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@huntersxandxfriends sent in: “Give me the knife.” (Dean)
Iris paused for a moment, holding the dagger in hand, unsure if she should trust the hunter or not. Slowly, she stood up, her eyes never tearing away from him, and she held out the dagger to him, hilt side verse, only her gloved index finger and thumb holding onto the blade.
(Koi sends in smexy pics of her muses to leave Amelia in awe)
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Amelia was typing away at the computer, pointedly not looking over at Dean. "No," she stated. "No, Dean, it's not going to work."
Of course, it was working.
He wasn't saying a goddamn word, just staring at her with those puppy-like eyes that always tugged at her heart.
She sighed heavily, pausing for a moment, purposely still not looking over at Dean until she finally did look over.
"..."
"Okay, fine. We'll stay for the Oktoberfest," she consented.
Amelia didn't really have a problem with Oktoberfest, and they weren't doing anything now that the ghost had been dealt with... They had the free time, they had the money, why couldn't they have a little bit of fun before heading off for the next hunt?
“There’s nothing there! It’s just a hallucination, you’re okay, you’re safe!”
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Amelia was panting heavily, glancing around the darkened room then back at Dean, the fear clearly written on her face. "I..." Her voice almost cracked.
"Prove it. Prove to me you're real," she commanded, the knife still in her hand but not pointed at him.
[ look ] for your muse to catch mine staring - dealer's choice
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When Dean caught Amelia staring, she embarrassedly glanced down, biting her bottom lip before turning away back to the bar, ordering herself a drink.
Oh God. He caught her staring. Oh God... Ever since that mission with the Djinn, Amelia couldn’t reconcile these suddenly realized feelings.
She didn’t know what to make of them still or what to even do with them. But now, she couldn’t help but see the demon hunter in a different light... And one of these days, it looked like tonight was it, it was going to get her into trouble.
“please try and stay out of trouble.” (again, doesn't have to feature one of my guys if inspiration says so)
( @koiwrites; @skullpoolwriter)
Amelia rolled her eyes at the demon hunter.
“I don’t get into trouble,” she corrected him. “I get you out of trouble.”
...And occasionally, Dean saved her ass when there was yet another type of demon that she did not have full knowledge of. But she would argue it was only occasionally, no matter what Dean Winchester may say.
“No man.” Dean whispered to the other as they walked in the coffee shop. “We’re in public. Control yourself” he added, making a face.