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[fromtragedy]

      ❝ Wanna tell me why I had to peel those demons off you? ❞

Violet doesn’t usually get involved in demon business, but she couldn’t keep walking when she saw a man getting jumped by three of them. She’s cleaning the blood off her angel blade as she asks this; unsure who or what this man was but curious nonetheless.

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[blackbeastlybeavtiies-blog]

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        ❝ please, tell me you’re not ALLERGIC to cats !!!  ❞ 

      ❝ --- i do believe that’d put a real DAMPER on our conversation....  ❞

[heavensfallen-blog1]

❝  you’re not Castiel. ❞  she mumurs in realization to herself, it took but a moment for her to realize it, but this was Jimmy Novak, Castiel’s vessel. the archangel was sent to have a ‘word’ with Castiel, but the fallen angel was good at hiding, ❝  do you know of Castiel’s wherabouts? ❞

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[archive-tobemoved]

                              punch jimmy novak in the face        $600

              ‘   for the record        no hard feelings, pal.  ’     he thought it’d only be fair if he at least warned the guy.  he walked up to him and showed him his dare on his phone, as he’d promised he wouldn’t throw a punch too hard.  he usually broke promises, but this time, he’d try not to. 

[herolinked-blog]

@distringere ♥’d.

❛ —— did you know that fish can’t FEEL pain ? ❜

[ofcrimsondeals-a]

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“ pleasure to make your acquaintance. crowley, king of hell. jimmy novak, correct? ” 

[luxncva]

sundays. a horrid wretched day of the week if lucifer was to be completely honest AND the fact that he lost a bet with ella made this day even worse. for the next five weeks, the devil was to show up to church with ella and pray to god. each sunday, he’d come into church, glass of whiskey or whatever he was fancying that day in his hand and an expensive suit. AND each sunday, ella would turn him around and force him out the door. be humble and stop drinking. it made him roll his eyes each time, but today, lucifer didn’t see ella at church. he took a seat, dark eyes glancing around, brows furrowed. bloody fantastic, he thought to himself, eyes glancing at the man he sat next to. 

❛ hey, buddy, have you happen to have seen a woman, yea high, ❜ lucifer’s hand wavered around about 5 feet tall. ❛ i lost a bet to her and tah tad! i’m suppose to be here, but she isn’t. mind telling me if she has been through yet? ❜ a crooked smile flashed at the man before disappearing behind a glass full of tequila. // @distringere

[xthelostlambx]

reunions-closed

Hunting was hard, even MORE so when you were a vampire fighting to hold it together. Her temper was even worse now than it was when she was just a "rebellious teenager" as everyone called her. Life had thrown her a terribly tough bone to chew, and she was having a hard time. She had made it a month, finding an old abandoned barn she managed to tie herself down in...But that wasn't gonna work forever.

She pulled into the small diner in her car. She managed to get a hold of it when she moved in with Jody. It belonged to her dad, and was supposed to be hers when she was old enough, at least that was what she had been TOLD growing up. She parked the small red car in the parking lot and sighed. It had been a long night driving. The full moon was coming and she needed a plan.

Settled at the end of the bar, sipping on a cup of coffee and nibbling on a slice of pie she scrolled through for cases. Anything to keep her busy. After a few calls from Dean she was determined to prove to him she could do this. She was hoping she would in turn prove HERSELF that she could do this. All she could think about through all this was her dad. She missed him. What she would give to see him again. She really meant him. Not Cas walking around in her dad's body.

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