#c: billie

[kiillmeromantically]

status: closed

pairing: billie & ezra

with: @darkwants

her day had gone from bad to worse. her shift at the bar had been absolute mayhem. there was apparently some big fight that everyone just wanted to watch. her boss was one of the few willing to pay for pay per view to allow the customers to watch it. one of the other bar tenders had called in sick and it just felt like absolute hell. on top of that when she was cutting some of the garnishes she ended up slicing into her hand with the knife. by the time she finally got out of there she just wanted to curl into a ball and not move. of course she had to drive home and she had yet to actually eat anything. she had been debating just stopping to grab a burger as she drove down the long stretch of road. she hadn't even realized the car was sputtering again and she realized in an instant it was slowing down. instantly she cursed, loudly as she slammed her hands against the steering wheel. she had scrambled to grab her phone, scrolling through her contacts. already she knew her father was likely at his latest hook up's house. he wouldn't answer and she didn't think she could pay for a tow. that left ezra who she prayed was still awake. he had thankfully picked up and she had explained what happened. it felt like it was eternity before she spotted headlights and was relieved to see it was him. she pushed herself up to her feet, going to tug on the hem of the red sundress that she had on," i'm so-so sorry to bug you like this, i just-i didn't know what else to do."

[sammygibb-hf]

I keep meaning to say hi but I ended getting distracted, so....hi. How are you doing? I'm Samantha but the way, but you can call me Sam or Sammy.

@hqlourd

[misaligncd]

status: closed

pairing: billie & ezra

with: @darkwants

her shift at the club hadn't been the typical one. it had started off as a bet between her and one of the bartenders. she hadn't thought that she would lose but she had. since she had lost she had been volunteered for the auction. it was a charity event that the club ran once every few months. there was no promise of anything besides what the person was willing to give. she had never imagined that an outright bidding war would commence or that ezra would be the winner. he was a regular there and he had always tipped her well. she had been very confused that he had wanted to win her in the first place. though he had told her that he would collect later on so she knew it was time for her to get some rest.

of course she had to wait for all the others to go before she ventured out to the parking lot. billie hadn't exactly told many about her current living situation. she had managed to scrape up enough money to buy a van and convert it so she could live in it. it wasn't as roomy as some people would like but it got the job done. she swapped out the tight top and skirt for some pajamas. after having a small bag of chips and some water, she was clambering into her bed.

of course since it was cold out she was crawling beneath four blankets. she had a space heater but she didn't want to leave it on when she was asleep. it felt like she had just barely passed out when there was a loud banging on the side door. she groaned as she rolled over, at first thinking it could be a cop. she was rolling over to look towards it and going to flip on the light from the small lamp she kept. she was going to slowly move to begin to yank the door open only to freeze when she realized who it was," wh-what are you doing here?"

[fcundaticnsofdecay]

closed for: @darkwants

pairing: billie & ezra

based: thingssss we plotted lol

truly billie didn't understand how it was possible.at first she had assumed that her eyes had been playing tricks on her. after all she had merely been helping her neighbor. ezra had managed to hurt himself while working on something in his garage. she had been bringing the trash cans in when she had heard something crash and then ezra yelling. she had rushed to see what was going on only to see he needed to be patched up. thankfully since her dad was an klutz she had plenty of experience. what had struck her about that day was the mark that she had seen on his arm. everyone knew the stories about how matching marks. she had never put much thought into the stories because to her that was what they were. they were just fairytales meant to comfort people.

at least that had been her way of thinking until she had seen that. the mark on his arm resembled the one that was on her lower back. something that no one ever saw and as far as she was concerned, no one would. she knew the legal ramifications and doubted it would go over well. plus she remembered hearing ezra at one of the poker games saying how soulmates were pure bullshit. she had been doing her best to avoid being alone with him because she wasn't sure that he would take one look at her and see it written all over her face. that had been her solid plan up until that very night at the bar. the place was packed and all the usual suspects were there.

she had stepped out from behind the bar in order to just check the tables. the servers were just as busy as she was but there was a slight lull. she didn't like just standing there and not doing anything. which is why she was going to grab the empty beer bottles. suddenly she found herself being yanked towards someone. a cry of shock escaped from her as she felt grubby hands yanking her shirt up. only to drop the bottles in her hold as she tried to twist away. she heard ezra's voice, telling the guy to back off but she realized her left side was exposed. instantly she went to yank it down but she had felt eyes seared into her flesh. quickly she scrambled to grab the bottles, relieved none of them broke," i just-i need a minute." she doubted anyone was listening as she tried to scurry off.

[giannaxmadden]

Their first conversation didn't go as well as she'd hoped. She was afraid she came off too selfish. Too distraught. And while she wanted a do-over, she knew better than to push for it. Instead she'd started working on a different plan. Getting Klaus into the game hoping he'd, at the very least, be able to provide protection once the news flooded the streets and every fucker she ever crossed came running for a piece. And her witch might just be able to pull some strings. Elodie was crafty like that. Though she wouldn't hold her breath on it.

So with a new plan in motion, she'd invited the young banshee over. And sent her driver to pick her up should she take her up on the offer. Now that the emotions have settled some, and she'd had some time to think, Gia hoped they could have a talk. A real talk. That she could provide at least some clarity on why she did what she did. Most of all she just wanted to see her again. To be near her again. How fucking selfish that feeling had been.

There's a knock on the door. And she fears it's just her driver coming back to say the girl had refused to come. So she hesitates, to open the door, to feel what she's about to feel. And yet, she adjusts her hair, an instinct of sorts, and she pulls the door open. @fragmcntedsouls

[jackiexmiller]

closed starter. @fragmcntedsouls

Kiara spent the last two weeks in Atlanta, an adventure she ended up on entirely by accident. An adventure which cost her yet another shitty ass job. So now she was back, and she was broke, and she had missed a massacre it seemed. It was hard to keep up with life these days. "-- and then Rory dropped me off home, well, at Zeras because I have nowhere to crash since Nicki and I broke up which, like, I never cheated on her it was just easier to say I did than admit I spent two weeks high out of my mind in Atlanta, you know? I mean, it was never gonna work out with her anyway, she was so...needy and up my ass all the time, right? Like who calls four times a day to 'check in'? It's weird." maybe it wasn't weird. Maybe it was caring, and normal, and endearing even. But Kia was not about to admit she lost a good thing, again. "Anyways, I'm good. It's all good. You good? Unload on me baby..." she licks the rizla edge and closes up the joint, lighting it up and passing the first hits onto the other. "Oh and I ordered food just, heads up."

[screamiingsiilence]

status: closed

with: @darkwants

based: things we plotted

it had been a number of days since the incident that had cost her the makeshift family she had formed. she had been trying to find a source for water. only to come back to see them being torn apart. she had done what she could to try to save them but it hadn't mattered. the last thing that she remembered was the sound of screams and then it had gone black. the moment that she had woken up she had realized that she wasn't out in the woods. instead she was in what seemed to be a makeshift infirmary. it hadn't taken long for her to realize that she had been dragged to one of the many communities that littered the so called world.

she had been declared healthy by the so called doctor. little did she know that was actually a bad thing. at least a bad thing as far as she was concerned. it had taken her all of five seconds to realize that the place wasn't what it seemed. sure there were happy smiling faces but there was something beneath the surface. she had been assigned to help with the garden. everyone seemed to have some sort of job but one thing she realized was that women were viewed as a resource. men were allowed to use them whenever and wherever they wanted. she had seen one of the guards take a woman on all fours the third day she was in the gardens.

she had been staying in the infirmary until they figured out where to put her. the one time she had asked about getting her weapons and supplies back, they told her it wasn't possible. she had been given a tour and the walls they had up were sturdy. they also had armed guards watching every exit. the leader had come to check on her only to explain that she had been granted a very special privilege. she was to be married off to a man who would take good care of her. she had spoken to a few of the other women who had explained marriage was the only form of protection.

the day of the wedding was upon them and she had no idea who her supposed husband would be. she had tried to run the night before only to be caught by one of the women she was rooming with. she had been told she'd be thrown in one of the pits if she tried to leave. that was how she found herself in a white dress and promising herself to a man that she knew nothing about save for his name, ezra. he had apparently just come back from a supply run. a party was being thrown which she didn't understand the need for.

she found herself sitting along the curb of the street while watching the others dance. each and every one of them were strangers. they had generators which was how music was even being played. it was kept low and it was the middle of the day. she was surprised when her now husband came to sit beside her. timidly she smiled even if her mind was racing," this is all just...a lot and feels..strange."

[bellstrom]

When & Where: A few blocks down Ruby's Diner... after closing!

✂️ @billie-hawkins

Thursdays... Benny groaned. He wasn't sure what was going on the past few weeks, but Thursdays seemed to be the new Fridays and he was fucking sick of it. The endless need to restock the dessert display was driving him nuts and worn out almost every shift. The other days of the week were equally as bad, but the old book club hags that came by were punctual and demanding— and they loved carrot cake. In any case, Benny had been incredibly grateful to come out in one piece every night, even if he almost ate shit tripping over his laces. Fucking Converse, he grumbles, kneeling over in the middle of the sidewalk to tie them.

[elvves]

🏠 + 🚶‍♂️ for joaquin, 🌇 + 🎡 for billie, ⛄ + 🏆 for ria, 💌 + 💯 for anne?

tysm for asking!!! this took me forever but i really enjoyed it <3 Joaquin Figueroa Sanchez

🏠 for a home-themed headcanon Joaquin lives in an airstream he haggled for. His dream is to go rving but due to werewolf reasons, he is stuck on the edge of the mountains. 🚶‍♂️ for a habit-themed headcanon good habit: he writes every day, he's a poet bad habit: he smokes

Billie Scarlet

🌇 for a headcanon about morning- or evening rituals Billie is very into washing her face and moisturizing every morning and night. Also her eyeliner. She's very meticulous. Even in her ho bag (bc she is a little slutty), she keeps travel sizes of her face care. 🎡 for a hobby-themed headcanon she is very into fiber arts. crocheting, knitting, but her dream is to be a fashion designer.

Ria St. Romain

⛄ for a season-themed headcanon Ria loves the summer and hates the snow. When it gets below 70, she busts out a puffer jacket. 🏆 for a goal-themed headcanon Ria wants to be a criminal defense lawyer but in ww verse being a huntress comes first.

Anne Bosley Shepard

💌 for a romance-themed headcanon Anne finds it hard to commit but once she is in love she cannot look at anyone else. She is very much a lesbian and goes out of her way to do thoughtful things. Trying her hand at poetry even though she doesn't write, just so her partner feels seen. 💯 for an achievement-themed headcanon Anne is very determined and will do anything to achieve her goals. Even in the ww verse (bc she is one too 🙈) she has managed to be come a software engineer for a observatory.

[survibers]

Location: Somewhere outside behind the mall (lol)

Tagging: @maullworkers​

"For you,” Dhruv said with a slight bow as they handed Billie the joint they had just rolled before going back to rolling one for themselves. Dhruv was grateful for the chance to have a break from the station, feeling like he had heard some of the new releases so much that his brain was going to explode. That and he had slept terribly the night before and spilled his coffee in the car that morning so he was overall not in the greatest mood. “And for me, jesus, has this not been the most Monday a Monday has ever been?” Dhruv lit up and took in a deep inhale before passing Billie the lighter. “How’s work been today, any asshole mansplainers come through yet?” 

[20th-century-man]

Marilyn Monroe / production still from Billy Wilder’s Some Like it Hot (1959) / photo by Richard C. Miller.

[kiillmeromantically]

status: closed

with: @darkwants

she knew that what she was doing was crazy. yet she knew that she didn't have a place to go. she truly hadn't thought her father would kick her out over something that should have been her choice. she had gotten home from the bar only to find him in her room. he had found the suppressants that she had been "taking" ever since she had presented. the day she had presented it had changed her entire life. it hadn't been for the better as far as she was concerned. her father had never let go of the fact that she wasn't born a boy, let alone an alpha. he had hoped she would be a beta but being born an omega? that was not something that he ever saw coming and it had filled him with loathing. he had forced her onto the suppressants and scent blockers that very day. she had tried to do what he wanted but the side effects were unreal. she would spend days feeling like a semi truck had rolled over her. something that she had tried to explain to her father but he hadn't listened. she had finally stopped taking them only a matter of a few weeks prior. she had thought no one would notice anything and it felt like she was finally feeling normal. yet her father clearly didn't care. he had packed her things and thrown them on the front porch. she had planted herself on the front steps and struggled to figure out what she should do. at least till she glanced across the yard and landed on the house next door.

the house belonged to ezra who just so happened to be her father's best friend. she had always sought him out for help. mostly because he was the only one who stuck up for her in any sort of sense. she knew that he was home since his car was parked in the driveway. billie had no idea if her father had called him to let him know what had gone on. it was possibly foolish but she found herself going to drag her bags and walk down the front path. she walked along the sidewalk and then up to his front door. she let her bags drop before she reached to rap her knuckles against the front door. she couldn't help but feel nervous, standing outside and feeling utterly exposed. billie shifted her weight from one leg to the other before she went to knock again. she could hear the sound of footsteps and then the door was opening. instantly she took a few steps back," i, um, well," she paused, feeling her throat tightening up and tears were forming in the corners of her eyes," my dad found out i-i stopped taking everything and he told me to get out, i pro-promise i won't stay for more than a few days but i just-i didn't know where else to go?"

[hammywampster]

Silly meets silly

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[misaligncd]

status: closed

with: @darkwants

valentine's day wasn't a holiday that she truly cared about. at the very least it didn't exactly matter to her. usually she worked but the bar didn't host a party or anything like she had seen others do. she had never imagined that she would have someone that she would want to spend the day with. it seemed for once luck had been on her side. she had been expecting to work that night but then she got a call from one of her co workers. he had expressed that his girlfriend had dumped him for his best friend and he wanted to work to distract himself. that meant that she had the night off. she knew that her father was busy with the woman who invested far too much in bleach.

she opted to surprise ezra since it was rare that she ever got to do so. he had sent her a text earlier but she had played it off like they would have to meet up late. after that she was heading to the town nearby because she knew she wouldn't run into someone that knew her. it wasn't like they could go to out to some restaurant. she found herself buying two steaks, potatoes and some other ingredients. she found herself stopping at walgreens to print out some photos. the selfies they had taken together that she couldn't post. she had spotted a collage frame that was a bit cliche but she wished they could have it on display somewhere.

she wanted to show she was thinking of the future with him and the idea of a home they could share. it was an utter relief that she had a key to ezra's place. plus she had left some dresses that she had bought but never got to wear in his closet. she slipped into a mini black satin dress while finishing up with cooking. the photos were put into the frame and she turned it so the back was facing the room. she let it lean against the wall and lit some candles. she was pulling the french onion baked potatoes from the stove when she heard the front door opening. her head turned when she realized ezra was stepping inside and she prayed that he would be pleased," it might not be much," she breathed," but hope it's okay, happy valentine's day!"

[fcundaticnsofdecay]

status: closed

based: things we plotted

with: @darkwants

a new law had been enacted and the clock was ticking. the day that it kicked in, she knew she would have been fucked. her father had even expressed that more than once she would be of use. any woman over the age of eighteen was up for grabs to the public. unless they were claimed by a man and there was apparently some kind of process for that. she had realized how limited her options were and tried to think about what she could do. her father intended on letting her be passed around like a party favor. he was under a mountain of debt and now she was of a whole new use for him. he didn't realize that she had a mind of her own and that she was going to figure out a better way.

that better way ended up being her next door neighbor, ezra. he was the nicest one out of her father's group of friends. he had always been halfway decent with her. she had seen how women had come and gone, all seeming pleased. she would never forget how shocked he was when she had asked him if he would do such a thing. paperwork had to be filed but it was her last morning in the house she grew up in. her dad had thrown something akin to a toddler's temper tantrum when he realized what had been done. he had stormed out of the house the previous night and as far as she knew, he hadn't come back. she was staring at her reflection in the mirror as she brushed her teeth. due to regulations, she had to move in with the man that she belonged to.

what was sad was she only had enough for two garbage bags because she didn't have luggage. she heard the doorbell ring and knew that it had to be ezra. from that day forward she wasn't going to be allowed out without an escort of some kind. she sighed as she spit before she was turning to walk out the door. she was dressed for the day in a plaid mini dress. all undergarments had been confiscated when they had gone to file the documents. she inhaled sharply before she was going down to open the front door," my stuff is right in the hall, it's just these two bags," she told him, her voice shaking," i just need to grab shoes and i think i'm good to go?"

[giannaxmadden]

❛ i had it under control. you didn’t need to do that. ❜ - Billie

She may have only come around for selfish reasons, and she couldn't quite explain why she had suddenly cared for the girl as much as he did. But knowing she was surrounded by the most dangerous sort of people, did not put any ease back into her bones. So she had Elodie working overtime, and she insisted on being called upon should there be any hiccups. --- Sadly, her daughter had inherited a generation-long lack of driving skills, and Gia was not surprised when she learnt Billie was being pulled over for hitting an unfortunate curb on her way back to the Mikaelsons. So she rushed, pretending she was simply passing by, grateful to be only minutes away. And when she got there the cop in charge was read for filth in a manner that left him too stunned to speak and no ticket was drawn up. Perks holding power over the local systems.

Billies words were hurtful, of course, but not unexpected. "It's no big deal." she was tired, and she didn't have the energy to argue, to explain herself. "Let's just...go on about our day, yeah?"