CROSS MY HEART

life hurts more than death ever will ! I LOVED AND I LOVED AND I LOST YOU AND IT HURTS LIKE HELL. do not go where i can not follow SUPERNATURAL OC JEMIMA HARVELLE I'LL ALWAYS LOVE YOU BABY ADORED BY IISMS - 17/ 02/18

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“probably.”

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        headcanon 0.1   :    jemima is covered in scars from various cases.   due to her headstrong nature,   jemima doesn’t always think things through before getting into a fight and because of that,   she often ends up getting hurt.   once her wounds heal and scab over,   jemima is a the type to pick at said scabs,   thus leaving small scars upon her skin.    her worst scar is the one over her right eye.   she can still see,   and because of her mother,   she didn’t lose her eyesight,   but she has a knarly pink scar that runs from just above her eyebrow to the middle of her cheek from a ghoul case.

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invariablyscrewed:

whiskey stained his breath,  even in his sleep,  from the copious amount of drinking will threw himself in following their family’s death.     and then there were two    .  .  .      yet,  even jemima’s quietest sobs broke through his slumber  (  perhaps it came with the brother gene when jo and she was born  )   and sobered his mind.     peering towards the other bed,  he found his littlest sister awake,  tension wrought about her bones.     freeing himself from the confines of his sheets,  still clad in his boots,  will moved towards jemima’s bed and eased down in the spot next to her.        ‘     hey    .  .  .    i’m here.     ‘

         voice breaks through the blanket of sadness       that seemed to have draped over her.    whiskey breath hits burning skin and all she can think of is the roadhouse,    her mother serving hunters from near and far.    it brings a sense of home to her.    the youngest harvelle sniffles,   wiping her cheeks with the back of her hands as body seems to become too heavy for her to hold up alone.    she leans upon her big brother,   head nuzzling against his arm as heart seems to break even more,                 ❝       w-what do we do now,   will   ?         ❞      she stammers between heavy breaths,     ❝       i .... i can-can’t do this without them.         ❞

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     maybe a huge part of her held a grudge,        so excuse the venom that drips from tongue.    being out of heaven for so long did things to you,    things you didn’t quite expect.   she’d given up trying to redeem herself,    given up the idea of ever getting her wings back and returning to her family   ;   she preferred the human world anyway.    mortals were more upfront with how evil they were,   with their wars and destruction,        ❝       are you here to rub salt into the wound,   oh dear michael   ?         ❞   brow raises,    golden hair swifly moving in soft breeze,      ❝        oe are you here to dismiss all my powers completely    ?   to banish me from our home even more so than the rest have.        ❞   /  @ofheavensfire

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        she stares the male down,      young teenage angst flowing through her veins.   forced to grow up too fast,    forced to forget childhood and thrust into a battlefield.     a huff of breath leaves her nose as a fine brow raises slightly,       ❝        say that again and i will punch you so hard you’ll be shittin’ teeth.        ❞    /   @killersrage

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     body ripples with laughter,         blonde hair dancing in the soft summers breeze as she grasps her books against her chest.    laugh was soft like silk,   melodic to those around her   -   broken girl so beautiful in the sunlight.    her friends laugh along,   gossiping nonsense that she doesn’t quite keep up with.   biting down upon lesser lip,   oceanic hues fall upon another figure nearing the group,    weight shifted to the other leg,     ❝        hey   !        ❞     greeting is sweet as she pushes hair behind her ear,   an old best friend,     and her own features cloud with concern,     ❝        is everything  okay   ?      ❞    /  @troubledharts

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       death becomes the harvelle family.      it was as if the horseman himself was hanging around them now,    taunting them.    tears stain jemima’s cheeks,    silent sobs racking her body as she tries her hardest to be quiet,   to allow will to sleep.    she could’t though,   she couldn’t seem to get jo’s face out of her head,  or forget the way her mother kissed her forehead and told her to leave    -    no matter how much she wanted to stay.    head falls to hands,   blonde hair sticking to her cheeks.     it should have been her.     /   @invariablyscrewed​

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    okay  !    hit the heart for a thing

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gunlegacy:

‘     no   .  .  .   no,  you should get some sleep.     i’ll just be a minute.     i just want to look over the facts one more time.     see if there was anything we missed.     ‘      he offered her hand another gentle squeeze before he retracted his hand away and rested against the table before him,  papers beneath his forearm crinkling into the quiet air.       ben always tore himself apart during cases,  especially when more bodies dropped like flies while he was in town,  and he couldn’t do anything about it.     he would push himself,  forget to take care of himself,  to make sure that the monster gets killed and everyone is safe.         ‘     i’ll be fine,  really.     ‘

       brows pull together,      worry is clearly written on her face.    biting down upon her lesser lip,    that classic harvelle stubbornness came out to play.    pulling her hair into a messy ponytail,    she seats herself beside the boy,   pulling some of the loose papers together,     ❝        we’re a team ben.    we work together.        ❞    her tone is casual,    as if she wasn’t exactly trying to prove a point.   glancing over at him,   smile planted upon her lips.   hand comes to squeeze at his knee softly,   nodding,    ❝       we’ve got this.         ❞

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trainedarrow:

knwsdeath:

                       Head pokes into the car, brow raised, knowing full well that it was a hunt that most likely would end up with no lead or anything at all besides her probably stopping at taco bell on her way home. “ Stop freaking on me, I’ll be like an hour no big deal. ”

          stop freaking on me.      that earns the other girl a perfectly practiced eyebrow raise,   jaw slacking slightly in annoyance,        ❝        i will freak as much as i wanna freak.         ❞     she pipes up,   patting the seat beside her,      ❝         get in the damn car.       ❞

[undynememes-blog]

ONE WORD STARTER MEME.

❛ no. ❜ ❛ go. ❜ ❛ leave. ❜ ❛ stop! ❜ ❛ shoot. ❜ ❛ think. ❜ ❛ why? ❜ ❛ where? ❜ ❛ who? ❜ ❛ how? ❜ ❛ when? ❜ ❛ hey! ❜ ❛ please. ❜ ❛ run! ❜ ❛ breathe. ❜ ❛ speak. ❜ ❛ help! ❜

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gunpowderxndlead:

@knwsdeath

“Oh, what do we have here?” Jo threw the white rag she was using to wipe up the spilled beer. A huff leaving her lips as her eyes landed on the  woman who had just walked in. “Ladies and Gentleman the long-lost Harvelle returns.”

          girl looks battered from a fight,    tired limbs push her over the threshold.   worse than jo,   she’s been told.    always disappearing,    making her family worry for her safety.     the job had consumed her now,    got her away from the little tavern they called home,       ❝       oh ha ha.    very funny.         ❞      she responds,    eyes rolling in a near perfect circle,          ❝       the long lost harvelle could use a drink.         ❞

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