#clairity-grace

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warlikelady

clairity-grace

hells-little-song-bird

The whiskey made a familiar slow burn as it made it's way down his throat as Dean drank it down.  His green eyes looking at the empty shot glass as if looking for something else once it was gone. He motioned to the bartender for one more.

It had been a pretty long hunt, pretty messy one too. All Dean wanted was to get a bit drunk, maybe hustle a bit of pool and then crash for the night. Normally he'd try to con Sam into joining him but the kid had a date tonight, damn good thing too, he had been acting like a bit of a bitch since yesterday.

Thus Dean was at the bar, doing a few shots before he decided to challenge those annoying ass-hats at the pool tables. But those plans came to a screeching halt when someone pulled out the bar stool next to him ordering a drink before turning to him to speak.

[sugarxandxwhiskey-archive-blog]

ACCENT BECAUSE I LOVE UR CUTE LIL VOICE

{{3 out of 5. nooooo my voice is icky not cute}}

[allroundlostcause]

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(because of your m!a)

"Seriously, I refused to eat vegetables until I was like... twenty, and I turned out fine."

[sugarxandxwhiskey-archive-blog]

(kill the mood meme) Um, Sophie, i think Sparkle Kitten is watching.

Sophie looked up from where she was at and saw him. "Crap." She moved away and got up from the bad to usher the little boy back to his bedroom. "You know it's bedtime kiddo, time to go back to your room so you can get your sleep. You can grow up to be a big boy if you don't sleep." She threw Claire a look before going to tuck him in.

[johncaseynsa]

mistletoe meme: Claire didn't really know the man, and how did she always end up standing next to freakishly tall men? If she needed proof of cosmic intelligence- or sense of humor- there it was. She felt miniscule as she glanced up at him; but she saw the mistletoe over his head and laughed softly. She rose on her tip toes and still only reached his shoulder, so she brushed her lips against his jacket. "Mistletoe, dude." she laughed. "Merry whatever."

      he never payed any attention at parties. they weren't really his thing. sure, he had been invited, but that didn't mean he had to actually interact with other people. Casey had carved out a nice little corner to be by himself. of course, as more people came, the room filled up and he soon wasn't exactly alone. still didn't mean he had to talk to anyone. in fact, he hadn't even noticed Claire until he felt something on his jacket. he glanced down at her, then up at the mistletoe. "oh." he managed a smile, then stepped aside so that he wasn't underneath it. "same to you."

[chosethearena-blog]

you and Sam both struggle to overcome things far beyond your control and not of your making; one main difference between you is that you succeed a lot whereas Sam starts the apocalypse. That, and I'm fairly certain you don't have a Dick of Death.

LOLOLOLOL omfg I am DYING. It started off all nice and I was like "aww, this is really poignant" and then it careened into Death Dick. 

I love you Phoe XD

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"I won’t let you give up."

"But I want to give up." Sophie said. "Why won't people get it through their heads that I'm just done. I'm done with everything. I just want everything to just...I don't know."