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“Hey-- Thanks for the assist,” Steve calls out, reaching behind himself to shoulder his shield as he looks down at the... CREATURE unconscious at his feet. He’s never seen anything like it, honestly, but thankfully the other man had known how to put it down. “-- What the hell is it?”
@ashebreaks
@ashebreaks -- "Why are you covered in blood..."
“huh?” dean’s eyes spike to the sky. who the – . he coughs, sniffing copper up his nose before he spits. goddammit. his face hurts. his chest hurts. his legs. his fucking hair hurts. and now this. good. great. fuck you, too, chuck. “uhhh, i fell? you gonna buy that? y–somethin’ tells me you ain’t buyin’ that. no? OKAY. just. inside voice, pal. you’re already talkin’ like a tiny squirrel or whatever. but — can you just. shhh, alright?”
“You don’t look like you fell. You look like you got the shit kicked out of you, man,” Elliot pointed out dryly in his same level of volume before he decided to listen.
“Why?” He whispered this time, which, as Dean had pointed out wasn’t much different than his usual voice. Elliot spoke very softly most of the time with his slightly gravelly and deep voice.
Gray eyes scoured over this stranger’s body, looking for any serious injuries that might have been life threatening but he saw nothing that wouldn’t heal up and just leave the guy sore for a while. “Do you want help?”
“ if you’re here, i have to assume there is also something here killing people. sooooo. “
when yo boo brings back a muse and the first thing they say is /offensive/ almost to your own and you're just like GDI WHY DO I WORK LMAO
@ashebreaks
❝ Dean. ❞
It carries that measured edge of something that’s a mix of disbelief and disapproval, brows quirked and concern pooling in dark eyes. He shifts his posture, consciously rolls his shoulders back, eases the tension from his spine. Does his best to act like this isn’t the start of an argument.
❝You’re not seriously telling me that you think this is a good idea?❞
Cake or Pie. Choose wisely, pal.
WOULD YOU RATHER .
“Pie any day of the week. Though if my mom’s tiramisu comes into the picture it tops pie and cake for me.”
@ashebreaks replied to your post: the fleas are in my faux fur blanket– or the eggs...
omg noooo
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W A Y W A R D S O N S “family don’t end in blood”
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