M O N S T E R

RUN LITTLE MONSTER Indie rp blog for OC Campbell Stirling Mun and muse 21+ Written by Margaret

[goshzillas]

And lesson them in fear in place of love.

[iburnedyourletters]

Slurred words uwu

Send “slurred words” to hear my muse describe yours whilst ridiculously drunk.

“Okay, so there’s a monster in my bed, and his name is Cam, and I invited him there, and he’s wearing a hunter right now, and oh man, I’m a bad, bad hunter. I am the worst, but he is the best. No matter what host, his smile is the biggest and the brightest, and he’s sweet and innocent, and I can’t wait for the next adventure. A little too overprotective and a little naive, and yet…”

She fell into a fit of giggles before sitting up a little straighter.

“I love him. I love my little mess. Angry little brollachan. Warm little brollachan. The world doesn’t understand, and that’s okay. Have you seen him smile? See him smile, see him laugh, he just makes me happy, and the world is so angry about it, but we’re young, and it’s okay. Until he breaks my heart…until he breaks my heart or my spine, we’re going to live like we’re lovestruck teenagers.”

[shatteredsavior-blog]

So I looked, and behold, a black horse, and he who sat on it had a pair of s c a l e s in his hand.

[shatteredsavior-blog]

So I looked, and behold, a black horse, and he who sat on it had a pair of s c a l e s in his hand.

[covetousform-blog]

Like for a starter!

[findingwordsforthoughts]

Stop wishing you had thicker skin just so you could take more hits.

m.v., There’s a reason we have bruises.  (via findingwordsforthoughts)

[blvck-throne]

I’m loyal to who is loyal to me.

(via urulxce)

[supernaturaldaily]

[jensenfans]

Dean + Hair

[winchestress]

[shatteredsavior-blog]

I myself am made entirely of  f l a w s

                 stitched together with good intentions

[covetousform-blog]

Gonna hop off for a bit and then I think I’m going to head over to Sam and see what I can do over there

[covetousform-blog]

“ you're a monster. ”

@blamedhimself

He took a step backward, squaring his shoulders, puffing his chest, making himself look bigger. A low growl rumbled up from his chest, his lip twitching before he restrained himself from baring his teeth. 

You’re not an animal anymore.

He felt his pulse quicken--not yours, you bastard, Dean hissed in his mind, and Campbell nearly snarled as he shoved the hunter down in their shared headspace, buried him in memories. Campbell knew how strong the bond between the brothers was, and the last thing he needed if he was looking at a conflict with Sam Winchester was Dean sabotaging him from within.

“You don’t know me. You’ve got no idea what I am.”

[covetousform-blog]

You're not a monster

@sogethis

He blinked up at the other man in surprise, barely restraining a flinch born of shock. Of all the things he had expected to hear from Sam Winchester, that was not one of them.

“D’you--do you really think that?”

[covetousform-blog]

"You're not a monster." // okay but it's true so :')

@puredescent

He stares down at his hands, memory of blood and gore dripping from his fingers forcing his eyes shut. But he can’t quite force out the dying screams, can’t quite force out the sounds of ripping flesh from his mind. He’s torn between the desire, the need to survive, to claw and fight until he’s the last one standing, and the desire to be good. He glances up at his friend, searching her face for some sliver of reassurance, of comfort, his own expression one of regret and quiet fear.

“So why do I feel like one?”

[wnq-writers]

Losing someone you love is like losing air. It’s slow and painful, and there’s nothing you can do about it. You just watch the world disappear.

dylnaldduck

(via eorlic)

[confessionsofaformerteenybopper]