#huntlegends

[wariyersa]

                 🇸‌🇭‌🇪‌  🇭‌🇦‌🇹‌🇪‌🇩‌  🇮‌🇹‌.   🇪‌🇻‌🇪‌🇷‌🇾‌  🇱‌🇦‌🇸‌🇹‌  🇸‌🇪‌🇨‌🇴‌🇳‌🇩‌  🇴‌🇫‌  🇮‌🇹‌.    she  was  a  prima-donna  girl,   not  some  maid  someone  could  boss  around.     she’d  made  sure  father’s  bank  account  had  covered  the  charges  of  her  newest  disguise,   and  that  it  was  of  the  utmost  expensive  material.    fixing  her  head  piece,   she  glances  up  at  the  male  before  doing  a  small  twirl  to  show  off  the  whole  outfit,       ❝     with  all  due  respect,   dean,   this  is  your  dumbest  plan  yet.     ❞    it’s  said  with  a  smile.   passing  him,  she  finds  her  way  to  the  large  window  of  the  hotel  room  she’d  paid  for  for  him  to  stay  in  with  his  brother   -   five  *’s  didn’t  come  cheap,  but  that  was  what  daddy  was  for,   ❝   how’s  the  room  treating  you?    have  you  taken  advantage  of  room  service  yet?   the  do  the  best  apple  pie!       ❞       (   @huntlegends​   )

[andeath]

      ﹙   @huntlegends​     ﹚   ›   𝙲𝙻𝙾𝚂𝙴𝙳  𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙴𝚁.

          arms  cross  over  chest  as  she  stands  in  the  roadhouse  doorway.    although  she  had  built  it  back  to  it’s  previous  glory,   she  couldn’t  bring  herself  to  reopen  just  yet.    eyes  narrow  at  the  older  male  opposite  her  -  the  one  she  had  parted  ways  with  and  had  hoped  to  never  see  again,    especially  here,       ❝      look  who  comes  crawling  back  . . .    ❞    venom  upon  her  tongue,  no  use  hiding  her  distaste,     ❝     [   . . .   ]  what  do  you  want?     ❞

[singersonlydaughter]

@huntlegends​ followed and thus gets a starter!

“I never understood that whole idea,” She admitted, picking at the edges of the kitchen table, finding that looking anywhere but at them right now was best. “Like, how does hell get enough people selling their soul to keep such a large inventory of demons? Or do they collect bad people too? What even dictates the ‘threshold’ of bad for people to go to hell?”

“Like if I steal like over $2000 worth of gum throughout my lifetime from a struggling convenience store, is that the same as purposefully running over someone?”

[blindhim]

          “    nah,  i’m  just  taking  this  as  an  elective.   ”    cosmo admitted with a shrug of his shoulders. class had supposedly meant to start ten minutes ago but their lecturer was nowhere to be seen. boredom, and perhaps a mild case of curiosity had compelled cosmo to at least try and strike up a conversation with someone to help pass the time. theological and religious studies was an umbrella class for occult and mythology studies and while cosmo had very little interest in religion, he knew that everything else would have a much more practical affect on his life than he would ever admit aloud.    “    call  it  morbid  curiosity  in  the  fucking  weird.    ”    cosmo said as explanation.  //  @huntlegends  ♡‘d  for  a  starter

[nowat-shesdaylight]

she feels like hell, but she’s even grateful for that when she takes a lot at him.  because he looks how she feels.  bruised, scratched, more wounds than she can count right now ( or maybe she’s too overwhelmed to notice how many there are exactly ).  an exasperated breath passes the blonde’s lips as she walks closer, as if getting a better look will make the bruises and cuts vanish from his skin all together.  “what happened to you?” she asks, because she doesn’t feel like she has that many wounds.  unless he’d just been hit harder than she, there wasn’t another explanation for it.   “you look like you’ve been through hell,” she adds softly.  a hand reaches up, as if to take his cheek into her palm, lightly biting down on her lip.  “what happened?”

@huntlegends / heehee

[nowat-shesdaylight]

you should never leave a fight unresolved. ( from sam !!)

she almost laughs, to herself.  how his words sound all too familiar as they pass one ear and come out the other.  they’re words that she normally would speak, a theory she normally practices.  it’s the same as never going to bed upset, or angry at someone even if the situation isn’t fully resolved or even close to it.   the laughter that almost graces her lips wouldn’t be meant in vain, but in how ironic it felt, to have the advice she gave unto others be given to her.  

rapunzel’s hands fold, green eyes finally looking up at sam as she mulls it over, though she knows it doesn’t really need much thought.  after all, they’re words she nearly lives by, even if she doesn’t stand in front of the mirror and repeat them as a mantra with each day that passes.  “you’re right,” she says after another long moment of silence; admitting she’s wrong doesn’t come hard to her, even with her stubborn barrier that sometimes is too thick even for her own liking.  “i should go over there, and apologize, and try to clear the air.  make amends.”  

          ..... “would you come with me?”

taylor swift’s red / @huntlegends ( accepting )

[nowat-shesdaylight]

i was expecting some dramatic turn - away. (from dean!)

she’s tempted to just shake it off and let it go and throw it away in the back of her mind.  but when it comes to something she’s assumed she can’t handle she just... can’t.  in hindsight she knows that she could have left it alone, but if he wants dramatic, then she has no choice but to defend her own honor.  she turns around, head whipping lightly and in turn, her hair tossing over her shoulder as she faces him again, usually soft eyes more piercing than even she’s used to.  “if you wanted dramatic you should have told me that to begin with,” she comments with a breath. “i would have put on a SHOW.”

taylor swift’s red / @huntlegends ( accepting )

[atdamnbraina]

@huntlegends​ asked:    “let me help with that”  from dean!   //   accepting

she  pulls  herself  out  of  the  hood  to  look  at  dean  with  a  scoff.    ‘   if  you  knew  how  to  help,  you  wouldn’t  have  brought  me  all  the  way  up  here  to  fix  your  car.   ’     eyebrow  raises,  before  her  eyes  turn  towards  the  engine  again.   obviously  he  didn’t  have  much  technical  knowledge  but  maybe  there  was  one  way  he  could  help.   a  sigh  before  she  speaks  again.    ‘   just  pass  me  the  wrench.   ’   and  then  a  pause.   ‘  you  do  know  which  one  is  it,  right  ?  ’   okay  maybe  that  last  one  was  just  for  the  sake  of  teasing.