Hayley Would've Normally Heard Her Daughter Getting Ready To Approach, But The Hybrids Mind Was Filled

gabriela could tease him like this forever, this was one of her favorite ways to be with tyler. when the two of them were so in sync, they could communicate in a simple look. with a raised brow, her smirk stayed put. "i can't really tell you yet, but tell me everything and you won't regret it." the couple flirted pretty openly in front of their children, but they'd keep it dialed down to avoid glares and fake gags. to not have them home, meant that they could say what they pleased in the open. something gabi felt thankful for, since he had been gone for some time.

his tone shifted, it was expected but there was no getting used to her husband feeling crestfallen. tyler had told her all about his dad long ago, one night it just poured out of him. if there was anyone she held anger towards, it was his awful parents. the way he spoke caused her to drop making drinks, twirl on her heels and face him once more. placing a finger on his chin, gabi lifted his eyes to hers, making sure he would understand she meant it when she said her next words. "baby, there was nothing you could've done to help your situation with your father. he was an angry man and he took it out on his son. i wish i could change the way your first transition was, but maybe then you wouldn't help the wolves you do now, or be the amazing father that you are." giving him a soft kiss on his forehead, before resting her own on his, she let out a sigh. "our kids will never go through any of their transitions or changes alone. you already are doing the opposite of letting them down by being the man you are with them. tyler you have made it different for them already and they know that even when their hormones say another thing."

"really?" he hummed against her lips when she spoke of an idea , before pulling back to see her hazel hues . he was intrigued to say the least at her offer . a smirk rose , as his head tilted . " and all i have to do is talk ? . . what if i tell you everything ? what do i get then. " he teased his lovely wife , matching her seduction . gabriela told him that the kids weren't home which added a devilishly grin of his own , but then she mention his voice over the phone and the memories started rushing back . his wife always had the ability to see right through him , her gentle touch comforted him .

gabriela was tyler's sounding board so if he was going to tell anyone how he was feeling it was going to be her . " i was there . . i was there when the kid change and i could see the fear and his eyes . he was so afraid of the change . he was so afraid of the pain and it just got me thinking about what it was like for me , and how it's going to be like for our kids . " he sighed . " you know , i didn't have someone to talk me through my transition . " he confessed . " i remember that night , the fear and the sheer panic and grief of it all ." he shook his head . " and i didn't have a father because well mines was died . he was killed . " dark brows arched over cinnamon hues before he lowered his head . " not that my father could have helped because he didn't know what we were but i wished he did because maybe he wouldn't have beaten the crap out of me so much . . maybe he would have been proud of me instead of thinking of me as some colossal mistake . " it had pained tyler to go through the motions of it all . the lockwolf male sighed. " i just know that one day our kids are going to have to go through this and i don't want to let them down . i guess i just want it to be different for them that's all ." he confessed

"i don't think i've been in a relationship at all..." the siphoner admitted, maybe it was the atmosphere, or maybe it was the drinks, but it felt as if she could say anything tonight. "there have been a lot of one night stands, but i don't think anyone has ever stayed long enough for it to be considered anything other than that." her eyes scanned the crowd, trying to spot someone who wasn't already paired up. "breaking up before a fancy ball is rough, but now you got some more choices. there are several pretty people in the room and a decent amount of the single ones are hovering near the bar. see anyone you like?"

"I both love and hate that I am single," she admitted as she looked over at Josie with a 'please entertain me' look on her face. "I've pretty much only been in 1 relationship in my life so I don't even know what my type is. Like of all times to break up we chose right before a ball"

No longer a danger to herself or others She made up her mind and laced up her shoes Yelled down the hall, but nobody answered So she walked outside without an excuse She can do anything she wants to She can do whatever she wants to do She could go home, but she's not going to

open starter ⊹₊ ⋆ @inaducursehqstarters muse ⊹₊ ⋆ gabriela chavez location ⊹₊ ⋆ french quarter farmers market plots ⊹₊ ⋆ utp

every other sunday, gabriela would go to the local farmers market, to pick up new produce for the bed and breakfast that tyler and her ran. the night before had been restless, tossing and turning as the a curse began across the city. doing their best to not yawn, gabi took a sip of her iced latte while examining a new batch of tomatoes. looking for just the right one, she reached for the same bright orange berry. pulling back, they gestured toward the other to take the fruit themselves. "you can have it, looks like there is another one just like it."

meme  day  is  here ! please  reblog  this   post  from  the  main  only  (  so  that   we   know  that   you   are   participating   )  . those  who  have   multiple   characters   you  can reblog  once   and  tag  all   your  characters ,   that   way   the   dash  won’t  clog ! please  interact  with  everyone !  and  don’t   forget   the  most   important   thing  ;;   HAVE  FUN !

ever since the masquerade, gabriela began keeping tabs on each of her children's whereabouts. the only kid she couldn't find was marina, something that sent the whole family on a search. even though they didn't want kaya in such public spaces, especially with raymis back, they also couldn't say no to the the thing that kept their daughter steady. ever since she was a child, kaya thrived when given paints and crayons. dreams, nightmares, and even memories all strewn around her makeshift art room for her to create.

so despite every part of her wanting to say no, she gave in but also decided to stay close. the demon sensed something in the air, a malevolent force that arrived just before the light disappeared from the city. "it's just me babygirl, i stayed near by just incase and well looks like that was a great idea." taking out her phone, she turned on the flashlight and began looking for some candles. "let's get some supplies and head back home."

open to all ! location: dutch alley artists timeline: plotdrop #002 @inaducursehqstarters

Kaya stood in front of an easel in the corner of the art gallery. As one of the artists in the previous showcase, she had an obligation to work a "service shift" as the gallery owner had called it. But basically, it just meant she had to paint live for anyone who might be browsing the gallery at the time. The place was mostly empty, though, so it was just like painting alone in her studio. No eyes, just her and the canvas.

Unfortunately, ever since unlocking her demonic prowess at the masquerade, she hadn't been able to paint like she used to. No, there had been no landscapes of sandy beaches or past friends in flower fields. The canvas in front of her, instead, featured a wolf caught aflame, the fire spreading through the same wildflowers, leaving ruin in its wake.

Just as the door chimed, letting her know that someone had entered the gallery, the lights flickered and then went out completely. She flipped the brush in her hand, holding it handle side out like a weapon. "Hello?" she called, not moving from her position. "Who's there?"

the star card // upright: hope, faith, rejuvenation // reversed: faithlessness, discouragement, insecurity

'cause i was never told that i wasn't gonna get, the things i want the most, but people always say, "if it hasn't happened yet then maybe you should go" -- chappell roan california

josie had lost a lot of her faith after the merge, but now that lizzie is back from the dead and hope is talking to her again, it appears there is a rejuvenation on the rise. the siphoner is filled with a type of hope that she thought was long lost. for the first time in a long time, it appears that she is putting her wants first, as she know begins the search for masked woman she met at the masquerade ball.

however, josie is filled with insecurity, something that she desperately is trying to work on, but it does get in the way. for three years, she was faithless, loosing all want to really be a person in the world. something that was met with discouragement after dabbling in black magic in europe.

can josie find herself again?

placing her hands on her chest, eleanor nodded to the other. "yes please, i'm looking for someone and well..." she trailed off, trying to think of some way to explain what had just happened. one moment, she was bracing for impact, taking one last look at nikolas as he did the same. then she woke up in a coffin, six feet under the ground and she wasn't sure how much time had past. looking at tris with wide eyes, tears welled in her eyes as memories flashed through her brain. "i'm sorry, i just went through something really traumatic and i don't think i'm handling it very well. do you know where we can get some water?"

unfortunately disorientation had become something a little too familiar for the vampire. ever since her transition. spotting the woman a good distance away, tris' newly sensitive hearing picked up a bit of confusion lacing her voice. recently they had not been one to butt into anyone else's business. in fact she would rather stay on the periphery completely. though there was something about the other that drew tris in. so instead of turning the other way, the vamp made their way over to her. " you seem a little lost. i don't really know the place, but i can try and help. "

it was often that josie would see her twin sister in a crowd, only to blink and realize it was her mind playing tricks, because of course she wasn't actually there. yet, each time she closed her eyes tightly to re-open them, lizzie still managed to be standing there only feet away. "what the..." she trailed off, her whole face growing warm which was met with an icy chill. the whole thing was overstimulating and it didn't take long for the panic to bubble from her stomach into her chest.

the remark made her scowl, the same way she would before the merge. "elizabeth saltzman you can't seriously be risen from the dead and shocked that me of all people are staring." running to her twin, she hugged her tightly, not even waiting for the other to adjust. to hold lizzie near caused tears to fill josie's eyes. "is it really you?" with the way her life had been lately, she wouldn't be shocked if this was some sick joke.

location: a bench in the French quarter.

open: to all @inaducursehqstarters

she was enjoying the feeling of being alive, herself trying to ignore the feeling of uneasiness that was felt through ever bone and vein in her body. eyes closed, head tilted upwards, trying to catch the sun rays against her face. “you know, if you took a picture, it would last longer.” lizzie remarked, opening her eyes to look at the other.