#freakchester

[lostporter-blog]

she’s  almost  scared  to  ask.  almost.  but  there’s  a  sense  of  urgency  in  her  voice,  laced  with  a  curiosity  she  should  stifle;  bury  and  leave  for  dead.      “ do  you  ever  think  we  should  just  stop  doing  this? ”                          💬      @freakchester​

[conwomans]

@freakchester  asked:   “ hey, now… i’m only ever a phone call away. ”

                     ❛        𝙮𝙤𝙪  𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨  𝙨𝙖𝙮  𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩.        ❜         her   arms   are   wrapped   around   her   middle   ,  gaze   focused  on  the  las  vegas  skyline  out  her  living  room’s  window.   her  words  aren’t  intended   to   be   harsh    ,   or   cruel   ,   &   she  bets  he   knows   that.   sad   ,   maybe.     wistful.    he  always   says   that.   `   ❛       you   could   stay   ,   y’know.  it’s  not  that  bad  a  town  once  you  get  to  know   it.             ❜        but  she  doesn’t  know  if  he  will.   &  she  wouldn’t  blame  him  if  he   couldn’t.   because  she  knows  it’s  not  always  about  him  not  wanting  to  stay.   the  life  he  leads   . . .    he  can’t  always  be  here.   still   . .  .   she  can’t  help  but  wish  that  he  would.   maybe  life  would  be  different  for  them  if  he  could  stay.  `     ❛       . . .   never  mind.   you  should  head  out  soon   ,   before  it  gets  too  late.            ❜

[conwomans]

`                     𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫  𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠  𝐝𝐚𝐲   ,   another  long  boring   day   ---   but  it’s  always  just  like   that   ,   isn’t   ?   always  just  another   day.   her   feet  are  aching  as  she  slips  out   of  her  heels   ,  bringing   her   back   down   to   her  true   height   ,     her   lower   back  sore  &   tight   ---   she   could  really  go  for  a   long   soak   in   her   tub   later   ,   but   she   fears  exhaustion   might   grab   her   a   bit   too   soon   to   even   entertain   a   bath.   a   sigh   leaves   her   lips   as   she   sets   her   purse   down   on   her   entry   table    ,   nimble   fingers   seeking   out   the  locks   on   her   door   ---   better   to   lock   up   now   then   forget   to   do   it   later.  `         ❛        sam   ?        ❜        she   calls   out    into  the  apartment.          ❛       are   you   still   here   ?         ❜        she   really   wishes   that   he   were.   it   would   make   her   long   ,   uneventful   day   a   heck  of   a    lot   better.      @freakchester    liked   for   a  starter.

[neveraftersarc]

how much do ships go for these days? is it a pirate ship or more like a cruise liner? i wanna know what my money is paying for.

pirate ships cost a lot of booty 🍑

you can cruise into me dms to discuss pricing

but you at least have to buy me dinner first :/

[shewalked]

@freakchester​       ›     my tears ricochet,   folklore

                 ❝     you  turned  in  to  your  worst  fears.     ❞

[elverted]

ⅺ  ,  @freakchester​  ( . . . )  sam .  ➥  spotify  wrapped  starter.

      “ i’ve  run  so  far  to  find  my  way. ”  

                      >  # 78.  i  lived  on  the  moon  ( . . . )  kwoon .   

[nvtm1]

❛  you’ve  come  this  far.  let  me  help  you  go  all  the  way.  ❜

𝐜𝐨 — 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠:        @freakchester​​  as  sam  winchester.

[fangedpeace-a]

        “ I already told you. I’m no one. ”  Nails digging nervously into the arm rest below him, the wood slowly peeling and scratching each time he 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐃 his finger over it. Vlad’s eyebrows brought themselves together in the center of his forehead. He swallowed deeply, with his jaw fiercely clamped together in hopes that it’d keep him under control. He could have cursed the man out, told him he was 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐄 or that he’d totally lost the plot for acting so paranoid. But it didn’t take Vlad long to realise who this man was...or what, really.

He’d been so shielded from them that he’d forgotten how hunted he truly was. Despite wiping their memories  ( and then bringing them back ),  despite the accord and the peace treaty. He made everything so much worse. The 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐂𝐄 had failed, he betrayed the one friend he had left, Jonno. And now he was left with a mess he’d forgotten all about. The Slayers wanted him dusted, for so many reasons more than just his lineage or destiny.  “ Just let me go and I’ll ─ I’ll just 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐑. I won’t tell anyone I swear. ” Playing dumb was all he had. The vampire just had to hope that the slayer didn’t know who he really was. He could get away with just being a vampire. A troubled breather would be better. But he was dust if the man knew the total truth.

@freakchester​​   /   MEME ANSWERED !