#wolf in a trenchcoat // Anais Kilburg

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Despite finally being off from the 'day job', or rather the graveyard shift seeing as it was mid-morning by the time she was leaving the office, Anais still found herself aimlessly roaming the streets instead of just going straight home to catch some needed sleep.

She would end up accidentally bumping into someone due to her own inattention, and she immediately stopped to look to him, vague recognition flashing across her face for a brief moment before she gives him a friendly, apologetic smile.

"Oh, sorry, my bad! Are you alright-?"

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which imaginary illness do you have?

Richard-

Melancholic Pneumonia

You carry the past with you, it clutters up your lungs. The golden sand of beloved memories, the rainbow of missed opportunities you still agonize over, the dust of a life spend doing mostly banal things. They escape you with every breath, your cough stained with impossible colors. In a way the dust reflects your constant forgetting of the past - the hundreds of things you let go of every day to make room for hundreds more. You are choking on your own past, the architect of your own demise, each breath sour and harsh. Letting go of the past now won't do you any good - it's far to late already, your melancholy is already flooding your lungs. Enjoy a few last breaths of the present. The past is catching up quick.

Anais-

Blooming Pox

Their roots have taken hold inside your veins, your breath is shared now. Life grows from your flesh - an inescapable, floral infection. It will feast upon you until you have nothing left to give, it will trap you and make you unable to move forward. You know all this as you watch the flowers bloom just above your skin, their own petals stained with crimson - but isn't it nice to be needed, doesn't it feel good to have them depend on you for them to grow out of your not yet rotting corpse.

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Rick and Anais are... ambivalent towards Halloween to say the absolute least.

It wasn't really a thing for Anais when she was a child, growing up in Luxembourg the closest equivalent would've been All Saints Day (to my knowledge), and while Rick did celebrate as a kid, things have changed post-Agency.

For whatever reason, Incidents tend to become more frequent on Halloween and the days leading up to and following the date. Making late October an absolute shitstorm for the two of them to deal with.

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Crime Drama Archetype Aesthetics

bold what applies to your muse , italics for things that apply situationally and / or only in certain verses .

THE HERO

a small home full of medals // the scent of justice // the adrenaline rush before busting a crime scene // trusting in the team // sworn oaths // the city’s skyline from the roof of the police station // radio chatter // protecting those who can’t protect themselves // a last stand // crime scene tape

THE RULE BREAKER

a revolver resting in the drawer // the taste of cheap whiskey // constant reminders of past mistakes // a shadowy figure in the alley // being known in every bar // a fight in the backroom // blood on leather gloves // your name whispered in the underworld // broken laws for the greater good // an act of defiance against the system

THE ODDBALL

a drawer full of candy wrappers // an unexpected knack for solving cases // a fascination with the improbable // the comfort in eccentricity // midnight oil burning for a case // chaotic notes leading to the truth // a genius in their own world // the thrill of a new challenge // the final piece of the puzzle falling into place // a colorful scarf among the grey suits

THE BAD TEMPERED

worn out gloves from punching the bag // a growl in the voice // a reputation that precedes you // a fist through the wall // harsh words with a caring undertone // a cigarette burning in the ashtray // the anger that fuels everything // a grudge held too long // begrudging respect from colleagues // an unexpected show of loyalty

THE MOURNING

working late nights // a plan that doesn’t include going home // being unable to return to the way things once were // a whiskey bottle in the bottom drawer // the cold touch of a gravestone // silence in a room once filled with laughter // old photographs gathering dust // the echo of a voice no longer there // a past that refuses to be forgotten // knowing that nobody knows what to say

THE WORLD WEARY

a flask of strong coffee // a siren in the distance // the familiar smell of gunpowder // a smoker’s cough // secrets buried deep // a sigh of frustration // a heavy sense of cynicism // crime scene photos that haunt dreams // a stare that has seen too much // a cold case reopened

THE DOCTOR

the sharp smell of chemicals // a doctor’s coat stained with blood // hands that have tried to mend too many // the solemn silence of the dead // the precision in every movement // the precise language of medicine // a race against time // the responsibility of life and death // blood spatters on white walls // an oath never to be broken

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I don't post about the specifics of Ricks abilities often, and that's for good reason. And by 'good reason' I mean it's one of the aspects of the lore I'm still trying to fine-tune and figure out; but the more I write him the more I have a grasp of what I want things to be.

Post ended up getting long; so the rest is under the cut.

And one of his 'abilities' (which he rarely uses out of fear of being discovered) is being able to alter how people around him perceive the waking world by essentially drawing upon their fears and making illusions based on them.

And with these illusions, he's actually able to disguise his own appearance and alter his voice, although there's a few 'flaws' to it. Namely the fact that his disguise is seen slightly differently by each individual person because well, no two people have the same fears. But it leaves his disguise incredibly unsettling, being somewhat complex for him to maintain without actively terrifying those around him. It touches upon being within the realm of 'uncanny valley'.

Anais is the only person currently in his life that would be immune to the illusion, simply because she knows him. Even knowing what he's capable of, she knows he's a good man underneath all the metaphorical scar tissue + walls he's built up and is just. Incapable of being afraid of him in any capacity; her trust overrides that completely.

Conversely, if Agatha were to be faced with that illusion... She'd just see Rick, about 10-15 years younger, how he appeared around the time the two of them first met.

It's the sort of thing that truly deserves it's own character study, but Agatha is fully aware of what she did to him; what she turned him into through her actions (directly or indirectly) for the entirely of their marriage. She's aware of the fact that it's possible to eventually push him too far, and in truth she isn't exactly eager to find out what he's capable of, as a person.

She isn't afraid of him for what he represents to the cult; for what he is in the supernatural and metaphorical sense because those are the aspects that are essentially idolized by her.

Ultimately, she's afraid of him as a human being; she's scared of his humanity. And in her eyes, Richard was at his most human before he met her.

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Anais totally bites as a love language this has been a PSA

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Here’s what I think the most realistic ending of the ‘main plot/canon’ is:

Rick and Anais manage to keep each others… conditions a secret from their coworkers and those over them.

The current director of the Agency, Francine Daalman, names Anais as her successor in the event of her retirement/death. An offer that Anais accepts, seeing the hood she can do in the position.

As director, she officially makes Rick her deputy (a separate position than assistant director it should be noted), and she begins changes in Agency doctrine prioritizing peaceful solutions in all matters that fall under their jurisdiction, without bloodshed.

At some point the cult Agatha is involved with is investigated and weakened, if not shut down entirely. Likely after Anais becomes director, guiding Agency resources towards the situation so Rick doesn’t have to get involved. And they discover Trinity half dead but still alive, and the change it brings to Rick is undeniable.

Eventually, the unspoken ban on non-mundane working within the Agency is lifted, and it becomes a fact of life that the very woman in charge of the organization is a werewolf herself. It removes a lot of stigmatizing of the supernatural within the organization, especially with those that have known Anais for most of her career

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Rick has Anais' number saved into his phone as 'Annie', while she has his number saved into her phone as 'Sleepyhead'.

And these two say they're just co-workers.

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characters, starting from the top left going counterclockwise: Anais Kilburg; Agatha Knight; Trinity Morgans; Francine Daalman

picrew link

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remember to repost, not reblog!

bold all that apply to your muse  , memories of my childhood edition… tw, contains mentions of abuse / neglect / death / trauma

scraped knees,  silent tears in a locked room,  slamming doors,  pervasive loneliness,  a dog barking,  rain on a metal roof,  flinching at movement,  the creak of an old house,  forced laughter,  wandering in the dark woods,  wondering how you made it through,  sudden loss,  trying to make sense of the noise,  hiding what you love to protect it,  trying to explain but your words falter,  invaded privacy,  confusion at the pain,  running barefoot in the grass,  wondering what you did wrong and coming up with nothing,  realizing you aren’t a priority,   grass stains on white clothing,  trying to earn love you will never have,  being threatened over the smallest mistake,  secrets you are warned not to share,  the feeling of never being good enough,  the hope things might someday get better,  grief that aches in your bones,  childish dares and pranks,  the sense that your body isn’t yours,  shame and guilt that aren’t yours to carry,  sledding down a frozen hill,  absentmindedly following snakes through the grass,  punching a tree until your knuckles bleed,  tears over every dead creature you find,  searching out small places you can hide… just in case,  climbing the tallest tree so they can’t touch you,  the feeling of something tainted under your skin,  a curious child told to stop asking,  floral dresses,  body tensing at approaching footsteps,  anger with nowhere to go,  brief escapes from the chaos,  the purr of a contented cat,  taking the blame to keep the peace,  being told you’re too sensitive,  the creaking springs of a trampoline on a sunny day

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And now that it is pride month, here is this blogs mandatory (/j) PSA that whatever the fuck Rick and Anais have going on, it's absolutely bi4bi and these two have Solidarity

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Rick and Anais are just;;;

Rick lost in the darkness of believing there’s no hope for him, it isn’t worth doing anything outside of sticking with the same routine until his work or his drinking habits kill him

And Anais refusing to let him stay there, refusing to lost hope for him. Insisting on telling him that there is a light at the end of the tunnel if he just stuck with it.

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Random thought but.

There’s absolutely been folks in Ricks and Anais’ department that have gotten workplace crushes on Anais just cuz well.

It’s her. She’s got a bright personality, is something of a prodigy in that line of work, honestly isn’t bad looking. And then of course just the mystery of why someone like her continues to stick by Rick, her seemingly complete opposite and kind of a social blight on the department.

Not like it’s ever gone anywhere though. Their line of work doesn’t make dating easy first off. And Anais just hasn’t had reciprocated feelings for any of her co-workers, on top of simply being wary of anybody getting too close and realizing she wasn’t human anymore.

That and well. She might have a bit of a crush on Rick that she either won’t admit to or won’t acknowledge out of just. Not wanting to ruin their friendship; knowing he’s relationship-wary after his divorce; and not even being sure of the nature of her own feelings

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Anais likes sleeping outside in the sun. Leave her sitting out there with nothing to do for more than five minutes and she is GONE.

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BOLD ANY FEARS WHICH APPLY TO YOUR MUSE. ITALICIZE WHAT MAKES THEM UNCOMFORTABLE. (feel free to add your own!)

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Fears and Discomforts - Anais

the dark ⋆ fire ⋆ open water ⋆ deep water ⋆ being alone ⋆ crowds ⋆ confined spaces ⋆ open spaces ⋆ change ⋆ war ⋆ failure ⋆ loss of control ⋆ powerlessness ⋆ prison ⋆ blood ⋆ drowning ⋆ suffocation ⋆ public speaking ⋆ forest ⋆ the supernatural ⋆ heights ⋆ loss ⋆ dying ⋆ death ⋆ love ⋆ intimacy ⋆ rejection ⋆ abandonment ⋆ the unknown ⋆ the future ⋆ not being good enough ⋆ scary stories ⋆ speaking to new people ⋆ poverty ⋆ loud noises ⋆ lack of noise ⋆ being touched ⋆ forgetting ⋆ insects ⋆ dogs ⋆ snakes ⋆ illness ⋆ doctors ⋆ thunder storms ⋆ being watched ⋆ eyes ⋆ being vulnerable ⋆ needles or pointed objects ⋆ clowns ⋆ mirrors ⋆ isolation ⋆ shouting/yelling ⋆ change/fear of change

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I'm sorry but this just gives me the strongest Anais/ Rick and Anais vibes