#bornpumpkin

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whispers wincest

Send me the name of a ship and I'll only reply with yes or no.

YES.

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2 are looking for trouble

spookyscarydemon

bornpumpkin

     {When she started her day she wasn't expecting to run across anyone who was familiar to her, yet low and behold, a face she knew well.

                          Her lips drew into that smile she was known for sporting, bright red and dangerous. She didn't feign pleasantries, but she didn't hide her amusement either.}

     "Dean! It's been a while. Miss me at all?"

[puellavenator]

[@bornpumpkin]

News of Deans new disposition had spread with unusual speed through the hunter community, fueled by the rumor he was as bad  as a demon as he was good a human. 

The idea frankly terrified Jo, but with Sam out the game (and who could blame him? His combined brother and best friend had turned into a black eyed bitch with a soul of smoke) and the wary distance the other hunters kept, she knew it was down to her to get to the bottom of this. To fix it, or if need be, finish it. 

A couple weeks of searching tirelessly, exhausting every lead and draining every source of information, the blonde finally caught an oh so faint trail leading into Kansas.

Of course it would be Kansas. 

That's why the sight of the empty motel room caused such a disheartened sigh from the hunter, lips pursing as brown hues scanned the room. If he wasn't here, where could h----

                                                                                                C R E A K

The simple sound of squeaky floorboards sent Jo's heart racing. Someone was behind her, and she had a feeling as to who it could be. 

[glitteringxgold]

♔bornpumpkin

It’d been awhile since he’d had an uninvited guest. Technically, including that pesky space in the middle he’d been warped through, it’d been about 4-600 years. Even so, he wasn’t an entirely hostile host, not that he trotted out with oatcakes or anything.

Instead he flew out to meet the man halfway up his mountain, sitting idly on a rock as he came into view, as if they’d both been hiking at the same time. He raised his eyebrows. “Hello….” Green eyes, like jade. Pretty. He immediately decided he liked this climber.