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things to know :

I’m sorry I haven’t been around, I don’t have an excuse besides lack of internet access.

This blog is now on an official hiatus / semi hiatus because honestly I’m never here we know.

I’m working on possibly moving Billie & Ellen to a multimuse so I will uh, actually be active.

I am always available on discord or if you want to know where I am on tumblr hit me up in the IMs and I’ll let you know.

inexorablc-blog

things to know :

I’m sorry I haven’t been around, I don’t have an excuse besides lack of internet access.

This blog is now on an official hiatus / semi hiatus because honestly I’m never here we know.

I’m working on possibly moving Billie & Ellen to a multimuse so I will uh, actually be active.

I am always available on discord or if you want to know where I am on tumblr hit me up in the IMs and I’ll let you know.

things to know :

I’m sorry I haven’t been around, I don’t have an excuse besides lack of internet access.

This blog is now on an official hiatus / semi hiatus because honestly I’m never here we know.

I’m working on possibly moving Billie & Ellen to a multimuse so I will uh, actually be active.

I am always available on discord or if you want to know where I am on tumblr hit me up in the IMs and I’ll let you know.

#sorry for this ugly post im mobile #( mobile. )#( ooc. )

phantomemes

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‘ when I was five, I burned my hand on the stove my mother never warned me not to touch ‘ ‘ your soul seeks the warmth ’ ‘ tell me again how our ashes were too holy for this universe to taste ’ ‘ you have bitten your tongue so many times it no longer remembers how to bleed ’ ‘ you have an army of words hidden behind your teeth ’ ‘ what a modern fucking tragedy you turned out to be ’ ‘ what do you think the stars wish for then ? ’ ‘ maybe i could have loved you if i’d prayed another way ’ ‘ maybe i could have loved you in any life but ours , now ’ ‘ i found a catalyst for disaster in you ’ ‘ i don’t know if it’s true but i’d like to believe it ’ ‘ i’d like to believe that we exist living a thousand lives , side by side ’ ‘ you would consume me ’ ‘ my organs are tied in knots ’ ‘ my bones are headstones ’ ‘ tell me we’re not still hollow ’ ‘ tell me we’re forgiven ’ ‘ smile with your teeth , darling ’ ‘ do not be afraid to show the world that you would eat it whole ’ ‘ you are the brightest goddamn sun i have ever seen ’ ‘ mention our ghosts , our knotted spines ’ ‘ we are graveyards , reaching , with haunted bones ’ ‘ we endure ’ ‘ this heaviness in my chest , i wanted to give this ache a name ’ ‘ there are no pain receptors in the lungs ’ ‘ with every breath i swallow , i drown ’ ‘ you are in my bones , wherever i go , know — i take you with me ’ ‘ you matter ’ ‘ but for right now , in this very moment , you exist ’ ‘ you don’t have to be , you already are ’ ‘ soulmates aren’t rare , they aren’t ’ ‘ you’ll meet a thousand soulmates , just as you’ll live a thousand lives ’ ‘ knowing them is like being found without ever knowing you were lost ’ ‘ you can’t give your storms to someone else ’ ‘ nothing lasts forever , not even the rain ’ ‘ to be is terrifying and it’s okay to fear ’ ‘ there will be hollow spaces beneath your heart and in your ribs ’ ‘ don’t claw out your throat while waiting for someone else to scream ’ ‘ blood beneath your fingertips isn’t easy to clean ’ ‘ where death becomes , red lips are stained ’ ‘ doomed are we to seek an absolution we will never touch ’ ‘ in some other universe you’re asleep ’ ‘ everyone leaves ’ ‘ the important ones come back ’ ‘ you’re not a ghost , you can’t haunt those that forget you ’ ‘ don’t count your breaths as you cross the street ’ ‘ every moment passes into another until it doesn’t ’ ‘ everything ends and it’s okay ’ ‘ behind every constellation , there is a pathway to another you and i ’ ‘ every star is another story , every night a different sky ’ ‘ we end , to begin again ’ ‘ beyond every somewhere , we still exist ’ ‘ there are a thousand theories , we are only one ’

#( meme. )

ROWENA !

“Regardless … why are you here exactly?” Settled back on her haunches and slowly rose, head tilted at the entity. Mumbled spell cleaned her hands and she slipped them into her pockets, stance more RELAXED than she felt. “A hunter hardly seems worth your time, and as far as I know Samuel isn’t hiding in the shadows to murder me.” Strange expression crosses her face, something vaguely resembling HOPE, but not lingering long enough to truly register. “Unless you’ve come to take me already, save the poor boy the TRAUMA of killing another of his…” struggled to find an accurate word without revealing vulnerability, “associates.”

“Blame it on old habits.” She doesn’t like the Winchesters. They’re a necessity, something the universe needs for the time being. That doesn’t mean she has to like them. Eyes dance across the witch’s features as expression shifts. “No.” In all honesty, she thought about it. Mused it over as she picked through the lives in her reading room. Stroked across the ring on her finger. “I’m not here for you.” But some rules still apply. “It’s a strange kind of cruelty, knowing how it’s going to end. Like reading the last sentence in a book. You know it’s going to end, but you don’t know how you get there.”

#thekingsmcther

inexorablc-blog

starter call while I try to talk myself into redoing my icons and things.

heroicidean-archive

spn moodboard ↠ billie

“The look in your eyes, I’ve seen it before. It’s a dead man’s look – eyes that say no matter where you go or what you do, it feels like this world doesn’t fit anymore, like you’re all alone.”

curiousitykilledthelady-blog

Reblog if your muse has a nice butt

logicalharleyquinn

Name’s Billie by the way

greelin

sometimes you just.. fuck a demon. have a one-night stand w/ an age-old malevolent entity. maybe even sometimes that blossoms into more. life's just like that, occasionally. like that's just how it is

deansmom

billie the reaper in 11.10

ROWENA !

“DEATH.” On her knees by the dead hunter, hands covered in his blood, and the gun now with her fingerprints on it; Rowena painted a pretty picture of guilt. “With all due respect darlin’, I really didn’t want to be seeing you again so soon.” Technically she had killed the hunter, but she hadn’t meant to, wasn’t entirely sure how it had happened. “There was a magical reaction when he died, and it wasn’t mine.”

“Last time, wasn’t my choice.” A hollow threat from the witch, Billie has taken note of it, marked it in her mind. She will not forget. It’s a cruel type of courtesy, some strange unprofessional politeness she extends to Rowena, as well as the Winchesters. To let herself be seen by them. “I don’t judge.” Head tilts, her interest clear as she studies the ginger and the scene that has unfolded before her.

#thekingsmcther

CROWLEY !

The world has changed so much since he’s taken on the throne of Hell a few years ago. But Billie has been a constant in his life and …losing her, even if only temporary, hadn’t been pleasant. He hadn’t been worried per se, just …unhappy. “Barely.” Standing there, it dawned on him how much he’d missed her, how badly he’d wanted to see her again. “Did I have reason to be?”

Things everyone should know: DEMONS LIE, she wonders for a moment, if he was worried she’d left, abandoned him in the big bad world they’ve both lived so long in. She couldn’t, not even if she wanted to. She’s grown attached to him. A rarity for her, and those like her. Steps halt when she stands before him, that slight smile more pronounced. “--No.” A LIE. Anyone who tangles with the Winchesters has reason to be worried for those they... care for.

#thekingsparty #Billie:#*carefully avoids the word love*

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HEADCANON. ( to be expanded upon later. ) It is rare for reapers to be attacked, let alone for a hit to land, or to have an impact. Most times the wound is easily brushed off or heals in a matter of minutes / days. An angel blade is one of the only things that can leave a lasting mark on a reaper. Billie has scars from the angel blade Cas tried to kill her with. The larger scar is on her back left of her spine and the smaller is just below her collarbone. Both scars are in the shape of a three pointed star, as well as smaller scars freckled and littered across her chest and back where the light burned out of her body.