#spitfcre

[omnipotenceisoverrated]

@spitfcre​ asked: “   how  long  was  i  out ?? ”

❥     𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐘 𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐔𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒

Relief washed over him as he stood up upon hearing her question, “Um... a about 12 hours now,” he answered, it was only a guess, time had felt strange while she was out, he looked as if he’d been checking in on her often if his frazzled appearance was anything to go by. “How are you feeling now?” he asked, “Can I get you anything? Food? Water? Hel, hot chocolate if you want” he offered.

[thefamedhunter]

▶;; { spitfcre - sawy-sauce } LIKED FOR A STARTER

             ❝ ————— Somethin' on your             mind, Pidge? You've been lookin'                        tense since we got BACK. ❞

@spitfcre​

[genericmuses]

📚 [ SAWYER ] liked for a starter (Remiel)

“Something about your tone suggests that what you ‘need’ is not a signed book, hm?” Remiel paused, now probably wasn’t the time for sarcasm. It was hard to look at Sawyer, knowing with some level of certainty what his sister was likely to have put her through, “I’d ask how you found me but I’ll hazard a guess my nephew had something to do with it?”

@spitfcre​

[hellcures]

✧･ﾟ @spitfcre​​ °。

𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐄'𝐃 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐍 𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄  girls getaway idea, everything had been smooth sailing  —  as far as  smooth sailing  went for people like them, anyway.  lana had taken all due precautions not to be followed, they weren’t going further than half an hour by car from bobby’s place, and did worst case scenario unfortunately come down on them, there was a trunk full of arms and weapons ready to be popped right open.  however, she’d rather not have to make use of it —  she had promised to bring claire back to sioux falls safe and sound, and she intended to keep that word ‘till the very end.  at least, to the brother who’d bothered enough to worry.  sam, he...wasn’t caring much about anything these days, but that was lana’s own little stone weighing down her heart.  the point of this trip was to take care of her passenger’s,  not  hers.

it felt like a lifetime ago, but one doesn’t simply forget feeling like a stranger in their own lives.  like a random piece of a puzzle they’d never understand.  claire was doing great so far, taking in all dean was teaching her like a sponge, but you can only keep up the strong front for so long, and that’s where lana came in  —  it took her years and a very demanding purpose to snap out of that identity crisis.  hopefully, she could avoid  history repeating itself  this time.  ❛ peaceful, isn’t it? ❜  she pointed out, sunlight bathing both their pale features in the warm humidity of lake alvin, south dakota. this place nor the cabin she held the keys to a couple miles away had ever failed to clear her head, so with a little luck, this wouldn’t be the exception to the rule.  the toyota’s doors slammed closed in unison, and the hunter proceeded to stroll deeper into the nature surrounding them, turning her head towards her mentoree.   ❛ nothing quite like this back in sioux falls, huh? ❜  

[seesgood]

❝ geez, relax buffy, ❞ caroline shrugs away from the other blonde before she can move much closer. she might not have been away from mystic falls long, but she knows how to spot a threat when she sees one. and while mystic falls might have more than its fair share of the supernatural population, it lacks in hunters. which means she severely lacks in experience around their type. and now that she’s in the real world? trying ( in vain ) to track down elena? she’s way, way too far out of her element. ❝ i come in peace, okay? i’m a good vampire. i’m basically a vegetarian. ❞

@spitfcre​ ⸺   liked for a starter !

[waywardfeathered]

                              a starter for @spitfcre

                     “sawyer, i think...” castiel was cut off by a groan escaping him, and he closed his eyes, leaning against a wall, just trying to breathe for a moment. this was bad. this was starting to feel more and more alike to the last time rowena had cast a spell on him ---- and while it wasn’t the same spell... who could tell? this might be even worse. and maybe they had acted without thinking things through, when they had decided to leave him alone with sawyer at the bunker. not that she wasn’t competent as a hunter ---- she was. but castiel didn’t trust himself around any one human. not in this state.

                     “i think you’d better restrain me,” he managed, his features strained as he directed his eyes at her. “just to be safe.” he did not want to tell her it was getting worse. maybe it was his paranoia. “i don’t want to... risk hurting you. it’s fine. just... if i as much as flinch when you get closer, i’d rather you hurt me than i hurt you. so if you are willing to help with securing me, you are not getting anywhere near me without an angel blade at the ready.” it wasn’t a suggestion, it was an order.

[samenkomen]

thick    arms            have    wrapped   protectively          ──           quickly          ──         around  the    small    blond.            a    few    swings    of    mjolnir    sending   them    hurling    through    blue    skies        &     away   from    the    conflict.                away    from    something    that    may    eventually     harm    her. as     much    as    the    asgardian    loved    earth         ,            the    part    of    the    population    who  believed   themselves    vigilantes        frustrated        the    god    of    thunder.             foolish     !              a     woman    such   as    this    showing    up    for    a    battle    that    could   snuff    out    her    life    force    in    one    moment.            powerless                if    not    for    the    use    of    a    gun. he    lands    atop    a    building    miles    away.             depositing    her    upon    the    concrete    so    that  she    landed    on   her    feet    as     he    had    done.              harsh    breaths   leaving    chapped    lips    as    he    backs    away    from    her    slowly.                  “you    involve    yourself    in    things    you    cannot    possibly    understand   !”             he    growls.             the     sound    primal.            eyebrows    furrowed    in     unreleased    anger.          irritation. 

@spitfcre   !                       /  /                          ASKED    FOR    THOR    ODINSON. 

[vaintoned-a]

@spitfcre ♡’d for a starter!! (elena gilbert)

"are you sure you’re okay? that looks kinda------ BAD.”