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@bitteredemptionarchive
"Want to hear a secret?"
they’d been chit-chatting for awhile– small talk mostly. something dean isn’t usually fond of but is partuclarly competent at; the man really can prattle on. that along with more than a few beers has the winchester wading pleasantly in a fog of friendliness. “ … is it a NAUGHTY secret? “ perhaps too friendly, especially considering present sinister company.
I hate it when people ask “do you trust me” like …don’t call me out like that ……..the answer is no
All the starter sentences I could find, alphabetized.
"Are you crazy?”
"Are you even listening to me?"
"Are you even listening to yourself?"
"Are you sure they won’t find out?”
"Are you sure this is legal?”
"Are you sure you know what you’re doing?”
"Are you threatening me?"
"Be mine."
"Do I know you?"
"Do you love me?"
"Do you remember this?"
"Do you trust me?"
"Don’t go."
"Don’t let me die"
"Don’t look at me like that."
"Don’t make me beg.”
"Don’t you dare come near me!"
"Don’t you dare."
"Explain yourself."
"For you, I would _____"
"Give it back."
"Give me another chance."
"Have you ever even done this before?"
"How drunk are you right now?"
"I already regret this."
"I am not wearing that.”
"I can’t believe you missed that."
"I can’t do this anymore."
"I can’t even look at you."
"I could kill you!"
"I dare you." or "I dare you to _____."
"I didn’t do it.""
"I didn’t know you could do that."
"I don’t want to look at you right now.”
"I guess this is goodbye.”
"I hate you."
"I have to go."
"I just want to cuddle."
"I know your secret.”
"I love you, but I really wish I didn’t.”
"I love you."
"I miss you so very much."
"I missed you."
"I need a drink."
"I need a hug."
"I never really loved you."
"I owe you."
"I think I broke it."
"I think I’m falling in love with you. "
"I think I’m forgetting something."
"I think it’s broken.”
"I trust you."
"I want to be yours."
"I want to try this thing I read in a book.”
"I want you. Naked. In my bed. Now."
"I’ll be there in five minutes.” ”This is really inappropriate.”
"I’m all for spicing thing’s up, but isn’t this a bit much?”
"I’m bad for you.”
"I’m dying."
"I’m going to be sick."
"I’m not speaking to you anymore."
"I’m pregnant and it’s yours."
"I’ve never heard that one before."
"If you stay quiet, no one will know.”
"Is that my shirt?"
"It was me"
"It’s so beautiful.”
"It’s time to choose.”
"Just five more minutes."
"Just go."
"Just leave me alone."
"Just let me die."
"Just relax."
"Just what did we do last night?"
"Kiss me you idiot."
"Kiss me."
"Make me."
"Marry me?"
"My Parents don’t know"
"My parents know.""
"Never again."
"Nh, don’t be so rough!"
"No, that can’t be my baby."
"No! You can’t die on me now!"
"Put it away.”
"Put your trousers on!"
"Put. The. Weapon. Down."
"Shut up and listen."
"Take responsibility."
"That isn’t mine."
"That looked easier on TV."
"That sounds painful."
"That was a bad plan."
"That’s mine!”
"That’s the cheesiest pickup line I’ve ever heard."
"They’re coming.”
"This seems familiar."
"This stays between us."
"Truth hurts, don’t it?"
"Want to hear a secret?"
"We need to talk."
"We’re moving too fast.”
"Well that was unexpected."
"What are we doing here?"
"What are you afraid of?"
"What are you touching?"
"What are you?"
"What do you need?"
"What happened to you?"
"What have I done this time?"
"What if someone catches us?”
"What sort of noise was that?”
"What the hell do you think you’re doing?"
"What were you thinking?"
"Where are my clothes?"
"Where did you find this?"
"Where do you even find this sort of thing?”
"Where were you?"
"Who’d have guessed you could pull such a face?”
"Why are you wearing that?"
"Why yes, I am as think as you drunk I am."
"You could have died!”
"You could have killed someone!"
"You coward."
"You don’t need to be so gentle.”
"You drive me crazy!"
"You have ten minutes, so make it quick.”
"You lied to me!"
"You mean everything to me."
"You owe me."
"You. Come. Snuggle. NOW!"
"You’re all out of ____."
"You’re an idiot.”
"You’re bad for me.”
"You’re dead to me."
"You’re pregnant and It’s mine"
"You’re really good at this…”
"You’re so weird.""
"You’re under arrest."
the winchesters: [loudly discussing demons and satanic rituals wherever they go]
songs that inspire; i’m so s o r r y. ↳ ❝you never know the тσρ till’ you get тσσ ℓσω❞
-waddles over to- are your meme's mutually exclusive too? c: Just out of curiosity, i do love your Dean, and i know you write with just mutuals, but I was wondering if there was a way to break the ice, or not :) Thanks! :D
hey thanks for asking sweet pea ! it’s something i never really thought about but i suppose i’d say go for it ! – looking at it from the other side i’ve been there when it comes to mutual exclusivity & feeling like you can’t interact with someone at all is kind of a crummy feeling. SO YEAH GO FOR IT !!
one year with dean winchester (day sixteen)
"Don’t you dare." (ง'̀-'́)ง
@survivorsheart || meme.
“ alright, alright. “ an amused throat clear perks up broad shoulders; he does LIKE himself a little challenge now & then. one hand lifts to scratch at light stubble of his cheek in silent mock surrender. a cheap distraction but a distraction none the less as the other readies it’s not so grand tactic. opposite hand maneuvers once fried target is acquired, darts out & plucks a fry right from her plate to then toss quickly betwixt his lips { to which he fumbles & almost MISSES entirely. } & there spreads that classic winchester smirk as he chews triumphantly. c’mon sharing is caring !
there might be a hell w a i t i n g for me LATER——
but there is a hell c o m i n g for you NOW.
And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.
Haruki Murakami (via lonequixote)
they were all gone. bone crushing jagged fingertips ripped apart or a fiery blaze swiping away remains. many suspected her having done something, but she’d be her own ultimate downfall. they chalked her up as unstable and a little out of her mind. threatened ( mental ) institution and that’s when she remained hushed. wendigos were legends but lurking up on that mountain’s more than myth. fingertips wrap to glass, bite throbs phantom faint pains reminding her what’s happened months ago. she’d lost all her friends, an ex and a loving boyfriend she could have saved. maybe trying harder, would the success rate of survival been one hundred. it’s all what ifs swallowed down by amber warming liquid. placing glassware down, she slides the shot toward the bartender. retracting hands to run along the length of her face.
❝ when will i catch a fuckin’ break. ❞
bitteredemption | starter call !
he catches it through a lazy fleeting glance; RECOGNIZES it like an old friend. eyes glazed from unspeakable horrors. shoulders slouching with a weight too heavy for one person to bear. & burying it down down down with whatever poison within reach. you could say dean winchester damn near LIVES there; in that haze of self medication where there’s always a v.i.p vacancy waiting just for him. no words will leave him, scared knuckles instead tapping to chipped ramshackle of a bar counter to get the tenders attention. then to the woman he’ll tilt his head in gesture to give her a double of whatever she just ordered. it’s small & probably not the type of BREAK she’s looking for-- but helping people with MONSTERS is what he does. even within his unaware state so it seems.
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send ✫ for a randomly generated sentence || accepting !!
making an insurmountable ASS of himself is no rare occurrence in the hunter’s daily routine. but actually putting forth effort to FIX or mend dense laden affairs very much is. with so few people as CONSTANTS revolving in his ever DWINDLING galaxy there is a present tug to keep those that are in steady orbit. however direct words of APOLOGY that should leave him next will lie barred behind spoonful after spoonful … after spoonful of food packed into now full cheeks. his next move he suspects has two outcomes: diffusion of the now tense atmosphere– or he’ll make it WORSE … the usual odds he’s used to.
❝ are you sayin’ i’m impolite? ❞
