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[enduringlystoic]

      There’s something... extremely new about this man. He’s giving off a power that Elijah hasn’t felt before, and with over a thousand years on this earth he’s not entirely certain how that’s possible. “-- What are you?” 

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[ireallymisscoffee]

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“three clips of those, i can throw in some shotgun shells, but that’s about all i’m gonna offer t’night.” joel might have a problem. some would flip if they knew, but then again - everybody had something they were ashamed of, right? at least joel only traded his own goods for his own ...vice. was it though? 

joel regularly traded ammo & food, or jewelry he picked up on patrol in for coffee. the trader caravan only came by so often, but the coffee never lasted that long. so independent, lone traders were a good way to stock up. he wasn’t giving away secret intel on jackson, so he shouldn’t really feel guilty, but part of him did. 

[foreverfallen]

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“ you’re so beautiful when you laugh. i wish i could see it more, but maybe it’s the rarity of it that makes it so captivating. ”

WHILE IT WAS TRUE that he laughed a lot Before, the sound was few and far between these days. Perhaps it was the pain of it all, the hurt--the betrayals that kept him in the dark. In the shadows. 

❝You’re only trying to flatter me, Castiel,❞ he mused, Lucifer dismissive of the compliment. What beauty did he possess these days, after Hell had stripped it from him in so many ways? Turned him beyond what he’d always been... 

❝What do I have to laugh about now? To find a certain joy in now?❞

[huntersouled]

what’s wrong, cas? --

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            well, well, what did she have here? Castiel looked a little upset about something. Skye couldn’t help but wonder what had the angel’s feathers ruffled this time. surely nothing she had done, right?             with a small but amused smirk, the huntress turned to the angel and tipped her head curiously to the side, a brow arching whilst she leaned back against the table behind her.

                              『 ❝ what’s wrong, angel face. you look                                      frustrated about something. ❞ 』

[adversitybloomed-a]

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                            she moved with SKILLED ease, a blade within her hand as she stalked the waters edge by docks, heading towards the building inside. each step, lightly taken so that her prey -- - A ROGUE VAMPIRE, did not hear her coming. she remembered how she read the reports yesterday in the paper, and followed up with a small investigation with the morgue, bodies showing up drained with blood. GIRLS her own age, missing only to be found by those who worked the early mornings on the docks.  she remembered as she was left alone to examine the body, how she spotted a MISSING fang within the girls neck, at the look of fear frozen upon her face. 

                               stopping for a moment, she took a moment to listen as she heard a series of new voices heading towards her. footsteps telling her that a MALE was close at hand. WAS THIS THE VAMPIRE? or was it a person who was at the wrong place at the wrong time? regardless, she twisted the blade behind her back, as she stepped closer to the ajar door to take a peak. 

[screwthejob]

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“Long time no see..” Dean starts, as he looks the angel over before him. “Nice of you to drop by but that usually means that you want something.” a pause as he takes a bite of the giant sandwich he’d made himself, chewing it up and enjoying the delicacy. “So lets get this over with...what is it now?” 

[buggeredson]

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“...hope you’re not waiting for a comment, kitten. ‘Least not ‘til after I’ve had my shower.”

[goldenashs]

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“i dunno how you can spend all your day in here.” it was stifling, all those books on mythical creatures, angels ... lore. but it was just books, there was no life in this place - it was usually just her, others didn’t stay for long. castiel was all alone, yet he didn’t seem bothered by it either. not to say he didn’t save her life regularly with the books & lore he had for her, but his shop was still far from her favorite place. bottle was slid back into her backpack, thoughts pushed aside in favor of her newest acquisition. “you ever go outside? have some fun?”