#violentlyimpulsive

           the  ache  she  was  feeling  continued  growing  the  longer  she  stood  in  front  of  him .  and  breathing  didn’t  help .  why  her ?  why  was  it  always  her  having  to  do  the  worst .  scythe  was  dropped  at  her  feet ,  eyes  glassing  over  as the  result of  the  tears  forming .  he  made  this  request  and  she  promised .  

             “   i  -- i  can’t  do  this ,  dean .  “  words  spoken  softly  and  she  took  a  step  back .  “  why  does  it  have  to  be  me ?  you  could  have  chosen  a  whole  different  way . . .  you  could  plead  with  michael .  it  doesn’t  have  to  be  this  way . “  reaping --  soul  shredding  was  something  that took  her  a  long  time  to  not  get  emotional  over .  it  was  the  very  reason  she  never  allowed  herself  to  get  close  to  anything --  anyone .  and  with  each  reaping ,  she  grew  colder  in  doing  it .  

          “  it  doesn’t  have  to  be  this  way . . . please  don’t  make  me  do  it .   he’ll  come  for  me  too . . .  and  will  find  a  way  to  bring  you  back .  “ 

@violentlyimpulsive​ ; ‘You’re not special. You’re extraordinary.’

@violentlyimpulsive​  [  "Happy Birthday, Carrot Girl. I hope you have fun today. "  ] ↳ GWEN’S BIRTHDAY 2K20

            ❝ THANKS, but please stop calling me carrot girl. ❞

@violentlyimpulsive​ // Lyric Starter Call 

“I found that sun...wouldn’t you know now I miss the rain.” literal? A metaphor? It was hard to tell. The hunter lifted his mug with a nod. “You look like the type who likes it warm, aye?” his gaze caught something behind the stranger but he refocused easily enough back to the man.