Maybe It's a Miracle...or a Curse

Miracles are questioned just as much as curses are. Sometimes you can't even tell the difference. So is my new appearance considered a miracle or a curse? Regardless, I can still kick your ass if you piss me off. {Inde RP blog for Human!Impala from Supernatural}

[xmutatiio]

                        Listen to her purr!                                             Have you ever  h e a r d  anything so sweet?

                                                        written by malika

[xmutatiio]

                        Listen to her purr!                                             Have you ever  h e a r d  anything so sweet?

                                                        written by malika

[formamutofemina-blog]

{Wow, I actually remembered the information for this blog, but I might just delete and revamp cause this blog is a mess and I honestly miss Baby despite the hundreds of blogs I made and neglected within a week. We'll see! Thanks to those who actually stuck around. ♥}

[formamutofemina-blog]

{Clearly not wanted and unneeded atm, but if you really need something, I'll be here and here. ♥}

[roleplaysituationsandstuff]

Send one of these in my askbox to see how my muse reacts

[formamutofemina-blog]

“Everyone ends up alone.” "Stay close to me." "We need to get away." "This is all for you.” "How could you be so heartless?" "There’s gotta be another way out." “I’ve tried forever getting out on my own.” “I don’t wanna fight alone anymore.” “I never thought you would really go.” “I was being such a fool.” “But I can’t live without you.” “If I wanted to leave I would have left by now.” "Don’t let me down.” “And now I’m feeling stupid.” “I’ll only stay with you one more night.” “What’s that supposed to mean?” “Can’t take it no more.” “I used to pretend that I felt okay.” “I’ve failed you again.” “God knows that I tried…” “I was dreaming for so long.” "You are the piece of me I wish I didn’t need.” “If our love’s insanity, why are you my clarity?” "We both know how this ends." “This is not what I do.” “Is that alright?” “Am I even human?” "I’m a mess." "At least I’ve always been myself.” “No one knows my heart.” “I don’t know what I’m doing.” “There is something that you need to let me know.” “Be honest please.” “Say you’ll stay.” "I’ll look after you." “I wasn’t looking for this.” "Here’s my number." “Where do you think you’re going, baby?” “I missed you so bad.” "You see?" "Come on let’s go and play!" “Be my baby.” “Don’t you ever say I just walked away.” “I will always want you.” “I never meant to start a war.” “I just wanted you to let me in.” “I guess I should’ve let you win.” "You make me crazy from happiness." "You’re my prince from the fairy tale." "Where do I go if you leave?" "I was afraid you don’t care about me." “I can’t forget you.” “I’m your destiny.” “You are like frost.” “We just have to wait until the next life.” "We need to talk." “Where did I go wrong?” "I lost a friend." “If I don’t say this now I will surely break.” “I’m losing my control.” “What’s mine is yours to leave or take.” “You’ve begun to feel like home.” “If that’s what you want…” “But I’m only human!” “I bleed…” "I can do it!" “Don’t let them in.” “Let it go.” "We only have each other."  “Okay, can I just, say something crazy?” "We are meant to be."

[formamutofemina-blog]

{Okay wow I haven't been on here in a very long time! And I am so sorry! I just lost muse for Baby, plus I don't have very many things going on over here. But I do miss her and all of you! Very much and especially with Season 10 of SPN she's been buzzing around and bullying me to come back. SO if anyone is still interested?? Yes, no, maybe? I'll be here, tbh~}

[annatheangelmilton-archived]

Anna smiled lightly and nodded as she said. “Well, I know what it’s like to suddenly get pulled into a life that you probably didn’t want. It’s hard.” She said softly. “And I’ll do whatever I can to help you.” She said as she motioned for her to follow her. “I have a motel room nearby, you could get some rest there and we could start looking again tomorrow.” She said as she shrugged.

[formamutofemina-blog]

          "Ah, it's not all bad. I've survived this long so I must be doing something right." Meaning decapitations, silver bullets to the head, burning bones. The usual. The help was greatly appreciated and Erica wouldn't possibly know how to repay her. "Rest sounds great, actually. Seriously, it really does mean a lot." She assured, smiling as she began to follow the other.

[annatheangelmilton-archived]

Anna furrowed her brow and tilted her head as she heard that she had hid away before some things happened and she had to call them for help. She nodded in understanding before she said. “Well, I’m sorry that you were dragged into this life..” She sighed softly as she watched her for a moment. “You know, you can stay with me until we find them. I don’t mind.” She said softly. She shook her head when she said that she doubted she could help. “You would be surprised… I can help with quite a few problems.”

[formamutofemina-blog]

A grin crept onto her lips, slender digits reaching up to tuck away stray hairs. Yes, she had indeed been forced into the life of a hunter, but no complaints had been made. Surely enough they did frustrate her and result in a plethora of issues, but strangely enough, she craved the destruction of beasts that threatened humans. Almost a sense of a blood lust without the crazed personality. "The life is fine, really. I'm coping," Lips slightly parted, a subtle sound of inhaling air. "You mean it?" Somewhere to stay would be rather enjoyable. Park benches got uncomfortable to a certain point. "Thanks."

[annatheangelmilton-archived]

Anna nodded when she said she was sort of a secret family member that no one had been told about. “If I may ask, why did no one know about you?” She asked curiously. “I mean, you don’t have to ask if you don’t want to.” She said with a small smile before she looked down. “I could help you if you want.. But if you want Sam and Dean I’m not the one to ask. I’ve been looking for them too.”

[formamutofemina-blog]

        Well that question hadn't been anticipated in the slightest. One would think the topic would be left alone after the entire secret member ordeal. Erica attempted not to reveal any panic in the fact that she didn't have an excuse for this answer in particular. But... "It's complicated. I just hid away for the longest and when an unfortunate event occurred I decided to contact Dean and Sam. It was practically etched into my mind to call them whenever I needed help," Somewhat true. The best excuse she could come up with. Hope for finding the boys dimmed in her eyes, dark gaze shifting down. "Oh...I see. It's fine, really. I didn't expect to find them without difficult anyway. Though I don't quite know if you'll be able to help." 

[secretusreginam]

Evanescence Lyrics Sentence Meme

Just some lyrics from my favorite songs by Evanescence. Over 100 different sentences to choose from.

"Say you’re here and it’s all over now." "This truth drives me into madness." "I know I can stop the pain if I will it all away." "Don’t turn away." "Don’t try to hide." "Don’t close your eyes." "I’m frightened by what I see." "I’m so tired of being here."

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[bartendinghunter]

     [ The fact that the two were basing everything upon memory was incredible in itself. What could have been something the now-human could recall might just have been a vision or fake memory. But the likelihood of not seeing anyone or not being able to remember a certain object or scent, something they could trace… It was risky enough to trust something that might not have been real, but it was the only thing the two could rely on at this point—given that Jo was going to start believing this was actually real. ]

               ”Not anything that might stand out? A sign o’ something that didn’t seem right? Or… I dunno, I just don’t think that’s all you could poss’bly remember…? Not that I’m saying you’re lieing or anythin’, too.”

     [ The blonde smiled at the stranger.

 It was not as if anyone actually needed to beg for her to help, nor did she ever do something for public recognition. In fact, the opinions others had on Jo were merely brushed away on most occasions. Helping people was something she did best—after all, it was her primary role, as a hunter and bartender. Friendliness just happened to be one of the areas of expertise she had outside of work. Hence the slightly brash yet joking nature she presented. ]

               “‘M thinking witches. So you wouldn’t ‘ave seen a small bag o’some sort or something like that? Did you notice someone place something in… The Impala version a’ you?”  

[ It was the easiest conclusion to use. Knowing the Winchesters and their troublemaking ways, and knowing witches and their nature to take jokes to another level… It was like putting two with two. There was nothing else to judge her knowledge upon—well, nothing yet. The Harvelle was sure there was more to this than what was originally being said, but wouldn’t press as to interrogating the poor human. After all, she’d just found refuge, a safe spot. ]

[formamutofemina-blog]

        Memory. Not something Baby normally had to worry about. After all, what was a car with memory? Still a car for she was supposed to be an inanimate object. But now having developed a human body, and organs along with it, memory was present. And it was everything. Quite overwhelming if she put too much thought into it. Images flooding her mind all at once, resulting in a pounding and throbbing pain just behind her eyes and around her temples. Humans were still a mystery to her. Not that any of this was important at the moment. Concentration was also a complexity of hers.

        Pressing her lips together in apprehension, she searched deep into her mind back to that night. It was some time between one in the morning and two. The motel sign was flickering as it used it's last remaining light. Darkness embraced the atmosphere. Entirely too quiet. And then...

        "I honestly don't know. Maybe there was a flash of light briefly? But...it's too fuzzy. Assuming there's anything too remember."

        Propping her chin in the palm of her hand, Erica let out a heavy sigh in defeat, a subtle pain forming in the center of her head. Dark eyes glance lazily at the blonde, awaiting any other theories or questions she herself may have to consider. And there was. Witches. The thought had been swimming in her own head. But it had to be impossible, right? One corner of her lips tilts up in a small smirk, brunette head shaking.

        "If someone got inside me, I would know. Trust me. It's just...so weird. Even if a Witch did put a hex bag inside me, where is it now? Still planted in my guts? I'd probably be excessively sick if that were so."

        The words may have come out slightly harsh, but that wasn't to be the case. She was generally grateful and appreciative of the help. More than anything, exhaustion was consuming her. It had been quite awhile since she really settled down anywhere. Always on the move, hoping to get closer to her boys before they got further away. It was stressful hunting them down. Now she could see why monsters were always so frustrated with them.

[annatheangelmilton-archived]

Anna looked confused at her before she shook her head. “Winchester?” She asked before she swallowed hard. “I’m sorry, but how do you have their last name? I didn’t think they had any more siblings.” She said sighing heavily. She looked down and thought for a minute. “What do you need help finding?”

[formamutofemina-blog]

        Lips pressed together in apprehension, dark gaze briefly glancing down before returning to the other. A small nod was provided, hand rising before dropping back to her side with a small thump against her thigh. "Yeah. Kind of a...secret family member no one knew about. But anyway!" Her words were spoken low and fast, a subtle smirk lining her lips. "Well that's the thing. I don't exactly know what I'm looking for which is why I need Sam and Dean. I believe they can help."

[annatheangelmilton-archived]

Anna continued to watch her, swallowing hard before she shook her head. “Sorry, but can I at least know what you need help with? Or your name? Something that could I could tell them so I know that you’re not going to hurt them. I just want to keep them safe, and if you know them then you know how many people want to hurt them and kill them. I’m just trying to protect them.”

[formamutofemina-blog]

        Oh, there were countless beings that wanted the Winchesters dead. Or worse if possible. Erica was able to relate in wanting to protect them. It had been her job to do so since the boys were in diapers. "Erica Winchester. I'm hoping that Dean and Sam can help me in search of something." Patience was dimming. The more time she wasted, the further the boys got from her.

[teampooratlas]

"Don't look at me like that."

Dean’s eyes didn’t look away. “But you said…you’re my Impala?” His voice cracked.

[teampooratlas]

Dean could hear her stomach growl and he smiled. “Alright. I’ll take care of you.” He leaned back I the booth and laced his fingers behind his neck. “Haven’t eaten in a while have you?”

[formamutofemina-blog]

        Brown eyes rolled, not bothering to comment at first. Erica leaned back in a mirroring gesture, crossing her arms over her chest. "Well when you're chasing down the Winchesters you forget that eating is a survival necessity. So no, I haven't. With the exception of some energy bars here and there and maybe a muffin."

[annatheangelmilton-archived]

Anna stood in shock for a moment when she told her that she was looking for the Winchesters. She knew them, not even needing a description, but then again she didn’t know what this woman wanted with them and she stayed quiet. “What exactly do you want with them again may I ask?” She asked curiously.

[formamutofemina-blog]

        "It's just important that I find them. I consider them family and I could really use their help." It wasn't a lie, not even remotely. The two were family and she needed them. Though if they couldn't help, who's to say she could actually revert back to her own form. Observing the red-head before her, Erica could see the slight glimmer of shock in her eyes, obviously implying that she does know the Winchesters. No surprise, honestly. Anyone who didn't know them was definitely out of the loop.

[secretusreginam]

Somebody

                 make

                          me

                          feel

                  alive

          and

                                         Ƨ                                             H                                                 A                                                     Շ                                                         Շ                                                             є                                                                R

                            me!

[annatheangelmilton-archived]

Anna nodded when she told her that she was looking for some people and furrowed her brow. “Alright, I’m sure I can help you find whoever you’re looking for.” She said with a friendly smile. “What do these people look like? And what are their names?” She asked softly.

[formamutofemina-blog]

          Names. They always wanted names. But of course, how else would you find someone? You wouldn't whistle and call "Here, boy!" while looking for them. Though Erica did have to restrain herself from laughing at that idea. Perhaps when she actually found the two, she'd try it out. "Sam and Dean. They're brothers. One's pretty tall with...untamed hair, dark eyes. The other's shorter, has green eyes, and can most likely be found with either pie or an explicit magazine." Her eyes subtly rolled at his preferred "hobby."