Haven’t been here but I’ll hopefully be here soon now that school has calmed down!
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“ No call, then. “ He assuages at the fear in her eyes, though he wonders if it might be wise to call the police – but then, none is more aware of how LACKING the justice system can be than he is. If she is in a position of DANGER, he will not send her back. He offers another assuring smile and settles his jacket over small shoulders.
“ Hazel. “ He repeats, soft. “ Would you like to come in out of the rain? And then we can figure out what to do for you, yes? I won’t call anyone, but you’re going to catch a cold out here in the rain and the chill … we’ll get you dried off, and I’ll see what I can do about food … “ She’s terribly frightened of something – something has driven her to this TERROR. ( the instinct to protect the small thing she is is a fierce one. He thinks briefly of Mischa’s frightened face when they had been TAKEN – and it settles for him. He cannot leave her helpless. )
“ Don’t be frightened. I won’t let anything happen to you, Hazel. “
✝️ how could she not be afraid? She does not know what’s worse . . . the world outside , the one she just came from , the horrors that she’s seen. Or stepping into the unknown of a stranger. The jacket around her shoulders , they make her whole body tense , and eyes quickly gaze to try and figure out what that threat is. She’s constantly on edge. Part of her wants to flee , but the rain , the hunger , everything all at once , makes her want to step inside.
And that’s what she does , there’s a nod that indicates so. How her small hands tug the garment that was put over her , closer. The feeling against worn out appendages is a relief , because nothing is worse than getting wet , especially with the state she’s in. When he steps aside , she moves in , but she does not go far. . ..
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–––– There shouldn’t be this much pressure on a kid’s shoulders, y’know? As much as she wishes she could take the burden from him, from Castiel, from Dean, he wished the same for her. More than anything, they all wished that they could live a normal, happy life - no monsters, no death, no suffering. A family, and that was all. That, of course, could never happen, but the father was trying his hardest to make it as close to normal as possible to Hazel could have some sort of structure, some sort of peace. Glancing from the food to her, he realized, suddenly, that it wasn’t working out that well.
“You are my kid,” he chuckles again, taking a bite of his sandwich, trying to make a good example, though he’s not really hungry, either. “You gotta let some’a that stuff in there go,” Sam grinned, poking a finger softly at her forehead, trying to make her smile. “You don’t wanna end up -” Like me. Broken, carrying the weight of the world on his back. He clears his throat. “You don’t wanna end up with more than you can handle.”
✝️ It sounded silly, most of the stuff that she worried about. And sometimes when she thought about it , most others . . . others that didn’t share their lifestyle , how easy their life must have been. What could they be worrying about? How she wishes she could go to school and the worst thing that she had to go through was worrying about a test , or going to a party. Normal. It was much less a word that didn’t exist in their life. But that didn’t mean she didn’t wish that it did. She smiles though , nonetheless ,it’s little and broken , but it’s still one. There’s a sigh afterwards.
“ i wish it was easier. “ she finally admits , because she knows she’s already at her limit , she was passed her limit back at the cathedral , and now she sees death that lurks around every corner whether that be actually danger or the one that her head makes up. She could see the toll that this life has on everyone. “ and i don’t know sometimes . . . sometimes I think it’s me. I don’t know it’s stupid. “ Some things aren’t ever going to change. But she tries to change that subject by at least pretending to start to eat as well.
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kid out here on their own ain’t right. it never has been , never will be. even the bastard in him knows that . still , tongue flicking out to wet chapped lips , he can’t just leave her out here to the wolves . not with the world going to shit . he approaches the cathedral with caution , noticing her glinting eyes in the broken window panes. “hey kid, you got any family in there with ya.”
✝️ the moment that their eyes meet through the broken window panes , she feels herself be filled with fear. The same fear that had been plaguing her since being left alone. Since the incident that made their once beautiful building be resulted in shambles. Hands move to grab the gun she has in stored in her boot ( the same one that her father carried around with him before he met his unfaithful end days before ) She knows how to point & shoot , she was taught from a young age.
And that she does , but she doesn’t give any verbal warning , yet she doesn’t make the movement to pull the trigger yet.
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He sees her go still and silent with FEAR and it breaks his heart for one so small – she clearly doesn’t want to return out into the rain, so he takes his wallet out, revealing his medical licence to her in the hope that he can SOOTHE her. ( He doesn’t work with CHILDREN much, entirely out of a preference – ) “ It’s alright, I’m a Doctor … my name is Hannibal. Dievas, you must be freezing out here … “ He cannot in good conscious allow her back out in the wild without knowing she’ll be alright. Hannibal Lecter is many things, a BLOODY sort of man … but he has never hurt and innocent child and he has no intention to do so.
Poor thing looks ready to RUN though … she claims she isn’t lost, and so he nods. He would gladly invite her inside, if he thought she might accept. As it stands, he has the innate feeling this child knows the worst of the world – he doesn’t feel she’s likely to accept the offer, and such would be WISE of course … instead he shrugs off his coat and offers it to her.
“ What’s your name, darling? Perhaps I can call someone for you … are you in trouble? “
✝️ the things she’s seen , she knows that there are things out there that want to hurt her , that could have found her if she stayed where she was. They already took everything from her , and she didn’t even know what those things were. A nighttime fear that didn’t disappear once morning came ; like most nightmares did. This was real. And she couldn’t do anything to prevent it , things go over in her head over and over again. Running away , at least she would be safe. Small hands come together , and they tremble , along with the rest of her small body. For a moment , she looks back , almost like she was expecting to be followed , but the fear isn’t there.
The moment he brings up calling for someone , the fear in her eyes come back , and she shakes her head , and for a moment she considers trying to flee again. She does look at the card that’s held out , even if she knows nothing of what it means , only that doctors were supposed to be the good guys , that was all she knew.
“ Hazel Grace. “ she finally speaks up , her voice is small.
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Stumbling across a child on his doorstep is certainly not how he’d intended to spend this evening – no. He’d been heading out to HUNT … she startles when the door opens and he blinks, bewildered at the sight of her for a second before he kneels down to her eye level and offers a polite smile. ( Harmless little thing she is, reminds him of a BIRD. She must have been trying to get out of the torrent for a while – the downpour is heavy, and in the dark, it obscures the path and the way and the light. Travel would be hard for an adult, let alone for a CHILD. )
“ well hello there – “ it always surprises people to learn he’s rather good with children, all things considered. He remembers when Mischa was just a tad younger than this girl. “ Young Lady, are you lost? “
✝️ and when that door does open , when the lights go on , her body tenses , and her first instinct is to run. The rain doesn’t let her though , she would rather not spend an evening in the rain ( again ). There’s an unexplained fear that plagues her , and it’s written all over her face , a fear that gives the same aura as those things that killed her father. But she assumes it’s just because she is in unfamiliar territory. Hungry and cold , one wouldn’t think about anything else but solving those two issues first.
She shakes her head , although it doesn’t give off too much information , she’s not too sure of what to answer with. Technically she wasn’t lose ( she could always go back to the cathedral , but for what? ) There wasn’t anything left there anymore.
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WAYS TO SAY ‘I LOVE YOU’ LOST SEASON 1 & 2 EDITION (2004-2006) // SENTENCE STARTERS (PART 1/3)
i’ve always seen these floating around the rp scene, but never one for one of my favorite tv shows. anyone who’s watched this know show how much that little island family loves each other. hopefully, there will be three parts to this, one for every two seasons. feel free to change pronouns / descriptors to your liking !
- you’re going to be okay, do you understand me?
- no, you can do this. i’m telling you.
- well, hang in there.
- we need to stay together.
- here. here you go. hey.
- if we can’t live together, we’re going to die alone
- you can do better than that.
- is there anything i can do for you?
- breathe. just breathe, (name).
- you need some rest. c’mon.
- just be really careful, okay?
- i know how confused and angry you must be right now. i can’t say i understand what you’re going through, but i know what it feels like when you lose family.
- you need to get your blood sugar level up.
- you need to lie down.
- how are you? do you want to take a walk?
- alright, slow now. slow and gentle. easy.
- surprise.
- you just need to take it a little slow. are you okay with that?
- when was the last time you slept or had something to eat? you’re exhausted.
- i’ve got to change these bandages.
- you don’t have to be alone, (name).
- take it easy. keep the weight off. here, let me have a look. does this hurt?
- it’s okay, shhh.
- easy. that’s good. that was good. okay, one more.
- i’ve got you. it’s alright. it’s okay. you’re okay now. you’re safe. you’re safe. it’s okay.
- you need stitches. try to be still.
- you know what i think, (name)? you need to ask for help.
- okay, i’ve got you now. it’s going to be okay now. we’re going home, (name). we are going home.
- you okay? you were shaking.
- you’re developing quite a talent.
- you’re not alone. don’t pretend to be.
- it’s all yours.
- i only carry it because i have someone to protect.
- it was a dream, (name).
- i heard screams. i got worried.
- let me give you a hand, okay?
- (name), you are not worthless.
- i will never leave you. i love you and i believe you.
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HANGING MAN; CURSED MAN; DEAD MAN. Little boy; scared boy; hollow boy! Hold your head high beneath the weight of your name. RETRIBUTION IS NIGH- your end fast approaching. Soon the world will hear of your deeds; YOUR SACRIFICE POINTLESS NO LONGER! And as your body is given back to the Earth the world will cry: little boy; scared boy; hollow boy! SACRED MAN; BLESSED MAN; PEACEFUL MAN. For your mission has been completed; your bones laid to rest. Sleep now, Dean Winchester, for your sacrifice has been rewarded- YOU ARE IN PAIN NO LONGER.
INDIE | SELECTIVE | DEAN WINCHESTER
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Ask Box Trick-or-Treat
Send ‘Trick or Treat! 🎃’ to my inbox and I’ll give you a treat! This could be: a promo graphic, icons, an aesthetic graphic of your muse, a drabble, a photoset of our muses together, a moodboard based on one of our threads, or some other goodie! Happy Halloween! Let’s celebrate!
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*: ･ﾟ✧ interrogation starters.
feel free to change pronouns etc as needed.
CALM / QUESTIONING.
- “ tell me, what happened?”
- “ did you see anything?”
- “ what do you remember?”
- “ do you remember anything unusual?”
- “ please, try to remember as much as you can.”
- “ every detail is important.”
- “ and what happened next?”
- “ and what did you do when all this took place?”
- “ what were you doing around __ am/pm?”
- “ where were you around __ am/pm?”
- “ can anyone verify that?”
- “ was someone with you?”
- “ and you had nothing to do with it?”
- “ and you weren’t involved?”
- “ did you see it happen?”
- “ did you see who did it?”
- “ did you see or hear anything? anything at all?”
CARING / UNDERSTANDING.
- “ you seem scared… is that why you don’t want to talk?”
- “ did someone hurt you?”
- “ it’s okay. you can tell me.”
- “ you were just trying to defend yourself, weren’t you?”
- “ we can take a break, if you want.”
- “ everything will be okay, i promise. but you need to talk to me.”
- “ it’s okay if you don’t want to talk about it. but it really would help if you did.”
SUSPICIOUS.
- “ there is something you’re not telling me.”
- “ i think you’re lying.”
- “ you looked away just now when you said that. are you sure you’re telling the truth?”
- “ except what you’re telling me doesn’t align with what we already know.”
- “ seems to me like you know more than you’re letting in on.”
- “ what aren’t you telling me?”
- “ who are you trying to protect?”
- “ so you really don’t know what any of it means? no clue at all?”
- “ they must’ve told you more than that.”
- “ you have to have seen more than that.”
- “ and you want me to believe you don’t remember?”
- “ and you want me to believe you had nothing to do with it?”
- “ an accident? is that what you’re going with?”
DEMANDING.
- “ i need you to tell me the truth.”
- “ i need you to tell me what happened.”
- “ i know you’re not telling me the truth.”
- “ that doesn’t line up with the evidence. so… you wanna try that again?”
- “ stop lying. i already know that’s not what happened.”
MAKING A DEAL / ASKING FOR HELP / DEMANDING HELP.
- “ what do you want in exchange for this information?”
- “ i’m listening…”
- “ you’re coming with me.”
- “ since you’re the only one who knows how to find them, i don’t really have a choice but to take you with me.”
- “ fine. i’ll take you with me, but if you try anything…”
- “ i can’t give you that. you know that.”
- “ if we’re going to make a deal, you’re gonna have to ask for something a little more rational than that.”
- “ okay. we have a deal.”
- “ sorry. no deal.”
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reblog this if you actually like following me.
✝️ surely going to strange houses wasn’t the best situation , but , she was never taught anything of the outside world. Because back then it didn’t matter , she had a guardian , she had someone to look up to , but since his passing , since the funeral , she did not want to go with anyone else. The child isn’t even sure if anyone else knew of her existence and if they did happen to go back to the cathedral to look for her , she would not be there.
instead , she would be battling the rain in attire that was not suited for it. It was similar to a choir dress , easy for winged appendages to be comfortable , easy for them to be out , but hiding them was not on her mind , no one would see her in the dark. That was why she planned her whole travel around the darkness - but - when she takes shelter from the rain , she does not notice this is someones residence until she starts to hear the door open.
Experience with people , that she had none , except for one who could not help her now.
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teen idle / marina & the diamonds
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SILENCE COULD BE SEPARATED INTO TWO SEPARATE CATAGORIES: peaceful and dangerous. The Bunker was a place of solitude; a safe place; a working place. It was common for the Winchesters, in their great proximity, to never utter a single word- they had no NEED. But with the addition of a child- with a girl as joyous and as LOUD as she could be, the silence was unnerving. Boots, quiet, against the hard floor; fingers occupying the space found within his pockets. It seemed a wander, the speed at which Dean carried himself into the library. His voice was near a w h i s p e r as his reprimand gained strength; the mention of her name soft as it left his lips. “Hazel Grace, what did I tell you about muzzle control?”
✝️maybe it was because he wanted to feel like she fit in , held a weapon that would defeat the evils just like the people that raised her. the gun is pointed at it’s owner , it’s fear that makes it happen so. But as fast as it’s held up , it’s put down just as equally. Out of everyone else who resided here , it had to be him who caught her. And she didn’t even hear him come in - ❝ to . .. not point it at anyone? ❞ she replies , she wasn’t stupid , careless , didn’t think sometimes , but she knows the answer , she knows better than to act without reason.
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Blinking slowly as he hadn’t even meant to scare her he was just grabbing candy from the secret stash Gabriel and him found. He blinked at her furrowing his eyebrows together. “But Sam told you to stay..inside..” he trailed off while making a confused face. “Aren’t I suppose to tell the truth? That’s what Sam told me..”
✝️ She wishes that a situation like this would be more suited to have a conversation to explain everything. But she can’t just tell him he was wrong? Because he wasn’t. Nerves begin to set in , “ well , yeah , you’re supposed to tell the truth , but - “
“ but sometimes , lying is the best thing to do so I don’t get in trouble. “
