s.w.

𝙬𝙚'𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙪𝙮𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙨𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙

[helllore]

why do i have over 1k followers are you guys lost 

[usurpcr]

                𝐈𝐅 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐌𝐘 𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐎𝐌 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐘

                           𝑰 𝑾𝑶𝑵𝑻 𝑯𝑬𝑺𝑰𝑻𝑨𝑻𝑬 𝑻𝑶 𝑻𝑨𝑲𝑬 𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑰𝑹𝑺

                       𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐈𝐃𝐍𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐘

                                                            ♔

               eren jaeger of aot / extremely selective & mutuals only / penned by kate 

[jazzsbingoparty]

Visit Original Link

[helllore]

lucifer: [humans] are broken, flawed, abortions

me after eating a sleeve of oreos out of sheer boredom: maybe hes onto something

[helllore]

@forgottenxbrother​ / CONT

ADAM

“Pretty sure someone sicked it on me on our way out of the cage.

I can’t fight this alone.”

❝ Okay. It’s gonna be okay. You’re not alone. Here, take this. ❞ tosses his little brother a box of salt. ❝ Salt all the windows and doors. ❞ Sam starts loading rounds into the shotguns, demon blade tucked into his belt. ❝ –do you, uh, know how to shoot? ❞

[helllore]

i need more threads of sam seeing hallucifer and ppl are all just. u good dude

[cadavae]

How to get Out of the Forest

So you wanted to see some little secrets for yourself and now you're lost, huh? Haha, do not worry! I am here to help :)

First of all take a look around if you can recognize anything from your surroundings. Do you see any paths? Yes? Great! Don't use them

Go between the trees and orientate yourself o n the position of the sun

but be careful not to step into a mushroom circle! those little fellas have a strong grasp, haha!

Listen for any noises, but only follow voices y ou do n't know

Don't take anythi n g you found in the forest with you! the̶̡͉̤̜͊̐͛̃y̸̛̘̣͕͙̟͠ will come to retrieve it, and we don't want that!

If you are lost in hilly terrain, your best choice is almost always to travel downhill!

Don't follow any orb s, t̸̟̝͙̩͈͙̟̯̩̥̓͝h̸̺̹̝̉̀͗͌͛ẻ̶̪̦̀̈͊̉̍̂̃͆y̸̧̻͔̖̗̰̓ ̴̧͙͔̞̟̗̲̲̳̻̏ẅ̴̩̝̳̘i̴̩̳̼͇̟̻̽̋͗̋͘ļ̶̰͈̥̆͋̈́͑̾̑̿͘l̶̨̯̬̠̜̳̱̑̆͊͌̿̂̋͘ͅ ̷̧̮̻͉̈͊̓̓͝o̵͉͉͂͌̆̏͆͘ͅn̵͉̳̜̫͇̭͍̲̤̿͐̔̉̾̽͑̌͝͝ľ̶̛̜͖̣̥̽̍͆̅̇̎̚̚y̵̩͉̖̬̰̻̖͈͋͛̈́̊̃̀̾̽͝ ̵͇̺̫̱̖̘́͛̓ͅb̶̥̮͇̗̹̰̉̌̀̑͗͊̆̇ŗ̴͔̟̰̎͌̉̉̋͆͗̀͌̚͜ḭ̴̣͔̯͇͖̯̟͐̄n̵̥̎̀͗̂͛̈̊͊͝g̶̢̨̪̉̓͌̽̈́̆̋ ̸͇̼͐̀̇͊m̵͉̰̘̳͗̀̆́̓̈́i̴̧̤̝̺̲̮͐̊͑̋͒̚͝s̴͔͇͇̟̞͙͝͝e̴̾͑̾͘͜ṟ̶̆̀͗̔̄̊͛́̋̂y̸͙̙̜̯͓͑̽̀̓̊͆̋

Some things don't want you to le av e the for est

aNd will d o anything̷̰̒͒̾̾̔̿̿͠͝ to keep you t here

▐on't talk to crows or f▄es, they w ill only▐▖ę̶̧͕͙̲̱͓̟͈̲̋̓͛́̒̎̎̒͒͒

t̷͓̬̲̉́͆̚h̵̨̘̣̼͉̝͉̩͆̉̃̓ę̴̨̼̪̝̘̽͑̂͋͋̿̋̚y̴̨̡̝̣̗͈͓̆͑̈́͊͛͌̍́̚ do nnnn't wan̵͖̗̺͙̹͙̖͔̜̯̍t̶̥̼̦͍͕̠̠̻̤̞̍ ̵̬͕̩̞̺͇̞̣͋̆́͌̀̈́̽̚͝͠y̴̗̐̐̐o̸̧̨̨͖͉̪̤̩̠͌͐͛̂̐̌̔͝u̷̻̪̾̑̆͗̊͒̈́̓͠ to kknow how t o get o ut▎, so y▄▄▐▅▅▄ ▐▐▖ ▐▃▃▅

R̸͚͇̼̟͇̝͎͚̮͔̈́͊̃▐N̴̠̻̈́ fast▅

Never l et ▆▅▅▆▐▃▃▅

Remem ber to̷̯̙̱̪̠̠͋͛̋͊͝ ̵͎͚̖̯̦̟͍̉ͅa̵̤͆̍̾́ļ̸̝̜̺̺̩̪̈͜w̴̲̤̮͈̓̈͐͊͑̾̐ǎ̶̛̪̯̼͔̰̠̈̎͆́y̶̨̐̇̈́̂̽͂̋̏͘͝s̴͎͓̹̭̠̎ ̶̗̫͙̩̬̒̄̏ç̴̧͎̼͕̺̬̉͛̽̐̿̏̃̚͝a̶̯̓̈̏̈́̎͘r̴̛̛̜̗͕̺̼̻͓̣̯͗͌̀̆ŗ̴̖͉͋ỳ̴̢̢̨̻̘͚͔̯̄͋̆̔̔͒͊̕̕ ̶̣͎͕͔̞͚̇̔̕ă̶̺̳̪̼̭̍̄͛̇̅̕▐▖▅▆▅

▅▖▅▅▅d̵̜͚̯͇̠͔͖̝̝̓͠o̷̠̳͉̼̣̟͊̃̆̉͒̀n̶͙̒͐͑̾̅'̶̛̱͙̦̰̓̎͂̓̚͝t̴̺̻͉̯̦̘̭̣́▅▆▅【ＳＴＡＹ】

▅▖【H】 【E】 【R】 【E】▐▅▅▐▎▆▅▎▅

ḑ̷̺͈̙̠̮̟͕̇ò̴̪n̴͎͙̜̗͍̙̳͛͂̇̋̔̈̈̓'̸̢̥̫̣̓̏́̂̍̔͜͝t̴͙̙̝̘͓̤̮̮̠̗͋̋̾̽͒́̈́ ̷̣͔̥̤͍͚̌͜ͅl̵̯̤̞̗̕ 【W】 ī̸̡̛̬̹̑̅͗ş̴͍̞̗̀͠t̷͔̃̈̓ẽ̵̤̣̃̀̚ǹ̴̨̢̪̘̘͍̫͌́̿̚̕ ̶̨̲͈̙͈̻̲̳̌͌̾̃̇́̑͗͠ͅt̵̮̗̙̞̣̪͈͌̀́̏̀͐̂̆̌̔o̶̟̳͓͓͎̐ 【E】 ̶͈͛̊́̾̈́͛ṭ̶̱̹̞̽̈́̾́̓͛͐̒̕h̷̰̹͊͗̃̓̇ͅȩ̴̑̚ 【L】 m̷̡̗̲̮͇̱̬̙͙͛̌̃̆ ̵̥̝̪̝̖̰͚̤͍̽̽d̵̢̢̧̮̰͓̝̲̾o̷̞̹̹̺̯̝̩͛̆͊̊͘͜͝͠n̴̙̈́̏̃̉̆͘͠'̷̢̢͔̬͍͇̯͉͓̲͊̉͆̓̔t̴̨̔͒͋ 【C】 ̶̹̞͕̂̽̈́̀͝l̴̺͙̥͇͈̺̊̾̀̀̑̐͜͜͠͝i̷̢͚̹̣̎͑̌̉ṡ̵̙̽͜t̷̥̮̣̠͚̲͚̤̳̭͂̽̇̕e̴͓̓̆́̋̂̾͋͛̚͠n̴̙̊͐͌͒̚ ̶̨̞̹͓̭̳͎̰̪͠ͅt̶̛͙̥̗̻̀̆̅̈́ò̸̦̩͍̲̥́͗̂̀͝͝͠ ̷͕̝̗͚̖͔͇̖͆̈́̐̉̀ͅt̷͚̪̗͉̺̱̮͌̇͌͒͒̈̾h̷̡͚͈̲͓̻̗̟͙͒̈́̅ͅȩ̶͖̳͗̒m̷͇͊̍̎̊̚͠͝ ̶̨̙͎͉̟̘͔͇̆͛̈̕̚d̶̝̩͕̼͍͚͍̿̉̆͝ǫ̷͇̗̞̮̹̠̈́̈́̾̕n̵̢͇̱͓̖̿̌̒͑͛͝'̷̧͇͚̲̃̌̏̇͛͛͂́͆t̶͉̙̫̣̰͍̅̓̈́͐̐͝͠ ̸̱̫͌͊̆͂͗̒̚͠l̵̛͚̼͓̭̦̝͈̾́̈͑̏̃i̵͖̱͇͕̱͕̾̐̉̓̽͆͗̍̿͠s̵̟̦̪͈̞͉̈́̈́̏̿̀̀̚̚ṭ̶̡̡́͠ͅe̷͇̙̬͙̳̓͊̓͗̊͝n̴̛̛͖͙̰͎͒̈̀͛̉̃͘͜ ̴̢̢̛͓̞̼̭̻̙̗̺͐̐͌̆t̸͚̂͌ơ̷̮̲̯͈͕̻͓̻͐ ̸̹͈̺̤̙̎̊̑̆̎̾͒t̷̨͚͚̯͙̙̣͉̿̅̂̃̒̕͠͝h̴̭͌͂ȩ̴̤͙̣̝̲͍͚̮̬̔͠m̵̟͚̰̬̲͓̦̰̭̿͆̇̾̇ ̴̦̠͉̩̐͝d̸̡̘̤̦̰̱̣̹̅̉̍̏͆̍̚ơ̶̧̡̻͈̹̱̥͌̐̾̍̓̕͜ͅň̶̛͚̖̯̃̊̈́͘͝'̶̨͎̫̤̞͓̄͊̋͛̕͝ͅț̷̡̞̳̳̈́̊̈́̇̊̂̈͘ ̷̤̺͇̱̅͆̏l̷̠͓͍̞͙̱̤̉̉i̷̬̿̎͐͑̂̚s̶̛̙̦̱͎̰̬̤̈̀t̴̼̕e̶̢͉͓̩̺̞̬̫̤͕͂́̿ṇ̶͋̓̋̄̋ ̷̟̳͚̘͕̬̉̂̀̂͋͠͝t̴̲̗̱͙͖͔̐͜ö̶̢̻̞̟͈͙̪̺͍͓́͝ ̴̗͙̞̫́́͠͝ṱ̵̢̭̫͔̯̮̖̊̄̊̇͜͜h̸̹͈̦̳͓͓͈̙̾̑͌͜ 【O】 e̸̢̬͓̫̖̻̻̩̳͒m̷̛̳̺ ̸͚̠̣̪̀̾̋͋͛͠͠͠͝d̶̺̩͈̺̲̲͔͇̗̪̑͊ơ̵̲̟͓͍̟̦͓̯̽̈̀̾̆͆͆̉̿ͅn̴̟̈́̅'̷̬̐͆̔̕t̷̨̤͍͚̀̒̀ ̶͕͕͖̤̺̃l̷̘͍̲͊͌̌̾̈͗̾̓͒͝ì̵̛̘̟̞̟͇͔̗͓̾̈́̌̏̀ 【M】 s̶̨̹̱͖̝̘̗̮̱̭̑́t̸̹͇̰̣̿̈́̓͘͜e̴̡̡̤̫͉̪̯͛͆̋̈́͌̈́͝͝n̷̹̮͓̍̈͛̀̄̇̃͘͘͝ ̴͖̽̊̇͂͆͗͠t̶̛̪̰͈͈͍̱̿o̸̜͎̞̺͆̿͊̓͐̀̀͝ ̶͈̙́̍̎t̴̹̭̲̐̈̀̾͊̀̊̕ḩ̴̢͍̼̙͔̓͛͊̍́͝é̶̡͉̲͍̬̝͈̩̗̞̍͂̉̽̉͒̍̓m̶̘͙̠̝̹̪͇̘̫̆̀̇̿ ̵̼̙̱̯͕̎̊͝d̸̥̟̖̙̜̮͕̅̈́́̐͆̅ơ̵̡̲͈̘͍̰̩͆͛̉͗͊̆̔n̴̡̨͍̝͎̲̮̝̩͑̒̚'̶̥̙̭̟͈͎̇ṱ̶̨̳̱̯̉͂̈̐̋̌͌̚͜͝ ̵̢̧̢̪̮͖̣̣͙̤͒̅̊̅̅͂̋̚͠l̸̛͉̺̰̺͖͊͋̈̃̈́͊̂͛i̸̫̰̯̯̘̫̬̹̿͠s̸̛̻̮̜̤͖̭̬͈̬̼̀̉ 【E】 t̵͔̠͈͖̣̓͑́͑̑̽͘͜e̵͉̥̎̊n̷̢͎̳̝̣̈̆͒̑ ̸̙̞̪͔̠͒͒ţ̷͚̙̊͑̓̽̾̕̕o̴͔͍̫͚͚̺̟͙̣͓͋̍͝ ̶̛̘͇̊͌̊̌͘͜t̸̯͎̖̩́́̀͜ͅḧ̵̪̯̱́̋̊̈́͑̄͠e̵̠̥̪͍̺̳͒͛́̽͊̍͘͝͝͝m̷̘͍̮̝̦̑̕ ̸͇̭̃d̸̗̗̤̲͚̙͉̈̐͊̐̈͘̚ȯ̶͖͈̝̮̲̮̘͗̐̎̂͌̀̕n̸̖͓͑̈́̑́̈́̀̏̊͘'̴͍̯̲̘͖̱͖̻͚̿́͆̊͌̉̌̕ͅt̷̼̝͓͎̗̫͊̉̚͠ͅ ̴̱͐͊̾̾̍͗l̵̩͛̀͗̅̕͜ͅi̸̢̜̯̳̐̓̀̽̀š̸̡̥̰̻̤̞̤̲͒̂̾͋͒̕ͅţ̵̮̪̖͔͚̃̓̾́̈́̊̚͠ẹ̵̋̀n̶̨̢̺̗̭̤̳̹̰̄͌̈́͐̉̿͑̀͊͒ ̷̘̞͙̩̹̱͎͎̈̍̀̌͑t̷̡̞̰̱͍̍̓̈́̓͛̄̾̽͐o̵͓͙͗̽̍̊̀̊͗ ̴͉̬͓̻̳͕̌͊̈́͠t̷͎̹̹̗̞̫̤̅͊̓͜h̷͙̫̙͖͍̦̔͐̈̑̀̆͘ẽ̷̛̛̲̙̙͑̈́̓̈́̀̀̕m̴̳̐͌͌̀͑͘͝͝ ̸͍̳̾̋́̀͋̆͐̍̕͝ḑ̸͚̮̥̫͙͋͌̓͋͊̽͂̃̌̀ǫ̸̬̩̙̜͇͔͍̝̊̉͋̇̌̚͜͝n̶̢̜͕͔͗́̋̐̄͊̑͝'̸̲̝͖͍̙̠̑̆̂̃̉̓̀̉̍ͅt̴̞̪͓̠̭̭͔͒̊͗͑̈́͗͠ ̷͉̻͙̮̣͔͙̓͒͑̈́̔̂̒̋͠l̴̼̺̲͐̈́̆ī̸̛̗͗̽̍͝s̵̘̓̓̐̇̓͊̆́̎t̵̢̟̠͔̖͖̿̑͆͗̈́̎̚͝e̷̤̤̟̯̿n̸͇̞͔̻̭͕͗ ̸̱͕̭͚̮̞͕̺̞̅̈́̍̈́̔̒̃̈́̕̚ţ̷̛͕͍̪̻̖̤͖̞͗̀o̸̝̹̹͆́̈́̌͝ ̶̻̟̞͖̼̞̪͚̀͜t̷̬̣̿̾̊̆̀̈́͝ḩ̴̨̢̜̺̅̇̀̉e̴̻̹͚̞͌m̷̢̪̣͎̰̞͓͚̤͂͋̓͊̇̌̅̀͌ͅ

If you follow all the steps above, this will be your guide to successfully finding your way home! Good luck! :)

[maziekeen]

[infernalmemes]

❧    𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐀𝐃𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐒 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.

FEEL FREE TO CHANGE PRONOUNS, WORDING, ETC. TO SUIT YOUR NEEDS

❛ are you looking at me in my face?! ❜

❛ stop! stop running! ❜

❛ I heard you like to pick on women, do you want to pick on me?! ❜

❛ there are some things in this world we will never fully understand. ❜

❛ we want answers. ❜

❛ come on the bed and feel the vibrations with me. ❜

❛ being scalded by that potsticker has jolted my mind back to the task at hand. ❜

❛ we debunked this as not being not a ghost. ❜

❛ I can’t give you an explanation. ❜

❛ it’s an animal head skull! ❜

❛ bro, it just winked at me. ❜

❛ what was that?! ❜

❛ did someone just scratch me?! ❜

❛ go play with my balls. ❜

❛ there’s a teeny tiny figure on my recorder! ❜

❛ we’ve debunked that orb as not being dust. ❜

❛ come and harm me! ❜

❛ I would later regret that comment. ❜

❛ it’s a cow, man! ❜

❛ and I hope you hear me up there, in the damn attic! ❜

❛ oh my god, bro. ❜

❛ do you like us being here? ❜

❛ it feels like I got stabbed. ❜

❛ you want to tickle my big ol’ long toes? ❜

❛ I heard what sounded like a witch mixed with a bobcat. ❜

❛ your attacks on women and old people are gonna stop! ❜

❛ whoa, it said whoa after I said whoa. ❜

❛ why me? ❜

❛ hey, bowling ball, looking at you. ❜

❛ take the gold. ❜

❛ get out! ❜

❛ if this is the portal to hell, why don’t you come up out of that ground, and get us? ❜

❛ I’m gonna put this between my legs, because I hear that’s where the incubus likes it. ❜

❛ that spider went straight for my jugular! ❜

❛ we’re not here for beauty, we’re here for darkness. ❜

❛ what are the chances of a couple of guys like us hooking up with a horse like that? ❜

[tswift]

request for you to not be a bitch

request denied

[crabackles]

[helllore]

dick roman is hot. thats it. thats the whole post

[horrorrpmemes]

SCREAM — SENTENCE STARTERS

‘  take  it  easy  .  ‘

‘  why  don’t  you  want  to  talk  to  me  ?  ‘  

‘  you  like  scary  movie  ?  ‘  

‘  what’s  your  favorite  scary  movie  ?  ‘

‘  so  you  got  a  boyfriend  ?  ‘  

‘  why  ?  you  wanna  ask  me  out  on  a  date  ?  ‘  

‘  I’LL  GUT  YOU  LIKE  A  FISH,  UNDERSTAND  ?  ‘  

‘  i  want  to  play  a  game  .  ‘

‘  it  occurred  to  me  that  i’ve  never  snuck  through  your  bedroom  window  .  ‘

‘  i  just  thought  we  could  maybe  do  a  little  on  top  of  the  clothes  stuff  .  ‘  

‘  you  see  what  you  do  to  me  ?  ‘  

‘  i  appreciate  the  romantic  gesture  .  ‘  

‘  you’re  just  a  tease  .  ‘  

‘  hey,  it’s  called  tact,  you  fuckrag  .  ‘  

‘  scary  night,  isn’t  it  ?  ‘  

‘  well,  i  call  your  bluff  .  ‘  

‘  i  didn’t  do  anything  !  ‘  

‘  someone  tried  to  kill  me  .  ‘

‘  i  want  my  girlfriend  back  .  ‘  

‘  you’re  evil  .  ‘  

‘  you  are  pathetic  !  ‘  

‘  how  do  we  know  you’re  not  the  killer  ?  ‘  

‘  do  you  mind  if  i  join  you  ?  ‘  

‘  can  i  be  the  helpless  victim  ?  ‘  

‘  i  want  to  be  in  the  sequel  .  ‘  

‘  i  want  to  apologize  .  ‘  

‘  i  can’t  keep  lying  to  myself  .  ‘  

‘  i  think  i’m  really  scared  .  ‘  

‘  i’m  a  bad  seed  or  something  .  ‘  

‘  this  is  life  .  this  isn’t  a  movie  .  ‘  

‘  are  you  sure  ?  ‘  

‘  don’t  you  know  the  rules  ?  ‘  

‘  i’ll  be  right  back  .  ‘  

‘  i  thought  maybe  we’d  walk  .  ‘  

‘  it’s  such  a  nice  night  out  .  ‘  

‘  you  are  so…  amazing  .  ‘  

‘  what  do  i  have  to  do  to  prove  to  you  that  i’m  not  a  killer  ?  ‘  

‘  WATCH  OUT  !  ‘  

‘  help  me  !  ‘  

‘  be  careful  .  ‘  

‘  go  away  .  ‘  

‘  we  all  go  a  little  mad  sometimes  .  ‘  

‘  mmm  .  corn  syrup  .  ‘  

‘  it’s  a  lot  scarier  when  there’s  no  motive  .  ‘  

‘  give  me  the  knife  !  ‘  

‘  my  mom  and  dad  are  gonna  be  so  mad  at  me  .  ‘  

‘  i  always  had  a  thing  for  you  .  ‘  

‘  in  your  dreams  !  ‘  

‘  i  never  thought  i’d  be  so  happy  to  be  a  virgin  .  ‘  

‘  not  in  my  movie  .  ‘  

‘  hang  in  there,  buddy  .  ‘  

[ao3tags]

canon-typical levels of poor decision-making

[helllore]

DEAN ( @perditionburned ) asked , ❝ Can you walk? ❞

Gingerly, Sam attempts to place full weight on his injured leg. A hand flies out and grasps tightly to Dean’s shoulder for balance, fingers involuntarily digging deep as he ventures a short, lurching step forward. He inhales sharply through clenched teeth as a shooting, blinding pain sends his head reeling. His lower leg was clearly broken-- the younger Winchester has had far worse, nevertheless it certainly did not feel good. Sam finds himself leaning heavily against his brother. He pauses a beat before answering, eyes shut tight, before giving a small nod of his head in the dark.

❝ Yeah, no. It’s fine. Come on, let’s get moving. ❞

[helllore]

LUCIFER.

In a way he was somewhat disappointed, unable to hear the pain slip past his lips – but the fear and anger chasing across Sam’s features would have to provide enough satisfaction. Besides, it wasn’t like he could simply dispose of him. The Winchester being not only his true vessel but the very key to his escape of this horrid place. Not at all what his vision of the apocalypse was. His vision at least kept the initial beauty of the planet’s original design.

“Common sense, a practical little trait to have, isn’t it?” Lucifer surmised despite the other’s evident reluctance. He knew Sam would be working out an alternative plan within – he was always thinking ahead. And for the not so secret betrayal coming up, well Lucifer would do the very same thing if in his position. Oh, how alike they really were. He could rip through all those protective layers, for Sam’s heart and mind were no mystery to him. But Lucifer let it be for now. After all, they’d be spending quite a lot of time together ( once again, maybe forever trapped in this desolation. )

“We’re two halves made whole, remember? Together without choice but by design. And as for the Michael of this world, I’d like to see him try.” He gave Sam’s wrist another rough twist, grip remaining just as tight as a slight sigh left him. “Come on, Sam, now I think I’ve been rather courteous given the circumstances. You could at least pay me the same respect.” With that his fingers released their hold. “Up to you, but perhaps you’ll change your mind.”

❝ You just killed Cas! ❞ Sam exclaims, ❝ -- and broke my freakin’ wrist! Respect? Yeah, right. That’s pretty rich, even for you. ❞ Opposite hand automatically moves to his broken wrist, fingers gingerly clutching it. He did not intend to make any concessions with Lucifer. ❝ I’m good. ❞ He repeats, chin lifting in defiance. I’d like to see him try, too. Sam thinks to himself, holding his tongue and just stopping himself from saying it aloud, certain that they held opposing views as to which archangel would be victorious.  

❝ Alright, quit it with all that made for each other crap. It’s bad enough that I’m stuck here with you, I don't need any extra crazy piled on. ❞ Sam turns away, ignoring Lucifer entirely, and begins to work his way up a steep hill. 

For the first time since they found themselves stranded in this foriegn world-- Sam allows himself to wonder. What if it was possible? When the rift closed, Sam thought it had a cruel finality to it, a once in a lifetime occurrence. He had been so caught up in their situation that Sam failed to consider something he found true his entire life-- there is always a way. If it was opened once before, it could be opened again. There was nothing in the lore that came to mind- nothing Sam had read-- and he had read nearly every book in the bunker. This was uncharted territory, in every sense. Yet-- returning home suddenly didn’t seem so far fetched. And there it was-- a small glimmer of hope, both equally dangerous and fragile. The mere thought of seeing Dean and their mother again took hold-- fast. Sam had a snowballs chance in Hell at getting that door open again, and if he did somehow manage to pull off the impossible-- there was one thing he knew with absolute certainty: Lucifer wasn’t going back through it. Crowley gave his life to lock the archangel here. Sam couldn't let that sacrifice be in vain.

Cresting atop the hill, he stands surveying the desolate landscape. Come on, Sam mutters under his breath, he needed a win. Just a glimpse of life-- a camp, a settlement, anything. Something to start him on that long, impossible journey home. Staring back at him, however, was nothing but an empty grey and dying world, stretching on as far as the eye could see.

Frustrated, Sam calls over his shoulder. ❝ You’re an archangel. Why don’t you make yourself actually useful for a change. There must be some ancient Enochian spell, a ritual, anything to go off of. ❞

[helllore]

@chuckxalmighty 

The bunker was quiet. Dean was out on a beer run, Cas and Jack were off somewhere together. Sam found himself alone. The younger Winchester shut his bedroom door gently, pausing just inside the threshold before crossing over to the side of his bed. Dropping to his knees, elbows rest atop his neatly made bed, long fingers laced together. Sam clears his throat once, feeling curiously nervous.

❝ Hey, uh, God-- Chuck. On the off chance that you’re actually listening, I, uh-- it’s Jack. He’s a great kid. Nothing like Luc--- ❞ Sam cuts himself off abruptly, ❝ Look, I gotta’ be honest. I could really use your help here. His soul it’s... withering away. And that’s on me. I know that. I was the one who wanted to bring him back, and it was the only way--- but he keeps using his powers to save us, and it’s burning through his soul. Fast. Jack’s a great kid, ❞ Sam repeats, ❝ I think you’d like him. It’s just--- I could really use some help here. I--- I can’t lose Jack, and... I don’t know how to help him. So, if you are listening, I’m asking you, please, Chuck. Help me help him. ❞