#freckledrighteous

[fromtragedy]

   ❝ ---- shit. ❞  

 vi was at a loss for any other, more eloquent words, nearly choking on her drink as the familiar figure stepped into view. she hadn’t seen him in years, and he’d hardly changed in appearance. he stood out among the rest of the men who stood among the bar, she turned away the moment she saw him. please don’t come over here, she prayed. it’s not like she didn’t want to see him, she did, but she was in the middle of a case. a whole nest had to be dealt with, and she was strict about no distractions. the only reason she was here was because she suspected the bartender of being a fang. she had to wait to get her alone though... vi pretended to sip her drink, still trying to hide her face.

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[sepsumoved]

because i felt like it *:･ﾟ✧ ☾

               “Well, look what the cat dragged in-- I was beginning to think you had backed out of our deal, Dean, and I was free to treat the masses in whatever way I saw fit.” Ishtar mused, a coy smirk playing on her lips.

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[hunterspath]

i know tumblr can be rough and it doesn't always feel like you're appreciated but i see you on my dash all the time, and i may not always be able to send asks but i can tell you're appreciated ! you have a main partner that seems like they adore you and you honestly write sam so well, i'm sorry things are rough but i, at least think your blog is a gem. thank you for writing sam, you really breathe life into him and it's a gift to be following you.

I didn’t realise how much i needed this until i actually got this in my askbox. but thank you , so , so , so much. it’s okay for not always being able to send asks , sunshine ! not everyone can , but you did send this one and you brightened my day a little bit ! i’m lucky to have a writing partner like leaf honestly , i wouldn’t know what i’d do without her. without any of the people who’ve stuck around with me from the beginning really. but god , leaf has dealt with a lot of ups and downs , but especially my insecurities over writing sam , so knowing people love my sam and the way i write him is just , it’s amazing and i can’t be blessed even more than i already am. i have to give a massive shoutout to holly , bowie , gremlin , dani and kim for following me around and while not always writing , still sticking around. because all of you , especially leaf , is stuck with me until i’m grey and old , and let’s hope it won’t come to that. but thank you so much , sunshine ! this made a shitty night a lot better ❤️

[sxcrificx]

“You can’t judge me for being nice with him, he is funny and clearly lost. Don’t you remember when you were like him?”-Cas took a long sip of his beer, feet placed on top of the leader’s table even when his boots were covered with mud and dirt.

“Do you think there is something we should do to send him back to his time? Perhaps if you tell him the truth about Lucifer.”-The former angel looked up at him, fingers playing with the bottle before he reached out for Dean’s jacket, trying to pull him closer to get his attention.-“Are you even listening to me?”

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[whollyxunclean]

@freckledrighteous replied to your post:

WHAT IS THIS

“ i refuse to accept judgement on this, dean. garlic bread is good. ”

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deen vc: you wanna fight?

sam vc: right here right now tuff guy

[fallennotforgotten]

Locked In A Haze | Castiel & Dean

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The walls were closing in, faster than the former angel could pull himself out. He must’ve miscalculated something..no, NO, he’d never make that mistake. The room was spinning- maybe a hit of the blunt in his fingers would take the edge off...he felt himself stumble into the table in his cabin. Coughing as he took a long drag before he dropped it from his shaking hands. Catching himself on the edge of the table, only gracefully enough to ease his fall to the floor.

His skin felt so hot- he couldn’t breathe. Inhale. Exhale. He had to force himself to do that much. Rolling on to his back, he ran his unsteady fingers through his ebony hair, drenched in sweat. “Fuck.” The nausea. Groaning impatiently, he began to start ripping his shirt off over his head. Balling it up into a makeshift pillow.

“Commander!” He screamed out, as the tears began to fall. The hunter would never hear him from outside, but it was worth a shot. “Dean, please?!” His cries, pathetic...he knew. But it didn’t stop him from trying. Here came the shaking. It was uncontrollable. His entire body shivering, yet covered in heated sweat.

He turned on his side, pulling his legs up to his chest. His hands holding the shirt under his head, the tears were falling faster. Gagging he hoped he’d vomit, but nothing would come out. “Dean?” He called for weakly, one last time, before everything around him suddenly went black.

[findmeoniironbled]

Hi dear! I know we just followed each other but I was stalking you before and I just wanted to let you know that your Tony is amazing, I can totally hear him when reading your stuff and imagine him actually saying such stuff. I'm looking forward to see more and probably read some longer threads c: Merry Christmas!

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kjdshfjksd oh my goodness thank you so much. <3 that means a lot, thats the biggest compliment. i’m so glad you followed me and i’m so glad i followed you. you are amazing, thank you. merry christmas!