@huntvelle and I are experiencing an existential crisis..
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@huntvelle and I are experiencing an existential crisis..
@huntvelle liked for a starter // ACCEPTING !
ANOTHER HUNTING TRIP / ANOTHER DAY when had they started to bleed together ? when had day in day out of the grind —— the turning wheel of time started to feel like muddied oil paints ? THE PEACH STAIN OF BLOOD ! a sunrise in his palms. colors blurring and melting together, the egg yolk of the sun, the orange rich fire of a BURNING CORPSE the over warm heart of a melted faberge egg. STREET SIGNS / STREET LINES ! whirling by, a hurricane on the tar top of the road. the impala a sleek black line to blot out the sun setting on the horizon. days to nights and days again —— SOMETHING’S GOTTA GIVE ! a vacant lot / a vacant motel: does the history sleep ? neon flickers. headlamps are sharp RELIEF. a smile that spoke volumes, if the volumes said dirt. if they said grime. if they said exhaustion. if they said bone ache tired. if they said human. human. human. human.
a shouldered bag and a grunt to his new temporary next door WELCOME TO THE NEIGHBORHOOD ! people in between destinations, people, running away without knowing what they’re running toward. YOU WANT TO BE CHASED ? then run. eyes linger , shock to the system. like touching a live wire ! like being doused with cold water. voice incredulous , hard edged with ill-disguised worry. “ jo. what are you doing here ? “
❛ 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐃𝐈𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐄𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 ? ❜ eraser - end of her pencil is plucked from between her lips , something scribbled hastily against the rough of her notepad paper . karen’s drink goes ignored , sitting innocently on the counter , by her elbow , near - ready to teeter off . ❛ what they looked like , maybe ? if they were a male or a female ? anything distinguishing ? ❜
* @huntvelle ♡ ' 𝐃 𝐅 𝐎 𝐑 𝐀 𝐒 𝐓 𝐀 𝐑 𝐓 𝐄 𝐑 !
happy birthday u old man
dean’s bday !
‘ – thanks, miss born yesterday. ’
creepy locations meme; 8. the lot behind a somber hotel; @huntvelle.
THIS IS WHAT SHE WENT LOOKING FOR --- somewhere quiet, isolated, where people would be safe from her powers. she hasn’t seen another soul in months, not even on her strolls to the nearby farm ( the fields are as quiet as the rest of the village, but the harvest is always plentiful ) , not even when she wanders a little close to the main road.
so it’s like a pin dropping during sunday prayers, the car engine purring its way up the street. no way she wouldn’t hear it, but she almost --- doesn’t believe it, for a moment. slips out the side door of the cottage she’s made her own and follows the vehicle, watches the driver in the barely-dawn light as she gets out of the car to investigate the abandoned motel. sometimes magda turns the electricity on just to watch the sign flicker. how it’s still running, she doesn’t know.
she should let the girl leave, she’s not s a f e to be around, but --- part of her craves something she’s grown unfamiliar with. so when the stranger turns back to her car, magda steps forward, leaving common sense behind her.
“ --- THIS IS THE ONLY MOTEL FOR MILES. ”
is there anything ruby would do differently in the grand scheme of canon? thank u
everything. everything starting from season four would be done entirely different for ruby. ( note that this is how i mainly portray ruby & that , while i do write ruby 2.0 , i will not agree to anything that happened in season four ). OO1. ruby would have never betrayed the winchesters. sure , dean might not have been her favourite , but there was actual grief when his time was nearly up. OO2. she wouldn’t have made sam use his powers with the intention of him being lucifer’s vessel. her hatred for both lucifer & lilith is far too big to just turn around entirely and be their right hand demon. she is loyal ; but there’s a limit to just how loyal she would be. OO3. she wouldn’t have used a brunette meatsuit , period. being a blonde when she was human , ruby prefers to go for blonde meatsuits because it makes her feel more human. OO4. she would actually fight alongside of the winchesters to stop lilith & eventually to try and stop lucifer. OO5. in season three however , ruby would most definitely go to both jo & bella about dean & lilith. that would also be around the time where ruby’s just like fuck , when did i start to give a shit about that dickhead.
does ruby remember much from her human life? and even if she doesn't, tell me all about it
ruby remembers everything from her human life. sometimes she wishes she didn’t , she forced herself to do it. she remembers when the plague happened & how she was pregnant during that time. being a witch & having the knowledge of medicine & herbs , ruby remembers being abandoned by everyone else whether due to her surviving the plague or them just dying. when her daughter was born , she died in her arms shortly after. that was when ruby made a deal with lilith ; her soul for ten years with her daughter. it was an easy deal , and those memories with her daughter was enough for ruby to never forget them. she remembers when the ten year mark struck , that lilith showed up with three hellhounds when her daughter , rosalynn , & her were playing in the forest. she remembers the screams of her daughter when the hellhounds ( invisible to her , but not to ruby ) ripped her to shreds until all she could hear was lilith’s laughter. she remembers being blonde , that being her preferred meatsuit’s appearance as well. up to this day , she doesn’t know what happened to her daughter.
❛ DO YOU EVER SLEEP JO ? ❜ he wonders if she can hear the concern in his voice he hopes she does. when it is the middle of the night and he stayed outside for hours, staring back at the stars. he wondered if she did when he caught her walking around, staring back up at the stars. there was rarely any time for rest in his world. a moment of peace and then his mother gone. his brother gone. his home destroyed. perhaps he should ask himself why he stares at the stars.
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