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@darknesshunted
darknesshunted ( noun ): independent blog for the original character calliope mcintyre from the cw show supernatural. heavily connected to @benbraeden & @rottenache. PERSONALS & MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. penned by ceejay.
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darknesshunted ( noun ): independent blog for the original character calliope mcintyre from the cw show supernatural. heavily connected to @benbraeden & @rottenache. PERSONALS & MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. penned by ceejay.
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“get in loser. we're goin' hunting.”
KATIE DOUGLAS as quinn maybrook in clown in a cornfield (2025)
open to anyone
“get in loser. we're goin' hunting.”
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CALLIOPE & JUDE
mutuals may interact // @rottenache
where should you be kissed?
palm.
you give and give. you are a gentle heart, broken but still standing... always lending a hand for those who need it, expecting nothing in return. you deserve someone taking your hand and kissing your open palm, the hands which have selflessly helped so many others.
"lookin' back on it... i should've made another pit stop after i left the braedens." he chuckles when he says it, a tut of his tongue with the barely there flash of his pearl teeth, a smile too wide on ben's features that hardly 'dons one. "in fact, maybe i'll go say hi to them on my next stop. see how they have been since they have lost their darling little daughter." he laughs like a scoff, off handedly and passive if not dismissive; and not just a game that they are playing. "in fact, i even wonder if their lives have been better after you left." @darknesshunted.
“shows how much you actually know. they're already dead,” calliope snarled at the shifter. she was stuck in the middle of the room as the shifter circled her like a predator taunting its prey. she had to choose her very actions carefully if she wanted to get out of this. to get away long enough to find something to defend herself with. her own phone laid useless on the coffee table feet away so she couldn't even call for jude, jesse or wallace if she wanted. if the shifter was here . . . that meant ben was somewhere and hurt. “where's ben?”
going to finally tackle the couple things i have on callie! if you'd like anything at all her feel free to toss some memes her way
darknesshunted ( noun ): independent blog for the original character calliope mcintyre from the cw show supernatural. heavily connected to @benbraeden & @rottenache. PERSONALS & MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. penned by ceejay.
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Tell my muse why you care about them. Really hit them in their weak spots!
"I DON'T NEED YOUR HELP!" PROMPTS * assorted dialogue for both sides of the argument, adjust as necessary.
for the "i don't need your help" one
you can get lost.
i thought i told you i had this under control.
you never listen to me.
i was taking care of it.
leave me alone.
are you happy now?
you just stepped in and ruined it for me.
that was completely unnecessary and you know it.
i had it under control.
you didn't need to show up.
can't you let me handle my own shit?
i would have appreciated it if you asked first.
i had it handled!
you didn't need to do all that!
what part of "i don't need help" do you not understand?
they were about to give it to me before you showed up!
i had something going and you ruined it!
what, you mean you don't trust me to handle it myself?
you trained me better than this.
you can't just show up every time and save me.
what's the point in putting me out here if you're not going to let me do it on my own?
i thought you trusted me to take care of this by myself.
you taught me this.
i'm never going to forgive you for this.
that was uncalled for.
what happens when you're not here one day and i have to take care of things on my own?
how am i ever going to learn if you keep stepping in?
i'm not you.
for the "i'm just trying to help you" one
i heard you struggling.
i was just trying to help you.
and this is the thanks i get for trying to help?
things were getting out of hand. i had to step in.
you never would have done that by yourself.
it's okay to ask for help.
it's not that i don't trust you. i don't trust [them].
a minute longer and you'd be dead in there.
i had to make sure you were okay.
of course i trust you. this was never about trust.
i'm not going to risk your life like that!
i should have been there sooner.
if i'd only reached you faster.
a simple "thank you" would suffice.
you could thank me for saving your ass back there.
sure didn't seem like you had it under control.
things were getting out of hand, and i stepped in.
i'm in charge here, not you.
i'm not going to put your life at risk like that again.
we're done here.
i'm not arguing with you.
i saved your life, and this is how you repay me?
i just wanted to make sure you were okay.
maybe i crossed a line back there, sure, but i did it for you.
it's because i care about you.
of course you're capable. that was never up for debate.
you're not ready.
next time, let me handle it.
clearly you need more time before i let you do that alone.
we'll try again tomorrow.
darknesshunted ( noun ): independent blog for the original character calliope mcintyre from the cw show supernatural. heavily connected to @benbraeden & @rottenache. PERSONALS & MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. penned by ceejay.
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@benbraeden
“ tell me who did this to you so i can make them pay. don’t even try to tell me it’s fine. ”
when she storms into the motel room, ben is already raising a bloodied hand out in surrender, body propped up by the wooden bedframe, white sheets beneath him stained with the same color that leaks from his abdomen, held together barely with his spare hand. his skin is already clammy, forehead feverish as chill takes to his spine, making his ropes of muscles feel as though they are all clenching, would like a fist of a soldier still in battle. his mind is still at war. "callie," he whispers out, almost a silent plea of her to swipe away the anger that must coil her now to see him like this; the undoing of the shapeshifter and the cruelty that he possesses, reserved just for the braeden.
"don't-" he chokes out, the same hand that was held out against her now holding onto her wrist so she can't see the carnage on the canvas of his skin. it's fine, he almost wants to say it now, even against her wishes, so he keeps the words clenched between his pearl molars, swallowing with the rest of his guilt like facing the damn thing alone in the first place. for even believing that he could have the strength to do it on his own. as if he was great, like a descendent should, the son of a weapon can't even best his worst demon yet. "i thought i was stronger than it," he fights through the pain, grits out between clenched teeth, the metallic taste of his blood on his tongue. "i thought i was better. i thought i could end it all. i thought-" he grunts out in pain when jesse suddenly seem to appear, as if sensing the stench of war in the room from the car in the parking lot. the antichrist doesn't have the ability to heal, which weights heavily in the room between the brothers. "i'm sorry," ben says now, almost choking back a sob now, broken down by the weight of his undoing. "i thought i could do it."
“fuck sake. babe, grab the first aid kit,” calliope ordered her boyfriend before she crossed the motel room to the bed where ben laid bleeding out on it. her pearly whites bit into the skin of her bottom lip, heart squeezing at the sight of ben looking like he was on the brink of death. all she could do for ben was patch him up and let his body do the rest. she didn't have healing abilities like his aunt delaney did. hell, calliope didn't have abilities to begin with. she was the sole human in all of this mess. sometimes it made her feel like freaking stiles stilinski. just less spastic and maybe a little bit more sarcastic and hard edged. her eyes swept over him as he rattled to her about the shifter getting the better of him. that it was way stronger than he was. it killed her to know her best friend did this alone when he knew that any of them would have gone with him. he was so desperate to keep all of them at arm's length from this that ben was risking his own damn life just to get rid of the shifter. she thanked jesse when he came over with a damp small towel and the first aid kit.
“what if something happened to you, ben? you can't tackle this alone,” she told him softly, a total contrast to her usual cut throat and stern way of doing things. but ben was already kicking his own ass at the moment. he didn't need her own berating, too. calliope gently moved ben's hand away from his open wound and used the damp towel to clean up the blood the best she could so she could actually see what she was doing. her fingers wrapped around the mini alcohol bottle in the typical hunter's first aid kit and held it out to ben. “you might need this.”
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calliope had never driven faster in her entire life. how she didn't get pulled over the cops should be a record or something in the guiness book. she knew how to get out of it anyways, but calliope couldn't afford the stoppage right now. mac had called her in a frenzy about jesse's going black and that was really all she'd heard. all mac had to even say before she was in her car and speeding to the pinned location that mac had sent her. she had been wondering why both of them had been gone for so long and had nearly dragged jude out with her to go hunt them down. no hunting needed . . . she hoped.
the raven haired girl had barely gotten the car into park outside the abandoned warehouse before she was out of it. the night around her was quiet aside from the breeze that blew through. normally that would cause goosebumps to rise along her skin, but she didn't have the time to think about purely terrifying it was that even the critters didn't make a sound. she could even feel this dark energy around her and that made her short legs move faster than they ever have before. her boot covered feet barreled her towards the door and into the warehouse where she'd seen multiple broken pieces of wood from what looked like a chair and mac in his hell hound form. trying desperately and failing to get jesse to relax. even from where she stood in the middle of the space, she could see the way his head was held high and his shoulders back. the pure aura of strength and darkness and exactly what ben was worried about happening. “jess . . . ” she said, slowly stepping towards her boyfriend as her eyes shot down to mac who shook his head. whimpering in that way he usually did to signal her it wasn't good or safe. “babe? what's going on? what happened?”
darknesshunted ( noun ): independent blog for the original character calliope mcintyre from the cw show supernatural. heavily connected to @benbraeden & @rottenache. PERSONALS & MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. penned by ceejay.
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