#chasscur

[trusset-blog]

☾ * ✧ @chasscur !

“ ------ Monster? ”

        she tried the word on her tongue, a thin brow raising in amusement at his choice of words. in the years rowena had lived, it was surprisingly seldom how many times she had been called such. insults varied from whore, bitch, abomination- even demon- but nary a human nor otherwise had ever really murmured the word ‘ monster. ‘

“I much rather prefer the term... opportunist.”

        now, this much was true. as she lifted herself from her seat, stretching a distance to step over the bloodied body (one of plenty) that lie at her feet, rowena approached the winchester as if it weren’t there. it was a massacre, really. the previous attendants had refused to hand over what she needed- so she decided to have a little fun and... well. let’s just say that dinner and a show never ceases to be a bore no matter how long you’ve lived.

[goldcnheart-blog]

this is a callout post for @chasscur bc a certain animal is exceeding the noise ordinance of a past tense skype call... 

[hellspuppetmoved-blog]

he'll take a seat opposing the former leader, sliding a plate of pie across to him; a can of whipped cream following suit. ❝ -- 'm sure it's been awhile since you've had that, huh ? eat up. lay off the beer for a bit. ❞

@chasscur !

       nursing a bottle all day, it’s a force of focused habit regardless of being within present company. he’s a few beers in when hazy hues lift from the papers before him. reflection, the winchester finds a bubbling smile caressing against the surface of plush lips threatening to break away something a bit more. he doesn’t say anything as the other settles himself down before a wary frame. first ; slides the plate of a delectable treat then whipped topping. for a moment, the fearless leader finds cemented stillness within broad muscular frame. this was something, unfortunately the very essence of pie wasn’t a every day luxury when the world finds it self destructing. 

                                              ❝                         hm. ❞

       calloused fingertips extend, they wrap very casually around the fork beside the plate. for the first time all day, grasp let’s free of an alcoholic beverage to forge himself in the delicacy he’s missed. tip to fork carefully crosses pastry fluff to attract crust flakes at the end of metallic talons. there’s the smile, a long forgotten one lost in the embers of war. 

                                  ❝ y’got y’self a slice too, right? i ain’t sharin’. ❞

[cervivialarchived]

REPOST, DON’T REBLOG TAGGED BY: @coquettishcrown ( thank u sweetie xoxo )

RULES: Name ten favorite characters from ten different fandoms, then, tag ten people and repost.

yuki judai - yugioh gx.

henry - fire emblem awakening.

riku - kingdom hearts.

oerba dia vanille - final fantasy xiii.

aoba seragaki - dramatical muder.

yuugi mutou - yugioh duel monsters.

max caulfield - life is strange.

kevin tran - supernatural.

kaoru hitachiin - ouran high school host club.

itachi uchiha - naruto / naruto shippuden.

TAGGING: @shiicn, @thyellae, @chasscur, and idk who else if you wanna do it do it

[disgrvce-blog]

⊙

send me ⊙ and my muse will bold all that applies to yours X

i think you are ;

| ADMIRABLE | ATTRACTIVE | Absentminded | AMUSING | Abrasive | Aloof | Arrogant | BRILLIANT | BIZARRE | Bland | CARING | CHARMING | CLEVER | Confident | COURAGEOUS | CREATIVE | CUTE | Careless | Childish | Clumsy | Cowardly | Cruel | Dignified | Dramatic | Desperate | Devious | Disrespectful | Elegant | Energetic | Emotional | Excitable | FAITHFUL | Forgiving | friendly | Flamboyant | Foolish | Frightening | GENEROUS |GLOOMY | Greedy | Gullible | HELPFUL | HONEST | Hateful |INTELLIGENT | Ignorant | Impulsive | Insensitive | Irresponsible | LOVABLE | Lazy | Mature | Malicious | MISGUIDED (at times) | Monstrous | Narrow-minded | Optimistic | Obnoxious | Peaceful | Persuasive | PROTECTIVE | Power-hungry | Quirky | RELIABLE | Romantic | Ridiculous | Sexy (lma o rip) | SOPHISTICATED | Selfish | Trusting | Treacherous | UNDERSTANDING | Unpredictable | Unstable | Vulnerable | WITTY | Weak |

[disgrvce-blog]

"tell me"

“Tell me” / x

If you snuck into my room I would:

[ x ] Go back to sleep                 [  ] Kick you out[  ] Cuddle with you                   [ x ] Be like “What in the world?”[ x ] Let you sleep on the floor sofa    [  ] Become angry

If you kissed me (or hugged) I would:

[ x ] Kiss or hug you back  ??? lowkey doesn’t know how to kiss.[  ] Smile and laugh[ x ] Stiffen, and feel uncomfortable        [  ] Push you away[ x ] Be shocked                                       [  ] Strike you

If you asked me to go out with you for a day I would say:

[  ] No          [ x ] Yes          [  ] Most certainly not.          [  ] Without hesitation.

You are:

[ x ] Cute          [ x ] Adorable          [ x ] Attractive          [ x ] Beautiful[  ] Okay         [  ] Ugly                 [  ] Am not going to grace this with an answer

You are to me a:

[  ] Stranger          [  ] Acquaintance          [ x ] Ally[ x ] Friend              [ x ] Love                        [  ] Rival [  ] Enemy

I find you to be:

[  ] Pathetic          [  ] Off no consequence          [ x ] Intriguing [  ] Frightening     [  ] Unsettling                          [  ] Annoying [  ] Infuriating       [ x ] Pleasant company            [ x ] Comforting [ x ]  Unable to be lived without     !!!                       [ x ] Trustworthy

[hellspuppetmoved-blog]

            there’s hope the other has fallen fast asleep by now beside him. heat radiates, it reminds him much of apocalyptic era only this time  ;  it wasn’t so empty. emerald hues fixate upon the ceiling above him, peering into the dark to gather some sense of how he’s feeling. a fearless leader  ;  brought to his knees  (  he feels weak  )  by a reflection of himself. slumber wouldn’t come to him so easy, there’s a sigh before head turns to gaze upon sun kissed skin dotted with constellations of freckles. for a moment, the man remains silent watching the way body moves. beautifully inhaling to exhale, the way muscles contract and contort to bend against rib cage. faint trails of red etch against skin writing silent novels of desires happening many moments prior. 

                                   that’s not what catches his eye. 

           shifting within the sheets, dean scoots closer toward an  (  assumed  )  slumbering man. amongst lines of red, scar tissue begs against prior knowledge of the man’s past. is that what that scar looked like. he’d only know this because a previous survivor back in his time traced his own line. plush lips part, wonderment seems to tug at him  ;  touch and feel. a leader, hardly found himself soft until the night could shadow comforting and deprived emotions. at bay, emeralds once more go back to watching the way body adapts to breath. following lines of pleasure created by his own hand  ;  until. this one was new, brain racking as information is picked and pulled from  ;  nothing. giving in, a calloused index extends until warm flesh presses against the tip of finger. in his mind, he’s trying not to wake the other as there’s a trace. bumpy ridges of scar tissue scream curiosity at him but he remains. silent, a softer side showing through hardened facade only because he’s assuming the other unconscious. low was the hum, it rumbles within his chest as dean continues the line.

                                                 ❝                    hm. ❞

@chasscur !

[disgrvce-blog]

               ⎝ ​@chasscur⎞

     the stiff corpse of the siren lay at dean’s bloodied boots.      a strained gasp leaves the angel’s lips, relief coating his      expressive blue irises. the siren had nearly snapped it’s      chomps around castiel’s throat  ― the angel had grown       tried. careless. it had lain a trap, carefully plotted & calculated      to devise their weakness ;      each other. 

          he had lost his practiced patience when the other had cursed           dean’s name as a ‘ FAILED HERO ’. cas had immediately            taken the bait, like a fish to a hook. the siren hadn’t realized           that dean winchester was also his    STRENGTH. 

  ❛  ―  i’m sorry, 

      the angel breathes the apology, sorrow & shame coating       his tone. 

  ❛  ―  i shouldn’t have leapt into danger.