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Playing Hardball || Closed RP
Sam Winchester was not looking forward to this semester. Captain of the soccer team with the highest ranked GPA in the class, the Alpha was on the fast track to an ivy-league education with the possibility of a scholarship, no less. Not that he needed it, his father ran a very successful business and a large pack to go with it. He’d learned over the break that surprise! He was expected to follow in his older brother’s footsteps and join the family business as soon as possible.
Which meant no university, no possibility of becoming a top criminal lawyer. Wasn’t that just the fucking kicker.
He’d also been told that while holding his grades and his place on his various extracurriculars was all well and good, he wasn’t going to get anywhere as a single Alpha with no prospects. Mating prospects anyway. Everyone knew the best time to get paired off was in school, and as his father didn’t plan on allowing him to attend university…that meant he needed to find someone now.
Unlike his brother, who’d run a red and wild streak through the Betas and Omegas in the school and most of the neighboring towns, Sam wasn’t all that interested in beating Dean, who, as rumor had it, held the record for most taken virginities throughout his highschool career. Not that he was bad looking, or even unpopular. He just didn’t see the need to try and live up to that particular aspect of his brother’s reputation. God knew he loved Dean, but even he knew they were cut from slightly different cloth.
It didn’t put his mood in a very good place as he stepped in through the front doors a couple of days late for term. Like many students, the absence was mostly looked over, what with the tuition being a goodly sum. Usually he stayed in the country for breaks with his brother but unfortunately for him they had all needed to jet off on business and that meant the underage brother had to come along.
He’d been contemplating a blond Beta named Jess that had caught his eye for most of the year anyway when he noticed the stink of testosterone in the air, a large group of Alphas piled around in the corridor between the Math and English wings. Assuming it was yet another flare up between Alphas- he put his money on Crowley and Abaddon, they were always fighting about something; he noticed his friend Andy trying to catch a glimpse of what was going on over the many heads.
Sam made his way over with a smirk, intending on asking what was going on. Fights were always fun to watch. Last time he’d made a killing on taking bets.
The murmuring around them only seemed to pick up as the seconds ticked by - seconds that felt more like minutes in the painful tension that had replaced the somewhat unrequited playfulness from before. Gabriel resumed his place at the locker, almost as if hoping to offer himself up as a consolation prize. Maybe if he just... Gave up she'd be disgusted and walk away. Yeah. That definitely sounded better than being mated or getting his face smashed in. The boy had his eyes shut tightly in uncertainty until the content of her next sentence had him blinking with surprise.
"It's your lucky day, Omega," instead of the imminent rage he had suspected, she seemed pleased by his outburst, "I love a good challenge." For a kid who was mostly pretty easy going, it took a lot to set him off, but at those words, panic rose up from deep inside like bile, and if he were anywhere else in the world, he would have shouted for help.
She closed in again, fingers gripping about his wrists and pinning them at his sides. Kali crooned something horrible about how she couldn't wait to make him beg to be mated to someone like her, and his resolve was breaking. This wasn't at all what he'd had in mind when it came to education. He expected the damn best of the best like everyone else got. To make a few good friends and stay up late, ditch as much class as he could without getting kicked out and maybe try some low end drugs just to see what that crap was like before it really mattered.
Did no one have any sense of decency in this joint?
he looks like a teddy bear here omg
cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat
this cat lives in a show horse barn which is why it walks and runs that way
THIS CAT THINKS ITS A HORSE
I bet he’s looking at Cas.
LAUGHING SO HARD I’M SNORTING
They don’t really watch the show.
I have never wanted to be a wall so much in my life.
Firstly why is he hugging a wall like it’s the long lost love of his life and secondly why am I not the wall
Imagine you’re on the other side of the wall holding his hand
Why am I having feels about Richard hugging a wall? Why has my life spiralled this far out of control?
Ladies and gentlemen, the Richard Speight fandom.
"nerd" and"loser" were like hard hitting insults in the early 2000’s and now they are used as affectionate terms we have truly come full circle
Sorry, but no, we did a 180. A full circle would mean we went back to them as insults
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Richard with that cute lil’ flick of hair over his forehead is my favourite thing… I mean..
Seriously?
Uuughhhhh.
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You don’t understand how much this will be stuck in my head for the next few weeks.
I give you, Jared, Jensen, Misha, Mark, and Jim.
omg no but the mark one
is jared is a fucking moose screaming?
MISHA THO
THEY ATE MY TAILOR
I’m not in the Supernatural fandom but I just had to reblog this
CAN THIS BE MY RINGTONE OMG
iowa is the only state that consists entirely of vowels
w is not a vowel
every message in my inbox for the next 16 years (via corporateaccount)
#oh season nine#oh you#all of the angels ever are aware of Castiel’s massive crush like they don’t even hide it#it’s just a thing everyone knows (via yellow-turtle)
the angels probably tune into Dean’s prayers like they’re the best soap opera in heaven
…. except if you’ll look at the gif set once again, you’ll see that the last two gifs don’t say “I’ve got two words for you: Dean Winchester”, it says Winchester. He doesn’t say Dean. There’s no ‘massive crush seen from Heaven itself’, that’s not what is being alluded to here. What Bartholomew is trying to say is that Cas is Sam and Dean’s friend, part of their family. He’s proven that, and Heaven knows it, Heaven’s been trying to keep it from happening, but no dice. So Bartholomew tells the Reaper that he should look for the Winchesters, because of that history.
Like an old married polyamorous three way couple thing.
HWY DOESNT THSI HVAE MORE NOTES IM CRYINGN ITS HILARIOUS