Jan 8, 2021
@lostbraeden
“I’m not staring I’m just-- thinking.”
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@lostbraeden
“I’m not staring I’m just-- thinking.”
@gunlegacy
“You’re too much like your father.”
Halsey Drabbles for @riighteouson because why not?
Drive
All we do is drive... It’s dead silent between them, as always. Not a word passes from her mouth and the same goes for him. It’s just the hum of the engine, the steady sound of quiet breaths, and the radio turned down low. Low enough to the point where the song is barely audible, barely even there.
Over analyze again...
Her hands rest on the wheel, not gently, but with a death grip. Although her eyes are trained straight ahead on the never ending pavement path, her mind is elsewhere, as it always is when he is around. All of her attention goes towards deciphering the hidden language laced between his sentences. The inflections, the pauses, the tones-- He was never direct, never made things easy for her. After every encounter, she needed hours of alone time to sift through their conversations, picking out the pieces that gave her any sort of inclination to what he thought of her under that bad mouth of his.
Sick and full of pride...
He would never admit to it, the huntress was sure of that factor. This was Ben. Yet, she wouldn’t dare say it either. Vocalizing her feelings, her worries, her fierce loyalty to him was deadly. It would give him power. It would make her weak. She was the Queen of the Hunters. A ruthless and unforgiving leader to those who stepped out of line. All of her subjects viewed her as a stone statue, poised and emotionless. The moment a single whisper would slip out about her possible affection towards Dean Winchester’s son would spell disaster to the empire she inherited. And hunters couldn’t love. It was an unofficial rule. Do not fall in love.
God if he knew, the hell that would rain down... He could walk out. He could never let her live that fact down, torture her with it every day, make it the butt of every one of his jokes. He would twist her, break her, remind her of the promise she made to herself when she was sixteen about never doing this again. Ever.
Illuminated in the light...
She tells herself over and over, like a mantra, you don’t love him, you don’t love him, you--
Somehow though, her eyes flicker over to the man next to her. Fast asleep in the passenger seat of her truck, head resting on his hand, cheek pressed against the window pane, for once looking peaceful.
You love him.
There’s a burn in her chest. Not the painful kind she feels when anxiety crawls it’s way up her throat. The kind that a warm fire in the dead of winter gives her. The homey, safe feeling, where nothing could go wrong so long as that wood keeps on burning. It creeps from her heart to her fingertips and toes till she wants to wake him, to grab him by his face, make sure his irises don’t stray from hers and tell him--
All we do is drive...
Young God
Oh baby girl, we’re gonna be legends...
Werewolf alphas bowed in her presence. Ghosts told others about the woman of the night who came silently. Even hunters, the most ruthless bunch of people, they trembled in her wake, they feared her. She was always at the front of the battle lines, a fierce warrior the goddess Artemis herself would’ve worshipped.
The way her chest heaved as she rose to her feet, the red flush in her cheeks, the blood trail dripping down her lip... She was something. Despite having been thrown around, having expended a majority of her energy in this fight, she still stood tall in the end. She reigned supreme over any monster who dared to challenge her authority. She was Bobby Singer’s daughter, and she was born to be a Queen.
I’m a King and you’re a Queen...
One wouldn’t have been surprised at the man by her side through everything. Some people called him a wanna-be, having shackled up next to a woman of great power, hoping to take some of it from her. He was only well known for the questionable lineage he had, the possible rights to a throne through distant blood. Like any bastard would, he set his eyes on the Queen. There were plenty of rumors going around, each of them painting a different story as to why a possible son of a Winchester would be so tight with a Singer. But they didn’t know the true story, none of them did. They only took what they saw for face value. The arguing, the bitter words shot back and forth between them. They only saw the anger, the bickering.
The two of us are just Young Gods...
They didn’t see the force of nature to be reckoned with when the two lineages came together in a hunt. A well versed machine, needing no cogs, no triggers to work seamlessly. It was though the universe had delicately crafted them piece by piece so they were a perfect complement. A perfect nightmare to anyone who decided to pick a fight.
Griffon Singer and Benjamin Braeden, Queen and King of the hunters.
verse tag real quick
@riighteouson
Robert ‘Bo’ Gale Singer
Second born, 12 months younger than his sister. Pretty much a carbon copy of Ben in all sense of the meaning. Same personality, same looks, though the blue eyes are suspected to come from his mother’s side-- although its possible it came from Ben as well due to Dean’s green eyes. Although extremely mischievous and with a tendency to search out trouble, the boy is a talented artist and prefers his methods to be through the use of a pencil and paper... though he’s very well known for vandalizing buildings with spray paint. He’s got a bad mouth on him sometimes but over all mellow in comparison to his parents.
Momma’s boy, especially when he was younger. He’s closer to Griffon.
ben and griffon. obviously :))
@riighteouson
send me a ship and I’ll tell you…
who is more likely to hurt the other?
Ben emotionally to Griffon, he’s more reserved and probably the biggest instigator when it comes to fights and pushing her away. Physically, Griffon to Ben. Sometimes if she gets riled up she may shove him but nothing more ever, and only on rare occasions.
who is emotionally stronger?
Griffon, easily. Ben is still very fragile and has issues, where Griffon has seemed to come to terms with her life and everything in it. She’s happy and more content with the way things are and fights her feelings a lot less than he does.
who is physically stronger?
I mean Ben is easily twice as strong as Griffon, but they’re probably pretty evenly matched in a fight… however he does open the jars in the house when she can’t.
who is more likely to break a bone?
Hmm… Hard to say. Griffon probably didn’t when she was younger, and is more nimble when it comes to being thrown around and in fights. My guess would be Ben. Between his invincible attitude and being kinda bulky he probably would break more bones
who knows best what to say to upset the other?
Ben. He’s not afraid to make petty jabs at her and has a nasty tendency to push people away.
who is most likely to apologise first after an argument?
Oo– Depends on the argument, but I would say Ben first. He relies on Griffon for a home and a safe place, not to mention she’s pretty much the only one he talks to (I assume) so if they get in a fight and she’s pissed at him, he’s shit out of luck for other resources and such.
who treats who’s wounds more often?
Griffon treats Ben. He’s more reckless and actually goes out on more hunts, where as Griffon is more bound to the Salvage and her duties there. Plus she’s very good at wound care through her experience throughout the years.
who is in constant need of comfort?
Griffon. She gets very lonely at the Salvage and misses having company. She probably suffers the most in that sense of needing comfort but knows how to deal with herself during those times. Ben needs comfort but never shows it, but his is probably far more severe than Griffon’s.
who gets more jealous?
Ben, easily. Griffon is his annoying, albeit hot, huntress. Who else would put up with him anyways?
who’s most likely to walk out on the other?
Ben. He does all the time.
who will propose?
Funny enough, it would probably be some spur of the moment thing where they basically just go ‘fuck it’ and go to the courthouse to get married. I don’t think there would be a proposal but I would imagine if there was, Ben would ask Dean (begrudgingly) to marry Griffon since he’s the last family she’s got. And lets be real here, Lisa would force them into a proper wedding because Ben is her only kid and she wouldn’t want to miss the chance to see him all done up and handsome.
who has the most difficult parents?
Considering Griffon’s aren’t around anymore, it would be Ben. However, when Bobby was alive, hands down it would’ve been Griffon’s.
who initiates hand-holding when they’re out in public?
They both seem to think that displays of affection is a bad sign in public, probably neither, but if they’re stressed or worried and the other needs comfort definitely. If anything it would be Griffon for something like that. However, if someone is eyeing up Griffon, Ben will immediately start holding her hand and being affectionate as a way of saying ‘hands off’
who hogs the blankets?
Ben. Always Ben.
who gets more sad?
Ben in a very different way than Griffon. She’s more at peace where he still has a lot of issues to work through.
who is better at cheering the other up?
Ben surprisingly. He knows how to make Griffon smile and feel safe. Griffon is good at comfort rather than making someone feel better.
who’s the one that playfully slaps the other all the time after they make silly jokes?
Griffon. Easily.
who is more streetwise?
Mix of the two, maybe moreso Ben. But they were both pretty deviant kids and teenagers and did become hunters.
who is more wise?
Griffon, sorry Ben. She’s got years of Bobby wisdom under her belt.
who’s the shyest?
Ben. He may be rambunctious and crazy with Griffon but stick him out in public and he’s probably very quiet and reserved.
who boasts about the other more?
Ben. He probably likes to brag at how cool his girlfriend is. Did you know she can bring a man twice her weight down in fifteen seconds? She can load a gun with one hand? She rebuilt her own truck from the ground up? Also she’s really hot and is mine? Yeah stuff like that.
who sits on who’s lap?
Ben would make Griffon sit in his lap. He would pull her close when he’s jealous, another way of saying mine
@riighteouson
In the dead of night, her footsteps are barely heard as she sneaks across the floorboards, careful not to let any one of them creak. Tip-toeing down the hall, the huntress knows his door will be cracked open. It always is-- just for her.
Silent feet find their way to his bed, carefully lifting the covers as she almost silently slides into bed next to him. Although she wouldn’t dare admit it, he made her at ease. He made the nightmares stay away, and his warm arms wrapped around her, heart gently beating in his chest, it was enough to lull her into sleep.
She settles into her spot, knowing it won’t be long before he begins to respond to her presence.
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