𝑰'𝑴 𝑩𝑳𝑬𝑬𝑫𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑶𝑼𝑻

MEG MASTERS OF CW'S SUPERNATURAL She took p a i n the way some men shoot down their shots, Effortlessly smirking as the liquid burns their throat. "I've had worse” she’d say with a shrug, like years of endless torture was nothing, Like she wasn’t broken.

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|| 𝑪𝑳𝑨𝑰𝑹𝑬.

❝ oh, um, wow, a bit of an overshare, but cool, ❞ she shrugged, already annoyed with this woman. ❝ yes, i’m nineteen. i don’t care how old you are, but i’m not a kid. ❞

     ✗ — 𝑨 small shrug of Meg’s shoulders then, hands tucked into the pockets of her leather jacket as she pulls open the door of the apartment building. “ Just thought you should know. “ She leaves it there then, walking over to the elevators and pressing the call button. “ RIGHT. My apologies then. “

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|| 𝑫𝑬𝑨𝑵.

    ☠ — Dean was on, maybe, his third bottle of Whiskey. He’d had so many in the last few hours he’d forgotten. Yet, it wasn’t the alcohol effecting him, he hadn’t been affected by alcohol for years, and especially with the MARK he wasn’t feeling anything, but the hunger for killing. Drinking was just something that distracted his thoughts, and without the first blade, he would be unable to satisfy the hunger. His deep emerald eyes flicked to a deep, jet black as he turned to the person next to him. “Would you be opposed if I said next round is on you?”

     ✗ — 𝑶h this would certainly be F U N. Maybe now Meg could actually stand Dean a little bit more. The demon smiles, crossing one leg over the other as she waves the bartender down to their end of the bar, telling him to leave the bottle behind. “ Not a bit, Deano. “ She hums, shaking her head as she grabs the bottle of whiskey to pour him another glass, topping off her glass as well. “ So, when did ya’ get the pretty black eyes, Dean? Cause I know none of my... Siblings are wearing you right now. “

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|| 𝑩𝑼𝑩𝑩𝑳𝑬𝑺.

                    ❝ i’m sorry um… ❞ bubbles stopped for a moment to think about what the other was hinting around. ❝ where did you say you were from? did you say…h-e-double hockey sticks? the place where bad people go? ❞

     ✗ — 𝑨 laugh falls past Meg’s lips as she looks down at the other blonde, raising an eyebrow towards her. “ Double hockey sticks? You mean H E L L? Because yes, I d i d say that. And it’d not where all BAD people go. Some choose to go down that path by selling their souls, or being at the wrong place, wrong time. “

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|| 𝑪𝑳𝑨𝑰𝑹𝑬.

❝ you guys are together? ❞ was the thing that stuck out most to claire. she could never imagine castiel dating anyone, even if he was pretty great — though she would deny that if ever asked what she thought of him. ❝ — okay, seriously? i’m not a damn kid, ❞ she retorted, crossing her arms over her chest defensively, ironically much like a kid.

     ✗ — 𝑨 small but f o n d smile takes the demon’s lips then, nodding her head as she looks at Claire. “ The brothers probably didn’t tell you much about me, but I was Cas’ first kiss, the saint that stayed behind and watched over him when the brothers abandoned him, and the one who died to protect him. He... “ Her voice trails off, not finishing her sentence as she looks over at Claire again with a small smirk. “ I’m sorry, how old are you? Like nineteen? I’m nearing three thousand, you’re a kid compared to me. “

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|| 𝑪𝑳𝑨𝑰𝑹𝑬.

claire got a bit excited when meg said castiel was here, but it also confused her further. nevertheless, that meant she wasn’t here alone. but she quickly reminded herself not to get her hopes up until she actually saw him in person. ❝ yeah? okay, yeah, sounds cool — wait, do you two share an apartment? ❞ she asked, her curiosity growing.

     ✗ — 𝑴eg offers the other blonde a small smirk, nodding her head at Claire’s question. ” Yeah, been sharing an apartment with Feather’s for close to two months now. That’s what people do in a relationship, right? Share living spaces or whatever. “ She chuckles softly, turning her head to look at the apartment building across the street. “ C’mon. I’m sure I’ve got something kid friendly for you to drink up there. Like a juice box or something. “ She starts to walk towards the building then, only hoping that Claire will follow.

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|| 𝑪𝑳𝑨𝑰𝑹𝑬.

❝ won’t push you on that, then, ❞ claire replied, with a shrug. ❝ no kidding? ❞ she didn’t know why that surprised her. she and castiel were on good terms, or so she figured. she supposed it was because this was a stranger. to her, anyway. and apparently, castiel had been talking about her? though meg probably could say the same. people liked to talk and to gossip — it wasn’t a big deal. ❝ — is castiel here? ❞ she finally brought herself to ask.

     ✗ — 𝑻he demon shakes her head, a small smirk taking her lips. “ No kidding. “ She nods, hands coming down to tuck into the pockets of her leather jacket. Even if some of the shit Cas said made little to no sense to Meg, she still listened to everything he said. “ Unless I’ve been living with a dupe, I’m pretty sure Cas is here, yes. You’re welcome to come with me, but no promises that the little tree topper will be awake, when I left the apartment he was passed the fuck out. “

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|| 𝑪𝑳𝑨𝑰𝑹𝑬.

❝ meg, huh? sounds familiar. wait, yeah — yeah, they’ve mentioned you once or twice, ❞ she nodded, remembering the name come up a few times, though in her defense, she didn’t always listen when she was spoken to — especially if it was dean or sam. it was kind of like a reflex at this point. ❝ well, that depends. if you think i’m claire, and i’m assuming you do since you know my — friends, then yeah, you’ve got the right girl. ❞

     ✗ — 𝑨n odd pang resonates in her chest when Claire says they’ve mentioned her, face twisting up slightly. So they can t a l k about her, but they can’t even do her the solid of telling Cas she died? It’s reasons like this she hated the brothers. That and they caused too much trouble and made others such as herself have to sacrifice themselves. “ That I am. Well, that’s my stolen name. But you gotta be real close to know my real one. “ A laugh falls from her lips, head tilting to the side a small bit. “ Yeah, Claire. That’d be the one. Cas has talked about ya’ a couple times. And by a couple times, I mean at least a hundred. Feathers never shuts up ‘bout you. “

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|| 𝑪𝑳𝑨𝑰𝑹𝑬.

to say claire was freaking out was an understatement, but she hid it well. after all, how she ended up in new york city of all places without even knowing how was already more than enough reason to worry. jody was going to KILL her; no question. she quickly spun around, hearing footsteps behind her. ❝ — who goes there?! ❞ she asked, her hand immediately rushing to her jacket pocket for her gun, but of course she didn’t have it with her.

     ✗ — 𝑨 brow raises towards the blonde girl spinning on her heel, dark eyes narrowing towards the other. She knows this girl, vaguely, but knows her nonetheless. Well, maybe knows her. She’s heard Cas talk about Claire and seen a few photos of the teenager, but considering Meg had seen a woman that is BASICALLY wearing her face, she wouldn’t be too surprised if this was the wrong girl. “ Just some creepy old thing such as myself enjoying a night walk. Names Meg. You might’ve heard about me from Cas or those pesky Winchester’s, if they remembered me of course. And if you’re who I think. “

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|| 𝑺𝑨𝑴.

“it’s been… a really long time since i’ve seen anyone.” sam’s voice was small and quiet as he looked down at his former-enemy. “i just… wanted to make sure everyone was okay, i guess…”

     ✗ — “ 𝑫id you go into hermit mode, Sam? Where’ve ya’ been? “ She raises an eyebrow as she looks up at him, arms coming to fold over her chest easily. “ Well you sure picked a pleasant surprise to pop back up... Deano’s gone with the wind it seems. “

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|| 𝑬𝑵𝑰𝑫.

“i’ve, um, i’ve kind’ve been hiding, i guess.”

     ✗ — “ 𝑾ell I certainly can’t blame ya, kiddo. Kinda gone to Hell in a handbasket over the past little while... Gotta admit though, you gave me quite the scare, Enid. Disappearing outta’ the blue like that... Where’d you go anyways? “

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|| 𝑴𝑨𝑹𝑲.

mark assumed she was joking, had a dark sense of humor like himself. he didnt take her comment too seriously. “ well, i guess that’s one thing i don’t have to worry about, huh? “ he rapped on the door loudly a few times, hoping it would draw someone’s attention over. “ then i guess we’re just going to have to hope someone walks by. i don’t see another way of getting out— miss. “

     ✗ — 𝑴eg rolls her eyes slightly, a hand coming up in the cramped space to scratch the back of her neck. “ No, eating people is definitely on the bottom of my list. And you haven’t provoked me, but if you do, I’ll do worse than EAT YOU. “ She offers him a smile even though he can’t see it, head turning in his direction when he speaks again. “ I know the sizzling flesh may have been a small bit disconcerting, but that doesn’t mean YOU can’t give it a go. And it’s Meg. Just call me Meg. “

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|| 𝑩𝑨𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵.

     “ this is called a french fry? is it actually from france? ravi de vous rencontrer, fry, je m'appelle bastion. ” yes. she was trying to talk to a french fry.

     ✗ — 𝑨 quick roll of the demon’s eyes as she glances at the woman, hand reaching out to pop a fry into her mouth then. “ Le fry ne parle pas. “ Meg hums, shaking her head as she glances at the woman again. “ And no, they’re from Belgium. “

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|| 𝑱𝒀𝑵.

Jyn opened her eyes slowly. She knew death was inevitable, the comfort of Cassian to send her into the Force, to become one with it, she wasn’t ready but she would accept it. Looking around the rebel was confused. If this was death she was confused. “Am I dead? Cassian? Cass? Cass! What’s going on! Where am I?”

     ✗ — 𝑻he demon’s face pulls into a scowl then, eyes dropping from her magazine to look at the woman. “ Stop the squawking. “ Meg grumbles, shaking her head as her gaze comes back down to the magazine in her lap. “ You’re in New York. And judging by the ‘woe is me, where am I’ reaction you’ve got right now, I’m gonna ASSUME you haven’t a damn clue how you got here. So get cozy, sweetheart, you’re probably not leaving anytime soon. “

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@judithgrcmes | liked for a starter !

     ✗ — “ 𝒀eah, dead guy, blood stained carpet, and broken window—T O T A L L Y not my fault. “ The demon let’s a laugh fall past her lips, coffee brown hues turning towards the other blonde, a sweet smile painting her lips. ‘Not my fault’ the lie may have been believable if it hadn’t looked like she just dipped her hands in crimson paint.

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@delightfullybritish | liked for a starter !

     ✗ — “ 𝑯ey, superboy. I got a question. “ The demon had only met him once, but that didn’t make her think of him as anything more than a nerd. “ Those slow-mo hands. How the hell do they work? I remember you slowin’ down time or something first time I ran into ya’. I know that was AWHILE ago, but it’s very hard for demons to forget. “