#boy-x-king

[clairebradlxy-archive]

" Let me see "

My muse is injured and tries to hide it. Send me “ Let me see ” for my muses reaction

[ @boy-x-king​ ]

Claire sighed, shifting her gaze from him. She paused for a second or two before clearing her throat, looking up at him and then, again, shifting her gaze away. "There's really nothin' to see," she told him, finally looking up at him for more than two seconds at a time. She then rolled up her sleeve, all the way up, revealing a slight gash on her shoulder.

[hazeyxpasey]

Hazel adored libraries. Big buildings full of information on the past and present of the world he was trying to adapt too. Unfortunately, he looked rather like a small homeless person, his clothes were old and ragged, stitched back together many times and with obviously little skill in doing so.

Most people, the normal people, moved away to other tables for reasons they didn’t understand. That feeling alone in bed in the dark, that indescribable nervousness of something unknown, those little glances to check the closet is still shut.

Currently, he was reading about a quite interesting human female that had traveled to another dimension via a rabbit hole. He sat leaning over, his mass of comb-murdering hair shielding most of the book and all of his face. Twitchy little fingers moving like spider legs moved the pages.

[clarissa-p-winchester]

“You’re the reason they’re dead!”

Clarissa’s eyes widened at the others strong words and she felt tears prick her eyes. “No, wait a minute! I was....i was trying to save them!” She felt everything come crashing down onto her and she fell to her knees. “Please....please believe me....” 

Could she make a deal to bring them back?

@boy-x-king

[clarissa-p-winchester]

☂

Send me a ☂ to find my character in a dark alley in the middle of a storm, beaten and bloody

She was shivering, the rain pelting at her skin like bullets. Her skin felt like ice, her clothes torn and ripped. She was bleeding badly but the rain slowly washed away the running blood as it ran down her broken body. Dark bruises lined her body and a clap of thunder. She was terrified of thunderstorms but now, she was terrified of death. She cried and tried to move, whining in pain at her broken leg and then she heard footsteps.

“Help...”

She could only whisper. she said it again, slightly louder.

@boy-x-king​

[clarissa-p-winchester]

⚘

//OH GOD.

Clarissa looked up at her brother, panting a bit and her lip trembling a bit. She was shaking slightly, body sore, numb at some places, and a warmth running down her sides and from her mouth. She tried to say his name but only a strangled intake of breath came through. She was in her brothers arms, head on his shoulder and she felt a tear run down her cheek. “S-Sammy….it hurts…” She felt it rise up form her throat and she heaved up blood, the red liquid pouring out of her mouth and down her chin, some running form her nose too. She and Sam had been on a hunt, hunting an vampire nest and thought they had gotten them all. While Clarissa had started walking to Sam, smiling, a vampire came up behind her and impaled her from behind with a sword into her stomach, lifting her up into the air. Her body had slid down the sword and the vamp threw her, sword and all, into a wall. But now, the sword she had been impaled with was laying a few feet away. Her stomach was red, bleeding heavily and she was tired and scared. She was limp, but still alive. Only barely, as her eyes started to droop and she cried out a bit, sobbing slightly. “Sammy…I’m scared…” She looked at him, pleading quietly for him to save her even though she knew it would be a fruitless attempt, even if he did call Castiel.

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[clarissa-p-winchester]

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