#radioxactive

[sialiia]

                                    x|| @radioxactive​ liked/plotted!

      “𝓣his place is fucking disgusting.” Sydney said outright, taking a step over a puddle that seemed to seep in from the roof of the building, making its way down to the basement. Which, the cellar door was the only viable place that they could find an entrance. The cold damp atmosphere sent a shiver down her spine, and she was certain that them moving through the basement was sure to stir up dust and get into her lungs. Not that she had perfect lungs to begin with. “I think the spirit that we’re looking for is on the second floor... at least that’s what some reports said.” The upper floors were notorious for teen hang outs where they could get away from their parents and party for a while, but they never lasted long, being chased out after only a couple minutes by something other worldly. “But something doesn’t seem... right. Doesn’t seem like what I’m familiar with. So it could very well be something else. Probably knows were here.” She said, keeping her voice down, letting her flashlight guide the way through the cluttered basement toward, hoping to find the stairs to the main floor.

[essentiamortis-arch]

CLOSED STARTER for @radioxactive​ (amara)

elizabeth sat on a bench in the greenhouse; she didn’t dare touch any other of the plants. the single flower she held in her hand had died soon as she picked it up. she was afraid to move, afraid that if she moved even a the smallest; the dead flower would crumble in her palm. she glances over at the woman who entered, “i didn’t mean too...i don’t think flowers like me very much.” the girl muses, a look of defeat in her eyes as she glances back down at the flower: hard to believe the flower was once a primrose that had just bloomed. 

[curaetivearchive]

“I don’t trust lakes. Where I come from this is where we dump drugs and dead bodies.” / dean - dark & twisty

Prompts | @radioxactive | accepting!

“Aw, c’mon, it’ll be fun,” she wheedles, looking up at him with those wide blue eyes of hers. “We can pack a cooler, take a little drive… get out of the city for a bit. You tellin’ me you don’t wanna see my new bikini?” she can’t even swim, she just likes to sit with her toes in the water and soak up the sun. Still, she persists. Katie’s bottom lip trembles dangerously as she waits for Dean to relent— she’d been so focused on building her argument that she hadn’t even registered what he said at first.

“Wait.” A giggle bubbles up from her lips at his joke— he is joking, isn’t he? Of course he is. “Bodies? C’mon…” a pause, and then, curious, “… you ever seen a dead body?”

[skyedaisy]

“So what the hell is it you need from me, exactly?”

Every inch of Murphy hurt, but he wasn’t exactly a stranger to pain. The problem facing him at that moment was that he had no idea what was going on. Where Emori was. What the hell was happening in Polis.

And who the hell this woman was standing in front of him. How the hell was he supposed to purify her? Nothing made sense, and he felt more than a little helpless. With Clarke gone, he didn’t exactly have a way out here.

@radioxactive

[imnobodysson]

Dean Winchester

kicked out || @radioxactive (because murphy has waited seven years for this)

Congratulations! You have been kicked out of the bar.

Because: [X] You started a fight [ ] You're a massive douchebage [ ] You broke or stole bar property [ ] You brought in outside alcohol [ ] You're using a fake I.D. [X] Honestly, we just can't stand you and we've been looking for an excuse to 86 you [ ] Other

You may come back: [X] Never [ ] Tomorrow [ ] When you grow up and learn how to act in a bar [ ] When you actually turn 21

Thank you and: [ ] Have a good night [X] God float yourself

[ameliorenous]

pausing, glass just a hair’s breath away from his lips, crowley STOPS not even BOTHERING to turn around. he lowers the glass a little, calling over his shoulder. ❛ come to kill me, have you? what? was i NOT a good uncle? did i NOT provide ENOUGH souls for you to consume? ❜

*·°☆. @radioxactive : amara; the hounds are snarling~

[survivormoves]

@radioxactive

Leaning forward, the male sucked in breath through his teeth as he stared up at the screen, corner of his lips curling down for a second in an almost comedic manner as he surveyed the names passing by. Murder, armed robbery, murder, arson resulting in mass murder, murder-- These were truly the k i t t e n s of the old world, weren't they? Just PERFECT. EXACTLY what they needed to spice things up. A snort was given, hand hitting the console to go to the next person and-- lingering there for a moment with a curious glint in his eyes.  He knew Raven had told him NOT to mess too much with the console, but... Colour him c u r i o u s...

" Breaking and entering, armed robbery, credit card fraude, identity theft, grave desecrations, murder... s... " he drawled, tip of his tongue pressing against a canine for a second as he thought, brows furrowed together. " Huh, you sound like the cherry on top of the damn pie. " he muttered, mostly to himself as he scanned the other's information.  There was a flicker of that damned curiousity and yet... He let it slide, shaking his head quickly as he moved his hand to hit the console. Only he didn't quite hit the spot he SHOULD have...  And as things started to appear on the screen, he could do no more but STARE at it with an expression that clearly spelled ' oh shit '.

Raven was going to murder him.

" No, no... No no no... What are you doing. S t o p-- " he cut himself short, staring at the little RED spot that appeared where the green once had been, slowly sucking in a sharp breath through his teeth, tongue pressed against his teeth. " Fuck. " an utter before he finally dashed away from the place he had been seated at, making way toward the cryochamber before stopping cause-- This dude spelled trouble and all he had was a DAMN gun. Hands moving over his face for a second, he bit back a groan before finally continuing further. He'd just have to fire the shot, right? Coming to a stop, he cast a cautious look into the cryochamber, narrowing his eyes before finally leaning against the door a bit. No fucking way was he getting in without knowing WHERE the dude was.

A hand rose, knuckles rapped against the glass. " 'loooo, anyone home? " he drawled finally, sarcasm clear on his voice. If for once, he had SOME ounce of luck, the damn thing malfunctioned and didn't release anyone...

[lesfleursfortes-a]

{ @radioxactive }

Jo had no idea how she was alive.  One moment, she was slipping away in her mother’s arms, and the next, she was waking up in a field.  Several hundred yards away, she saw a hidden building.  Normally, she wouldn’t go anywhere without knowing whether or not it was safe, but she was out of options.  When she reached the door, she knocked, looking around for a few moments to try to see if there were any clues as to where she was.  As the door opened, she turned back towards it and managed a small smile.  “Um, hi.  I was wondering...” she trailed off, her brows furrowing at the sight of the woman.  There was something familiar about her.  Something she couldn’t put her finger on.  “I’m sorry, do I know you?”

[xenawarricrprincess]

{ @radioxactive-main​ || sc }

         ❝Sometimes just GOING in swinging              is the best way to do it.❞

[essentiamortis-arch]

CLOSED STARTER for @radioxactive​ ( dean. )

an old, long forgotten sanatorium has served as her home for the past few months. just the hundreds of ghosts that had died on the property and the living girl. monsters lurked outside the wall, taunting her, waiting for her to towards them. elizabeth felt as if he mind was playing cruel jokes on her; a few of the people that she saw looked normal at first glance but the longer she stared; the more clearly she saw they weren’t human. a few had just a single eye in the middle of his forehead; others had serpent like tails in place of legs, others were as tall as the trees. 

she’s injured from her last run outside the walls. the ghosts of former nurses did their best to help but even the dead knew that her wound was infected from the lack of a sterile environment but she had no choice but to stay. the young teen heard some of the ghosts muttering about unwelcomed visitors that were on the property. she did not want to hide in one of the rusted out filing cabinets again until the ‘paranormal investigators’ left

instead; she pushes herself back away from the window and slowly made her way down the corridors and down the stairs. she raises her hands the moment a shotgun was pointed towards her. “don’t shoot...please...not a ghost, i swear.” the trek just to get to the meeting point had exhausted her; her face was pale and the simple fact that she was wearing clothes that were previously on a corpse isn’t helping her case much. 

[abscntee-a]

@radioxactive-main replied to your post:

amara vc: more like deadbeat daddy.

i can’t believe you’ve done this

[lesfleursfortes-a]

{ @radioxactive }

When Felicity heard members of Farm Station had surfaced and were making their way into Arkadia, she’d dropped what she’d been doing and made her way to the front gate.  She knew plenty of people from Farm Station, but it seemed only one she knew well had made it.  At the sight of Dean, she rushed towards him, throwing her arms around him in a tight hug.  “I can’t believe you’re alive,” she breathed, pulling away and looking around.  “Where’s Sam?”