hapless, hopeless...

Hey-o. The name's Castiel, a humble resident of Camp Chitaqua, one of the few remaining refugee camps of its kind in what was once the United States of America. [ indie endverse!spn rp blog ] — ᴜɴᴏғғɪᴄɪᴀʟ ʜɪᴀᴛᴜs —

[lukecrain-archive-deactivated20]

But now It’s the end x

[angstmemes]

kidnapped/imprisoned starter sentences

“Not eating the food I give you is not going to make me give you nicer food.” “You should be grateful I come down here and talk to you at all.” “Listen to me or I’ll treat you even worse.” “I picked you off the street because you were beautiful. You should feel flattered.” “You don’t need freedom if I give you everything you need.” “You can come out of the basement if you give me a very good reason to let you.” “What’s this? Are you trying to get away from me? You should know better.” “Get on your knees and pray I’ll forgive you.” “Oh, you’re hungry? Sing me a song and you can have my leftovers.” “Don’t cry, I’m keeping you safe down here, away from the world. You don’t need it. You only need me.” “Freedom is a burden. You should be glad I took it away from you.” “I bought you some new clothes. Please wear them tonight at dinner.” “You don’t get to decide anything, understood? I make the rules and you obey them if you want to remain unharmed.” “You’re nothing but a little doll I get to play with.” “I own you.” “Don’t worry, I’m not going to take away your virginity just like that. I’m saving it for something special.” “I’m not going to kill you. Not yet.” “If you’re good, you can shower with warm water today.” “Crying won’t make me stop hurting you. It just encourages me.” “You’re so young…” “I love it when you scream, but I will only stop when you can’t scream anymore.” “I’m sorry, I completely forgot you were still down here.” “There’s someone coming to join me tonight. I’m sure you’ll be quiet, or I’ll have to kill my guest again and it’ll be your fault.” “You’re going to have some company tonight. Try to think of him/her as your little brother/sister. I want you to do to him/her what I do to you, understood?” “I’m bringing some friends along to show them how well trained you are.” “How dare you talk to me like that. Wash your mouth, with soap. Now.” “It’s been a pleasure watching you grow up. Your mummy and daddy would have been so proud of you.” “I brought you some food. Now crawl over here and lick it out of the bowl like a good pet.” “I think you should remind me why you’re worth keeping alive down here.” “Tell me how much you love me and you can have your dinner.” — “Hello? Is anyone down here?!” “Oh my god, what is this place? How can you still be alive? I’ll get you help! Please hold on.” “You don’t have to hide from me. I’m trying to help you. I won’t hurt you, I promise.” “What happened to you? How long have you been kept here?” “Hello? Where am I?! Who are you?” “Have you ever tried to escape? Do you think it’s possible if we work together?” “It’s the police! Show yourself!” “Is that really you? Oh my god, I found you, I can’t believe I found you…”

[roleplayermemes]

Torture sentence starters

“Oh god.. Oh please, god, no!”

“Please… Please..! I’ll do anything..!!”

“P-please.. Please don’t..”

“Anything but that.. Please, please! Stop!”

“Stop? Why on earth would I do a thing like that for?”

“We’re having so much fun!”

“We’ll have so much fun, you and I…”

“Look at the new toy I got for us to play with!”

“Shut up! Shut up!!”

“Oh please.. Like I haven’t heard that one before…”

“If I had a nickel for every time someone begged me to stop… I’d be fucking rich.”

“Ooh, look at that. Look at all the blood. Amazing, isn’t it?”

“Let’s crack open the hood and see what’s underneath, shall we?”

“You know what I love more than agonized screaming? The sound of people choking on their own blood. Very satisfying.”

“If you beg, I might just stop… Maybe. But only if you’re sincere.”

“Beg me, you stupid whore! Beg me to stop! Come on!!”

“Go ahead – beg for forgiveness. God’s the only friend you’ve got down here. ”

“Shut up or I’ll wrap your intestines around your throat like a scarf.”

“Ha ha! I love it when they scream!”

“Keep going… I love the sound of your voice.”

“Stop praying! There is no God here.”

“Shut the fuck up!!”

“Let’s play a game, shall we? It’s called, ‘how many of your organs can I remove before you die?’“

“Alright, here’s the deal… Since you scream every time you see me – let’s just remove your eyes, hm?”

“Has anyone ever told you how good you look in red?”

“Beautiful… Absolutely beautiful…”

“I’m not going to kill you… But I’m going to make you wish I would.”

“This is what you get! This is what you get for hurting me!”

“Do you like rats? I hope so. Because we’re going to play a little game with one that involves your stomach, a container, and an open flame.”

“Have you ever heard of abacination?”

“You’ve got cavities back there, you know. Why don’t remove those pesky teeth for you, hm?”

“Wake up! Can’t have you passing out on me.”

“I won’t scream.”

“I won’t tell you anything.”

“There’s no way I’m gonna tell you shit.”

“By the time anyone finds your body, they won’t be able to identify it.”

“No one is coming for you.”

“You won’t get away with this!”

“People will notice! They’ll look for me!”

“Stop, oh god, please! Please stop.. The pain..!”

“You’re insane!”

“Don’t worry. I know what I’m doing – I’ve got a medical degree, you know.”

“Shh, don’t cry. Don’t cry.”

“No tears now, okay? Everything will soon be over.”

“Stop! Please, stop! I’ll tell you anything! Just stop!”

“Tell me – how does this feel?”

“I hate you! Oh god, I hate you!”

“Fuck you!”

“Fuck off!”

“Oh, what a mess you’ve made…”

“You look like a mess.”

“Chin up, kid. It’ll be over soon enough.”

“I’m just going to borrow a few fingers, okay?”

“Could you lend me a ‘hand’? Yes? Oh good. I was planning on taking it anyway.”

“Shut up, I’m not going to kill you. You don’t deserve that kind of mercy.”

“You know why you’re here.”

“Own up to what you’ve done and maybe you’ll leave here alive!”

“What the fuck is wrong with you!?!”

“Please! Someone help! Anyone! Oh god.. PLEASE!”

“Not that – anything but that! P-please! PLEASE, NO!”

“Let me go. Please.. Please let me go…”

“I’ll tell you anything you want! Just please, please stop!”

“I’m not going to break that easy.”

[itstheendbaby]

@miczariel:

She hadn’t even bothered checking the room. As much as she hated to admit it, the chances were they were smarter than that. Mic was more than content to bide her time and wait for an opening. After all, they had to have plans for them or they wouldn’t have bothered keeping them alive in the first place. That was at least one positive thing in this situation.

Less so was her current company. She sighed.

“Honestly? I don’t know. There’s no one else in here if that’s what you’re thinking. It’s just me. So, I have no clue how the virus would react to a body that is basically already dead,” she said, a shrug lifting her shoulders. It had been hard to keep going like this but she wasn’t planning on giving up any time soon.

A soft rumble of wry laughter shook the refugee’s lean frame at her comment, trailing off with a shallow shake of his head as chapped lips set in what was equal parts grin and grimace.  

"Good God folks, she’s vegan.”  

Had she mentioned that fact in camp?  If she had, would anyone have cared?  For a moment Castiel considered the strange circumstance that allowed a demon to possess a vacant body while an angel needed someone at home upstairs to answer when they knocked.  As per usual, the world continued to surprise him with new and inventive ways to be totally fucked up.  

Blue eyes a thousand years too old shifted to watch her, the smile sagging from the ex-angel’s face almost imperceptibly, like the moment of sunset on a gray winter day.  

"—Shit.  You’re really not leaving, huh?”

[lifeinpoetry]

i did not suffer from love, i suffered with it. we wore the same uniform. we were both in the same barracks, we fought beside each other on the front line. your name was our war cry.

Salma Deera, “it was you,” Letters From Medea (via lifeinpoetry)

[itstheendbaby]

✎ : trapped in a room together during a quarantine || @miczariel

Satisfied that the sparsely furnished cell had been thoroughly checked for possible tools of escape that may or may not have been worth a guaranteed conflict with the armed guards outside, the ex-angel plunked himself down against the dirty wall with a hearty huff not so much of resignation as raw frustration.  Goddamn clever, to hole up in a hospital and spare a few observation rooms for outsiders bringing with them the inherent risk of dormant infection.

Fan-frickin’-tastic.

"Shoot straight with me this once—  Is your meatsuit gonna go croat on me after you smoke outta here?”  She’d surely been exposed to their blood at some point, right?  If the sad trickle of Grace he had left was enough to keep him from losing his mind, he could only imagine what would happen to the demon’s ever-anonymous meatsuit when the proverbial shit hit the fan.

[eilidhink]

“locked in a room” starters

The “locked in a room” trope forces characters to spend time together, often characters who normally wouldn’t. It can help them learn about each other and develop their relationship in a positive way, or it can be disastrous. Feel free to add more! Send one for our muses: 

♬ : stuck in an elevator together ✎ : trapped in a room together during a quarantine ✘ : in a waiting room while they have loved ones in surgery ♢ : alone in a train car when the train gets delayed ♕ : adrift in a life raft ☾ : sitting next to each other on an international flight ✂ : stranded by a roadside together ☀ : sharing a jail cell ☂ : stuck in a basement after an earthquake ☮ : sharing a run away hot air balloon ❤ : locked in a closet by a friend who just wants them to get along (or possibly hook up) ₪ : touring an historical (possibly haunted) building, and they get locked in overnight ☹ : on a bridge; traffic has stopped completely due to an accident, and nobody’s going anywhere for a few hours. Δ : stuck on a roof together ♒ : trapped by a spell or supernatural object (bonus points if you specify what the spell/curse is) ஐ : pretending to be married because this quaint old couple’s bed and breakfast is the only shelter for miles, they only have one room, and they’re a bit old fashioned. ♘ : sharing a hospital room ✿ : stuck in a spaceship escape pod together ☢  : on a deserted island ❂  : in a bunker after the apocalypse

[india-stoker]

[wordsnquotes]

At some point, being angry is just another bad habit, like smoking, and you keep poisoning yourself without thinking about it.

Jonathan Tropper, This is Where I Leave You  (via priceofjustice)

[wontsurvivethis-archived-deacti]

The Walking Dead Comics ; Sentence Starters.

’ Let me drop off the rifle and I’m all yours. ’ ’ That’s enough. This didn’t happen. ’ ’ If I could trade places with you, I would. I hate seeing you like this. ’ ’ An adventurous spirit…I like it. ’ ’ I want you to say you love me…or that you hate me. ’ ’ You don’t need to hide anything from me…I love you. ’ ’ I take it you’re still interested? ’ ’ Don’t know… Looked like a man…walking with a knife. ’ ’ I’m going to make some dinner, I’d love it if you could come… ’ ’ You know how fast things can get dangerous. ’ ’ I want to feel like you want me. ’ ’ It’s nice to feel like someone still cares enough to ask. ’ ’ We’re starting to run pretty low… ’ ’ Keep him from going. Hasn’t he gone out enough? ’ ’ Still don’t think we should be heading out this early. ’ ’ It’s nothing. I’ve just been a little sick…a stomach thing. ’ ’ Good plan. Need to keep the area clear. ’ ’ I’m sorry, but…no. Just no. Not tonight. ’ ’ Place all your weapons on the ground and lie down on the road. ’ ’ Half of your supplies…and we’ll protect you. ’ ’ But I thought we couldn’t– We stopped trying and– ’ ’ Who really sleeps anymore, right? ’ ’ I’m sorry, I really– look, I’m just really nervous. ’ ’ Poor choice of words, I’ll admit. ’ ’ Laid it on there a bit thick at the end, don’t you think? ’ ’ I’m so sorry. man. I’m so sorry… ’ ’ Why are you spending most of your night’s on watch duty? ’ ’ It’s working, keep it moving! ’ ’ So you don’t trust us completely then, do you? ’

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[itstheendbaby]

[ Tbh I always played it as a combination of the way Cas understood human interactions (look at a kid/Cas’s entry level of social intelligence and put them in a situation where the world is going to pot and people are fucking like jackrabbits), a way to skirt off the feeling of uselessness he had in being powerless, and a way to encourage people to think of him as a stereotype (stoner and/or player are each eternally better than freak) rather than try to get to know and even love him too deeply.  That’s the super bare-bones description, as my headcanons/backstory for this character are literally exhaustive, but maybe it can help with your brainstorming somewhat?

Also, some username ideas—  colorbliinded/colourbliinded are both seemingly open (recalling that your inspo was from the 'want the colors back’ headcanon?), and I can help you brainstorm more later tonight if you’d like more variety.  ]

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[heytheredeann]

An echo from another time, another place. (Inspired x)

[angstmemes]

Addiction starter sentences

“What happened to staying clean for me?!” “I’m supposed to believe this is you being sober? I’m not buying it.” “How many glasses have you had?!” “If you want to keep smoking, you’ll have to go outside.” “You told me you’d stop…” “You promised I wouldn’t find you like this again!” “Wanna shoot up?” “Have you been drinking? It’s not even noon!” “Let me smell your breath.” “What have you used this time?” “I see you’re still wasting away your days.” “How much did you take? Can you still hear me?!” “Are you trying to kill yourself?!” “I thought that place was going to make you better…” “You know if you go on like this, I’ll have to send you back to rehab. Is that what you want?” “Can you remember when we didn’t need this yet?” “Is the heroin really more important to you than I am?!” “Are you sure this stuff is safe?” “Right, that’s it, you’re going cold turkey.” “No, sit down! You’re having a bad trip. Let me help you.” “Have you any idea how much it hurts me to see you like this?!”

[lostcap]

But god, I look at you and know. Hell is just another place I guess I’ll go to keep you warm.

and with bloody knuckles, you’d follow me anywhere | p.d  (via luscifers)