hello! random update after months of silence:

just a quick apology for being so absent lately. election fatigue took me out for days and work/holidays took me out for others. i’m still around, albeit sluggishly slow, but i haven’t disappeared into the stratosphere. i promise!

southerncomfortoutlaw​  :  CER

darkesthowl  :  CAL

𝐇𝐈𝐒  𝐌𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒  𝐓𝐎𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐒  𝐇𝐄𝐑  brought an instant smile to her face.  It wasn’t long ago that he couldn’t seem to disconnect from the ghosts that haunted him from his time in the field.  Things might not have been back to normal, especially with a young child that wasn’t their own currently playing a precocious blanket guest, but at least it felt as if they were moving forward, It felt like progress. “If you think this is chaos, just wait until you struggle with getting your mini version down for the count tonight. He’s been fighting snooze for the past few weeks and I think it’s your turn to see it for your self.”  Shifting the focus, even for a brief reprieve, made her feel lighter and the added weight of his head on her shoulder was the only thing that kept her from floating away. Fingernails lightly dragged paths along the nape of his neck, closing her eyes briefly before the two were joined. “We’ll figure it out, I promise, but we wouldn’t leave here without our boy. I have a feeling his parents will be the same.”

Until that time came, Hayley would try to keep him calm, encouraging Junior to share with his latest friend, but only after gaining a share herself thanks to Cal’s suggestion. She chewed on it enthusiastically before watching him walk off to do the same with the little boy who seemed to be looking for his parents as well. The poor guy must have been a little scared. “You think it might be time to consider giving our son a sibling...?” The words left her mouth before she fully thought them over. They had experienced loss already when her last pregnancy ended in heartache, but seeing their son with another kid made her wonder how different things might be with another addition. It was a thought she should have kept to herself for a bit longer. At least until after a pair of panicked adults stepped into view of them, the little boy instantly perking up to the sound of his name being called and running off towards them.

wclfgirl​:

OH HOW NAIVE AND HOPEFUL I WAS IN 2016!  now i’m all fuck that noise, fuck the establishment, fuck a government that would not keep this man in check for four years, fuck every person that would vote in consideration of their personal gain rather than the well-being of a country, fuck every supporter that believes in him, fuck every person who thinks he should be left unleashed, and fuck any person who — after ALL the lost experienced in this year ALONE— believes that another four years is what this man deserves. do i still believe in the good of people? yeah, i do. i’ve seen it through the peaceful protests held for my dead brethren and the medical staff that keep trying to curtail such a vicious disease, but that light has also pierced through some of the shadows that show a broken system that seems irrevocably beyond repair. how can you fix anything when the people in power and seats see nothing wrong with what they’re doing? with what they’re putting others through? DO I HOLD HATE IN MY HEART? no, i don’t. i hold anger and sadness in there because i will never know what it feels like to have trust in political officials. that they have accountability to answer to those who voted for them and prove wrong those who didn’t. i’m tired. i’m pissed. i’m so over 2020.

darkesthowl  :  CAL

𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆  𝐇𝐈𝐌  𝐀  𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊  he knew all too well at his comedic timing, she rolled her eyes with a snicker under her breath.  “ As will you if you keep it up. ”  She had comedic chops herself, smiling up kindly at him before offering a quick wink. He wouldn’t get the worst of it this go around. Swiping away the small boy’s tears, she grinned when their son mimicked her actions and began to talk to each other in a way only kids could. Hands rested on her knees as she straightened up, shaking her head to the idea of them taking a kid home with them while her eyes scanned the park.  “ I doubt that would be a good idea, especially if his mom or dad are looking for him. Just imagine if someone had come across little Cal before us. ”  No, taking him home would give his parents a heart attack in an instance. Her smile widened at the sight of Cal lowered down near the two, seeing the little nod of both their heads with the mention of hunger.  “ Guess it’s a good thing I packed extra. ”

Leading them all away from the fray, she settled down near a tree that cast a nice shadow over the ground and opened the bag she brought with food inside. A little container of fruit for their son and his newest friend to share together was set between them. She held another up to Cal when he neared, nodding to the empty spot near her. “ It wouldn’t be a fun day out without a little bit of chaos. We met thanks to chaos, you know? It’s bound to follow us wherever we go too. ”

skullbrand  :  FRANK

𝐈𝐅  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓  𝐀𝐍𝐃  only justification he had was playing bodyguard over a pack, then she’d accept the reasoning.  in his time there, he helped the pack with better tactics in approaching an enemy.  they learned how to better maneuver around their surroundings, using it to their advantage.  despite their loss, they had also grown stronger as a unit.  that wasn’t the sole reasoning behind wanting him to stay though.  it was an added incentive, but not the mediating factor.  it even went beyond andrea seeing him as an extension of the pack. it felt as if he were in just as much need of them as they were of him. “ good choice. i would hate to have to twist your arm any further to get my way. ”  he needed the calm from the calamity.  a bit of a reprieve.  and honestly?  a small slice of what a it was like to have a home.  “ now that that’s all settled— how about that drink i owe you? ”

darkesthowl  :  CAL

𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑  𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆  𝐓𝐎𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑  𝐖𝐀𝐒  meant as a way to escape the confines of home.  She thought it would give him the reprieve he needed, while also giving their son a way to exert the boundless energy he had in his tiny body. She couldn’t imagine that so many other families would have the same thought in mind, or worst, that she would lose their son in the fray of bodies. Instincts dictated her movements, stepping away from his side in an effort to lay eyes on tiny Cal. By the time she caught up to him, laughing at the way he spotted her and ran off with a trail of giggles left in his wake, she would return to find a young boy staring up at her much taller husband. Balancing their son on her hip, she watched as Cal looked around for the child’s parent, looking caught off guard in the attempt.

She moved closer to the pair, setting Cal down to play with a new comrade as Hayley scanned the area for any sight of a frantic parent. None were in immediate sight. “Think we should keep him company for awhile? Or is this a lot... I know it’s not the quiet afternoon we had in mind.” There was still a picnic packed and waiting. They could easily find a spot away from the fray to seek that calm day they were hopeful for.

southerncomfortoutlaw  :  CER

skullbrand  :  FRANK

𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐇—  𝐇𝐄  𝐇𝐀𝐃  𝐇𝐄𝐑  read to rights about that much.  it wasn’t necessarily by choice that the wolves lived and reigned in the bayou.  it simply wasn’t worth the war that would come should they fight against those circumstances, despite the desire some within the pack held.  she knew that the second they gained even an ounce of new orleans, that someone or something would come out of the shadows to snatch it right back. hell, they could barely sustain in the bayou without someone trying to destroy it.  “doesn’t mean you shouldn’t have somewhere though.”  she said, almost to herself after they managed to reach the outlining area of the bayou.  “look, it goes without saying, but i’ll say it anyway. you’ve got a place here when you need it.  whether it’s to kick your feet up or to hide out from whoever want’s to blow shit up.  it’s not much.  it might not even be home for you, but it is a safe haven when the time comes, alright?”

fcmilysacrificed  :  FREYA

𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆  𝐀𝐍  𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐑  𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑  than the questions that followed the initial statement, Hayley really had to give it up to the Mikaelson clan: paranoia was genetic.  “Of everyone in this city, do you really think Vincent would be the first to plot some elaborate trap? His would be straight to the point. I doubt he’s playing some long con,” especially after assisting in all the ways he had. If there was anyone who wanted peace, it was Vincent and something told her that Freya knew as much too.  “What’s keeping you from taking it on? Granted, you might not win many brownie points for what happened with Davina, but that’s been remedied now.” The city now knew what peace and cohabitation was like. Yes, there were a few power struggles along the way, but this was the closest to peace that they would ever find as a city filled with supernatural creatures. On top of that, Freya had plenty to give as a leader. A firm hand. An encyclopedia of knowledge. Powers that couldn’t be easily tampered.  Why wouldn’t she consider it?  “Are you afraid of setting more roots down or something? This place has become your home and I would think that’s something you’ve wanted for awhile now. It could give you just the outlet you need too. Resources. A coven of sorts. After all, I’m sure those witches would understand a lot more than this hybrid wolf would. Why are you hesitant?”

skullbrand  :  FRANK

𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐌𝐀𝐍  𝐃𝐈𝐃  𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄  a home.  one that he never spoke of, at least not with an ounce of warmth behind the word.  home was her pack.  the people she would lay her life down for were all she needed in terms of a home, leaving her to wonder what the term meant for him.  it seemed like a topic best prodded with a very light touch rather than a heavy hand.  sadly, she had yet to learn that subtle art form enough to perfect it.  “ sounds plausible enough.  just not for you.  do you have somewhere or something that really feels like home for you?  the whole  kick my feet up and just take some me time kind of place?  or kind of people? ”  or was that too personal to ask someone she barely knew, yet had shared her own major secrets with?  probably a bit…

southerncomfortoutlaw  :  HANDYMAN

deathtake  :  MAMA CAT

𝐊𝐄𝐄𝐍‚  𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐆  𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒  𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃  see the obvious unease her guardian felt from the water.  That alone was enough for her not to splash her too often outside of the incidental ones caused by her movements.  Staying afloat and close by, she couldn’t stop wondering how someone she viewed as stronger than any human could ever be, was so petrified by an element like water.  It wasn’t something she wanted to talk about.  Had she, Amelia would have simply told her long ago.  To ask her would mean drudging up something she didn’t want to tell her— or worst— Amelia lying to placate the young girl.  Biting back the idea of speaking on it, she pulled herself up to take up the empty space beside her.

“ You know what’s really good after swimming?  Junk food!  Can we go find funnel cakes or something?  We can have more fun eating that than sitting here. ”