+Living Dead Girl+

divinethief:

"I’m so sorry," he says softly, wincing. "They must have been low level ones, I can’t abide those. Used to exorcise them on the weekends for a bit of fun." He gently pats her back. "You’d like Crowles though. He’s a proper gent, has more manners than the Queen mum. And his muffins, did I mention his muffins? Father above, they’re bloody marvelous!"

Needless to say, Wynter didn’t like thinking about, or remembering for that matter, the time she’d spent at her Uncle’s home…Not only due to the demons, but other reasons as well, but again, she had no desire to dwell on any of that right now. “It’s fine…don’t have to deal with him or them any longer, so yeah…” she murmured, shrugging a bit.

The young woman looked up as the Angel patted her back, her smile returning. “Yeah? Maybe I’ll meet him someday.” she murmured. “Obviously I need to, if the muffins are that good.”

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{memory loss reverse!verse} Lightning cracked the night sky, brilliant flashes illuminating the rain soaked landscape for mere moments at a time, thunder roared, the violence of which was enough to shake the fortifications of the surrounding buildings. There was a knock, however, on the door of the seedy hotel room. A moment passed, then another knock, this one more anxious. When the door opened, a bloodied angel was visible, pale eyes heavy lidded. "B-Balthazar..." the angel muttered.
wynterdavenport

divinethief:

divinethief:

Balthazar, hunter and sinner extraordinaire, has settled in to an excellent dinner of takeaway Chinese and beer, is startled by the knock. 

He gets up, hand on his gun, and cracks the door. When he sees Wynter, he opens it wider and pulls her inside.

"Fuck angel, what happened? You look a proper mess— are you alright? Are you going to be able to heal yourself?"

"You have nothing to be sorry for," he says firmly. "I’ll just think positive for the both of us," he says cheerfully. "Oh look at that fish!" A little puffer fish has blown himself up on the screen and the hunter grins. "Those are really cool fish, I think."

"I feel like I do, however…You haven’t seen me in weeks and when I do turn up, I come with nothing with problems…" the angel murmured, her head hanging a bit.

Wynter looked up suddenly as Balthazar perks up, eyes flicking to the television. “They are, aren’t they…”

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ALL OF THE EVEN NUMBERS FOR THE DEVELOPMENT MEME
divinethief

2: Wynter does have dimples, but she wouldn’t say they were note worthy, nor that any of her scars were noteworthy either. Just reminders of jobs and the like.

4: If she’s in a hurry, or in her own mind space, Wynter will just ramble on and on, spouting out whatever is in her head right then, the whole train of thought, even if it doesn’t make sense.

6: One song? Just one? I don’t know…Most of the time I associate her with Living Dead girl by Rob Zombie…I’d have to think about it.

8: Both, most of the time. She likes to think that she is rather quick with her thoughts when the occasion calls for it.

10: Probably the subway.

12: The fact she can see/communicate with/ and raise the dead, her cute-as-hell dimples, her accelerated reading pace, her sense of style? annnnd her ability to sleep anywhere. 

14: Again, either way. She can appreciate working with help, but solo means no one gets hurt, no one has to listen to her ramble or deal with her messes…

16: Best school subjects: Spelling, Literature, History, Art and Recess. Recess totally counts, shut up. No? Fine. Science.  Worst: Maths (She hates maths), Gym? Social Studies (Most of her teachers were boring, so she didn’t pay attention), Geography and….more maths?

18: She’ll lead if she must. It’s not her favorite, and usually she’s not in situations that call for it, but she will if she has to.

20: Her Uncle for the hell he put her through when she was a child.  Hitler. He was an evil son of a bitch, who wouldn’t want to murder him in the face?

22: It takes awhile for her to warm up to people generally.

24: Um…I can’t think of any enemies off the top of my head, other than monsters and the occasional hunter.

26: Wynter preps for bed with a nice, soothing cup of tea, a bit of meditation when she has the time, maybe read a few chapters of whatever book she is in the middle of. Wynter loves to sleep, sadly it often ends up interrupted due to nightmares. If she’s caught up on a case, she’ll go as long as she needs to without sleep, fueling herself with countless cups of tea and coffee as needed.

28: After years of working with it, Wynter isn’t exactly afraid of death. More curious than afraid. She’s more afraid that there is nothing after death for her…

30: Wynter would eat her Aunt’s semi-famous Sunday roast. It is literally the best thing in the world, man. Slow roasted beef with carrots and potatoes that have cooked in the beef juices. It’s heavenly. She needs no other reason.

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{memory loss reverse!verse} Lightning cracked the night sky, brilliant flashes illuminating the rain soaked landscape for mere moments at a time, thunder roared, the violence of which was enough to shake the fortifications of the surrounding buildings. There was a knock, however, on the door of the seedy hotel room. A moment passed, then another knock, this one more anxious. When the door opened, a bloodied angel was visible, pale eyes heavy lidded. "B-Balthazar..." the angel muttered.
wynterdavenport

divinethief:

divinethief:

Balthazar, hunter and sinner extraordinaire, has settled in to an excellent dinner of takeaway Chinese and beer, is startled by the knock. 

He gets up, hand on his gun, and cracks the door. When he sees Wynter, he opens it wider and pulls her inside.

"Fuck angel, what happened? You look a proper mess— are you alright? Are you going to be able to heal yourself?"

"It’s all about the attitude," he says, nodding wisely. "I tend to believe in the power of positive thought."

"S-sadly, right now, I don’t have the ability to be very positive…" she whispered, tilting her head a bit so she could look at him. "I am….I am sorry, Balthazar." the angel added after a moment or so, pale eyes closing.

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divinethief:

Balthazar chuckles softly. “She was incredibly sweet.” Tilting his head, he listens, reads between the lines, assuming from the particular way she says exotic that these are pets she doesn’t approve of. She would have said it gently if they were angels, so he guesses, “Demons?”

The young woman just nodded a bit. “Three of them, but only ever met two…The third was exclusively for fights.” she explained, not daring to make eye-contact with the angel. “The other two as well, but…but those two were allowed to roam the house, too…” she added, shrugging. “They weren’t…I didn’t like spending time at my uncle’s place.”

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reconstruxion

1. Wyn is a stomach sleeper most of the time. It’s a comfort thing, really, as she can snuggle up and wrap her arms around her pillow.

15. She is a multi-tasking wizard some of the time, able to juggle her attention between several things all at once, but other times she’ll get so focused on one thing that if she should even think about trying to do something at the same time, she’ll screw everything up.

21. Three wishes? Hmm….World hunger to be solved, high heels that don’t hurt her feet and…that she could forget and move on from the fact she had to see her mum come back as a zombie…

29. Sometimes. Wynter is all for peace, quiet and alone time, but other times she just needs to be busy or around other people. 

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30 Uncommon Character Development Questions ( send me a number )

edhelernil:

  1. What position does your character sleep in? ( i.e; stomach, side, back, etc. ) Describe why they do this — optional.
  2. Does your character have any noteworthy features? Freckles? Dimples? A scar somewhere unusual? etc.
  3. Does your character have an accent? What does it sound like?
  4. Do they have any verbal tics? Do they have trouble pronouncing certain words or getting their thoughts across clearly?
  5. What are their chief tension areas? 
  6. If you were to pick one song — and only one song — to describe your character, what would it be and why?
  7. How does your character perceive themselves? Positive? Negative? Neutral?
  8. Are they a quick thinker or do they need time to sort through their thoughts?
  9. Does your character dream or are their nights filled with an empty blackness? Describe a dream they’ve had or a night they couldn’t sleep and what they did to preoccupy their time.
  10. If they had a choice, would they prefer a subway or a bus for public transportation?
  11. What do they think of creation? Do they believe in evolution or do they believe in God? What is their religion like?
  12. Describe 5 unusual characteristics your muse has.
  13. Have they ever been so overwhelmed they had to stop and take a break from something? 
  14. Are they a team player or do they prefer to be solo?
  15. Can they multi-task or must they focus on one subject at a time?
  16. What are their best school subjects? What are their worst? List five of each.
  17. Is your character an introvert or an extrovert? How do they handle big crowds of people?
  18. Are they a leader, do they prefer to follow, or would they rather just stay on the sidelines altogether?
  19. If your character was suddenly challenged, would they rather run away or stay and fight?
  20. If your character was allowed to murder one person without any consequences, who would that person be and why?
  21. Your character has been granted 3 wishes; what would they wish for and why?
  22. Does your character trust people right off the bat or does it take them some time to warm up to someone?
  23. Do they prefer romance or affection? What is the quickest way to your character’s heart?
  24. Does your character have any enemies? If so, who and why?
  25. Do they have any weird bedroom habits? Any unusual kinks?
  26. How does your character prepare for bed? Do they sleep at all or can they stay awake for days on end without trouble?
  27. If your character had one thing to say to their parents before they died, what would it be?
  28. Are they afraid of death? Do they have any regrets?
  29. Does your character get restless when things are too quiet or do they favour solitude and silence? Why?
  30. Finally; if your character was forced to eat one thing for the rest of their life, what would they choose and why?

There’s a Kitten in the Garden || Adam+Wynter+Mina

volagecommeunfelin:

“Just mad you lost.”  He blew her a kiss.

Picking the little girl up, he carried her to the bedroom.  “It’s so you don’t have to wear your normal clothes while swimming.  We’ll go find it and I’ll show you, okay?”  Kissed the soft, springy curls.

Mina nodded and reached for Wynter. “Will Mommy Wynter where a bathing suit too?” she asked, eyes bright and curious as she beamed at Wynter. 

When they arrived at the bedroom, she squirmed out of Adam’s arms and sat on the bed, waiting him for him find the clothing in question. 

"Lies and slander. I would have won if you hadn’t bloody cheated!" Wynter huffed, about ready to slug him in his smug face…

She nodded at Mina’s question, offering her a smile. “Of course I’m going to wear one, sweetheart. Don’t want to wear this when I’m swimming.” she laughed, swishing her skirt for emphasis. 

While Adam was busy with Mina, Wynter went and found her own swimsuit, changing into the simple, black one-piece that she’d bought earlier that year.

{memory loss reverse!verse} Lightning cracked the night sky, brilliant flashes illuminating the rain soaked landscape for mere moments at a time, thunder roared, the violence of which was enough to shake the fortifications of the surrounding buildings. There was a knock, however, on the door of the seedy hotel room. A moment passed, then another knock, this one more anxious. When the door opened, a bloodied angel was visible, pale eyes heavy lidded. "B-Balthazar..." the angel muttered.
wynterdavenport

divinethief:

divinethief:

Balthazar, hunter and sinner extraordinaire, has settled in to an excellent dinner of takeaway Chinese and beer, is startled by the knock. 

He gets up, hand on his gun, and cracks the door. When he sees Wynter, he opens it wider and pulls her inside.

"Fuck angel, what happened? You look a proper mess— are you alright? Are you going to be able to heal yourself?"

Balthazar tries his hardest not to panic, simply hugging the angel close, murmuring, “It’s alright angel. We’ll sort this out, we’ll get your memories back, I promise.” He hums softly, soothingly, trying to replicate the low purr he sometimes hears from Wynter when he has a particularly nasty flashback or awful dream.

He said that it would be alright, that everything would work out and that in the end, they’d get her memories back, but right then, in that moment, the angel felt that the situation was hopeless. First off; They didn’t know how she’d lost her memory. Secondly; Even if they figured out who or what had caused this, how would they go about getting her memories back, if such a thing was possible at all.

"I-I wish I were as certain as you…" she whispered, sniffling a bit. 

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divinethief:

"Nonsense, I am one of the first Fallen," he says firmly, "I am not a softy. We shall certainly come back so I can bless her children, I’m an angel, it’s a thing we do," he shrugs.

Smiling, he nods. “I had one named Cleopatra. She was a lovely, friendly lass that was a wonderful companion for nearly 8 years. She used to adore crickets, chasing them round her tank so happily… Sometimes I still miss the sweet girl.”

"You can be one of the first fallen and still be a softy. It’s okay, I don’t judge." she replied, trying to quell the soft chuckle that threatened to escape her lips. See? To further her point, he was talking about coming back to bless the mini buns when they were born. Only someone that was positively gooey on the inside would do such a thing and truth be told, she rather liked the fact she had a tenderhearted angel.

"Cleopatra." she repeated, her smile turning into a grin.  That was adorable, really and truly. "That’s really sweet." Wynter murmured. "Must have been nice to have the companionship. My parents weren’t really into pets, you see…I vaguely remember a goldfish at one point, but I’m not certain how long that lasted. My aunt had a cat, fluffy little booger, but he was none to fond of people and kept to himself…..My uncle…well, his pets were more exotic.” the young woman explained, shivering a bit when she thought of the demons her uncle kept.

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xheavensmostadorable:

So maybe he’d been hoping for more bacon, but at least it wasn’t more of that horrible tinned stuff. Even as a cat, it seemed disgusting.

Samandriel meowed a brief thanks before starting to dig into the food, pausing every now and then to take a drink of water.

Wynter hummed thoughtfully as he ate, fingers drumming absently against the counter top. What was this, now? Day three? If so, there were still four days to go of the kitten madness…Poor Sammi, he had to be so sick of being trapped in a itty bitty body by now…

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I Can Show You the World || Aladdin!AU

theshadeofgrey:

Adam grinned as he hid in a stall.  Yeah, that was awesome.  He climbed on top, stretching, then caught sight of a slight figure going through the streets.  Hey.  That was a girl.  A pretty girl, if he peeked under the hood right.  Huh.

Dropping down in front of her, he gave her a rogueish grin.  “My lady.”

The disguised princess stopped dead in her tracks as a man swung down before her, blocking her path.”E-Excuse me…” she murmured, trying to slip around him. Better not to stick around to chat with everyone, better chance she’d be recognized, especially as she was still so close to the palace walls.

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xheavensmostadorable:

Samandriel watched Wynter closely, waiting for whatever her reaction may be, before smiling gently and nodding. “O-of course.” He didn’t plan on bothering her; no, he had already caused the woman too much trouble today. Instead, he planned on starting to repair what damage had been done to the shop.

Truth be told, Wynter lost track of time whilst standing there in the shower, near-to-scalding water pouring down on her. The young woman was lost to her thoughts as she stood there, one arm against the wall of the shower, her forehead pressed against it….

Twenty-four hours…that was all that it had taken to flip her world, her life, completely on its head. She had an angel in her shop, but not just any angel, a wanted angel, one that others seemed rather desperate to get their hands on. Reason said she should toss him out on his ass, but she couldn’t do that to him, not now….But she would have to figure out how to manage all of this, to keep him, herself, her shop and all those around them safe in case more of the feathered bastards came for him. It wouldn’t be an easy feat…

What felt like an eternity later, Wynter emerged from the bathroom, wet hair wrapped in a towel, a pair of jeans and a loose t-shirt on. “Need to get cleaned up?” she asked, heading for Sammi.

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actually-i-prefer-magneto:

YOU CAN TELL A LOT ABOUT A PERSON FROM WHAT THEY LISTEN TO.


Hit shuffle on your iPod and list the first 10 songs, then tag 10 people

Tagged by: no one 

1. Climbing a Chair to Bed - Dropkick Murphys

2. Indestructible - Disturbed 

3. The Collapse - Adelitas Way

4. Ex-Lover’s Lover - Voltaire

5. Blew that Bitch Away - Evil Dead: The Musical

6. In the Arms of Rain - H.I.M

7. Take a Number - Stone Sour

8. Vacant Thoughts - The Thieves 

9. Gone - Sevendust

10. Drink - Alestorm

Tagging: Anyone who wants to do this!