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The way I hear it, you go after women you can't handle.
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anon-william-thebloody:
ask-kid-dean:
anon-william-thebloody started following you
I hear you have a mouth on you.
The way I hear it, everyone has a mouth.
The way I hear it, you go after women you can't handle.
I'm just a child? I know nothing? I've heard Lucifer spew less crap than that.
Hi. I'm Dean Winchester. I'm twelve years old and I bounce from crappy motel to crappy motel. Sounds like a normal twelve year old's dream, right? No school, no homework, just traveling with your Pops and your brother across the country?
No. It's not. Especially when every damn morning you wake up wanting to cry because you've known for the past eight years that your Mother is dead and she's not coming back. It's not a dream when you think about that last night you saw her, and it constantly replays in your head. It's not a dream when you're paranoid about losing your Dad, the only parent you have left, due to some demon or creature. It's not a dream when you have to hold back around your little brother. It's not a dream when you pity your brother every day because he never got to know his Mother. It's not a dream.
It's a damn nightmare.
If I'm such a child, then why in the hell have I gone through more crap and a half than most if not all adults? If I'm such a child, then why do I know how to clean and handle most guns? If I'm such a child, then why do I know how to kill a good number of supernatural creatures? If I'm such a child, then why do I sleep with a knife under my pillow? If I am such a child, why do I know the most vulnerable points on a human body? If I am such a child, why am I so willing to DIE for my family? If I am such a child, why do I not have any second thoughts about how I'm supposed to live?
Twelve year olds don't do that. They're supposed to worry about how their siblings are being annoying. They're supposed to worry about how girls (or boys) are freaking idiots and that they need to tease them. They're supposed to think their parents are stupid and don't know anything. They're supposed to be selfish, to only want to hang out with their friends.
If I know nothing, I wouldn't be the person I am today. I was forced to grow up fast. I'm not a child. I may have a small body, but physical limitations mean nothing. If I know nothing, then I wouldn't know to not abandon my family without any word or warning. If I know nothing, I would be useless.
So, God. Next time you're going to insult me, at least do it properly.
Hi. I'm Dean Winchester and I'm not afraid to call God out on the carpet.
OKAY I'M DONE CONSUMING YOUR DASH WITH MY SADNESS AT LOSING MY ANGEL.
askdemondean:
ask-kid-dean:
askdemondean:
He’s sad about losing his virginity, finally?
Oh shut up.
Mmmmm.
How about
No.
I confused.
askyoungdean:
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askyoungdean:
ask-deandean:
askyoungdean:
What “mouth breathing dick monkey” mean?
Come on little me, you’re gonna get us in trouble.
Nah, kid. You shouldn’t be sayin’ that stuff.
Other Dean said it to me, though. I don’t no what it is.
Well it’s sorta like calling someone a meanie-head but more grown up.
Otay, so it bad word?
So, Lucifer can't touch this.
liliththefirstdemon:
ask-kid-dean:
liliththefirstdemon:
You are an idiot. Clearly Mary dropped you on your head as an infant.
Don't you talk about my mother like that.
So, Lucifer can't touch this.
liliththefirstdemon:
ask-kid-dean:
liliththefirstdemon:
ask-kid-dean:
liliththefirstdemon:
ask-kid-dean:
liliththefirstdemon:
ask-kid-dean:
Nor can Lilith. Or pretty much anyone else.
Don’t get cocky kid. I can touch you. Just because Mikey said I can’t doesn’t mean I won’t. And guess what Lucifer isn’t here. So I don’t care what he said.
This is your future. And guess what I did this. Remember that everytime you smart off to me.
heavensgeneral:
ask-kid-dean:
heavensgeneral:
ask-kid-dean:
heavensgeneral:
ask-kid-dean:
heavensgeneral:
ask-kid-dean:
These are poptarts, Michael.
You eat them.
Why are they so colorful?
Because it makes people think they’re fruity.
When it’s actually just sugary.
May I try one?
Of course.
Thank you…I will try one *takes one and takes a bite* Oh…It is actually rather good warm like this. *takes another bite, larger* Hmm…*finishes it* I will have another.
Have as many as you want.
Are you sure?
There does not seem to be many. Do they usually come in twos like this? *continues munching*
Yes! And they come with like eight pairs in a box too.
I'm starting to hate you so much.
ask-yelloweyes:
ask-yelloweyes replied to your post: mom dies. dad dies. i fail sam. i just.
That’s what you get, failure.
Hey Dean, wanna know why I killed your mom?
ask-yelloweyes:
Cause
HONEY BADGER AZAZEL DON’T GIVE A SHIT.
HONEY BADGER AZAZEL JUST KILLS WHO HE WANTS.
HONEY BADGER AZAZEL DON’T GIVE A FUCK.
oh i look forward to killing you.
I now remember why I detest kid-dean.
liliththefirstdemon:
heavensgeneral:
liliththefirstdemon:
Annoying little pest. Ugh. If only I could hurt him.
He is under my protection for as long as he breathes.
Well I can easily see to it that he stops breathing.
Your Pops said I can't be harmed or are you that thick to not remember?
Everytime I say hi to a Dean, it's always with the "I'M GONNA KILL YOU OMGZ I H8 U" stuff. Can't a Dean, just for once, offer me candy? Or a drink? Or hug me?
askdemondean:
ask-kid-dean:
askdemondean:
ask-kid-dean:
askdemondean:
ask-yelloweyes:
Dude you killed our Mom and Dad.
Woah woah woah woah.
He killed Dad?
Um…What?
No…No.
You can’t bullshit a bullshitter.
You said he killed Mom AND Dad.
Uhhhhhhhhhhh No I didn’t.
dedicated to lucifer and lilith.
liliththefirstdemon:
ask-kid-dean:
liliththefirstdemon:
ask-kid-dean:
dedicated to lucifer and lilith.
askmarywinchester:
ask-kid-dean:
askmarywinchester:
ask-kid-dean:
askmarywinchester:
ask-kid-dean:
DEAN.
WHAT.
Did you… did you just raise your voice to me? Because that’s what it sounded like.
No. That’s not what it was supposed to be. I was saying ‘WHAT.’
as in WHAT DID I DO. Wasn’t raisin’ my voice at you.
I love you too, Mom.
see, you know the answer to this.
Mary Winchester: ...Okay. Hey, you want some pie?
Dean: Does Sam whine like a little girl?
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