#hellboundhunter

[flammableasalcohol]

+5 walked into the bar

"Welcome to Inferno. I've got a special going on rum based drinks. But feel free to order whatever you'd like."

[whskeybentarchive]

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Send me a ✿ and i’ll generate a number: 6 -- fingers kiss

     It’s the middle of the night when Dean wakes up in a panic, heart pounding. Another nightmare, another one where he watches his little brother die in front of him. Sure, he’s seen it happen a thousand times already, but each time it rattles him like it’s the first.

     His nerves calm slightly when he rolls to the side, catching sight of his sibling sleeping safe and sound at his side. Fingers come up slowly, running themselves through Sam’s significantly shorter hair, letting out a soft sigh.

     He was lucky, and he knows it. Lucky that he landed into the time when Sam still wanted him as badly as he’d always wanted his brother. His hand moves, then, taking the younger’s in his own, bringing it to his lips. This is something he does often, whether it be after sex, or nights like these, when he needed Sam desperately.

     Lips press themselves against the slightly calloused pads of Sam’s fingers, pressing them to each one, humming gently as he did so. He does this methodically, closing his eyes and moving just a bit closer.

            “I love you, Sammy—so, so fuckin’ much.”

[glitteringxgold]

♔hellbound-hunter

Along with being nearly indestructible, cunning, as well as a number of other things most people didn't usually think of in the best light, dragons were also vain. Their love of themselves was only second to their love of treasure.

So it wasn't altogether surprising that when Samuel spied a human walking outside while he was silently gliding, unseen through the night sky overhead, he would swoop down and rather suddenly snatch the other right off the ground. He bore them high, toting his newfound treasure towards his lair, high in the mountains. Call him old fashioned, but having only spent a handful of weeks in this new civilization he liked the familiar peaks.

Weather his new 'treasure' wanted to be borne away wasn't something that entered his mind, unfortunately. If this human had been a virgin it'd be a different story. But no, it was just a run of the mill oddity he found worthy of plunking into his treasure pile and staring at...well, forever.

[pulledfromhellarchive]

>[I don't know how well this worked because my microphone is shitty but here have my voice]

[theexecutionerxx-blog]

demon problems | anita & sam

"What the fu-"

The brunette was knocked back a few steps by the punch of the jaw, her Nikes skidding on the concrete ground of the warehouse before she steadied her stance with a frustrated huff. 

"What's the matter? Don't tell me I stumped the Executioner." The man with eyes black as coal taunted as he stood with multiple gunshot wounds upon his chest and her favourite knife sticking out of his shoulder. This was very new. For starters, things were usually dead by now. Even vampires, who were already dead, would've felt something by all those injuries but nope, this ass just kept on taunting. 

"Well, if at first you don't succeed..." Anita reached back and pulled the long machete from the sheath against her spine, holding it to her side to glisten in the faint moonlight streaming through shattered windows of the warehouse as a cold smile curled the huntress' face. "Stab and stab again."

[whskeybentarchive]

outofcharacter. finished up my relationships page as well. take a look at it if you will.

[upfromperdition]

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[x] Send me a ‘✉’ for a head canon I have regarding our muses.

Despite always giving Sammy shit, Dean holds the highest regard for his brother. He thinks that he’s stronger than he is and that without Sam, everything would be shit. Sam went on without him, survived, once. Dean couldn’t do it, not really.

[whskeybentarchive]

outofcharacter. guess what's back, back, back. back again, 'gain, 'gain. battling innocence is back, back, back, tell a friend, friend, friend.