at the counter and even managed a smile. She walked over to where they kept the bottles of the synthetic blood. Where she had previously been in a rush to get out of there, seeing the look on his face, whatever had caused it, made her not want to shoo him out the door like she would have done with mostly anyone else. “Don’t worry about overstaying. Half the time it feels like I already live in this place for the amount of time I spend here.” She pursed her lips, grabbing a random bottle and crouching by the microwave they had precariously set up behind the bar. “Looked like you saw a ghost. Not that I’d blame you. There’s the chance for just about anything to happen these days.” She stood up once the microwave started going, grabbing a beer for herself and leaning against the bar. Her head tilted curiously. “Who were they? If you don’t mind my asking?”

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- What is the dumbest thing you have ever done to impress someone? Were they impressed or was it all for naught?

She sighed, covering her face with her hands. “I… So there was this German exchange student in my class, and I had the biggest crush on her. So I tried to teach myself German but, of course, I didn’t pay enough attention. So I ended up saying something nonsensical about going to the beach and I don’t think she was even the slightest bit into girls. So zero out of ten, do not recommend.”

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reed-light:

Reed rocked on his heels nervously as the blonde scrutinized him. Tru Blood was something he tended to stray away from, gathering his own selection, instead. “Tequila - ah. Well, I’m in the mood for whatever, so long as I can still walk home after.”

“So, I’ll keep you off the tequila shots. Got it. I know this stupid town like the back of my hand, and I’ve still managed to get lost wandering back after a few too many shots.” She never really worried about getting hurt, since she was one of the more scary things out there. She mostly just regretted every moment away from her bed. But now she figured she, too, ought to be more careful, knowing there was a whole lot more creatures to be worried about in town these days. “Last question, I promise. Can or bottle or tap for beer? Figure that won’t mess you up too much to head home.”

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- What kind of flavors do you prefer: Sweet, Sour, Bitter, Spicy, Dry, or Umami (savory meat taste)?

“Oh, sour. Definitely sour. You know that sour watermelon candy stuff? I never get tired of those. I always sneak a bag of those in when I go to the movies. And I think nearly anything is improved with a little lime juice: drinks or food.”

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Interview the Muse

- What is your Full name? Include any maiden names, aliases, or nicknames.

- When is your birthday? Do you know where you were born and at what time?

- What is your star sign? Do you know your Chinese Zodiac too?

- What is your earliest memory that you can remember?

- Where was your childhood home? Was it more urban or rural?

- How was your childhood in general? Did your parents treat you well? Did you have a lot of friends?

- How was/is school? What is your favorite and least favorite subjects? What were your grades on average?

- Did you have a best friend growing up? What was their name? Are you still in touch?

- Were you in any cliques?

- Best childhood memory you can recall?

- Worst childhood memory you can recall?

- Name an event in your childhood that has shaped you into the person you are today

- What is the dumbest thing you have ever done to impress someone? Were they impressed or was it all for naught?

- Did you ever have any sweethearts or lovers? Do you have a boy/girlfriend?

- Are you a virgin?

- Do you ever plan on getting married in your life? Do you want kids?

- Would you rather have your own kids or adopt? How many kids would you want?

- Do you think you'd be a protective parent or a relaxed parent?

- How would you prefer to pass away? Surrounded by loved ones and at peace, or while doing something heroic?

- Generally, how healthy are you? Do you get sick or injured easily or are you fit?

- Have you ever been badly injured before?

- What is the worst injury you have ever gotten? What was it and how did it happen? Were you ever close to death?

- How many times have you been to the hospital/doctor's?

- Have you ever had a concussion or brain injury? Have you ever had amnesia?

- What was the worst illness you ever contacted? Do you know what it was? How long were you sick?

- Ever had any extended hospital stays? What for?

- Have you ever had to give yourself or someone else emergency first aid? What happened?

- Are you employed? Where do you work and who do you work for? What do you do?

- Are you happy with your current job?

- Did you have any previous jobs? What were they and what did you do?

- Most dangerous thing you have ever done?

- Do you consider yourself a more active person or a more relaxed person?

- What is your dream come true? How about your worst nightmare?

- What is the biggest and most important goal you have set for yourself?

- How persistent would you say you are? How much does it take to get you to give up on a task?

- Would you surrender yourself to your enemies or fight to the very end?

- When do you usually do your shopping? What is currently on your shopping list?

- Top three things on your wishlist?

- Currently, what is something you want but do not need?

- Do you like shopping? What is your favorite thing to shop for?

- What is the most expensive thing you have purchased? Was it worth it?

- What would you do if you were suddenly given one billion dollars out of the blue?

- What would you describe your style of clothing as?

- Do you have any hobbies? Name all of them if you can.

- Do you like and appreciate art? What is your favorite piece of artwork?

- Do you like music? What is your favorite style of music?

- Have you ever seen any musicals? What is your favorite?

- What are your top three favorite animals? What would you say your "Patronus" or "Spirit Animal" is?

- What are your top three favorite colors?

- What is your favorite season? Do you prefer hotter or colder weather? Do you like snow at all?

- What kind of flavors do you prefer: Sweet, Sour, Bitter, Spicy, Dry, or Umami (savory meat taste)?

- Can you cook at all?

- What is your favorite dish? Can you prepare it? Do you have the recipe handy?

- What is your favorite fruit and vegetable?

- What is your favorite dessert? What is your favorite type of candy/treat?

- What is the best thing you have ever had the opportunity to eat? What is the worst?

- Do you like to drink tea or coffee? Any favorite flavors?

- Describe your sense of humor.

- What is one thing you are justly proud of?

- Do you have any religious beliefs? If not, have you ever been to a church service?

- What would you say is the worst thing someone has done to you? What is the meanest thing someone has ever said to you?

- What is the worst thing you have done to someone? What is the meanest thing you have said to anyone?

- Share the latest entry in your diary/journal.

- What is the most precious thing you own? Is it valuable at all?

- Talk about someone you know. It can be someone you either like or dislike.

- FREE QUESTION

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reed-light:

Reed had just wanted a quick drink before he went back home, where he was most likely going to have to take care of a drunk Saph. The amount of nights he had spent trying to get her down off the furniture as she tried to jump from one to another, he couldn’t count. As soon as the bartender to hurry up, Reed’s anxious side took over. Oh, how he loathed being put in the spotlight like that. “Oh, shit… I’m sorry. Uh, I’ll just take whatever you recommend.”

She grinned, putting her hand on her hip. “You’re really giving me free reign to recommend you something? I can recommend you something for just about any kind of mood you’re in. The only thing I can’t give a sound recommendation on is Tru Blood.  So, what kind of mood are ya in? Liquor, beer...” She squinted her eyes, trying to size him up to figure out if he’d drink wine. She decided to throw in the option anyways. “Wine?” She couldn’t quite put a finger on his smell, but maybe that just came from living in Bonnevue too long and never getting out. “Personally, I’m a tequila girl, but I know that’s not everyone’s favorite.”

[mvneatcr]

Even though she’s in the pit of her upmost despair, Marceline is able to keep up with appearances. She looks like she should be strutting the New York City streets, with her cellphone up to her ear, chattering about nothings while having a hot latte in the other. Yet, she’s not. Instead, she’s sitting in some rinky dink bar in the some small town she’s trying to forget the name of. She used to like going to bars, it used to be a sort of happy place for her. But ever since her transition, not so much. She’s sitting there with a bottle of True Blood before her, that she’s barely taken a sip out of. It’s just not as good as the real stuff, she’s learned. As she senses some one approach her, Marceline turns. ❝It’s open,❞ she tells them, ❝No one’s sitting there.❞

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She smiles at the woman offering her the seat, but she just shakes her head, tossing her bag over the bar before walking to the corner, ducking under the piece of the bar that hinges up, rather than going through the process of lifting it and shutting it carefully. She nodded to the other bartender, who had called her in early so she could go home and take care of her kids. “Wish I could sit a spell with you, but I’m a lot more useful on this side.” She leaned forward, resting her elbows on the bar next to the vampire. “Still, I can hang around here if you need a bit of conversation.” She glanced at the barely touched bottle. “Or if you want a new bottle or reheat.”

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He doesn’t usually make house calls, but there’s something about the unexpected that is such a delectable to the wolf. As he reaches the porch, Calder places rhythmic three knocks upon the door, as he whistles ever so contently. When the door opens, he greets them with a ❝What? Were you not expecting me?❞

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Evangeline’s eyes went wide and she was tempted to just slam the door shut on his face. But she knew better than to make him angry when her situation was already tedious enough. “Can’t say I was. Don’t really know what kind of business you have with me anymore.” She had to consciously think about not squeezing her cheap front door too tightly.