@wantdead
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Text: Answer your fucking phone, Dean.
[ SARAH CALLING ]

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@wantdead
[ MISSED CALL FROM SARAH ] [ MISSED CALL FROM SARAH ] [ MISSED CALL FROM SARAH ] [ MISSED CALL FROM SARAH ] [ MISSED CALL FROM SARAH ]
Text: Answer your fucking phone, Dean.
[ SARAH CALLING ]
@wantdead / the dust settles at her feet as she catches a figure emerging from the bronze. " sorry, was he with you? he had to. . . " she quickly hides the stake behind her back. " ── split. " hoping the man saw nothing. . . or that he isn't a fangy friend.
Sarah Miller added three new photos. If he ever tells you he doesn’t spend a fuck ton of time on his phone, he’s lying.
❝ you don't look like the kind of person that would believe anything i have to say, ❞ mija says as she assesses the man in front of her. he doesn't look like the kind of person that has any idea she's a household name, either, but she won't hold that one against him. the light reflects off pink manicured nails as she rests her chin in her palm, flashing the stranger a charming smile. ❝ so, what can this little love witch do for you? ❞
@wantdead ♡'d for a starter
@wantdead / sc.
the door to the girl's room was left open behind her. she'd taken her time strolling around the place and taking a look a close look at things. certainly warded against a lot but she's not as much supernatural as she is extraterrestrial. then again, she doubts these people know the difference. her back is turned to the open entrance despite hearing footsteps cautiously approaching. mari's not worried even though she'd bet her credits on it that he does have a weapon drawn. " you know, this is ... cute. " tone lacks any actual enthusiasm as she picks up a bedazzled picture frame. photo behind the glass showing her daughter with a couple of adults and some older kids. eyes linger on it for a moment before she finally turns her head to look at the other. frame is put back on the dresser and a now empty hand gestures vaguely around the room. " very ... lively. so many colours. not really my style but it makes sense for her. "
@wantdead // cont.
"Gabriel wishes to sleep with me."
13 Hours Post The Final Battle of Darkar @wantdead @milleroptimism
Bloom's eyes flew open grasping onto the sheets and jerking backwards further into the mattress as the fabric in her clenched fists. Cotton set aflame, all of the alcohol based healing tonics burst out of glass jars leaking out fire like liquid, plastic elements began to smolder and then melt. Then all at once the fire sucked back down to the ground just as quickly as it appeared, ash and the smell of burnt plastic clung to the air. She tried to drag in gasps of air still feeling as if something inside of her was being strangled down. All at once she pushed herself upwards trying to get out of the bed the day before coming back in flashes. "I need to— window."
" fine, whatever, but we can't go to the diner. i mean- you can, my mom's gonna be happy you stopped by, but you'll be eating all by your lonesome 'cause i'm... not allowed in there anymore. "
@wantdead | sc