#phoenixmuses

[gentle-hearted]

@phoenixmuses

Continued from here

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Jane fidgeted, blushing. She--usually didn't talk to anyone from the popular crowd. No, she was the quiet, mousy wallflower who kept to herself--because that was the best way to avoid attention. Most of the time. Not all of the time.

--but still. He'd looked so sad. And everyone else was being so cruel--as cruel as they'd been to her before. She didn't know what happened between him and Nancy, and she felt sorry for the both of them, but--he'd seemed so alone.

"You're--You're welcome," she mumbled, not quite meeting his gaze. "Um. I'm--s-sorry if I'm--I'm b-bothering you. I just--you just--"

She licked her lips, eyes darting up to his before darting away.

"...I-I know how it f-feels," she said finally. "T-To be...alone."

[thegracefallen]

"Goodbye, Dean."

He placed one hand on the hunter's shoulder, at the very same spot he'd first held his soul when he'd raised him from hell all those years ago. Before Dean had a chance to react, Castiel shoved him out of the way, away from the danger. With one last tearful look at the man he loved, he turned to face his death with a smile.

Dean Winchester was saved.

He held onto that thought as the Empty swallowed him and dragged him into an endless slumber, as it tortured him with the memories of his failures and regrets, forcing him to relive them again and again; Jimmy, Anna, Balthazar, Purgatory, the leviathan, the Great Fall, Lucifer... Sometimes it brought in help. Every angel who had ever died rested in the Empty, many of whom had been killed by him or the Winchesters.

Yet, despite the eternal suffering, he didn't regret his choice. He had told Dean what he needed to, and in doing so had saved him one last time. He had faith in the Winchesters and Jack. They had beaten impossible odds many times before. They would find a way to defeat Chuck. His only regret was that he wouldn't be there to enjoy the victory with them. Never again seeing Jack's smile, never again helping Sam in the library or listening to Dean sing along to his music as they rode in the impala. But it was worth it.

@phoenixmuses

[legends-and-savages]

@phoenixmuses sent: PINNED (For Billy from Valerie)

Send "PINNED" for your muse to pin mine against a wall.| Accepting

A raised eyebrow from Billy as she pushed him up against the wall. "Oh and what did I do to get you to do this?" He asked. He was almost certain he could push her off if he wanted too.

[protectxthem]

The Deputy Sheriff was at the school to patrol and make sure the kids were safe from any of the monster roaming around, although the monsters tended to hunt at night, but it was the mayor's idea to have a police presences and Jacob ended up drawing the short stick. Jacob grins back at Billy as he (Jacob) stands in the doorway of the gym. The door had hit him in the butt and the office had made a noise. "I wasn't sneaking up on anyone, just curious as to who was in the gym. You're good, are you thinking of maybe trying to go pro?" He asked, walking further into the gym and over to Billy.

Billy Hargrove was in the gym at Hawkins High shooting hoops by himself, practicing for the upcoming basketball game. He wore black gym shorts with a white label that read, 'HAWKINS HIGH'; his shirt was sitting on the sidelines, a light sheen of sweat coating his tanned and muscular form. Dribbling the ball a few times, he picked up a subtle noise that caught his attention and caused him to grin. "You're not good at sneaking up on people, you know," Billy called out, voice steady and carrying a sliver of sarcasm.

[festivalfrequencies]

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[agentgrey]

a moment of greys as Phoenix (french band) entertains us when their Summer Odyssey Tour visited Phoenix (city)

[ghostsandmirrors]

Watching Billy put the cigarette out on the railing, Bucky suddenly looked very tired and said, "you're re-paintin' that if you fuck it up." He visibly winced at his own swearing, because he'd really been trying not to swear, especially around any kids that found their way to him, but it'd slipped out and that tired expression settled a little heavier in disappointment at himself. He'd get over it, but it was by no means a subtle expression.

"Those're just accurate," he commented about the new names, almost under his breath, neglecting to add that they were a little hurtful with their accuracy; he did not need to be reminded that he'd been disposable. He'd been very aware at the time and that awareness had not disappeared since.

The sheer amount of names meant that he paused, though, before looking at him with a frown of judgement. "Are you gonna use 'em all right now?" he asked. "You still gotta think up more for the future. You ain't gettin' let off just 'cause you got a good one." He wasn't going to tell the kid which one was the good one; had to keep him guessing. It was 'shitbird', though. That one was at least funny while the others were just sad, until 'pretty boy', at which point he paused, having almost gotten the front door completely shut in the time it took Billy to move.

"Only certain adults get to call me 'pretty boy'." He fixed him with a look as he resumed the action, his expression entirely serious as he took a breath that sounded as if he'd realised too late exactly what he was letting himself in for with that and was bracing for the inevitable question or comment or joke, and then decided to continue anyway. "You're not one of 'em."

With the question of 'what kind of name is 'Bucky', anyway?', there was another, shorter pause because he had just been handed a gift. An opportunity, and Billy clearly had no idea what he'd just done. "S'called a 'nickname'." He looked to Billy with an air of being just ecstatic to have the chance to be this annoying. "S'a short name to call someone. Sometimes it's from a part of the actual name, sometimes it's from an event, and sometimes it's rhymin'-related."

While talking, he'd also moved to the hallway to be able to point to specific doors instead of trying to give directions; he'd had at least one kid intentionally ignore the directions, and pointing was just easier than dealing with that.

"This one's yours." He gestured to the correct door; the closest door to the rest of the house, which was currently shut but would reveal a generally neutral but furnished room when opened, much like the rest of the house. He then took a few steps and tapped on another door, which hid an avocado bathroom that Bucky hadn't bothered to replace, with his still gloved left hand to give a small, dull thud that was probably too solid for a hand. "Bathroom. The taps squeak."

"If you wanna get anythin' new for your room, I can give you money towards it." His dad would've done the same, and he figured it was a good show of being willing to work with the kid instead of against him, with the hope of that annoyance that he heard being at least somewhat quelled by the idea that Bucky wasn't his enemy, he just lived here.

Subtly sizing up the man across from him, Billy noted the mildly unfocused gaze and the way he had responded with a measured tone. Most of the adults he dealt with recoiled or got bent out of shape at his choice of phrasing, his typical vocabulary littered with obscenities. He let out a slight snort at Bucky's comment about the glass and using something other than 'shitbird,' clearly wanting this whole thing to be over with already. "You're damn right, I don't need your help," he quipped without missing a beat.

Taking another few drags of his cigarette, he exhaled a silvery cloud, his gaze fixed on what he was doing as he flicked the ashes off over the railing behind him. With a smirk, he shook his head, finishing up his smoke and stubbing it out on the top surface of the wooden post. Pushing himself off the banister as Bucky opened the door, he followed him inside, rolling his eyes at the last comment. "Battlefield fodder any better?" Billy jabbed subtly in a low and steady drawl, purposefully pressing buttons at this point. "Military chewtoy? Huh?"

Chuckling lowly to himself, he paused when they had entered the abode, taking in the new environment. Despite maintaining his cool composure, his stomach churned with a hint of unease, interest, and curiosity. Part of him wondered what his room looked like — what he could do to make it feel more like home, whatever the hell that was. Another piece of him wanted to store his crap here and spend the remaining days

Brushing off the thought, he pushed his hands into his jean pockets and sauntered past Bucky, leisurely striding toward the hallway where the bedrooms were. "Which one's mine, pretty boy?" came Billy's voice from over his shoulder, "And what kind of name is 'Bucky', anyway?" There was a fraction of annoyance mingling with the underlying intrigue, although he seemed to be a tad less on edge than before. The sooner that he could put his crap away and get the hell out of there, the better.

[westonisweird]

Dungeon Crawl III 8.4.23

off of Music For Dungeon Crawling out 10.20

[stuffandthangsandangelwings]

"You're not a monster."

(Adrian to Billy? Prompt // @phoenixmuses )

He was shaking as he looked at the other, curled up with his knees to his chest. " H-How can you say that ? You---I've done some terrible things. I'm not a good person." He sobbed, tears rolling down his face.

@ash-muses

[gentle-hearted]

@phoenixmuses

Continued from here

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Jane opened her mouth, then clicked it shut. Swallowed against the tears she felt forming in her eyes.

"But I..." She bit her lip. "B-But I just--"

The Winchesters had been so kind to her. They'd saved her life. For the first time in a long time, she hadn't been so--alone.

Jane sucked in a deep, ragged breath.

"W-When you leave," she said, voice tiny, barely recognizable, "I..." Her breath shuddered. "I w-won't have anyone else." Another breath. "And--And--there's people out t-there who--who need h-help. I can't just--d-do nothing. And--t-this world that's--that's out there. The--The m-monsters, the magic. I--want t-to know more." A third breath. "I need to know." She blinked up at him. "I-I need--you."

[thegracefallen]

[ SAFE ]

(For Dean and Cas 💜)

[ SAFE ]  our muses are caught in a heavy rainstorm together and seek shelter in an abandoned building or cave. 

They'd just finished their hunt when the storm hit, torrents of water pouring down on them, lightning lighting up the sky, trees swaying dangerously in the wind. Castiel had barely managed to push Dean out of the way of a falling branch, taking the brunt of the hit himself. The damage was minor, but it was clear that walking back to the impala was far too risky in the current weather.

Their only option was to turn back to the abandoned cabin belonging to the vengeful spirit. The ghost was gone but the cabin was a mess, broken furniture thrown about from the fight. Still, it was shelter. They were both drenched to the bone by the time they stepped inside, forcing the door shut behind them. The cold wasn't a problem for Castiel, most of the time. His true form was ablaze with heavenly fire. Dean was human though. Vulnerable.

"We should get a fire started. You should remove your clothes."

He started undressing himself as he spoke, loosening his tie and slipping it over his head before tucking it into his pocket.

[legends-and-savages]

A raised eyebrow from him. They had been at this for hours, and while most people didn't think of him as a good student he was one. But they had still been at it for long enough to want a break. "I wouldn't dream of it." Billy said. He wasn't that naive. "But we have been at it for hours, and it is break time."

Valerie rolled her eyes at his remark, a subtle frown tugging at the corners of her lips. She had been focused on the project they had been assigned for their English class — a four page paper on 'The Great Gatsby', due in about a week's time. While she hated that he had a point, her stomach seemed to growl faintly in response, though inaudibly. The only sign that might have given her away was her hand resting over her midriff momentarily, a sliver of sheepishness in her countenance as she warily met his piercing gaze. "Fine," she muttered reluctantly, "But this doesn't make us friends. Got it?"

[fakehelper]

If she does, there's always Chance Perdomo, Tati Gabrielle, and Jaz Sinclair. I personally don't use them as face claims, but maybe there's writers out there who do. Both you and monsoonrps are amazing gif makers! So either one of you for Gavin would be terrific! I hope you get the chance to gif stuff from CHAOS. It's a really amazing show.

They really do have such a pretty cast?? Thank you so much for these great suggestions tbh! and thank you for the compliment, I have to agree, @monsoonrps does such an amazing job tbh 💕 

I hope so too! Even though the idea of demons (and that show’s lighting) terrify me lmao

Currently Taking Follower Gif Pack Suggestions

[agentgrey]

Phoenix in Phoenix

Summer Odyssey Tour 2023

w/ Beck, Japanese Breakfast & Sir Chloe

[gentle-hearted]

"O-Okay. Thank--Thank you."

That didn't absolve the guilt, though. The shame. Did she really belong in this life, making the mistakes she did?

--but leaving this life would mean leaving the Winchesters. Would mean turning her back on all the people that monsters preyed on. On the monsters that needed help, too.

"I..." She faltered. "Dean, how--" Her voice thinned. "H-How do I--How d-do I get b-better at this?" She sucked in a ragged breath. "I want--I want to b-be better."

But could she--with the person she was? Small, weak, cowardly, stupid.

She averted her gaze from his sharply, biting her lip against the sting of tears in her eyes.

♡ Continued from here ♡ For @gentle-hearted

Dean's expression softened a bit when he realized he might have come across too gruffly. Running a hand through his cropped hair, he sighed in frustration and then took a few steps closer, hand finding its way to her shoulder with a gentle and reassuring squeeze. "Don't apologize, all right?" he muttered, a hint of understanding and concern setting in. "Just promise me you're not gonna do anything that reckless again."

After a minute, he moved to take a seat nearby, leaning his arms forward on his thighs and observing her closely. "We'll keep watch, make sure nothin' gets in that ain't supposed to," Dean went on, "We'll also set you up with some Dead Man's Blood and a scent-blocking mixture, just in case. It won't kill 'em, but it'll slow 'em down long enough." He glanced up at the clock, noting that it was nearly sunrise before he returned his attention back to Jane, "When the time comes, we'll go and clear out the nest nearby — Sam's already close to tracking down their location."

[karatesnackbar]

SEPTEMBER 26 - OCTOBER 2

Monday 26

Tuesday 27

Secret Emchy Society, Katie Mae, El Rey Feo. 9pm @ Lost Leaf

Wednesday 28

Party at the Plaza. 7pm @ Plaza at Mesa City Center

Thursday 29

Open Mic Night. 5:30pm @ JoJo Coffeehouse

Birds and Arrows, A Casual Divorce, Dragonfly & Mantis. 8pm, $10 @ Last Exit Live

Friday 30

Saturday 1

Gilbert Art Walk. 9am @ Gilbert Water Tower

Gina DeGideo, Saskia Jorda, Anthony Mead, Jacob Meders, Buzzy Sullivan, Kathleen Velo, Marcus Zilliox "Fire & Water". 6pm @ Gallery at TCA

Sunday 2