The Bear's Cave

So, I'm John Winchester. Hunter. Father. And now I'm back from the dead. Why exactly, I don't know. But I plan on doing things right this time around. ----------------------------------------------------------------- Indipendent John Wincheter

[lizardtakesflight]

Australian Opals from Planet Opal

[nuclearharvest]

[vergess]

HOLY SHIT HOW IS IT THAT THERE’S NOT SOME LIKE

LINKS OR SOMETHING HERE

OKAY SIT BACK KIDS LET’S TALK ABOUT THESE REAL LIVE FUCKING DRAGONS

THEY ARE LITERALLY CALLED FLYING DRAGONS, THAT IS THEIR NAME. OR, IF YOU’RE MORE SCIENCEY, YOU MAY ALSO CALL THEM [DRACO VOLANS], WHICH, BTW, LITERALLY IS JUST ANOTHER WAY OF SAYING FLYING DRAGONS BECAUSE EVEN SCIENCE KNOWS WHEN TO STEP ASIDE AT LET MYTHOLOGY TAKE OVER.

SEE THAT SPINE THING THAT ITS WINGSAILS GROW OUT OF?

THAT IS A FUCKING RIB

LOOK AT THIS SKELETON

LOOK AT HOW COOL THAT IS

THEY LIVE IN THE PHILIPPINES AND CAN GET AS BIG AS A FOOT LONG AND BASICALLY

BASICALLY DRAGONS ARE REAL

LET’S HAVE A FUCKING PARTY

[mineralists]

Green Amber (fossilized tree resin from an ancient relative of a tropical species called “algarroba”) from Dominican Republic

[marijuanakkuh]

thats the fuckin dragon tales rock

[papabear-john-blog]

-is drawing in his notebook hearts with J+M in them, then scribbling them over out of embarrassment- What am I, a twelve year old girl?

-flops onto his bed-

[hbic-meg]

  He really was up in arms about something, but Meg just couldn’t place her finger on it. But there was something about the way he kept bringing up the word ‘meatbag’ that made her think twice about it. Was it, perhaps, that he truly thought he was more than a meatbag to Meg? And was it possible that she considered him to be? No, of course not. Naturally, the consideration must have been a product of boredeom, or insanity. Perhaps insanity. Definitely insanity. "Well, of course. That is what you are, plain and simple.” She returned with an unsympathetic roll of her eyes. “No need to get your panties in a bunch about it.”

[papabear-john-blog]

He squinted his eyes at the girl demon, not believing what he was hearing. Well, ok, he believed it. But he didn't want to. He knew, in his right mind, that he could be nothing more to her. He knew that she was this old soul turned evil, or maybe that had always been evil, and that he was just some mortal that could never be anything more to her than just a play thing. So he tossed his pen across that table, pulled the knife he had held in his boot, and took a few steps closer to Meg. 

"If that's the case.... then prove it. Prove I'm nothing more than just a play thing to you." He poised the blade at his throat, smirking at her. "If you don't care, then if I do this you wont mind." Obviously, John was bluffing. But he wanted to prove a point, so he pressed the blade into his skin. Lightly though, he wanted to give her a chance to stop him. A small trickle of blood started from the point of his blade where it was just barely breaking skin.

[hbic-meg]

"Someone’s bitter about something, Johnny boy," the demon drawled, crossing her arms over her chest and tilting her head slightly, her interest in his words genuine. "What’s on your mind?"

[papabear-john-blog]

papabear-john

"Nothing," he replied with a slightly sharpened tongue. He thought to himself that he was being crazy, that he must be suffering from some sort of Stockholm syndrome or something and that he needed either a few shots of whiskey or a few shots to the head. Or both, he figured both might work best. "Besides, why does it concern you? 'm just a meat bag, remember?"

[hbic-meg]

Is that all I am to you, a meatbag?

Now hold on just a diddly-darn minute, there, Johnny boy, what else did you expect to be?

[papabear-john-blog]

-he looked down at his paper, attempting to hide his feelings- Oh, nothing I suppose. Shouldn't expect a damn thing from a demon should I?

[papabear-john-blog]

OOC

Haven't been on this in a while, really missed it. Anyone up for a little chit chat?

[gallifreyan-angel]

Reblog this if it's ok for my muse to send texts to your muse, even if they've never interacted. Some really great friendships start with the wrong numbers after all..

[papabear-john-blog]

-sighs, talking to himself- 

Man... life on the road alone.... y'think I'd be used to it by now.

[papabear-john-blog]

The Road So Far

(wip, this is just a test right now to see if something worked will write out an update later when I'm less tired)

[friendshipstates]

The Tom Lehrer Drabble/RP Prompt List

Send one of these to my askbox if you want a drabble or rp prompt.

A Christmas Carol: Our Characters are getting ready for Christmas

Alma: People believe one of our characters is dead, but they have left clues for the other to follow to find them alive.

Be Prepared: Our characters are going camping together

Bright College Days: Our characters meet in a college AU

Clementine: Our characters are trying to perform something, but someone interrupts and we have to do it differently.

Fight Fiercely, Harvard: Our characters are watching a football game and get caught up in it.

Folk Song Army: Our characters have gotten roped into helping a cause that’s not entirely what it seems.

George Murphy: One of our characters is making a run for political office and the other is helping out.

Hunting Song: Our characters are hunting something

I Got It From Agnes: Our characters are regifting something that nobody wants.

I Hold Your Hand In Mine: Our characters are tracking down a serial killer

I Wanna Go Back to Dixie: One of our characters is reminiscing about bygone days, and the other one has to correct their mistakes

In Old Mexico: Our characters are taking in a bullfight

Irish Ballad: Our characters are caught in a “Jigsaw" game (trigger warning)

It Makes a Fellow Proud to Be a Soldier: Our characters meet in a Military AU.

Lobachevsky: Our characters are working on an academic paper together

Masochism Tango: Our characters are trying out S&M(trigger warning/nsfw)

My Home Town: One of our characters is showing the other around the place where they were born.

National Brotherhood Week: Our characters are doing good deeds for the less fortunate

New Math: One of our characters is trying to explain a difficult concept to the other

Oedipus Rex: One of our characters is watching a Greek Tragedy. The other is starring in it.

Old Dope Peddler: One of our characters has become addicted to something, and the other is attempting to wean them off it (trigger warning)

Poisoning Pigeons In The Park: A quiet day in the park is interrupted by assholes. Our characters have to deal with them.

Pollution: There’s a gas leak/ noxious fumes in a building, and our characters are trying to rescue people inside.

Selling Out: One of our characters has gained a corporate sponsor and the other disapproves

She’s My Girl: Our characters are helping another get out of a bad relationship

Smut: Our characters are starring in a porno together (nsfw)

So Long, Mom: One of our characters is leaving their family to do something important, and the other is there to cheer them on.

The Elements: Our characters are watching/ performing SCIENCE! together when something goes wrong

Thanksgiving: One of our characters has invited the other for a family holiday dinner.

Vatican Rag: Our characters are taking in a church service together

We Will All Go Together When We Go: Our characters have survived the apocalypse, and must rebuild.

Werner Von Braun: Our characters are taking part in a fireworks display

Wienerschnitzel Waltz: Our characters are getting drunk and doing embarrassing things

When You Are Old And Gray: Our characters are married in an AU, but realizing it’s not for the best.

Who’s Next?: One of our characters powers/armors has been copied, and is the latest hot item on the black market. We have to shut it down.

[papabear-john-blog]

If Dean were Gay - by Max 

[hbic-meg]

  Props to you for that one, that was actually really good.

[papabear-john-blog]

-he gave a small wave of the hand to serve as his bow- 

I do aim to please...

[hbic-meg]

My lips are sealed.

[papabear-john-blog]

-he thinks to what Dean had told him he'd missed to come up with a witty response- 

Am I going to have to break 66 things to make you tell me?

[hbic-meg]

You’re so endearingly clueless sometimes.

[papabear-john-blog]

What the hell is that s'posed to mean? 

[hbic-meg]

‘Done business on both ends of the table’, huh? Interesting way to phrase it.

[papabear-john-blog]

Well, you've been bad and I've tried to kill you, you've been good and now we're working together.... how else was I to phrase that?