Shattered;

"You are nothing but a clay figurine kindled by a fire darker than the darkest shadow         and the ground is c r u m b l i n g beneath your feet."                Indie Sam Winchester rp blog. Please read rules before interacting. Tracking the tag #purifiedhero. [ X ; X ]

[thegxldencity]

+2 came to the golden city

[thegxldencity]

❝You’re too kind. Thank you. Most people would have yelled…❞ She risks a glance up at the man she’d walked into - the nuns had always taught her to keep her eyes low when she was talking to strangers, in case they were a higher class than she was - and for a second she stood there in a shocked silence. She’d never seen someone so tall! ❝No, sir, you didn’t hurt me. Forgive me for staring, but… you’re incredibly tall.❞

[purifiedhero]

❝It was an accident,❞ Sam said with a small frown. Why would somebody yell at her for accidentally walking into them? It was a pretty stupid reason to yell at someone. ❝Yeah, I get that a lot.❞ The corners of his lips formed a small smile. ❝I'm Sam. What's your name?❞

[purifiedhero]

screeches

give me an stepsiblings au where the pair have been fucking for a while in secret but then one of them gets a boyfriend/girlfriend and the other gets insanely jealous and does everything in their power to break them up

[xhumanitysfool-blog]

+ purifiedhero

[xhumanitysfool-blog]

   ”Sam, are you—-         —are you well?”

[ it probably doesn’t begin to cover the questions she should be asking.  but it’s the only one she can find for now.   stupid question, though it is. ]

[purifiedhero]

[ he doesn't look her in the eye, gaze fixed on some random spot of the room that he isn't actually paying attention to. he delays a few seconds to answer. ]

     "I 'm fine, Cas.           What--- what about you?"

[thegoodkidsx-deactivated2015020]

meet the mun;

[purifiedhero]

NAME: Viviani

ALIAS[ES]: Vivi, Vi, Sunny, Satan

DATE OF BIRTH: November 13th

GENDER | SPECIES: female | human?

PLACE OF BIRTH: São Paulo, Brazil

SPOKEN LANGUAGES: portuguese, english, sarcasm

OCCUPATION: student

DRINK | SMOKE | DRUGS: rarely | no | nope

LIKE[S]:  torturing my friends with sad headcanons

DISLIKE[S]: a lot of things

FEAR[S]:  losing or letting down someone I love, needles, clowns, some bugs, failure, not being good enough

PERSONALITY TRAITS: sarcastic, kinda smart, quiet, selfless, witty, a little cold sometimes

DISORDERS: strong suspicion of depression and social anxiety

{ P H Y S I C A L   I N F O R M A T I O N }

HAIR COLOR: light brown/dirty blonde

EYE COLOR: brown

HEIGHT: 5’5''

TATTOOS: none, but I want some

PIERCINGS: none

{ F A M I L Y   I N F O R M A T I O N }

SIBLING[S]: an older sister and a younger one

PARENT[S]:  divorced parents

CHILDREN: none

PET[S]: a dog and a cat

{ R E L A T I O N S H I P   I N F O R M A T I O N }

SEXUAL PREFERENCE: demiromantic bisexual (with male preferece)

RELATIONSHIP STATUS: forever alone single

[purifiedhero]

*

[thegxldencity]

+2 came to the golden city

purifiedhero​

horrorificillusions

❝Sorry, I didn’t mean to get in your way.❞

[purifiedhero]

❝It's okay.❞ He smiles slightly at the girl he'd just bumped into. ❝I didn't hurt you, did I?❞

[deathsangelisntdeadarchive-blog]

purifiedhero is playing with death.

[deathsangelisntdeadarchive-blog]

     Az skimmed the spines of several large volumes, each with strange names that were mostly in Latin. The angel was currently looking up some information on Chimera, having come across one a few days ago. It had already killed several people, and since Azrael hadn’t seen any evidence of hunters coming into town yet, she figured it wouldn’t hurt to try and solve the problem herself. But Az hadn’t dealt with any Chimera personally before. She’d seen a few, heard about them, but had never really had a reason to deal with them on her own. Besides, Chimera were usually found in Greece, and Az wasn’t sure why this one had traveled so far. It was in her endeavor to find good information that she wasn’t paying attention, and ended up walking right into someone. “Crap, sorry!” she blinked, taking a step back.

[purifiedhero]

     Sam had been in the library for a good half an hour, taking a look at the bookshelves and gathering some books that seemed to be useful for the case. He and Dean had gotten to that town last night, after reading in the newspapers about the several strange deaths that had been happening in it. They still didn't know what the case was about, but Dean was out to talk to the families of some of the victims while Sam did some research in the library, so tonight they'd probably at least have an idea of what could be causing those deaths. The Winchester's eyes were fixed on a page of one of the books while he tried to read and walk at the same time, soon feeling his body bump into somebody else's. A couple of his books feel to the ground. "Sorry," he said in unison with her. He leaned down to pick up the books then looked over at the woman, giving her a slight smile. "I didn't hurt you, did I?"

[purifiedhero]

{ outofmoose; } Hello there, new followers (◡‿◡✿) Thanks for following! I'm kind of only lurking here right now, since it's too late for me to start actually writing, but I'm open for plotting! Feel free to hop into my askbox to plot or request a starter or something c:

[servinglies-archive-deactivated]

                         if vιℓℓαιηs { kill } people and нεяσεs get people { killed }                                                       then wнaт am I?

[samwesson]

don’t you worry, don’t you worry child. see, heaven’s got a plan for you

[namjooneh]

[purifiedhero]

// Heya, people. Sorry for being online once at every decade, it's just that I'm currently moving out and this is keeping me kinda busy, not mentioning there isn't wifi in the new house yet. I'll be online more often as soon as this whole thing is over

[purifiedhero]

Tents Out in No Where { Mason/Nova }

[nova-williams]

"Well, to my knowledge, most ‘innocent’ people don’t go after a group of zombies and shoot at them in the middle of a town. Most of them would be feel bad about killing anything.” She’d learnt that much from the kids she’d lived with over the years. They cringed away from the very idea of holding a gun but it had been necessary. “That and you have this face that just screams trouble,” she continued jokingly. Well, sort of jokingly. Really, that face could make any girl drool. Ahem. He didn’t need to know that.

Nova grinned, remembering Daryl’s little lesson he’d tried on her. Of course, a small group of zombies had interrupted their hunting trip. Maybe next time she say him they’d have to go from where they left off. “Have you found much recently? Cause if not I’m sure I can share some rice I’ve found.” She really didn’t need as much as she did for a one person party. Sometimes she felt guilty for hoarding them to herself. “I’ve been here for a little longer actually. I set up a day or so before you found me out on that street,” she replied with a one shouldered shrug. “I’m still envious of that shower though. I still haven’t stopped thinking about camping out outside your house.” She sent the man a wide grin.

[purifiedhero]

"I 'went after' the group of zombies to save your life, remember?" said Mason with a half smile. As she said something about feeling bad for killing the zombies, he furrowed his brow slightly in confusion. "But... walkers kill people. By killing them we can be saving a living person's life." He actually didn't feel exactly bad for killing walkers, though he knew they'd all been living people one day. Mason had always struggled with empathy, so certainly killing something that was technically already dead--or half dead--didn't make him feel bad. Slaughtering them sometimes worked as a distraction or stress relief.

Mason shook his head. "Not really... didn't find many animals. I was about to make some snares when I found you," he replied. As he offered him some of her food, he smiled slightly. "Thanks, Nova." He put his shotgun back into his back; he could use the knife or gun if any walker showed up. "You're welcome to do that, as long as you don't me randomly showing up in your tent when I'm bored."

[purifiedhero]

// I’m anxiously waiting for the thread in which I’ll be able to use this gif

[purifiedhero]

and now this one too:

[purifiedhero]

Tents Out in No Where { Mason/Nova }

[nova-williams]

She gazed up at the man with a raised eyebrow. Damn he was tall… She felt like a midget compared to Mason! She never hoped to be standing beside him with other people. Her height would probably be even more noticeable then. “You? Innocent? Somehow I don’t believe that.” There were no innocents in the world now, but she wasn’t going to say something depressing like that. “You know you’re a freaking giant, right?” Nova lifted a hand to block out the sun while she was looking up at him.

She dropped her hand and walked over to the large blue bin she had hidden behind her tent. She pried the lids open and grinned. Inside were boxes of rice, more peanut butter, honey and loads of dried fruits and meat. She pulled out a bag of dried peaches before closing the lid up again. She went back over to Mason and offered some to him. “So what brings you out here? You seemed pretty happy in your house.” Uncomfortable house with a glorious shower. Damn. She’d be washing in freezing water for now on…

[purifiedhero]

He raised his eyebrows once again and crossed his arms. "And why is that, Nova?" he asked, chuckling slightly again. He uncrossed his arms. "Yeah, I get that a lot..." The first thing people used to point out when they met him was his height. It also happened that people would use him to protect themselves from the sun or as an arm supporter.

Mason accepted the dried peaches, mumbling a quick thanks to Nova. "I was hunting. Trying to hunt, actually. Most of animals are hidden in this time of the year," he answered. He brought one of the peaches to his mouth. "So you've been around here since you left?"

[purifiedhero]

He'd been sitting there for a good half hour, oiling, cleaning and loading his gun and rifle. He hadn't checked the inside of his guns for ages and now seemed like a good time to do it, since there was nothing better to do all day. As Mason heard a creak of the door of the house, he silently stood up and reached out to pick up his knife. It was more than likely that it was a walker, but he was sure he had closed the front door, and a walker or even an animal wouldn't have been able to open it that way. "Who's there?" Mason called out for whoever had just walked into the house.

[purifiedhero]

Tents Out in No Where { Mason/Nova }

[nova-williams]

She sent the man a halfhearted glare with a smile tugging at the corner of her lips. She hadn’t had much company lately - not since running into Daryl a few days ago. So the turn up of Mason was definitely a happy surprise. “Hang on just a second.” Nova turned and rummaged around a bit before grinning. She’d found her only pair of fuzzy socks. Score! She slid them onto her bare feet and then into her boots. The spray paint was becoming a bit dull… Sh’ed need to fix that soon. 

Nova grabbed her leather jacket, a new one she’d found on her last trip to town. It was a light brown colour with silver studs across the shoulders and dappled down the front. She left the warmth of her tent and zipped it back up - no need to come back and have animals in her stash of peanut butter. Nova smiled at Mason as she straightened, pulling on her jacket. “Well, I usually don’t have any issues with people finding me out here. Wait, does that make you a pervert? Hm, Mason?” Mischief glittered in her eyes.

[purifiedhero]

Mason pressed the coat he was wearing over a hoodie and a plaid shirt tighter against his body, shoving his hands inside the pockets of the coat. Despite the lack of animals to hunt in that time of the year, Mason loved winter. It used to remind him of when he was just a little kid, and his old brother played in the snow with him for hours. Mason knew his brother wasn't all that fond of the cold and snow and just made it so he'd get happy.

His thoughts and memories were cut off as Nova spoke again, and he directed his gaze back to her. Because of the height difference, he had to look down to see her face. "Hey, catching you while you're changing doesn't make me a perv. I'm just an innocent person in the wrong place in the wrong time," he said, arching his eyebrows and jockingly applying more innocence than necessary to his expression and tone. "You're the pervert, corrupting innocent hunters like me."