I'm a whole new level of Freak

My name is Sam Winchester. My brother is the only one allowed to call me Sammy. My life..it was never... "Peaceful" or "Ordinary." I was on the road constantly with some hunting trips with my dad, and they weren't necessarily deer hunting, mind you. I tried to live a more normal life at Standford but then my brother Dean managed to pull me back into the thing I ran away from. I know there is no escaping from it. ((INDEPENDENT SAM WINCHESTER BLOG ; TIME VERSES FROM KID!SAM, STANDFORD, AND TO SEASON 5))

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I’VE REBLOGGED THIS 3 TIMES TODAY

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  “Yeah.” Dean started to walk to the car, “You’re right. Let’s get this show on the road, bitch.” Their usual one-two-punch insults. He’d always been called ‘jerk’ and it was his job to respond back. He opened the door, he slid into the driver’s seat, his true seat.

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Sam scoffed and then went to the passenger seat. Their old routine...their always routine. Pointless to even think about driving his Impala, he made himself comfortable in the passenger seat, looking around as he drummed his fingers on the armrest, waiting for them to spin off.

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“I know.” Sam nodded, lowering his hands as he studied his brother with a small grin. He had always tried so hard, that one life-job that was struck in stone in his head. “Right. Of course. I’m right behind you.” the brunette nodded, glancing over his shoulder once before beginning to follow in his brother’s direction. “Wait, you still don’t know?”

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I'm a whole new level of Freak: +new followers

Stopping in his tracks, "No, I don't. As you know, I was busy worrying about you. Do you know?" Dean looked at his younger brother, his head tilted a little. "Huh, genius?" He teased.

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"Huh, jerk?" Sam mocked back. "Let's just get back to the motel, bowlegs and get this jig over with."

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Hey everybody

"Nobody happen to see a bowlegged guy who likes pie, have you?"

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Instead of a Lullaby - Jacquelindelas

I found a lovely version of Hey Jude as sung by Jacquelindelas, whom I think sounds a good bit like young Mary Winchester. Granted, I haven’t seen the episodes with young Mary in a while, but nevertheless, it’s a beautiful lullaby version cover of Hey Jude that I think any Supernatural fan can appreciate.

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Dean, you little shit.

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trenchcoatsandfaith started following you

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“Er—yeah. You usually just…” Sam looks down and shrugs.

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Sam, I’m sorry that I do not spend enough time with you. If you wish, I can make it up.

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You mean you and me hanging out? I---sure.

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  *Pouts* But I missed you.

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cass you’re being uncomfortable again. I—er—missed you too.

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*Brightens* Really?

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Well—um—yeah.

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How long was I away?

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hell....man, i don't know. A long time.

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  Dean rolled his eyes just a bit, looking back at his younger brother. “Yeah, but I don’t want to find you dead somewhere and have to make another damn deal to bring you back. Or possibly you getting hit by demons, get taken away for me to bust in and kick their asses.” Sometimes he had moments like this, moments when he felt like if anything happened to Sam, he would never forgive himself. Thanks to their father, John, he cannot function without thinking about if his dear brother is alright. Because he has one job. That job is to protect Sam.

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“Dean. I can protect myself.” He insisted slowly. He knew how protective his brother was over him. Sure, he had….some incidents where things went hay-wire. Starting the apocalypse, dying, getting possessed by Lucifer, breaking out of hell…things like that. “Honestly just…” he put his hands up and studied Dean before letting loose a small smile. “Calm down.”

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“I can try.” That look he was given, even though that Sam may or may not know it, he gave him a puppy dog look. How could he refuse that?

Dean gave a shrug then patted his brother’s shoulder. “I’m sorry.. You know it’s been my job to protect you.” He rubbed the back of his neck as he looked around. “Let’s get back to the motel and find out more about the vics, how they were killed to see what we’re up against.”

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"I know." Sam nodded, lowering his hands as he studied his brother with a small grin. He had always tried so hard, that one life-job that was struck in stone in his head. "Right. Of course. I'm right behind you." the brunette nodded, glancing over his shoulder once before beginning to follow in his brother's direction. "Wait, you still don't know?"

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Winchesters’ Thrift Shop (by deirdrecee)

I CANT STOP LAUGHIGN THIS IS THE GREATEST THING EVER 

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HOLY FUCKING SHIT I ADMIT I WAS DOUBTFUL THAT THIS WAS POSSIBLE WHEN I CLICKED PLAY, BUT NO, IT’S EVERYTHING AWESOME AND MORE.

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yes I like it

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Had to stop after 30 seconds

laughing way too hard

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AWESOME!

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Damn that’s a cold ass honkey

I’m actually dying of laughter right now OH MY GOD

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YES I MEANT TO RUB YOUR NIPPLE!

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M!A: Vampire||OPEN

Castiel was human now… or at least just WAS human, really. Though when he was human, that meant he was more.. vulnerable to things, to demons, to illnesses. He couldn’t take this, he tried getting out and leaving but he was retrained down without his normal angelic strength. He had felt a sharp  prick before he blacked out.

It had been a few days, maybe a week at the most, Castiel wasn’t keeping track, this was too much, too tempting, too…Wanting. He didn’t tell anyone he knew about this, that he was… Craving blood, that this happened, that he wasn’t human, or angel or anything, that he was… a vampire. Castiel hadn’t even associated with anyone he knew since this happened. Those creatures, the ones he was suppose to kill. But he didn’t have it in him to take his own life. He wasn’t an angel anymore, and what if his father wouldn’t forgive him? What if he would but killing himself would ruin that? He knew what it was like in hell, how it affected Dean, what it looked like. His father said suicide was the one thing that wouldn’t be forgiven, and being some… sort of evil monster/demon while doing so in Castiel’s mind made it worse. He could hear the echo of hearts around him beating, pumping blood through their bodies. Maybe if he could hold himself off long enough he could just… Die. It would probably be painful, starving himself, more difficult now, he had already fed once, the day after he was turned, it was too tempting not to feed. 

He tried to keep control, very much, very difficultly tried to, not that it helped or did any good. Being out in public with so many humans around drove him insane, 6 days since he last fed on blood His vision was getting abit blurry and the beating in his head got louder, completely failing at trying to stay himself, he would have continued to let himself sit in the room and starve and die though it only made him feel more sick and he even if he was starving it still felt better to get fresh air while he did. It was evening, dark out and most people out seemed to be walking with friends or with going home. “Nnnhg~” Castiel sucked in a harsh breath, clutching his stomach and falling to his knees the smell of blood filling his nostrils, the sharp teeth showing when he mouth was opened. Tears, literal tears ran down his face, knowing he should have just stayed inside the room he’s been locking himself in ever since he killed the first girl, young, innocent, having her whole life ahead of her. He should have let himself stay and rot away. 

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Sam was walking down the street on the phone that was pressed against his ear. He huffed out a breath every now and then, switching ears as Bobby talked to him. Dean was across town and they were working on a new case. There had been killings and kidnappings and it had caught their attention on many levels. 

"Yes--Yes Bobby. Ok. Ok! Yeah, I'll---hold on. Ok, I got to go. Bye." He clicked the phone off as his brown eyes focused on a figure a little ways away from him. The trenchcoat---no....it couldn't be.

"Castiel...?" He started and then jogged up to him, finding it odd the way his shoulders were now shaking. "CASS!" He touched his shoulder, trying to see what was the matter as his heart beat in his ear. IT was never good when an Angel fell...

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  Sam buttoned his lips and stared at his family. “Oh, like you haven’t done it, Pie-boy.” He said and took out his phone, seeing there was no messages, and put it back. “Point is, I’m back. I wasn’t even gone that long. I can take care of myself, you know.”

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Dean rolled his eyes just a bit, looking back at his younger brother. “Yeah, but I don’t want to find you dead somewhere and have to make another damn deal to bring you back. Or possibly you getting hit by demons, get taken away for me to bust in and kick their asses.” Sometimes he had moments like this, moments when he felt like if anything happened to Sam, he would never forgive himself. Thanks to their father, John, he cannot function without thinking about if his dear brother is alright. Because he has one job. That job is to protect Sam.

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"Dean. I can protect myself." He insisted slowly. He knew how protective his brother was over him. Sure, he had....some incidents where things went hay-wire. Starting the apocalypse, dying, getting possessed by Lucifer, breaking out of hell...things like that. "Honestly just..." he put his hands up and studied Dean before letting loose a small smile. "Calm down."

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  *Pouts* But I missed you.

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cass you’re being uncomfortable again. I—er—missed you too.

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*Brightens* Really?

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Well--um--yeah.

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trenchcoatsandfaith started following you

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“Cass…you’ve…” Sam sighed, “It’s good to see you. It’s just different is all.”

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“I suppose I understand, being that I’m with Dean most of the time, and I don’t spend enough time with you.”

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"Er--yeah. You usually just..." Sam looks down and shrugs.

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deancallsmesammy

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you’re what? *eyes get wide* Cas…Cass that’s not how greetings work.

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It isn’t? *Tilts head* Why.

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Cass…you don’t just facetouch people. There’s -grabs his elbow and moves his arm from his face- this thing called personal space, im sorry.

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*Pouts* But I missed you.

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cass you're being uncomfortable again. I--er--missed you too.

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Sam stopped short when he found out it was Dean, causing him to turn around. “I got hungry.” He replied, holding out his hands.

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“Got hungry.” Restating his brother’s words, the older hunter shook his head. “You could’ve called.” Dean looked at his cell, then put it back into his coat pocket with a sigh. “You full now?” Another classic sarcastic comment from him.

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Sam buttoned his lips and stared at his family. "Oh, like you haven't done it, Pie-boy." He said and took out his phone, seeing there was no messages, and put it back. "Point is, I'm back. I wasn't even gone that long. I can take care of myself, you know."