does the deer forgive the wolf?

Hey y’all. This is my unofficial post to say that I’m temporarily(?) moving Sookie to my multi muse @untilthcyrot .

I’ve been having a hard time keeping up with my activity across my blogs and I would just feel a lot better if I moved her to my multi so I can give all of my muses the attention they deserve without feeling like I’m abandoning anyone. If you already follow me there, great! If you don’t - hey, that’s where I am and the more the merrier. If you don’t want to follow me over there I totally understand. But I do hope to see you there and I’m sorry if I’ve been letting anyone down. I know I’ve let myself down. 💜

Hey y’all. This is my unofficial post to say that I’m temporarily(?) moving Sookie to my multi muse @untilthcyrot .

I’ve been having a hard time keeping up with my activity across my blogs and I would just feel a lot better if I moved her to my multi so I can give all of my muses the attention they deserve without feeling like I’m abandoning anyone. If you already follow me there, great! If you don’t - hey, that’s where I am and the more the merrier. If you don’t want to follow me over there I totally understand. But I do hope to see you there and I’m sorry if I’ve been letting anyone down. I know I’ve let myself down. 💜

Hey y’all. This is my unofficial post to say that I’m temporarily(?) moving Sookie to my multi muse @untilthcyrot .

I’ve been having a hard time keeping up with my activity across my blogs and I would just feel a lot better if I moved her to my multi so I can give all of my muses the attention they deserve without feeling like I’m abandoning anyone. If you already follow me there, great! If you don’t - hey, that’s where I am and the more the merrier. If you don’t want to follow me over there I totally understand. But I do hope to see you there and I’m sorry if I’ve been letting anyone down. I know I’ve let myself down. 💜

❝  oh  i'm  sorry  sweetie,  i'll  think  of  calling  it  something  else,  maybe  going  out  to  get  a  happy  meal.  ❞  he  shrugged,  but  he  deduced  that  maybe  she  wasn't  feeling  bad  about  the  murder  part.  ❝  are  you  upset  that  i  won't  feed  off  you  ?  ❞

❝ A happy meal? For real? ❞ Sookie mostly uttered this to herself. He reminded her of how Eric used to act when they first met, pretending that he cared so little for human life and that only their blood mattered to him. Her lips parted in shock and awe, stammering out her words next. ❝ No, I don't want you to feed on me! Do I look like a happy meal to you? I'll answer that for you. NO. ❞

Piper was clearly ill, extremely ill because if she wasn't her response would have been snarky instead of a soft truth. "If you were sick he would come in." She clarified. It was true. Lafayette loved Sookie. He probaby wasn't so keen on Piper after the way she had turned the kitchen in Merlottes into....well an actual kitchen. She sighed though and nodded. "If you ask him maybe he'll say yes and if he does I'll watch some big city girl give up a six figure salary to come back to her hometown and open up a seasonal and in no way profitable apple cider donut store."

❝ Come on now. Lafayette's a team player. He's not gonna pick favorites. ❞ Even Sookie slightly doubted her own words. Sure he could be a team player . . . when he wanted to and with a small price to pay, even if it was just an IOU. She smiled at Piper's sudden optimism, even if it was sarcastic optimism. She still smiled at her friend and plucked her cell phone out of her back pocket. ❝ That's the spirit. I can hear the cheesy dialogue already! ❞

────── "it's rather easy to become a vampire in these times, if you ever consider transitioning". Rebekah smirked offering an eternal solution to the problem. Minimises threats to life and prolongs existence, people who chose to be vampires really did have it all.

"but if you'd rather stay as you are, perhaps a more mundane life style is in order - if you can't handle the thrill of the hunt".

❝ As flattering as that offer is, I really don't mind my mortality all that much. ❞ Had Sookie ever thought about what it would be like to be a vampire? Of course she did. She was sure every human had thought about it at least once, whether they liked vampires or not. She'd thought about it back when she was dating Bill and even though she had love for him, she still didn't want to turn into one just to be with him. ❝ I've got enough on my plate just being me, Rebekah, vampire or no vampires in my life. Trust me, I've prayed for a normal life. It hasn't happened yet. I'm startin' to accept it never will. ❞

there are a few ways to take her confession. he doesn't press for specifics, of course. though, judging by the route of their conversation, he assumes that she hadn't been willing for the attack.

❝ ah, but you're still standing. should the vampire have feared you? ❞

there's no ill-will here, really. while her blood might be particularly tempting, he doesn't consider himself controlled by hunger. there's pity for those that are — vampires who's hunger was practically never-ending and unyielding. but despite the fact that she'd been on the wrong end of a vampire's fangs, she doesn't seem at all alarmed by his presence or unsettled near him. it's curious, but frankly, he isn't looking for her fear either. to her question, he gives a small shrug — he's a vampire so he's sure his age isn't too remarkable. though, not all lasted near as long as he had.

❝ i'm 514 years old. ❞

A hint of a proud smirk barely made its appearance before she forced herself to suppress it. Just because she lived to tell the tales of how she had survived being eaten by vampires didn't mean that she was some big badass. That being said, there had been times when Bill or Eric hadn't been there to come to save her and she'd handled herself just fine. It made her feel like she wasn't always a damsel in distress. She hated that feeling of not being able to take care of herself and some knight in shining armor coming to save her.

❝ I wouldn't say that but I've learned how to take care of myself, that's for sure. ❞ She wasn't going to boast any more than that though, not wanting to appear cocky, like she was ready to take on the next vampire that flung itself onto her ready to chomp at her neck.

❝514, ❞ she repeated out loud, nodding her head a few times. Sookie had met older; even Godric claimed he was older than Jesus. Even still, she was always so curious about the vampires she met, like she hadn't met enough of them for the glitz and glamour to have worn off by now. ❝ What was it like to be turned all that time ago when nobody even knew vampires existed?? ❞

" How admirable . " spoken dryly with a crinkle of the nose to give out half hearted sneer . The duke doesn't care of her opinion , or why she has come to her own conclusions about his kind . To him , she's food --- perhaps a delicacy . A lower rung along the chain he is meant to hunt and devour . Nothing more .

" Tell me , girl . " hands swing behind back as he takes up her space , inspecting her or maybe sizing her up to determine whether to indulge or capture . " What vampire is it that you belong to , pray ? " It's the only thing holding him back at this point . Tongue flooding as he salivates . There is one wrong answer . And he hopes a hard headed independent woman as herself would take to it : She belongs to no one .

Sookie heard in his tone of voice that he thought he was better than her and all the rest of the human race. She might have been used to it at this point after meeting the vampires that she had, but it didn't mean she liked it. She tried not to let his tone rub her the wrong way and tried even harder not to let it show, hence the smile she continued to force out.

The first extinct she had was to tell him she didn't belong to any vampire but she silently wondered if that was a smart move to make. If she decided to pretend like she was a vampire's companion, she'd have a lot of lying to do and, well, Sookie wasn't a very good liar. So she swallowed her worries hard, even a second time to really get rid of that knot in her throat, and decided that the truth was better. At least, she hoped it was.

❝ Not at the moment, no, but I got some vampire friends that would gladly accept if I wanted to be theirs, ❞ she quickly added, talking right out of her ass like it was a last-second save on her part.

he can't help but laugh at her. white button-up is stained with blood, courtesy of his jackass brother, & the gun has a permanent home in his hand. sure, he didn't have any real intent on shooting the woman but it was better safe than sorry, right? ❛ thanks for asking! no, i haven't. ❜ even as he says it, he makes a show of lowering the gun. though fingers keep a tight grasp on it, just in case. it wouldn't be much use against her vampire buddies, but it sure made him feel better.

Sookie kept an eye on where he had that gun pointed. Enough bullets had already been fired out of it so you might say he was a little gun-happy right now. She really wasn't trying to get a bullet in the chest right now. Almost being drained alive by vampires she could somehow handle, but bullets were extremely permanent. She didn't bother moving towards him, not even to check if all that blood was his or someone else's. Even when he lowered the gun she couldn't be too sure that he hadn't had enough supernatural activity for one night. What was the difference between a culebra and a faerie when they weren't as human as him?

❝ I think we both just need to call it a night, especially before you end up shootin' the wrong person. ❞ Sookie took a step to the side and immediately felt something squishy between her toes. She already knew what it was, making a face before she even looked down to confirm her worst suspicions. ❝ Yep, there's blood all in my sandals. I wish I could say I was used to this by now but it just gets more and more upsetting every time I gotta throw my favorite clothes into the garbage can. ❞

"Because Lafeyette barely makes it to his shifts. I can't expect him to cover mind." She didn't even have the energy to make her voice annoyed of sarcastic. She knew it was stupid. Being sick at work in a kitchen was really bad but no one had picked up when she had even tried to call.

She toweled off her face and looked at Sookie again in the mirror. "You saying I look like shit Sook?" She asked her with the worst attempted at a joking smile. Sighing she relented. "I would really apprciate it...." She admitted, shoulders slumping.

❝ I'm sure if he found out you were sick he'd come in. ❞ Lafayette might have acted like he didn't give a shit in the heat of the moment, but he was still a softie who cared about his friends. Besides, she'd drag him to Merlotte's herself if it meant making sure Piper stayed in bed. ❝ I'm sayin' your complexion has seen better days. ❞ Sookie smiled back at her in the mirror. ❝ Wanna sit on the couch and watch some unrealistic Lifetime romcom? ❞

open to anyone ! muse: dam.on sal.vatore (canon divergent/anti-jpeck)

❝  gotta  run.  have  a  murder  to  plan.  busy  day.  ❞

❝ You can't just say something like that and leave and not expect me to not feel good about that. ❞

EYES LOOK FROM SIDE TO SIDE to a few wandering tourists in his shop . It's likely they didn't understand enough English to know what the two were talking about , at least in full conversation . He shirks her concern off with a wave of the hand . " PUH-LEASE , you're in an oddities store where the owner is some crazy fuck that swears he sees ghosts and survived a supposed murder hotel . " Referring to himself , of course . " If you gave a fuck about what people thought about you , you wouldn't be hanging out with me . "

Sookie was grinning about what he said. ❝ It's true. I really do got an eclectic group of friends. ❞ Her mind went home to Bon Temps, thinking about her best friend had turned into a vampire working in a nightclub and her other friend, ironically Tara's cousin, found out that he could talk to the dead and occasionally practiced magic. Clearly, she liked being around people about as "normal" as herself. ❝ Okay, so obviously my standards are a little low, ❞ she teased him, ❝ but I'm still trying to keep a low profile for the time being. Besides, I heard the vampires around here are a different breed than what I'm used to back home. ❞

" i'm okay. " it feels scripted, sometimes. there's no meaning in repetition ; telling that same lie over and over and over again doesn't make it less of a lie. but she's not asking because she wants to get something out of it, or because she wants him to do something, solve something, fix something. she's always been consistent about that — about asking just to ask, and never pushing it one way or the other. scott isn't too far gone yet to see the similarities. to recognize empathy for what it is. they have their own reasons for carrying it around and while he might not know hers, not completely, he knows how heavy it can be. how it's like treading water against the current when the undertow is already pulling you down.

his smile's tired, a little strained, but it's as genuine as her concern. " thanks. for asking, i mean. " eye contact for a beat more and then he's reaching into his backpack, fishing out a textbook stuffed with unfinished notes. " i should be studying for the biology test tomorrow, but it might actually be easier to just fill out a drop form now. "

❝ Of course; someone's gotta do it. ❞ Sookie didn't ask him because it was just the polite thing to do when you were talking to a friend who seemed to feel as distant as the vacant look in his eyes. She asked because, even if he didn't tell her the truth about what was going on inside of his head at the moment, she at least wanted him to know that he had a friend who was concerned about his wellbeing.

Sometimes Sookie wished people asked her that instead of being quick to judge the girl who just didn't seem to click with the rest of them. Scott did ask though, from time to time, he was very genuine that way with his friends. It was something she admired about him a lot. At least she had one friend in this school.

❝ Do you need some help? I don't know if we have time to make flashcards but I got a feeling about what's going to be on that test . . . you know . . . based on what we've been going over. ❞ That might have been true, but what was also true was that she'd accidentally (honest, it really was an accident!) overheard their teacher's thoughts about what he was going to include in the test. It wasn't one hundred percent guaranteed but at least it was a step in the right direction.

────── Rebekah couldn't help but scoff , " my accent is centuries upon centuries of moving around and trying to fit in, I wouldn't call that fancy as much as it's an inconvenience" .

Her siblings accents almost complimented each other, though it wasn't something Rebekah thought about often. How many people had wondered where an accent like there's came from without enquiring ? perhaps one day she'd get to tell her story. "are we getting moving or what?"

Sookie was tempted to say that her accent didn't sound like some kind of inconvenience, but then who was she to talk? Outside of the south, anyone who heard her accent might have thought that she was some stupid blonde from a backwoods county who didn't know much about nothin'. That was an inconvenience if she ever decided to go traveling. So she kept her mouth shut instead and just forced a polite smile at the vampire.

❝ Yep, come on. Car's right outside. ❞ She moved through the crowd of desperate humans and vampires alike until they breached the entrance, cool night air meeting them in an instant. Outside some others hung around the parking lot and thankfully none of them were human protestors. ❝ Right over here, ❞ she said as she pointed to the old yellow car. She unlocked her side before pressing the button to unlock the passenger side.