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troythecatfish · 4 months
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devilsmenu · 23 days
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@ofsvnlightt - Kono & Jester
"It's frustrating because even if put all of the murders on jail they won't be locked up locked up forever or a long time. I know people don't really die here but they can still get murder. As a cop it's so unfair that the murderers get out unpunished" Kono said with a heavy sigh. "Sorry, I didn't want to pour out everything on you".
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werewolfroman · 1 year
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LOCATION: BJ Burgers. WHO: @bashbaudelaire
Since being in the military, Roman had a habit of showing up a minimum of fifteen minutes early to any engagement he had.  Even when he went to work, he was always early and often just listened to music in his truck before heading inside the auto shop.  As he arrived, the server quickly recognized him and greeted him before taking him back to one of the back booths, which he preferred.  With his back against the wall and his eyes scanning the place for potential threats, he made mental notes where the exits were even though he came here a lot and already knew the landscape of the place.
It was no surprise Bastien was running late, Roman looked down at his phone and no message just five minutes after their agreed upon time.  Eventually, he saw his baby brother walk through the doors and it brought a smile upon his face.  Since he could remember, Bastien was one of his favorite people in the entire world.  All during their childhoods, Roman made it his mission to protect and watch over his younger brother.  Even now, he still had this strong sense of protecting the man.  “Well don’t be a little shit, come give your brother a hug.”  It was not often when Roman displayed physical affection towards a man, but he did when it came to Bash.  “Fuck, how have you been?  And why the hell has it taken this long since you got out of the joint to see me?”
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tony-baxter · 2 years
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LOCATION: Celine’s House WHO: @celinecerberus​
Earlier that day, Tony ran into Celine at the store and the two had a friendly casual conversation.  One thing stuck in his mind though, she needed some handiwork help around the house.  The young man felt terrible, she was such a nice lady and had a hard time with her ex-husband being in prison.  Plus his heart went out to her and her two kids.  Unable to get her off his mind, he decided to take it upon himself to lend a helping hand, which led to him ‘borrowing’ his brother’s toolbox without permission.  Outside her front door shirtless (because every video he’s seen with a man going to a MILF’s house started the same exact way), Tony rang the doorbell and leaned and he flashed a smile when the door opened enough to see her on the other side.  “You needed someone to look at those pipes?”
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micah-weber · 2 years
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Place: Opulence Hospital Emergency Room With: @elora-opulence​
Micah stood outside the door to her room with his fingers clenched firmly around the spell jar he’d made with J.C. in the waiting lobby, worrying the inside of his cheek with his tongue and teeth. Per hospital policy, visitors were meant to only be for family members but Elora didn’t have any family in town, she’d left them all in France and so he’d lied to the nurse and said he was her brother. The nurse had given him a very skeptical look for obvious reasons but allowed him to go through, no actual evidence that he had been lying about their relationship so now he was here, outside of her room, building up the courage to walk inside and see how she was. 
Jean-Claude had been sparse with his details on how she was, no doubt wanting to spare Micah from the truth but how she looked meant little. He couldn’t let her be alone. He pushed open the door and stepped inside, immediately greeted by electronic beeping and whirring. The last time he’d been in a hospital room like this was after the car accident that ended his little sister’s life and sent him to prison for four years. The anxiety of that memory played at the forefront of his mind as he approached the side of the bed where Elora would lie and he would attempt to offer her a small smile meant to be reassuring, “Hey,” he promptly toed over a chair, pulled up beside the bed and sat down, elbows resting against the soft mattress side as he raised up the spell jar within his hands, “Made you a get well soon charm.”
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alejandro-flores · 2 years
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Since his encounter with Celine, Alejandro had been watching his family for the last few days from afar.  There still was a lot to gather information wise.  Those who were in his ex-wife’s life and those she allowed around their sons.  One person stood out in particular, a thin, pale,  sickly looking kid.  What, was she doing something nice for the guy before he croaked?  Alejandro rather not think about what dreams she might be making true.  As he stood from a distance in his dark hoodie, he watched as the other man stepped outside with his children and a baby.  Only more suspicions arose seeing the baby strapped to the man.
Alejandro stayed back, a cigarette hanging between his lips…a habit he picked up in the joint.  Cigarettes were a form of money and Alejandro had cartons of them as he set his place in the animal kingdom that is prison and he was an alpha on top.  He followed them, making sure he stayed several feet back so as not to draw attention to himself.  Eventually, they ended up at a playground and the boys rushed towards the jungle gym, Blaze using the monkey bars and his youngest who barely knew him rushed up the stairs to get a turn on the slide.  If he weren’t fueled with rage there would have been a moment of pause to take in the scene and treasure it.
Instead, he settled down next to the thin skeleton man on the bench with the baby.  “Nice baby you got there,” he stated, his eyes looking down at the little girl.  “Those your boys out there playing?”  He inquired, curious as to how the man would respond to his line of questioning. @marsdenlee​
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papermccn · 2 years
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closed starter for @softsliders19​ 
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the last person kim ever thought she'd see is jimmy, he was sentenced to a life sentence in prison.. she remembered that day as if it happened yesterday, she attempted to move on and create a new life; she moved to Florida, working a boring office job.. though still she missed what she had, even if it wasn't healthy, she loved him and that kind of love would never die down.. no, in fact it stuck with her in the back of her mind; she'd continue to move on.. having their final goodbye stuck with her always.. but  the new life she created for herself suddenly went up and vanished; now she found herself randomly in Washington DC; with no explanation.. and no job, it was like a forced fresh start, one she didn't quite want.. but it did get her away from the makeshift start she had in florida; the one where she played the role of a woman who liked living in  suburbia ; it felt so unfitting, but she guessed that’s what made it perfect.. now here she stood in front of the man whom her heart belonged to, despite their troubled past her heart still resided with him.. at least her true heart, she had a thousand questions to ask, though she didn’t doubt if he somehow weaseled his way out of such a harsh sentence, he was skilled at the law just as much as she was..though with that knowledge it also made doubt strong, he made one hell of a  confession; one that got you in prison and made sure you stayed there.. she only had to guess he somehow appeared here too, she worried if the law was after him; thinking he escaped.. was his face all over the news? was there a manhunt? all these worries, but her mind managed to let those fade as eyes focused on him.. a mug she missed so dearly, “Jimmy?” the blonde managed to call out, tears welling up in her eyes.. embarrassingly clear as day, but that didn’t matter.. most of the time the world felt faded when he was around her, “-but how? you got eighty something years..” she talked in a soft tone not wanting to alert any bystanders, as she walked closer to him; wanting to take his hands in hers.. “-this doesn’t make sense..” those tears kept falling; as her expression couldn’t conceal the mix of emotions she felt seeing him.. 
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fenrirswood-hq · 5 months
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meet NOLAN KEENE.
Hey, isn’t that NOLAN KEENE. I thought they went away for the summer? Did you hear they might be a WEREWOLF, and have a connection to SLOUGH PACK? What I do know for certain is that they’re 37, and they’re DETERMINED and ABRASIVE. They’re originally from FENRIRSWOOD, and have been back to FENRIRSWOOD for FIVE YEARS living in FORK’S ROAD. I wonder if they still work at WIN GARAGE as a MECHANIC. Best if they stay safe for now.
Born and raised in Fenrirs Wood, Nolan was always a vicious kid. Hands full of blood and soil, and knees grazed in the dirt. An uncontrollable temper, the boy never quite knew how to keep just words to himself. Nolan’s father would teach him to hunt when he could hold a gun. While he would prefer fists and antagonised violence over a trophy at the end of the day, he’d still enjoy his time in the forests that backed onto their house. He’d start spending more and more of his free time out there, staring up to birds scattering in the trees, it became easy to pretend he’s in a grave when no one else was around.
It was the same year his father dies that Nolan got bitten, running around in the woods with his gun brandished as if he was chasing something. Really it was just fun to point and chase. Maybe the rumours made him wonder if there was something human beneath all of it. He knew he was never going to shoot, he was only ever good at antagonising. 
His father died due to a ‘hunting accident’, at least that’s what the authorities ended up labelling it as. But gossip would still stain the family name. Nolan Keene’s name.
Restless teen, got in with the wrong crowd. Maybe he was the wrong crowd. Hard to tell which way around that was. Young, dumb, reckless, the ripe age of twenty-one when Nolan was already a trouble to the pack. Fenrir pack might have turned him, they might have been the ones that took him in, but he was nothing more than sharp teeth and a hot head. They’d end up kicking him out after years of trouble, nothing engrained his resentment more than that betrayal of abandoning him. That was when he’d join Slough. When he found out his mother was being evicted from her home. He helps the only way he knows how- by putting himself on the line.
He travels a couple states, robs a few banks. The third one too many things went wrong in the lead up and well, he got caught. His mother moved from Fenrirs Wood anyway.
Nolan serves nine years in prison, the council of Fenrirs Wood is concerned what a werewolf being locked up might do to their secret. For the sake of the town, they do what they can to keep Nolan’s shifts at bay while he’s away. They put a curse on him the day he goes in, unable to shift into his werewolf form but it’s still there inside him. Every part of him only grew to ache and more restlessness. He has been back in Fenrirs Wood for the last five years. Got a job at the mechanics, and is only more restless than the day he left. 
Played by Chester. Portrayed by Ricky Whittle.
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forafcrtnight · 5 months
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SHE HAD BEEN THE ONLY PERSON THAT HE HADN'T WANTED TO SEE. was that for.. the reasons that everyone else might have been expecting? no. no, because he hadn't never wanted her to actually have to see this side of him or to think of him like this and for once? for once, it hadn't been him to do it and oh, he was mad. whenever he caught whoever it was that had framed him for this? THEY WOULD ACTUALLY BE THE MURDER THAT HE COMMITTED HIMSELF, THAT WAS FOR SURE. WITHOUT A SINGLE DOUBT. when he saw her, finn looked down, actually feeling.. ashamed? had he really grown to care for her? had he? "hailey.. i didn't do this.. come now. you know me. i would never hurt anyone -- let alone someone who was so emotionally fragile and.. surely, this was a mistake. the police will see it. please tell me that you do too?" @xtinyslip
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vuulpecula · 9 months
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✖ @sxbaist inquired: i'm not above violence.
preacher's daughter ( 2022 ) ethel cain sentence meme | heck yes accepting
Levi's words were met with a flat, bored stare by the man who lounged at the table as if he owned the whole building. "And you believe that I am," he questioned back, grinning. His eyes, once vacant, changed. There was excitement gleaming behind the brown hues, shining in the way a prison inmate's might after gleefully murdering his cellmate.
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"Why all this talk of violence? I have done nothing wrong." It might have been funny, if he did not genuinely believe that. Laws meant nothing to Fane, why would the unspoken ones of humanity matter either? He did what he wanted, when he wanted, how he wanted. If the whim came to him, he granted it.
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i-trust-in-love · 10 months
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Coop was relieved but obviously cautious and hesitant to get too close to his daughter Parker when he sees her again. The last he remembered of her was that she was out for blood that Valentine's day night. "I'm glad to see you are doing alright and not in jail. That's good. Am I safe to assume that means you didn't find your target that night?" While he once again had no idea the young woman before him was his beloved child, he still felt the pull to be there and help. Though since Parker and Coop had talked since then, accompanied by tears and hugs, his words had the potential to confuse her. @infcinity
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intersectionalpraxis · 3 months
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Israel went to Jenin today, in the West Bank, and kidnapped this 7 year old girl from her family. They do these things often but we rarely catch them on film [@/Carl0s_Vela on X.]:
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devilsmenu · 11 months
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@purelybilateral - Rafael & Anyone
"Sleep. It's all right. I'll keep watch" Rafe told the other with a nod. "It seems all the muderders are on jail but you'll never know in this city" it was still weird that his father is one of the murderers but he still could help people.
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b4rredteeth · 1 year
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benny: citizenship & bravery
CITIZENSHIP– Do they prefer to look out for themselves or be part of a community? Are they willing to work with others fairly to reach a shared goal?
"Look out for myself, obviously, don't care for the fucking community and it never cared for me either. Let them burn, I'd say."
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BRAVERY– What kinds of risks do they take? What are they willing to risk to help a stranger? Do they consider the cost-benefit of a risk?
"I risk jail every day, probably my life every other. You know how it is, living at the fringes. And I ain't risking anything for a fucking stranger, no stranger is worth the risk, unless if helping that stranger gets more money flowing into my pocket, then I'd gladly risk face or something.
Yeah, that's kind of how I kept standing."
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micah-weber · 1 year
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What is it about Opulence that made you come here and makes you want to stay?
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"Uh... well, I was born here. I guess if you mean, why did I come back after prison the answer is because it's all I've ever known. Opulence doesn't technically exist out there, made it real complicated during the whole legal proceedings, it's why I got sentenced, they made me out to be some criminal mastermind that escaped the system. I'm staying here because again, my whole life is here. If I go anywhere else I'd need to get a GED since my high school diploma won't be recognized. I'd need to start university all over again, pretty much start from nothing. Here, at least I've got something and people who I care about."
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alejandro-flores · 2 years
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Eight years, eight years and some change with hardly seeing a woman in prison.  At first, Celine came here and there with the boys.  However, it got too rough on the kids to where it was just her infrequent trips that he looked forward to, something that kept him connected.  And then Celine after a little over two years had divorced papers delivered and then there was no wife left to visit.  Occasionally, his family outside the one he created with Celine would try to visit, but he denied their requests.  He didn’t want them to see him locked up and through a window.
It was how he ended up here at Supernaturals just a few days after his release.  The man had needs after all, it has been over eight years.  The place changed a bit, the floor was different and apparently the club was under new management.  A woman was running the place from what he gathered as he walked through the strip club admiring several of the dancers, his tongue peaking out between his lips and wetting his upper lip as he watched one ease down, her body moving to the beats of the song.  Alejandro sucked in a breath through his teeth, just amazed by all the women in their skimpy outfits.
Someone in particular stuck out, she was not exactly his type but that was the whole point.  Right now, he wanted to get his mind off Celine and someone that had softer features.  The man’s eyes gravitated to her body, the way her body swayed and her hair draping down passed her shoulders.  As he made his way to the stage, he fell in trance with the beautiful creature not once taking his eyes off her.  Once the set was over, Alejandro requested a private dance from the woman in hopes of keeping the show going. @violet-lamerton​
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