XQUEENOVAK → BURNEDBRIIGHT 

&. there's a lot of reasons why i'm doing this but     mainly because i just need a fresh start on claire.     new blog, new start -- i'm only bringing over a     few verses & threads that i want. so, i'll see you     all there !

                                love - chaz xoxo

applying for this fucking course is making me want to tear out my fucking hair for fucks sake

     There’d been a time where Camael              had thought she was indestructible as well. But              time had shown her just how wrong she’d been,              had taught her a lesson against such cockiness.              Cam could see Claire shift away out of the corner              of her eyes and she sighed. She was scaring the              girl who she considered her own and that was              something Camael never wanted to do.

     Licking her lips, the archangel turned              blue eyes over to Claire. She sat down on the bed              and motioned for the young woman to come over.              Only once Claire was seated next to her did Camael              start to pluck the words from where they were stuck              in her throat. 

     ”Now, you now that angels can heal             their vessels to perfection… so you have to understand             that for my vessel to be scarred like it is, it’s because             my grace itself has been scarred. It can’t heal the damage             completely.”

     She spoke quietly, as if a vocal pitch             higher than this would shatter the very air around them             and they would all suffocate on the jagged shards. Cam             swallowed hard and looked at Claire, reaching over to tuck             a strand of sunshine hair behind her cute little ear. A small             broken smile before the archangel continued,

      “I recieved the one on my back first.             It was a punishment. You see, I left Heaven to escape             Michael’s war against Lucifer. But Castiel and the             Winchester’s were able to renew my faith. Not in God,             but in the purpose I’d been charged with. But things don’t             always go according to plan, Claire. I was ambushed and             taken back to Heaven and for my crime of abandoning my             post, among other things, I was put in a cell and branded.             An angel working in the prison made sure that I would never             forget where my allegiance was to lie.” she explained.

      Another tiny wobbly smile, index finger             reaching out to boop Claire on the nose.

      “I didn’t. My allegiance will always lie with              humanity, with you and your father.”

          ❛ you're safe with us, cam --              you're family. ❜

"—this is because I’m wearing flannel, isn’t it."

          ❛ -- was it that obvious ? ❜

"——Claire?                          —Claire!!!

                                         Okay, listen, you’re gonna                                           be fine. I’m just gonna call                                           for help, alright? Just hang                                          on. Jesus Christ.” 

          ❛ no -- !!

             please, don't go -- i,              i need you to stay,              oh god ---- ❜

      The archangel jerked away from             the touch of a calloused fingerpad ghosting over the              mark upon her back. Camael whirled around —rather              pointless as it only showed off the even more vulnerable             burn scar at her abdomen — before quickly pulling the              new clean shirt Claire had provided her with. Her eyes             refused to meet her charge’s, instead focused somewhere              to the left. 

      “Don’t.” she mumbled.

                                 I can barely stand your father touching them sometimes,                                                          please don’t touch them. 

      “Just… don’t touch them when I’m not             bracing for the contact, Claire. It’s… not a smart idea and             I don’t… I don’t want to trigger memories and somehow hurt             you without meaning to.”

          ❛ -- sorry;              i didn't realize . . . ❜

          ❛ . . . how did you get it ? ❜

INNOCENCE-ISGONE SAID: [ JAKJSDFHK HELLO! C: AM I ALLOWED TO TURN THIS INTO A THING? ]