#lostcne

“i’m not sayin’ i wanna be in the russian mob, but what i am saying is i was definitely bratva in a past life.”

    ❝   fuck - i don’t know .   ❞    

             ❝ All these rumors about Fontaine and Atlas-- let’s be real, Rapture was doomed to fail since the very beggining. Don’t let Ryan know I’ve ever said that, though. ❞

“don’t you get bored?” a baffled lilt to his tone. “there’s no one more predictable than college students --- they’re inherently creatures of habit.” maybe he was biased, but they only had so many options, only so many resources for exploration. “to each his own, i guess, huh?”

“i didn’t say you couldn’t. i’m just  --- i’d hate for something to happen to you. that’d be on me.”

there’s too much going on . the noise , it’s deafening . the sound of chaos and war & then nothing . castiel says that’s what jimmy felt while his soul was chained to jimmy . dean’s final feeling of the sensation is met with sudden clarity. falling to his knees , somehow , he’s free . the markings on the floor , the bodies around them . he can only imagine , that while he’s been set back in michael’s mind unable to process his surroundings , locked inside a fantasy world ; they’ve been trying to save him . he holds himself up on his hands , looking to his right . gabriel is there , he looks dead . bloody and dazed . is that even his blood ? he crawls towards him , the room swimming and voices still ringing outside .   “ gabe, hey , are you - are you alive?”

      ❝ wow. that was--- really impressive. ❞

      ❛  people  have  a  tendency  of  self - destructing,  honestly  it’s  a  bit  of  a  gift.  if  it  wasn’t  for  the  fact  it’s  both  depressing  and  terrifying.  ❜  //  @lostcne​: sc.