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entangledmuses · 1 year
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“I wouldn’t say you’re stupid. Probably play it, but you’re not stupid.” She told him as she looked at him, then rose a brow slowly.
Her head cocked a little as the man spoke again “Apart from it being a public area?” She asked him, a slight smile on her lips “I haven’t tracked you down on purpose, if thats what you’re thinking.” She then said. “But... there is something about you, something I can’t put my finger on, that... I feel this pull towards you.” She shrugged. 
“I don’t know why, so don’t even ask.” She added.
Part of her wondered if he was like her in some way, what with being a Demi-Goddess. But he didn’t give off demi-God vibes. It was strange.
“No, wasn’t the greatest first encounter, but you don’t seem like the kind of person who would give off positive first Encounter vibes.”
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deletreatualma · 2 years
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❛ the choice to live an ordinary life isn't really an option for me, but I still try my best. ❜ (Audrey to John in his wolf verse!)
John nodded from his position against her shoulder then gave a small shrug as he lifted himself just enough so he could look at her. "Looks like you're managing it just fine to me," he said quietly before giving into the urge to curl against her again -- John didn't get pack time, ever, so he soaked up the feeling of belonging.. of being welcomed any chance Audrey gave him to do some cuddling. He waited a beat as he settled back down against her shoulder before letting out a soft sigh, "what happened last night?" because he could only assume that whatever was weighing on her mind had something to do with why she had to cancel their standing Friday-night game nights.
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It wasn’t their first case that dealt with drugs being either at the core or a strong element. Being on an island, with things getting imported all of the time, made the drug game a real hurricane at times. 
This latest case, however, revolved around the network of distribution. That’s where his team was meeting dead ends. No one was really willing to talk to them, which was understandable. And those who did...didn’t have much of what they were looking for.  
Danny tried asking Toast, but that was a dead end too. But Danny still had one more ace up his sleeve. 
He decided to go on his own, and in his civvies, to improve his chances of getting the info he needed. 
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“You know, initially I came here to ask you a few serious questions in regards to help me in my work. But I honestly want to start this conversation off asking what your conditioning routine is that can keep your hair from looking like a rat’s nest in this humidity. Cos it’s still as impressive as the first time I saw it.” 
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damneddivinity · 1 year
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“Oh, aren’t these Christmas lights beautiful?” Audrey asked having just finished putting them up around the corners of the living room. She was still standing on the little ladder and looked over at Dean,"Wanna hand me the Mistle toe while I'm up here?" She hummed.
"Only if I get a kiss for it. That's the price of paying the mistletoe delivery man," Dean teased. He couldn't believe they'd bought a place. Sure, it had been with stolen money, but no one else needed to know that. Things with Audrey were just constantly different than they had been with anyone else. He sauntered over, handing over the mistletoe. "Yeah babe, looks great. I uh... you wanna pick out a tree tomorrow?" In truth, Dean didn't really remember ever having a Christmas tree.
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{This is meant to be read as a letter to anyone, taking place after season 4, as if Eddie survived. If I did not tag you and you want to reply, feel free. To reply, please mention me in a new post with your response. This is not a letter Eddie ever meant for anyone to see. Use your imagination as to how your muse found it.}
A Letter to No One ...
This, is a note to no one. I keep being told I need to talk to someone. That I have too much shit in my head. That it's ALL in my head, but... Really, who is there to talk to? No shrink would believe me. Let's face it, I wouldn't believe me if I hadn't lived it. Fact of the matter is I almost didn't make it through.
For awhile I wondered what part of it really bothered me the most because there was a lot to unpack. Thought it might be easier to face one thing at a time, but I realized how wrong I was. It's pain, and hurt, and fear, and a stronger sense of betrayal than I ever thought possible, all rolled into one massive weight that I can't help but carry with me every day.
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For one pivotal, shining moment, I was the hero I always wanted to be, but never thought I was strong enough. That's why I get so into DnD....I can be someone and something more than some dweeb loser that gets picked on and stuffed into his locker. I can be someone else. Not the freak. Not the supposed devil worshiper. Not the oddball, and certainly not a murderer.
Truth is though, while through my whole life I've felt alone, it's never been like this. Never. Sure my friends went through a lot of the same things, right? They went through hell with me, but even then....even in going through hell with me. Even with them thinking I gave my life for them, I wasn't enough. I wasn't enough for them to bring me back with them. My death (or what they thought was my death) wasn't enough. I didn't matter enough.
They left me there, despite it all. Despite what I thought we had. A kindred spirit. At the very least a common goal. In a party, no one gets left behind. But I was, and I wasn't even dead. Or maybe I was. Maybe my heart did stop.... I don't know, but.....I don't think I was enough either.
I don't blame them. I want to be mad at them. I want to be livid at this whole fucking town! But I can't be. I can't be mad because they're just people trying to live their lives just like I'm trying to live mine, even as misguided as they may be. Or maybe misinformed. I don't know.
What I do know, is that I feel like I shouldn't still be breathing.
More sincere than I wanted to be,
Eddie
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guiltcarried · 2 years
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waywardfreewill · 11 months
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“I'm not afraid of death. Not if it's for something.” (Taylor to Cas)
"You don't have to fear it, but know I'm not letting you go. Not this easy. I don't care what it's for or how many other people it saves," Castiel muttered.
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nosignalformiles · 2 years
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Misplaced (Audrey at anyone you're feeling!)
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As long as it could be avoided, Jay would avoid the wilderness. Camping brought back too many memories, and while he might not have been an indoor cat kinda guy, he was a scraggly stray that dug around alleys. Raised to survive in trash bags and crowded streets, not trees and fresh air. Sometimes, however, the call of the wild was strong. Pulling him into the reserve to stretch his legs. It had been years since he’d done any nature work, at the very least finding a river or stream might’ve been relaxing. If he hadn’t realized, nearly at the end of a four mile trail, that his keys were gone.
Doubling back on himself, Jay bitched out loud as he tromped around, heavy boots not made for hiking, and neither were riding leathers. The previous natural peace of the well shaded path had been completely broken. Half way back to the start, and still no keys in sight, Jay spotted the woman, “Hey, man, do you work here? You got some like, I don’t fuckin know, key sniffin dogs or some shit?” He didn’t wait for an answer, crossing ot the other side of the path to shuffle about the nearby undergrowth as he searched, “Think some shit heel squirrel mighta grabbed them...”
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offeatherandbone · 2 years
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What horror trope are you?
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Your Result: The Haunted House
Decrepit and falling apart at the seams; time has not been kind to you, has it? Termites have nestled in your bones and stray cats find comfort in your sinews. You may be victim to time and erosion, but your abandoned corpse remains a refuge for unwanted things. Vermin and ghosts thank you. what greater kindness can there be than offering shelter?
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Your Result: The Killer Was there ever a choice? Maybe, but that fork in the road is far, far behind you. You surround yourself now with sharp things, tools to harm, and they have become your only family. You are the thing that goes bump in the night, and you hunt for scurrying mice like a hungry cat. Maybe, just maybe, though, one can finally put an end to your hunt, and allow you to finally rest.
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Tagging: @allegxry @mercyburned @savedpeople @hiddenxshadowsx​ @fuckingvillain​ (Multis, choose whoever you feel like!)
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magiaesabiduria · 2 years
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☎ (Sev/Sirius or Charlie/Thalia?)
Put ☎ in my ask for your muses info in my muses phone: – accepting
NAME: Bane of my Existence
RINGTONE: "I Will Follow You Into the Dark" ~ Death Cab for Cutie
PICTURE:
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LAST TEXT RECEIVED: 😏😏😏 i will take that as a yes. 😘
LAST TEXT SENT: 😒 *following a suggestion from siri for them to take "cute hols pictures" and send them to their friends/family to announce their ship*
NAME: nature's spirit
RINGTONE: a melody he made himself after one of their outings, it's full of the happier notes and basically sounds like springtime ;-;
PICTURE:
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LAST TEXT RECEIVED: Did you enjoy your walk under the moonlight?
LAST TEXT SENT: it was a gorgeous day out today. i hope you spent most of the day out. wish i coulda spent it with you.
(also too lazy to edit pics forgive me)
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auriibus · 2 years
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"I had some biscuits last night, Kreacher keeps trying to hide the tin from me this weeks spot is in the cabinet above the fridge if you want any." Not that hiding the tin has ever worked in the elf's favor, especially now that Eris was taller than he was. She stole a glance at the paper as she moved around the table, grabbing a mug from the drying rack and making herself a cup of tea. Eris wanted to ask what he was reading, but she knew well enough from the expression on his face when she walked in what page he had been focused on.
Whip something up? Did he even remember how to cook most things? Merlin knows she doesn't know what to do, even with lessons from Kreacher and Molly. "I can make toast, or maybe scrambled eggs at best." Scrunching her nose, Eris leant against the counter. Breakfast usually wasn't something she ate anyways, Hermione would tell her to eat before a Quidditch match, or she would when Molly was around, but that was it. "Molly told me I have to make sure you eat though, so unless you want to help me those are your options. And I can't promise neither will come out unburnt."
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entangledmuses · 1 year
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She had been working up the courage to say something for a while, and it was strange, that in that moment, she found her strength and courage to admit to him. She swallowed hard as she waited for his reaction, and a breath she hadn’t released she had been holding, slowly left her lips as he spoke.
Audrey nodded “Yeah.... I do. And er.... i hope you think they are good.” She smiled at him. “I mean, they are Good. but it depends on if... you like these feelings I have.” She blushed a little, smiling still at him. 
She moved and sat down and patted the space beside him. “I mean, would suck if my .... feelings weren’t... somehow reciprocated.” 
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deletreatualma · 2 years
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❛ you treat all your ladies like this? ❜ (sarcastic lil shit Sirius to Sev)
Severus let out a soft breath through his nose; the exhale was quiet and even his features gave nothing away, gave no indication that he even heard the intentionally provoking question. And, though Severus was a master at concealing his emotions, even he couldn't keep the twinkle of softness from flickering in his dark eyes. Sirius would see right through him -- he was almost certain of it. "I would hardly consider you a lady. You're far too unkempt and incapable of using proper manners," he said. Yet even as he spoke, he was serving the last of the sides onto Sirius' plate as a slight dusting of pink began to blossom along his cheekbones.
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Coming to terms with what happened and what was now his new reality, had been a curve ball and roller coaster all at one. He didn’t live a quiet enough life to really slow down, not with being a father as well as his job in law enforcement. He did his best to adapt, but that’s mostly been in gaining enough control to not be so obvious to the people around him that he was a werewolf. 
The issue came when Rachel told him she’d be taking Grace for the whole summer to England to visit her mother. That didn’t work well with Danny. Having Grace so far away wasn’t something he was ever comfortable with, less so when she was the thing that kept him calm when he was close to losing it. She was his anchor and he needed her close enough. So he ended up going too. On his own dime, taking a small loan from Steve who thankfully understood, though Danny also saw the questioning in there. But Steve was caught up in his own family dramas that Danny’s took a backseat. 
He got some days alone with Grace, which made the whole thing worth it. Danny knew that she sometimes struggled with some light bullying when she was younger because she would say something things with a British accent or terminology. Danny never wanted her to feel ashamed of any part of herself. So he enjoyed having her explore every bit of London they could see...
Every few places he felt his instincts flare. His inner wolf scratching to the surface but he had no idea why. It was like an itch but he had no idea what caused it. 
As much as he dreaded it, the full moon eventually arrived. 
He said goodbye to Grace after spending the day together and even having proper tea. He then ventured off away from civilization and wandered deep into a forest, not stopping until instincts took over and the wolf over took every bit of him, mind and body. 
When he wakes up the next morning, he’s covered in mud, dirt, and thankfully only some slight blood. It might even be his own. Or at least nothing bigger than a bird or rabbit. 
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He begins to walk but in all honesty, he had no idea how deep or far away from civilization he was. His senses after the full moon dulled and he was deeply exhausted. 
Some feet later, he comes across a dog. “Huh...maybe I’m not too far from town. Any way you can lead me back, boy? One canine to another...I’m fucking lost.” 
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damneddivinity · 1 year
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I got you.  I got you. (Daryl to Onyx)
It wasn't often that Onyx allowed herself the luxury of being vulnerable, but right now it was all she could manage as tears flowed down her cheeks. Her fingers curled into the fabric of Daryl's shirt as she clung to him. Each breath she sucked in made her chest heave. Every whimper she tried to silence echoed off the smooth bathroom walls in the bunker. It had become their new safe haven. Them, the boys, and Piper.
"I... I'm sorry...." She choked, hating the weakness she was showing. It was stupid really... emerald hues locked onto the stupid red sweater sprawled across the floor.
She'd been getting ready to take a shower. That was all... but when she'd peeled the crimson colored sweater from her frame and it landed in the floor, something within her wasn't in the bunker anymore.
She was suddenly eighteen, barely an adult, toes barely brushing the rough concrete floor as blood pooled around her feet from the gaping wound in her back. It had been quick; nearly instantaneous that she was able to pull herself from the flashback, but the result was still lingering.
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"Your eyes? Well depends on your mood I think. They go a little crazy sometime, especially when you're about to do something stupid, there's a wild look in them at that point, but mostly their kind and mischievous, but I rather not get into that soft and cutesty shit that the girls like to drone on and on about. Why are we talking about your eyes again, anyways?"
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Eddie really hadn't thought that Shay would have thought so much about his answer. It caused him up grin a little.
"Aww I didn't know you gave a shit," he smirked, his voice teasing.
He shrugged though, ringed fingers tapping against the lunch table. It was a stupid reason. "Honestly I heard one of the girls in chem class taking about how brown eyes are boring so I guess I wanted another opinion," he muttered.
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