Hi, I'm Meg.

[Indie Roleplay for Meg 2.0 from Supernatural. Tracking: megmasters] SIDEBAR BY MY GORGEOUS FRIEND, CHIZUU.

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[megmasters]

@bloodrips​ liked this for a starter.  

‘I spy with my little  e y e,  a vampire on my turf. What’s your business, stranger? 

Fangs for the company, but I like my own space.’ 

[unicorncastiell]

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Folklore Illustrations by Jenni Saarenkyla.

[megmasters]

Meg is really craving some platonic Sammy interactions, any takers? 

[megmasters]

Starter Call!!

Anyone fancy a short starter from your friendly neighbourhood demon?

[megmasters]

It was on this afternoon that Meg had decided that enough was damn well enough. She’d been deep into hiding for months now; so deep that not even the angel Castiel could find her, and all she wanted was hard liquor. 

Trudging wearily towards the nearest bar after arriving back in civilisation (because the demon had decided that flirting her way to free alcohol was going to be  f a r  more satisfying than having to shoplift.) Meg sat at the nearest available stool and without a word, gestured to the Old Crow Bourbon on the rack, her mouth twisted into it’s usually crooked smirk. 

Sipping thirstily at the syrupy liquid, it wasn’t until the doors to the bar opened that Meg’s focus was taken off the booze. Turning around to reassure herself that it wasn’t Crowley’s men, her gaze was met by something all the more bizarre. 

This wasn’t exactly what she needed when trying to stay inconspicuous; her words came out fast and with more concerned then she was anticipating. 

‘What the hell are you? Is that damn featherbrains so useless he can’t find me even with a doppleganger wandering around?’ (Providing herself some comic relief in situations like this was all that kept Meg from running.)

[nixnightrey]

[megmasters]

‘Hey, Kids! Do you, yes you want my three top tips for avoiding Crowley’s ass-like face permanently? 

1. Pretend to be dead.  2. Move to some desolate, uninhabited location. I’ve recently favoured Eastern Alaska and various Russian wastelands. (Or an Australian cruise if I’m in need of a laugh.) 3. Don’t fuck up. That is all.

With these tips you too can be a lonely as hell runaway whose hair is in need of a deep condition and whose ass is seriously in need of a new pair is jeans. It’s fucking marvellous’. But at least I’m not dead!’ 

[captaincanaryx]

You fell in love with a unicorn. It was beautiful, then sad, then sadder. I laughed, I cried, I puked in my mouth a little. And honestly, I kind of get it.

[cruciatuz]

i dreamed a dream // les misérables

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Caught up with Supernatural and an active member of the fandom. 

6+ years *serious* writing experience, 3+ years tumblr experience. 

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*Shakes the dust of the leather jacket*

‘Guess who finally made it back after a making a prolonged vacation to Australia sandwich with a extra side of still not being dead?’ 

[re-ink-arnated]

This is my favourite scene ever, I love Megstiel, I wish she comes back, he inspired the good in her and she inspired the badass in him

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[95/365 days of SPN]