Singer Salvage

My name's Bobby Singer. I drink, I grouch, I don't exactly follow the law. But I get the job done. You need somethin' from me? Better be worth my time.

[blackcarany]

[surlywithabeard]

I mean what does she want with the - what do you call these?

[areyou-stillawake]

[babyanimalposts]

[surlywithabeard]

Reply on wrong blog ? :) what's up? How was your weekend?

oh yeah oh well i’ll delete it. kinda in between things at the moment, probably won’t be rping much sorry

[surlywithabeard]

now i'm publishing things meant to be private, i'm obviously pretty distracted. hah.

[surlywithabeard]

Reply on wrong blog ? :) what's up? How was your weekend?

oh yeah oh well i'll delete it. kinda in between things at the moment, probably won't be rping much sorry

[awwww-cute]

Here’s a happy doggy to get you through the Monday blues

[crowleyandcas-deactivated202202]

-tosses a crumpled beer can at Crowley's head grumpily-

What’s the matter, Pet? -whaps it away-

[surlywithabeard]

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Do whatever you want, I want you to be safe… well, not anything you want, just anything that, well you know what I mean!

-he takes a quick step in and pecks Crowley’s lips- I sure am good at ruining a perfectly good nap, huh?

[crowleyandcas-deactivated202202]

I like to ask for permission, at least from you.

-Crowley shook his head after the peck on the lips- No, you didn’t. As surprising as it was you didn’t ruin anything. You’re still here aren’t you?

[surlywithabeard]

You always have permission, Crowley...

-chuckles- I guess I am, huh? I dunno, not like I could know any way to get home without you...

[crowleyandcas-deactivated202202]

-tosses a crumpled beer can at Crowley's head grumpily-

What’s the matter, Pet? -whaps it away-

[surlywithabeard]

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-he stops and pulls Crowley to a stop too- Balls! Are you serious?! -the guilt is obvious on his face- Crowley, I’m real sorry… I get ‘em kinda often, I think. I just don’t usually have anyone there to tell me…

-he pulls Crowley a little closer- Yer sure you’re okay?

[crowleyandcas-deactivated202202]

I’m fine. -he steps closer to Bobby- I didn’t ask to make you feel guilty, I asked because I, being the lovely little magic user that I am, can sometimes… ease things a bit. Makes things more pleasant. I just want to ask permission before doing something like that while you’re sleeping.

[surlywithabeard]

Do whatever you want, I want you to be safe... well, not anything you want, just anything that, well you know what I mean!

-he takes a quick step in and pecks Crowley's lips- I sure am good at ruining a perfectly good nap, huh?

[crowleyandcas-deactivated202202]

-tosses a crumpled beer can at Crowley's head grumpily-

What’s the matter, Pet? -whaps it away-

[surlywithabeard]

-

-he rolls his eyes and gives a smug snort. He reaches up and rumples Crowley’s hair even more. Then he takes Crowley’s hand and follows along, rubbing the sleep from his eyes-

[crowleyandcas-deactivated202202]

So, I’ll be honest… -Crowley squeezed his hand- You were having a nightmare and… well… You happened to mumble a little bit of Latin exorcism.

But, before you worry that pretty little head off, It takes more the fifty words of Latin to get rid of me. The only reason I ask is because I’m wondering how often you have nightmares.

[surlywithabeard]

-he stops and pulls Crowley to a stop too- Balls! Are you serious?! -the guilt is obvious on his face- Crowley, I'm real sorry... I get 'em kinda often, I think. I just don't usually have anyone there to tell me...

-he pulls Crowley a little closer- Yer sure you're okay?

[reidgif]

requested by daneelackles

[sixpenceee]

PARANORMAL CREATURES: HELLHOUND

A hellhound is a supernatural creature that can be found in folklore. They usually have black fur, glowing red eyes, super strength and speed, a foul odor and sometimes even the ability to talk. Certain legends say that if you stare into a hellhounds eyes 3 or more times, then you will surely die. They are often associated with the entrance to the afterlife. In european legends simply even hearing a hellhounds howl maybe an omen or cause of death. 

[crowleyandcas-deactivated202202]

-tosses a crumpled beer can at Crowley's head grumpily-

What’s the matter, Pet? -whaps it away-

[surlywithabeard]

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Well no one else is gettin’ that privilege, I can tell ya that right now -he grunts while he tries to get up out of the couch pit. Eventually he rolls up and out onto the floor- That was real pretty, huh?

[crowleyandcas-deactivated202202]

Oh, the prettiest. A vision of grace.

-Crowley appears next to him, grinning, hair mussed from the small nap he’d taken beside the hunter- TV in the bedroom should you want to watch anything… -he reached, taking his hand- Come on…

[surlywithabeard]

-he rolls his eyes and gives a smug snort. He reaches up and rumples Crowley's hair even more. Then he takes Crowley's hand and follows along, rubbing the sleep from his eyes-

[spncapsdaily]

[fractioussam-deactivated2017010]

[maygodbewithyouson-blog-blog]

[littlebitalexis]

Pamela Barnes, best damn psychic in the state

[shireartist-blog]

AMEN BOBBY SINGER