𝐞𝐦𝐦𝐚 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 . 𝘭𝘶𝘱𝘢𝘦𝘶𝘴 hey @guiltye remember that hc about how she has to fight through panic attacks pretty much indefinitely whenever they're separated after he dies the first time ???? found some footage 🤍

-- 𝘮𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 / 𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘨 --

* ♱ 𝚂𝚄𝙿𝙴𝚁𝙽𝙰𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙰𝙻 𝚂𝟸 𝙴𝙿 𝟿 : while dragging mr. tanner into the hospital, morana offers little to no help after previous discussion with dean the day before

order up for @guiltye!

@guiltye liked for a starter (for apollo)

She yawned as she trudged down the stairs and out to the curb, shaking the edges of a nightmare from her mind. It happened from time to time (most of the time) and being outside the confines of walls always set her more at ease. She didn't expect to see Apollo come jogging up and slowing to a walk at the crack of dawn, but neither was she surprised.

She settled on the curb, stretching her legs out and shooting a smile up at him. " Couldn't sleep? "

“you stayed.” from later verse taron a.

"you're surprised?"

she's flipping through an envelope of photos they'd gathered for a client, making sure everything stays in chronological order and that they haven't mixed up the images with one of the other handful of cases they're working on right now. the biggest difference between this morning and others is that she's not sitting at the desk in his living room, but instead is leaned back with her back against his headboard and it doesn't look like she's changed from the sweatpants and t-shirt that she was in the night before when they watched a movie after ordering take-out.

"you would have slept on the floor last night if i hadn't, Tar, and we both know your back can't handle that, so someone had to get you into bed." she doesn't sound annoyed, as most people might given that situation. she sounds more matter-of-fact, like she knows they both know she's right. "you talk a lot in your sleep."

there  wasn't  much  to  do  that  they  COULD  do  when  there  was  bounties  on  their  heads. but,  they  seemed  to  make  the  most  of  it  and  one  hand  wrapped  around  the  glass  filled  with  some  liquor  or  another  as  she  moved  along  to  the  music. now,  it  would  take  a  whole  bar  for  them  to  feel  anything  at  all,  but  it  was  still  fun. it  felt... surprisingly  NORMAL. she'd  left  alec  somewhere  near  the  bar  as  she  moved  through  the  crowd,  paint  covering  her  features  and  the  barcode  on  her  neck. IT WAS A HALLOWEEN PARTY,  perfect  cover. usually,  she  would  break  hands  for  being  on  her  but  she  didn't  care. she  just  wanted  to  have  fun  and  alec  was  pissing  her  off  so  she  would  see  just  how  much  she  could  get  him  back  as  she  moved  amongst  the  bodies. 

@guiltye + gets a spoopy starter for alec

@guiltye continued from here

wallace understood that his brother was angry at the winchesters because he had been, too. and yet he had his mother and sister in his ear about how they needed to help those in need. that neither one of them would have wanted wallace or will to treat the winchesters like this. they had died so the winchesters could carry on their mission. there were still nights that wallace wanted to scream into his pillow . . . but he also knew that his mother would be so disappointed in him. in them. he released a heavy breath as will recalled the night that john came back with their father in a body bag and not in one piece. wallace had been way too small to remember it, but wallace could see the pain in his brother's face as he was forced to remember that night vividly.

"mom would want us to," wallace's voice shook as he stared up at will, blue eyes burning. he swallowed down a choked breath and shook his head. they couldn't just let these boys struggle on their own, could they? he stood up straighter and cleared his throat, fully preparing for this to go sideways. "and so would jo jo. i get it you're angry because we both are. but, will, we can't . . . we can't let them drown, either."

incorrect wrights quotes ft. @guiltye

𝗘𝗠𝗠𝗔 𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗜𝗡𝗖𝗛𝗘𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗖𝗔𝗠𝗘𝗥𝗔 𝗥𝗢𝗟𝗟 : 29 / ∞ featuring dean winchester ( @guiltye )

— 𝘮𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 / 𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘨 —

@guiltye Clarke x Bellamy starter

Something had drawn the panther's attention, bringing her right into her trap, and Clarke didn't hesitate letting herself drop from the tree and on it; she was still wounded but it was too big of an opportunity to let it pass, both in terms of feeding herself and selling the rest so she could keep on surviving. She attacked the beast ferociously, rolling on the ground with it and managing to cut its throat within seconds. She could feel that her wounds had reopened, but before she could do anything about that she stood up and froze, discovering what had attracted the mutated animal from its hiding spot.

"Bellamy." Breathless, and this time not from a blow, Clarke for a moment forgot everything except for the relief that the sight of him always brought, and instinctively moved in his direction - because it was Bellamy, of course she was going to meet him halfway, of course she was going to smile - and then remembered herself, face falling and taking a hesitant step back. He wasn't meant to be there, he wasn't meant to find her. It was all wrong. She couldn't outrun him now, could she?

@guiltye liked for a starter ( for alec )

She falls against the lockers next to his, a bright, imploring grin on her lips. " Busy? " Before he can say anything, she's speaking again. " There's this job I got called about and it pays well but I don't really care about it. What I do care about is the fact that in the same place is something I really want so... if you help me get in we can split the take. I'll even be really nice and give you a bigger cut. "

@guiltye google wheel has chosen - minah chung & john b

despite being a hunter, she didn't mean many. not when all she had was sam and dean. so meeting another one was always held with caution with a hint of excitement. "i'm minah." she introduced herself to the other. "sorry for um.. almost killing you."

@guiltye ASKED, ( 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒎 ) 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒍𝒐 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒔. 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒍𝒖𝒄𝒊𝒇𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒉.

𝐎𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐇𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐄 or shared it with him, & she’s relished in it. but, seeing lucifer give himself those same feeling was something else entirely. it sparked the same desire inside of her chest, it made her just as hungry, except now it was her turn to watch him & lilith happily did. body has settled itself beside his own on their bed, as stark naked as he was. nose has taken itself to nudging against the underside of his jaw, affectionately, while eyes down casting themselves to the where his hand has taken hold of hard cock. bottom lip momentarily is drawn between her teeth as eyes watch the way he strokes himself , the noises & little sighs that escape from between her beloved’s lips. ( lilith always did love most hearing the way he sounded, the way he tensed up when he finished or the way he grabbed hold of her to drive himself faster while inside. pleasure is a vulnerable emotion to show someone else, a state of euphoria, & she’s glad he can do it with her. ) ; turning away just for a moment , lilith presses tender kisses against her husbands throat allowing them to trail until they reach the underside of his jaw. hand not pressed against the mattress where she sits gently caresses over lucifer’s hipbone & thigh. ❛ does it feel good , my love ? ❜ she asks, eagerly awaiting his raspy , low response. head full of impure thoughts , a tightening in his stomach. ❛ i want to hear it. be a good boy & tell me. ❜ lilith was perhaps one of biggest supporters of using your words. & all the way she continued her kisses, her caresses, her eyes straying , in a way that was almost captivated , to his groin.

( @guiltye ) jesse » adelyn : “ why is it so difficult for you to believe that you deserve to be protected? “

a crease forms between her brows, dark eyes look at him with compassion but tinged with sadness. there are things she knows she deserves but having someone risk themselves for her is not one of them. palm cups his jaw, thumb brushing gently across his cheek & a pained smile pulls at plush lips. " because i couldn't bear to have anyone get hurt for me. "

shoulders sag slightly, a sigh coming from her before touch falls from his face & Adelyn steps into his chest as arms wrap around his waist to hug him closely. " i refuse to risk you, Jess. "

@guiltye asked: "i'll explain everything. please come back inside." from luna l.

"you lied to me luna," wallace snapped, anger and hurt flashing through his blue eyes before he could stop it. he pressed a finger to his chest while his eyes locked right on luna's face. the blonde struggled with how much his walls had even shot down at the moment. he did everything in his power to try and shoot them right back up again. "what makes you think i'll trust anything say to me now?"

max gives arlo a quick kiss on his cheek out of something exciting!!!

The buzz of a few beers thrumming beneath his skin and he has decided to challenge on of the locals to a game of darts. That's the thing about Arlo Wright, he can make friends no matter where he goes. An irrevocable charm, he has his own gravitational pull. On the back of a few bills slammed in a bet on the table in front of his new friend, they are on their last round and Arlo decides to pull out all the stops. With the smallest tweak of the power around them, every one of the darts aims true to the centre of the board. Ever the show-off, he pumps his fist in the air in his victory and starts to do a highly embarrassing dance to express his joy. That doesn't stop the way Max throws her arm around him to join in the celebration, her lips making chaste contact with his cheeks. Those same cheeks promptly flush pink, and he will blame it on the beer if anyone questions it. ❛ Ah, couldn't have done it without my number one supporter! ❜ he boasts, gleefully reaching out and grabbing the tip of her nose between his thumb and finger, shaking her face gently.