11X11 Into The Mystic
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11X11 Into The Mystic
O Brother Where Art Thou?
mydearchevy:
oh, I wander but I always come home
out-in-the-open:
Amused baby Winchesters being all cute and stuff
indefinite hiatus.
Paranormal Reality
Temperance wasn’t horribly beat – well yeah she was. She was pretty unhappy with how she felt, but seeing that whole thing go down… And why did that thing just call the dude’s name? Y’know that doesn’t usually happen unless there’s some weird connection going on so of course she had her eyes locked on the whole scene as it went down. Forget the camera.. This was no time to be recording shit. She needed to figure out what the piss was going on before she went showcasting things people didn’t need to know. When Sam got into a bit of a spot, she was preparing to jump in, but it seemed he got himself out of it well enough. So she just pulled herself up to a sitting position against the wall with her sleeve brushing against her lip, “…blimey..” raising an eyebrow slowly as the two demons were removed from existence… mostly. Biting her lower lip, she tilts her head and half-smirks at the man when he approaches her, “Yeah, I’m good.. Just a few bumps and bruises.” Taking a deep breath, she slowly works her way to a stand, “So … that was new. Uh… they’re not going to…. suddenly animate again and try to eat our faces, right?” Looking down at the two corpses wearily, “And.. um… it’s my experience the cops don’t really like unexplained bodies with weird burns.” Glancing back to Sam, she itches at the back of her head with a sheepish smile, “Speaking of – I’ve a permit for being here.. Don’t suppose you do. Oh.. Oh wait. Can I throw one out the window and say no ticket?” She was joking, of course. Most normal people would probably be freaking out, but she was cracking jokes and trying to make light of the situations. Yeah, she wasn’t really your average type. “You… Got a name, or should I give you one?” she questions, lifting her hand carefully to check any injuries he might have sustained from the encounter, “And don’t give me any fuss.. You just saved my ass so let me at least give you first aid.”
Revealing his true personage presented little danger considering no one else was around — in fact, it may help explain why he of all people just killed two seemingly far from innocent human-looking individuals. He hesitated as she cross-examined him for injuries but didn’t back away from her touch either. “Uh, yeah. I’m Sam. You?”
“Look, I’m fine. Really, there’s no need to,” he cleared his throat, nodding in her direction, taking her hand, and giving her an award-winning smile to prove it. “Thank you though.” Despite her saying not to give any fuss Sam happens to do the exact opposite. Truth of the matter is, she should be the one he’s checking ( perhaps physically and mentally ) but she appeared to be fine. Most people have fairly similar reactions — freaking out or the like — after an encounter with a demon let alone two but hers was far from the norm.
“Guess this isn’t your first rodeo with the supernatural, or you’re just a generally calm person when it comes to fighting demons.” Realization dawned over him as he glanced back at the fallen bodies, he should probably bury those. “C’mon, maybe you can help.” He said, nodding again this time toward the two corpses and moving to lift one. “Let’s take them out back — before they jump up and try to eat our faces.” The hilarity of her question was too good to pass up but he could tell she had a sense of humor and swung with it.
“If we’re lucky, there won’t be any cops. Or demons.” Taking the abandoned state of the hospital into consideration, it’s going to be a while before anyone else comes snooping down the halls for some obscure reason—alone. “The next time you plan on spelunking in an old abandoned building, best bring a buddy, you know, for safety.”
Sam always had Dean by his side but this woman, he realized, had come in alone. If he hadn’t been in the area, she’d be in at the mercy of two soulless creatures and no one to call for. “Promise me?”
“In paradise, all is forgiven. You’ll be at peace.” - Castiel
team free will graphics challenge | malallory vs. hallowedbecastiel | prompt: guilt complex
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Sam is the absolute tip-top best person, okay? (11x13)
You’re my weakspot. You are.
And I’m y o u r s.
ANGSTY FUCKIN' SENTENCE STARTERS
“I appreciate what you’re trying to do, but you’re just making this worse.” “I don’t think we have anything left to say to each other.” “Are you happy? Huh? DOES THIS MAKE YOU HAPPY?!” “This isn’t the end. Just the part where I say enough is enough.” “Stop. Just…stop.” “You have a lot of nerve saying ‘Hello’ like nothing happened.” “I’d say ‘give me one good reason to stay’ but I already know the reasons. I just have better reasons to go.” “I’m sorry…we didn’t make it in time. They’re gone.” “You said you’d always be there for me…so how did this happen? Why weren’t you there?” “There will never be anyone else like you…if I’m very lucky.” “What, you thought you deserved better than a voice message?” “What did you do?” “How much have you had?” “That isn’t water in that bottle, is it.” “I can’t stand watching you destroy yourself like this.” “Didn’t it occur to you that you’re hurting me, too?!” “This can’t keep happening.” “The only good part about being alone is that I don’t wake anyone up when I start screaming at night.” “Holy shit–did you do that?!” “How long have you been doing this to yourself?” “I don’t want help. I just want the pain to stop.” “I just can’t stand being alone anymore.” “Please, don’t tell anyone.” “I can’t stand to lose anything else.” “I’m hurting you too much…you should leave.” “Some things just aren’t worth fighting for.” “I don’t even know why you pretend to care anymore.”
How to rp with me
Step one: Look for a meme I reblogged.
Step two: Go to my ask.
Step three: Send it to me.
Or you can also do this:
Step one: Open the IM thing.
Step two: Yell HEY YOU ASSHOLE at me (but in a nice manner ofc).
Step three: Plot.
“You’re really serious, aren’t you?” Temperance lifts an eyebrow particularly as he gets so close to her. Her cheeks actually begin to grow pink, rolling her lips inward slightly, “–okay, uh.. I mean.. like.. I seriously didn’t think you’d actually kiss me, man.” lifting her eyes to look at the roof of the car, “Not that I’d complain just don’t get many guys wanting to swap spit with me and if they do they’re just looking to rough up the sheets.. Y’know? I mean.. My beds nice and all, but the cats go kinda nuts when I bring people home with me.. You should see how territorial Fluffy Butt is–” she was rambling. Very obviously going on and on and her face had managed to change to a rather soft shade of pink in the process complimenting her hazel eyes and red hair rather well.
For a fraction of a second Sam forgot his tease and locked eyes with those hazel ones, without even listening to the rest of her babble. His hand found the door handle, and used it as a means to pull himself away.
“—No I’m not,” he said, distancing himself albeit grinning like a child, “But I got you to squirm didn’t I?” The cruel irony was too sweet to pass up — turning the tables on Temp. With the flick of his wrist, he lifted the door handle and stepped one foot out the door. “Let’s go, I’m hungry and the spiders are getting cold.”
She paused and gave him a ‘wtf ever dude’ kind of look’, “Pfft yeah right.. Like you’d ever have the balls to kiss me.” Rolling her eyes as she looks out the window away from him, “I mean come on it’d have to be pretty damn good to make up for the spiders. Let’s go pretty boy.” grinning back towards him, “Spiders-a-waiting.” She really didn’t believe he’d do it.
He laughed, dipping his head for a second, trying ( though failing ) to hide his amusement. “Okay, okay. Let’s not give you too much credit.” He pulled into the drive-way of the international district, mouth watering for some creepy-crawlies—not really. “So what’s it going to be? Your dare, your choice: spiders or a kiss?” He asked, leaning in a bit too close for comfort just to tease.