TEXT: DEAN
Scotty: Dean, my man
Scotty: You got a sec, bro?
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TEXT: DEAN
Scotty: Dean, my man
Scotty: You got a sec, bro?
TEXT: DEAN
Cassie: I know this number is strictly meant for professional purposes and I'll keep it that way after this text, but you should be nicer to Louis. You might hate me but he's my best friend and he's never done anything to you! So, um, yeah. Be nicer.
Cassie: Please.
@amirapace: you know when a boy likes a girl and he pulls her pigtails... #definitelynotasubtweet @deanbishop
STARTER FOR DEAN. ( @dvrtbags )
– SHE’S ONLY HERE FOR A CARTON OF EGGS AND A PACK OF CIGS. the essentials, she supposes, and it’s an evening after the new year where the grocery store remains mostly empty, just her and the dim fluorescent lighting as she traipses through the aisles, a little stoned and wasting time. she’ll probably wind up throwing something else she doesn’t need into the mix, too. she approaches the dairy section, big jean jacket pulled tight as she stands near the fridge.
and now she’s not alone. her gaze flickers upward to meet dean’s with a mixture of surprise and amusement. it’s strange, how it can be so many years and yet your heart never forgets the specific way it used to race in someone’s presence. still, she didn’t attempt to be an actress for nothing, characteristic smirk spreading across her features before she can stop herself, “ well, then, ” she muses, tossing the eggs in her basket without checking them, “ look who’s back in town. ”
“ dante’s inferno. that’s the movie right ? ” though he’s well aware of the nine circles of hell, not that hell is something he really wants to discuss with anybody, especially not now. not after the nightmares he’s been having recently. “ which do you think ? ” curious. “ definitely the second one, though ; lust. ” enough said, but he’s aware that you could just as easy throw him down in the fifth circle of hell ; anger, though that particular trait is less of a personal choice and more of an inherited fault.
cas couldn’t help the small, almost imperceptible noise of distress that came out of him as soon as dean declared dante’s inferno a movie.he didn’t bother to correct him, half expecting that it was a joke when dean was actually, at the drop of a hat, able to identify one of the circles. it was always hard to tell with him, and he shot him a look. “you would certainly qualify. am i going to be able to sleep in my own bed tonight?”
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NEVER SENT:
february 18th, 2013: Hey apparently you know MX we three should do something some time wait Siri nevermind don’t send. october 12th, 2014: If I got to be here one more hour I swear I’m going to set myself on fire oh duck my - August we have to talk - Siri don’t send. january 1st, 2015: yuouuu ddi it idk how buuuut. Im gonna find outt. october 3rd, 2018: STOP encouraging mx!!!! can u not see that this ain’t some kinda fun time thing r u BLIND 2 the concept of ADDICTION????????????? october 13th, 2019: i’m sorry. i know what happened then hurt u too. we both got blame in it.
SENT:
october 13th, 2020: i’m gettin pretty good. [insert image of a dartboard with an image of buck rogers, august’s mortal enemy, beneath an image of dean, august’s new enemy!]
@deanlombardi
closed starter from ian for dean winchester !! @absolutesfm
“you alright, mate?” ian scoffs, taking in an overly large bite of his sandwich. it was rare he felt so well, so hopeful. today was a good day and his mind was swimming with other worldly ideas he’d never even considered. “i was just sittin’ there and it showed up, how crazy is that?” holding up the sandwich, it occurs to him for the first time. since when did he say mate?
“ OH SHIT, WAS THIS YOURS ? ” stas’ questioned, mid chew as she looked toward dean. of all places, she’d found herself a secluded place in a room that was perhaps off limits and had taken to enjoying the chinese takeout that someone had left stray in the kitchen. all kinds of things could be done to those damn noodles but she was hungry and everyone else had taken the pizza. “ did you finish your science fiction book ? i was thinking of bringing a book tonight and then realized how lame that would look. ”
CLOSED STARTER // @deanclvrke