h◯ly water

✝ h◯ly water wash ◯ver me I wear my boots to bed, hang a cross up on the wall to save me from a shallow grave who wants to take us all. ✝ Joanna Beth Harvelle | Hunter | Bartender ✝

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silver-bowed-huntress‌:

Allison shrugged her shoulders. “After Gerard…. disappeared, he kind of left all his stuff behind. Dad locked the USB in his desk drawer to try and discourage me, but… he kinda passed out on the couch a few days ago, so I took the keys and retrieved it. Downloaded the files to my laptop, then put it back.” She shrugged. It was underhand, but what her dad didn’t know couldn’t hurt him. “Yeah - that’s on there. I can email you the file. Apparently there hasn’t been any wendigos spotted in town for years, unless they’re really good at hiding in plain sight, so we shouldn’t have any problems there..”

jo couldn’t help but let her eyes widen more the more detail allison went into. she needed to see those files on a spiritual level. “okay so--- how bout we scrap the burger and order in? my mom is out, i’m about to close up---- i could bring out the journal and we can explore things together.... that didn’t sound how I wanted it to, but you know what I mean.” 

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badintent‌:

“you should’ve said that before i bet all my money.” malia pointed out, her words surprisingly followed by a small smile because for once she actually felt normal, like she was enjoying being human. “i think you’re scared i’m a quick learner.”

“i think you suck at this and we should just play go fish for now. I’ll teach you more when i feel like we’re showing some progression.” she gave the other a small smile, dealing out the cards for the childs game that jo secretly adored. “wanna drink?”

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carolinebeula‌:

“oh, just you. for hustling an unassuming former friend out of her hard earned cash.” caroline said, her tone nonchalant. she wasn’t exactly broken up over the loss.

“hard earned?” jo questioned it, never having seen caroline actually work before, she felt it was a legitimate question. “what exactly do you do, caroline? where does your money come from exactly?”

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stcut‌:

he sighs.  thinks about it.  really thinks about it.  okay so he doesn’t actually think about it, BUT he pretends to while he watches his twenty dollar bill figuratively drain down the toilet.  ❛  nah.  pretty sure if i lose any more of our money dean’ll throw a fit.  ❜  it’s said teasingly, though he’s convinced it’s the truth.  next time— he decides— he’ll leave the hustling to him.  ❛  this whole experience has reminded me how HONEST the life of a hunter is.  ❜ 

the blonde rolled her eyes, scoffing slightly as he mentioned his brothers name. “so what? dean is daddy winchester now?” she teased before passing him a beer and collecting up her cards. “you do know your brother is an ass, right?”

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empatheo‌:

“I’m not denying it” Theo grinned with the corner of his lips, nodding right after it and taking a moment to look at her with a brow raised. “I liked your skills, so I’m asking for a chance to either regain my title or accept the end of it.” He kept his confident eyes on her. “What you say? Final chance…”

“--- nah.” she chimed, after having stared him down for half a minute or so in silence. “besides, i wouldn’t want to take all your money. that would’t be fair.”

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originalmisdeed‌:

                 “ i wouldn’t DREAM of it, “ the woman had an exceptional poker face, making it seem like she had been beaten fair and square. Which could very well be the case, then again it might not be.“ say, best two out of three? “ quirked eyebrow, friendly smile to accompany. 

“why is that everyone’s go to? sorry lady, looks like you’re out of luck and best to call it a day. but uh, i’ll give you a bowl of pretzels, on the house, to make you feel better.”

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sangrexancestral‌:

“I guess I’ve had that too.” Though usually Mel didn’t consider herself to have much in common with the other patrons of the bar. She didn’t like much country music, and was a general enemy of the entitled looks that the occasional drunk man might send her way…but it was one of the few other bars in town that she didn’t work at. Though she was surprised to find that it was owned by a mother and daughter, considering the patrons. 

Mel squinted at the woman serving her drinks, unable to really tell her age but sure she looks a little bit out of place there. “Aren’t you a little young to be managing a bar?”   

“Well, my mom owns and manages it, I just look after it when she’s off. i’m 21-- but i’ve been working here since i was tall enough to see over the bar. don’t give my mom a hard time about it either, it’s how we made ends meet. I wasn’t allowed to serve the alcohol, just the cokes, food, fill the peanut bowls etc. all that shit.” jo mused, taking a bottle of coke out for herself and popping the cap off with ease using the edge of the bar. “it’s a living.”

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tlockwoods‌:

“wow –– how generous of you.” he said with s soft smile before nodding. “i can’t say no to a drink.”

“I’m a generous person.” she mused, nodding her head slight before she slid him a beer. “don’t tell my mom, i’ll have to cut you.” she took a sip of her own before looking him over once more. “have you-- like been here before? normally we just get drunks, hustlers and misfits through these doors, and uh, you don’t look like one of them so...”

[natalieweepoetry]

no monster here, only the shape of a falling star where your heart should be. northbound & reaching, a hero telling her story. it starts like this: once upon a time, you rode the dragon & saved your own life.

 NATALIE WEE, EXCERPT OF “HOW TO SAVE YOUR OWN LIFE”, PUBLISHED IN THE RISING PHOENIX REVIEW

Find Our Bodies & Other Fine Machines on Amazon / Goodreads.

(via illuminosity)

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caroline:

“just because you’re good at poker, doesn’t make you any less of a scammer. if anything, it further proves my observation.” she said flippantly, only half-serious about it all.

jo stared back at the brunette, deadpan. she was never really sure with caroline, could never pick up on whether she was being sincere or not. “so are all poker players scammers? or just me?”

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Tyler:

tyler chuckled as he looked over at her, shaking his head. “best two out of three.”

the blonde gave a small chuckle, her blue eyes looking over the other before shaking her head. “nah, i think i’m good taking all your money and leaving. i will however buy you a drink before a go. show you what a good sport i am.”

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Sam:

❛  i DON’T—.  ❜  he stops himself where he wants to begin & releases a breathy laugh.  who’s he kidding, really ?  he knows he’s not the best poker player around— not even when he gives his full undivided attention to the game.  ❛  yeah, okay.  keep it.  i’m throwing in the towel.  ❜  

she couldn’t help but give the other a smile, a chuckle emerging from her lips as she pulled the crumbled bills towards her on the table. “ you sure you don’t want another round, winchester? I think you’re getting the hang of this!”

[holywcter]

Allison:

“So long as you don’t tell my dad I figured out how to access the bestiary - I figure we’re even.” She muttered, smiling innocently and straightening up. “Burgers would be great. We definitely need to find a time and place to meet in private though and compare notes. Covert hunter to covert hunter.” 

Jo blinked back at the other hunter, a little amazement running across her features. “wha-- you did? what’s on it?” jo leaned forward in obvious excitement, her eyes wide and a smile plastered across her face made that much obvious. “come on, spill now--- i gotta know. you know-- i read about this thing called a wendigo-- fucked up shit--- was that in there?”

[holywcter]

Mel:

“I’ll take what I can get.” The brunette shrugs and takes a seat once more. The bar isn’t too far away from the lot she’s parked her RV at so she doesn’t take much time to worry about if she’s had too much to drink. It’s been one of those nights where the witch is resentful of her decision to go on a cross country road trip. Even more so of how she’s unable to go anywhere else. When the shot is placed in front of her full lips part to allow the clear liquid to quickly slide down her throat, a sharp exhale her only reaction. 

“Thanks. It’s just been a hard couple of days. I’ll be fine.”

“most people end up in here because of a hard couple of years, not so much a hard couple of days, but we seem to serve a whole array of people.” she mused, sending her eyes around the roadhouse for a moment, wondering how many of the flannel wearing middle aged men were hunters and which were just country men.

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Caroline:

“ugh, whatever. nobody likes a scammer, jo — and poker is a game for old, rich men, anyway.” she rolled her eyes, like the sore loser she is.

“scammer? fuck you!” Jo scoffed, insulted by the remark. “I’ve been playing since I was six, thank you very much. I can’t help id i’m just talented.”

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empatheo‌:

“Apparently” He murmured. Theo in fact wasn’t the best poker player, but he knew how to win his way out of any situation, that was his specialty. “But you know… we should really do best of three. Whoever wins, takes everything.”

the blonde scoffed, shaking her head slightly. “i slaughtered you. Maybe you should just admit defeat and lick your wounds. you got beat, son.”