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I heard someone call my name. Was that you?
"hey, little asskicker!"
Daryl and a little kitten =)
art by murrl
OMG, this is so cute
↖ will defend followers from haters
Hope you got your things together. Hope you are quite prepared to die. Looks like we’re in for nasty weather. One eye is taken for an eye.
Dean yawned widely and ambled out of his bedroom, the bunker had been painfully quiet ever since he had lost Sam. He smiled and gently tousled Daryl's hair on his way to get coffee, "Hungry, redneck?"
Slightly flinching from the others touching he nodded.”Hell ya i am.”He said, following behind the others heels.”What cha plannin’ dean?”
Dean chuckled and opened up the fridge, the had a back up generator and Dean had had enough foresight to stock up. “Pancakes?”
"Actually… "He says words slowing down as his gaze locks onto the other.".. i might want somethang else.. "
"Okay," Dean said, oblivious to the eyes on his back as he rooted around, "I can make an omelet."
"It ain’t food.. " He commented, eyes looking around until they landed back on him." take anotha shot."
Dean turned and looked Daryl, over “Beer?” he asked with a frown.
"Nope."Raising an amused brow." Something that likes pie."
Dean grinned, understanding in his eyes, backing up so he could lean against the counter, resting his hands on Daryl’s hips, “Mhm…?” he purred.
A small snicker left his lips. Putting his lower weight on Deans lower half. Separating his arms, placing his palms on the counter trapping Dean in between his arms."Starts wit' a D an' ends wit' N."A smirk ran along his lips.
i dont know what happened
that was so weird. IT was one message then i look at it then it's different . . . LOL go to bed XD
[text] That is definitely not healthy, in fact I’m not sure it’s legal to send that sort of picture?
[text] Fuck that’s wasn’t meant for you
[text] delete that
[text] throw your phone out the window
[text] then burn it
[ text ] What .. th' fuck. [ text ] why th' hell are yeh lookin' at this!?
Dean yawned widely and ambled out of his bedroom, the bunker had been painfully quiet ever since he had lost Sam. He smiled and gently tousled Daryl's hair on his way to get coffee, "Hungry, redneck?"
Slightly flinching from the others touching he nodded.”Hell ya i am.”He said, following behind the others heels.”What cha plannin’ dean?”
Dean chuckled and opened up the fridge, the had a back up generator and Dean had had enough foresight to stock up. “Pancakes?”
"Actually… "He says words slowing down as his gaze locks onto the other.".. i might want somethang else.. "
"Okay," Dean said, oblivious to the eyes on his back as he rooted around, "I can make an omelet."
"It ain’t food.. " He commented, eyes looking around until they landed back on him." take anotha shot."
Dean turned and looked Daryl, over “Beer?” he asked with a frown.
"Nope."Raising an amused brow." Something that likes pie."
[text] You need to run far and run fast
[text to: Daryl] What the fuck does that mean? What’s going on?
[ t e x t ] …
[ t e x t ] Am i someone who plays jokes?
[text to: Daryl] Oh come on!
[text to: Daryl] Who warns someone about cannibals!?
[ t e x t ] . . . [ t e x t ] Walkers. Walkers are on yer way. [ t e x t ] Good lord.
Dean yawned widely and ambled out of his bedroom, the bunker had been painfully quiet ever since he had lost Sam. He smiled and gently tousled Daryl's hair on his way to get coffee, "Hungry, redneck?"
Slightly flinching from the others touching he nodded.”Hell ya i am.”He said, following behind the others heels.”What cha plannin’ dean?”
Dean chuckled and opened up the fridge, the had a back up generator and Dean had had enough foresight to stock up. “Pancakes?”
"Actually… "He says words slowing down as his gaze locks onto the other.".. i might want somethang else.. "
"Okay," Dean said, oblivious to the eyes on his back as he rooted around, "I can make an omelet."
"It ain’t food.. " He commented, eyes looking around until they landed back on him." take anotha shot."
[text] You need to run far and run fast
[text to: Daryl] What the fuck does that mean? What’s going on?
[ t e x t ] CANNIBALS !
[text to: Daryl] You are fucking with me arn’t you?
[ t e x t ] . . . [ t e x t ] Am i someone who plays jokes?
[text] You need to run far and run fast
[text to: Daryl] What the fuck does that mean? What’s going on?
[ t e x t ] Their comin’ fer yeh! yew have to run! [ t e x t ] Yeh runnin’ yet?!
[text to: Daryl] WHO IS!?
[text to: Daryl] WHERE THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSED TO GO!?
[ t e x t ] CANNIBALS !
Dean yawned widely and ambled out of his bedroom, the bunker had been painfully quiet ever since he had lost Sam. He smiled and gently tousled Daryl's hair on his way to get coffee, "Hungry, redneck?"
Slightly flinching from the others touching he nodded.”Hell ya i am.”He said, following behind the others heels.”What cha plannin’ dean?”
Dean chuckled and opened up the fridge, the had a back up generator and Dean had had enough foresight to stock up. “Pancakes?”
"Actually. . . "He says words slowing down as his gaze locks onto the other.".. i might want somethang else.. "
Dean yawned widely and ambled out of his bedroom, the bunker had been painfully quiet ever since he had lost Sam. He smiled and gently tousled Daryl's hair on his way to get coffee, "Hungry, redneck?"
Slightly flinching from the others touching he nodded."Hell ya i am."He said, following behind the others heels."What cha plannin' dean?"
[text] You need to run far and run fast
[text to: Daryl] What the fuck does that mean? What’s going on?
[ t e x t ] Their comin' fer yeh! yew have to run! [ t e x t ] Yeh runnin' yet?!