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@harvlle
𝐀 𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐗 𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐒 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐎 𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐄 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐄'𝐒 𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐒.
𝙸𝙽𝙳𝙸𝙴 𝙹𝙾 𝙷𝙰𝚁𝚅𝙴𝙻𝙻𝙴 𝙾𝙵 𝚂𝚄𝙿𝙴𝚁𝙽𝙰𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙰𝙻 𝚁𝙿.
𝙿𝚁𝙸𝚅𝙰𝚃𝙴, 𝚂𝙴𝙻𝙴𝙲𝚃𝙸𝚅𝙴 & 𝙲𝙰𝙽𝙾𝙽 𝙳𝙸𝚅𝙴𝚁𝙶𝙴𝙽𝚃.
PATCH
@harvlle .
“alright, alright -- ow, fuck.” the bandage being wrapped on his arm hurts like a son of a bitch. the grip is tight on the bottle of whiskey in his hand, a hard glance at her. “jesus, you’re rough for someone so tiny.” he takes a sip from the bottle, smirk slowly appearing. “it’s fine, barely a scratch. you don’t have to go all super nurse on me.” it wasn’t just a scratch and he knows that but it wasn’t the first time and won’t be the last.
PERHAPS SHE ENJOYED watching him wince & squirm a tad bit more than she should have. ‘if it’s not that bad then quit cryin’ like a little girl.’ she raises a stern brow in his direction before doe brown hues avert back to the injured body part. the blonde finishes patching up the wound a moment later. ‘there, all better. do you want a lollipop for being such a big boy?’ eyes roll back in a playful manner before grabbing the whiskey bottle out of the hunter’s hand & taking a swig. ‘next time i’m chargin’ ya.’ she shoves the brown liquor bottle against his chest before walking behind the bar & into the kitchen.
I miss my girl, Jo Harvelle
𝑹𝑷 𝑴𝑬𝑴𝑬 : ways to react to an injury. pt. 1 * change pronouns as needed. [ my / your ] is dependent on the receiver.
WORRIED.
‘ how did they find your weakness? ’
‘ don’t leave me, please. ’
‘ i still need you. ’
‘ that’s a lot of blood. ’
‘ oh my god! are you okay? ’
‘ here, let me help you. ’
‘ try not to move. ’
‘ no, no, no, no. ’
‘ it’s not supposed to end this way. ’
‘ this can’t be happening. ’
ANGRY.
‘ i told you not to go in alone! ’
‘ you idiot. ’
‘ you were given very clear instructions not to go and do exactly what you did. ’
‘ damnit, stay here. ’
‘ you need to leave! ’
‘ i can handle this on my own. ’
‘ i don’t need your help! ’
‘ keep your fucking eyes open. ’
‘ we don’t have time for this. ’
‘ patch yourself up. ’
PLEASED.
‘ ha! you’re going down that easily? ’
‘ i thought you’d have more fight in you. ’
‘ i can’t believe i actually landed that hit! ’
‘ don’t tell me you’re giving up already. ’
‘ i don’t often like to get my hands dirty… but seeing you like this makes it worth it. ’
‘ this is revenge. ’
‘ bleed for me. you owe me that. ’
‘ i’ve been waiting for years just to see you fall. ’
‘ finally. it’s MY turn to watch you ache. ’
‘ i would say this is the end of us, but this is just the end of you. ’
NON-VERBAL.
‘ PATCH. ‘ - [ my / your ] muse starts to heal / bandage [ mine / yours. ]
‘ RUN. ’ - [ my / your ] muse runs to [ mine / yours. ]
‘ STOP. ’ - [ my / your ] muse stops dead in their tracks.
‘ DOWN. ’ - [ my / your ] muse falls to the ground.
‘ ASLEEP. ’ - [ my / your ] muse sits with [ mine / yours ] while they rest.
‘ WAKE UP. ’ - [ my / your ] muse shakes [ mine / yours ] awake.
‘ HAND. ’ - [ my / your ] muse clasps a hand over [ mine / yours ] to keep from screaming.
‘ KISS. ’ - [ my / your ] muse grabs [ mine / yours ] and kisses them.
‘ DIG IN. ’ - [ my / your ] muse goes in for another hit / stab.
‘ GRIN. ’ - [ my / your ] muse grins at [ my / your ] muses injury.
tobeblamed·.
dean turns his attention to the direction of the noise that he thought he heard — right after jo confirmed his suspicions . they are in the middle of a forest . they are bound to come across something — though a bear is out of the question, as it is technically a campsite . ‘ woah— ’ dean gets off his seat right after her, remaining alert as he advises, ‘ okay, let’s just— go back to the cabin, alright? ’ he turns his eyes at the direction of the cabin, only to notice that nobody is looking through the window anymore … though the lights are still on .
SHE NODS AT HIS COMMAND & averts her gaze back to the cabin. it was a bit eerie how just a second ago their friends had all been huddled together peeping through the window at them, but now everyone was gone. just as they were heading back, a loud scream could be heard from the cabin. ‘did you hear that? fuck..’ without thinking straight, jo makes a run for it towards the house out of fear that something terrible had happened to one of their friends. as she bursts through the door, she realizes all of the commotion is coming from upstairs. the female frantically makes her way up there before laying eyes upon the gruesome and horrific scene. one of their friends had been stabbed to death in the shower. ‘jessica !!’ hands rake through blonde locks in complete and utter shock. ‘what the fuck happened?’ everyone was looking at each other in an accusatory manner. one girl was crying, the victim’s boyfriend was cursing out another guy. their friend group had become a chaotic disaster. in the midst of it all, jo gazes around the room hoping to find dean. he had been right behind her. ‘dean? has anyone seen dean?’
tobeblamed·.
the act itself was practically effortless — despite having not done it before with her, they’d known each other long enough that this didn’t feel all too strange in the end . nonetheless, he was caught by surprise at her commitment of their performance, for he couldn’t help but wonder how much of it was truly an act . ironically, he didn’t stop to question for a second what part of his performance was genuine . he knew better than to tread such a dangerous territory with someone he considered his best friend . it was bad enough that they were messing around for the sake of fooling others to begin with [ rather than doing it for the sake of experiencing it for themselves ] … luckily, dean could excuse it all to the drinking . as she pulled away and climbed off him, the comfortable warmth that left his body caused him to shiver slightly at the light, cold breeze .
leaning back to revert to his casual seating position, dean flashed a grin at her words . ‘ it’s not . ’ he chuckled to himself as he couldn’t help but tease her about her deliberate choice of words . ‘ you just implied that you thought i was a bad kisser . ’
a hearty laugh escapes plump lips in response to the male’s comment. they’d known each other for years now, but this - this was different. they’d never been intimate before, whether it was real or pretend. jo found that she had enjoyed the kiss a bit more than she’d like to admit. ‘did you hear that?’ eyebrows furrow together and her expression transforms into a more serious one. the blonde had not seen any of their friends walk out of the cabin, so then what was that noise coming from the woods? at first it sounded like rustling leaves, an animal maybe? however, then she heard breathing, human breathing, she wasn’t so sure it was an animal anymore. ‘dean, i think there’s someone out there.’ she stands up from the chair, still gazing out into the woods, even if there was a person out there, there was no way she’d be able to see passed the darkness.
@tobeblamed asked ❛ have you picked out a costume yet? ❜
eyebrows furrow together in curiosity. ‘why? you plan on asking me to a halloween party?’ she flaunts a playful smirk in his direction. ‘i couldn’t decide between bloody dead ex lover or badass bitch who hunts the supernatural.’ lips purse out in question. ‘what do ya think?’
sc.ID: @harvlle
❝ you’re wasting away, jo. ❞ she finally speaks up, a gulp is sipped from her glass as she raises her brow. ❝ by your age. . . ❞ i was already dead and brought back. ❝ i was going on hunts on my own. ❞ but she also has no regards for her own life. . . what kind of role model would she be? she takes another sip, her words only spoken due to ellen not being present, though her mind was spoken to the older woman, too. ❝ all i’m saying is that you’ve got potential, and it’s not bartending. ❞
the words spoken by the brunette were nothing jo didn’t already know. her father’s death only made matters worse. causing ellen to become overprotective & dead set on jo not following in his footsteps. ‘you think i don’t know that? but it’s kind of hard to do anything about it with a mom like mine.’ being a hunter was in her blood, the only thing that made sense. the blonde pours another shot before sliding the glass over to allison. ‘you’re lucky, your family actually wanted you to follow in their footsteps. i wish that was the case for me.’ she bites down into her lower lip in frustration. ‘sometimes i think about just running away but i can’t do that to her, i’m all she has left.’
Maybe they have found a way to get back to each other
&. 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.
( a mix of horror, humor, and happy hauntings! )
❛ you say beetlejuice three times. and i’ll say candyman five times. then we get them to fight. ❜
❛ that’s your face? oh, i thought it was a mask. ❜
❛ if you ever get scared, you can hold my hand. ❜
❛ how late do you think the blood bank stays open? ❜
❛ what slasher do you think you could take? in a fight, i mean. ❜
❛ and the walls will ooze green slime?! wait, they always do that. ❜
❛ holy shit, you should have seen the look on your face! ❜
❛ these pumpkins may be tiny, but they give so much serotonin. ❜
❛ on halloween we dress as skeletons. but in reality, skeletons dress as us. ❜
❛ do you believe in ghosts? ❜
❛ i think we’re being followed. ❜
❛ well, one of us is going to have to change. ❜
❛ don’t tell me you’re afraid of the dark. ❜
❛ we’re not alone. ❜
❛ i see dead people. ❜
❛ scream for me, my little banshee. ❜
❛ i said, look behind you. ❜
❛ do you think ghosts ask if they believe in humans? ❜
❛ i heard the houses here give out huge candy bars. ❜
❛ it’s like we’re too old to trick or treat and too young to die. ❜
❛ hey you need a… hand? ❜
❛ halloween is the perfect day to hide a body in plain sight. ❜
❛ it’s just a mask, don’t worry! ❜
❛ have you picked out a costume yet? ❜
❛ i can read your fortune. it says you’re a nerd. ❜
❛ get in loser, we’re going to spirit halloween. ❜
❛ did that ghost just spell ‘get out’ wrong? ❜
❛ if you can’t summon the flames directly from hell, store bought is fine. ❜
❛ if a zombie apocalypse started on halloween, it would take a while to realize. ❜
❛ you frightened me. do it again. ❜
❛ wanna see something scary? ❜
❛ i came here expecting a trick, but you’re a real treat. ❜
❛ i don’t think we should be here. ❜
❛ maybe i’ll summon a demon so i can hang out with someone. ❜
❛ what i want to be for halloween is loved. ❜
❛ what’s your favorite scary movie? ❜
❛ i’ve seen enough horror movies to know where this is going. ❜
❛ some people have swimming pools, other people have private cemeteries. ❜
❛ they really need to add bloopers at the end of horror movies. ❜
❛ you alright? you look like you’ve seen a ghost. ❜
❛ that’s fake blood, right? ❜
❛ i could have sworn we were just here. ❜
❛ do not say we should split up. ❜
❛ did the eyes in that painting just move? ❜
❛ i think it’s found us. ❜
❛ scared? i’m not scared. ❜
❛ you can’t help the dead. they’re beyond help. ❜
❛ whatever you do, don’t look behind you. ❜
❛ i think i’m getting pretty good at this pumpkin carving business. ❜
❛ the scariest thing about halloween is that rent is due the next day. ❜
❛ …and they were never heard from again. ❜
❛ i know this isn’t your area of expertise, but is this guy dead? ❜
❛ why does that grave have your name on it? ❜
❛ i could really go for a hot chocolate right now. ❜
𝑵𝑶𝑻𝑯𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑩𝑼𝑻 𝑽𝑼𝑳𝑵𝑬𝑹𝑨𝑩𝑳𝑬 . ( soft angst starters. )
❛ i can’t do this without you . ❜ ❛ it’s not safe for people to see us together . ❜ ❛ please don’t leave me alone . ❜ ❛ i don’t want to know . ❜ ❛ just go . get out of here , go . ❜ ❛ i can’t even trust myself , anymore . ❜ ❛ there’s nothing left for me here . ❜ ❛ i still need you . ❜ ❛ i only wanted to help . ❜ ❛ why are you doing this ? ❜ ❛ tell me it’s not true . please . ❜ ❛ i have to do this alone . ❜ ❛ how did you get this scar ? ❜ ❛ you don’t have to tell me . ❜ ❛ don’t yell at me . ❜ ❛ i never meant to hurt you . ❜ ❛ things are getting bad again . ❜ ❛ you should go . ❜ ❛ you’ve said enough . ❜ ❛ how dare you ? ❜ ❛ why are you still here ? ❜ ❛ you deserve better . ❜ ❛ i don’t want to talk about it . ❜ ❛ how can i fix this ? ❜ ❛ why do you hate me ? ❜ ❛ i just want to feel something . ❜ ❛ don’t lie to me . ❜ ❛ did you ever care about me ? ❜ ❛ i don’t regret any of it . not a single thing . ❜ ❛ how could you say that ? ❜ ❛ i never asked for this . ❜ ❛ this isn’t you . ❜ ❛ i need to go . i can’t be here . ❜ ❛ what’s that supposed to mean ? ❜ ❛ i’m not sober enough to talk about this . ❜ ❛ thank you for being gentle with me . ❜ ❛ how can i possibly trust you ? after all you’ve done ? ❜ ❛ don’t run away from this . ❜ ❛ you don’t understand . ❜ ❛ please , i can’t do this right now . ❜ ❛ can you forgive me ? ❜
I think that we’re very different people that we were last time around. There’s hope for us.
❝ never thought i'd see you again. ❞ back to the wall with a gun in hand and it’s probably the most inappropriate time to be having a conversation, considering they’re in the middle of chaos. ( then again, who’s to say they'll survive this battle against culebras and others who got involved in the shoot out. maybe this is the perfect time to have this conversation. ) ❝ hey. duck! ❞ pulls her down with him and as they remain out of sight while more shots sound off ( probably richie going at it with someone ) he glances over at her, even offers an exasperated laugh followed by a grin. ❝ so this is what you’ve been up to? hunting monsters, being wreckless? ❞ \ @harvlle , plotted !
IT WASN’T EVERYDAY YOU HAD A RUN IN WITH YOUR EX while shooting at a bunch of vampires. jo had seen some crazy shit as a hunter, but these culebras took the cake. she couldn’t help but wonder what the hell seth was doing there. last she’d seen of him, he was going to jail for robbing a bank. the whole ordeal came as a total shock & it hurt how the whole time they were together, she was under the impression that he was a decent guy, not a criminal. jo loved him & then one day he was gone, forcing her to move on because ellen sure as hell wasn’t going to allow her daughter to date a guy who was in prison. despite all the years that had passed, the female thought about seth from time to time, wondering how his life had turned out or if he ever made it out of prison. now here they were, hunting vampires together. ‘never thought i’d see you again either.’ someone begins shooting at them & she feels his arm wrap around her, pulling the female down with him & out of harms way. despite never getting the chance to express her anger towards seth for hiding that part of his life from her, there was also a side of the blonde that was happy to see him & know that he was okay - even if they were in the middle of a shootout with some crazy vampires. a sarcastic laugh escapes plump lips in response to his question. ‘you’re talking to me about being reckless when you went from robbing banks to hunting monsters?’ she reloads her g43x quickly while on the ground before getting ready to shoot another round at these ugly motherfuckers.
tobeblamed·:
‘ that so? ’ he flashes a smirk, followed by a defeated tilt of his head as he thinks to himself how smart she plays it, going after his ego like that . and to think that one being self-aware would prevent them from falling into that trap, but it didn’t . ‘ well, now i know that i gotta prove a point here . ’ he puffs out an amused breath, shoots a glance at the window of the cabin, making sure that they are still being watched, before he makes his move . reaching to cup her neck, dean pulls her in for a kiss on the lips .
‘don’t worry they’re watching.’ she grins playfully, eyes locked on the male, curious to see how the almighty dean winchester makes his first move. this whole thing was comical really & even more so with alcohol being involved. fingertips meet the delicate small of her neck before being pulled in to meet his lips. eyes close as she returns the kiss, lips gliding slowly with the rhythm of his. hands grip his jacket as she pulls herself onto his lap, straddling him. ‘for dramatic effect.’ she whispers against his mouth with a smirk before continuing to kiss him passionately for a few more seconds. the blonde then pulls away slowly, breathing slightly uneven, doe hues meet his while trying to catch her breath. for a moment, she forgets about their friends staring from the window, forgets this was only to get a rise out of them & nothing more. he understood her in ways others didn’t - that’s why they were best friends. but did friends kiss each other like that? what she thought would be just a silly and playful kiss, ended up feeling like much more. the blonde shook the thoughts from her head, they’d both been drinking. this was just for fun, she tries to convince herself. jo shoots him a grin before climbing off his lap & gazing over at the window. ‘i think that’ll shut em up for the rest of the night.’ a laugh emits out of her mouth as she takes a sip from her beer. ‘not as bad of a kisser as i was expecting you to be. don’t take it as a compliment.’
inpavidvs· .
𝙵𝙴𝙴𝚃 𝚆𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝚀𝚄𝙸𝙲𝙺 𝚃𝙾 𝚂𝚃𝙴𝙿 𝙸𝙽𝚂𝙸𝙳𝙴 𝙱𝙴𝙵𝙾𝚁𝙴 𝙱𝙻𝙾𝙽𝙳𝙴 𝙲𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳 change her mind, brain buzzing as brunette tried to figure out a way to break the reason for her visit to her friend without her clamming up and sending her back out into the cold, midnight driveway. once door shut behind her, the appearance of jo’s trademark sass relaxed her muscles for a bit, as it proved it wasn’t too late for her. she wasn’t past the point of no return yet, she could still somewhat recognize friend underneath her foreign, icy exterior. iota of relief didn’t translate onto her voice, though, a rather stern yet sensitive tone being used in introducing the dire nature of their situation. ❛❛ i think you know what it is. i think you’ve felt it ever since you came out of that pit, but you’ve probably been too confused or disoriented to try and say anything about it. ❜❜ gulp travelled down her throat, sigh exiting her lips as she made a tough, conscious effort not to lay all the information down on her in one go, ease her into it. ❛❛ since you’ve been back, have you been under the impression that something’s not quite right? i’m talkin’ things like angry outbursts, irritability, insatiable appetite, maybe? ❜❜
it felt like everyone around jo knew something wasn’t right ever since being resurrected, but they were all just so consumed & happy with the idea of having her back, that nobody questioned or cared about the way this all made her feel. it was normal, they’d say - you were brought back to us, it’s a miracle. only she felt the exact opposite. it felt like more of a CURSE than anything. thoughts didn’t feel like her own, her heart felt distant and cold towards those whom she once loved. the words that she’d want to express were replaced with bitterness instead. it was as if the real her was trapped deep down inside, screaming to get out but met with defeat each and every single time. lana was the only person who seemed to actually care or truly notice this difference in the blonde. the words that dispelled from the brunette’s mouth were as if she were living in jo’s mind. it brought a sense of relief, but instead of showing that, the cold shell of a human came out to play instead. ‘i guess - where are you getting at with this, lana? spill it out already, will ya..’ was she trying to tell the blonde that there was a way she could FIX her? put all the pieces of the puzzle back together again, but the right way this time. was that even possible at this point?
inpavidvs·:
𝚂𝙷𝙴 𝙺𝙽𝙴𝚆 𝙸𝚃 𝚆𝙰𝚂𝙽'𝚃 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷𝙾𝚄𝚃 𝚁𝙸𝚂𝙺𝚂, 𝚃𝙰𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙹𝙾'𝚂 𝚁𝙴𝙼𝙰𝙸𝙽𝚂 to the lazarus pit — but she was alone, and frustrated, and she didn’t know any better. in apex of her weakest moment, SHE NEEDED HER BEST FRIEND. eager for the grief to dissipate, she opted to shoot first, ask questions later. and so, now time for questions had arrived, and she feared the answers she’d find [ lore being rather revealing about the price of resurrection to be paid in its aftermath ]. she could see the emptiness in her eyes, void of their previous fire, spreading. 𝖳𝖧𝖤𝖸 𝖭𝖤𝖤𝖣𝖤𝖣 𝖳𝖮 𝖬𝖮𝖵𝖤 𝖥𝖠𝖲𝖳. ❛❛ i, uh, i came here to talk to you about something. can i come in? ❜❜
this was lana, her best friend. shouldn’t she feel something? shouldn’t those cherished memories of them come rushing back? shouldn’t her presence trigger some kind of emotion out of the blonde? why did it feel as if the person standing in front of her was nothing but a stranger? that void terrified her. ‘yeah, i guess.’ the female moves aside so that the other may enter. ‘so what’s so urgent that you had to barge into my place at 12 in the morning?’ eyebrows raise in curiosity while arms fold against chest.