#iadwrp

[awkward-turnip]

Three's A Crowd

Renee, like usual, had stuck back at the motel to gather information. Researching away, gathering as much info as she could possibly handle, she waited for Dean to get back. She sighed through her nose, nibbling on her lip as she read the news article over again. This case was strange, even for a hunter. She knew it wasn't a 'Yaga, nor a Dragon, or a flippin' Windago. 

She let out an irritated noise, throwing her notebook across the room. She slouched back into the chair, her mother's voice (which had been layered in a thick Minnesotan accent) had gone through the back of her mind, saying: 'Slouching insn't lady like!'

"Screw being lady like," she mumbled, soon burping after, "I can slouch and be a lady still..." 

All Renee wanted to do was to get some pie...Or cry. In that order. 

She leaned further back in the chair she was in, having it balance on the back legs. She whistled and then lost her balance, falling right on her ass. 

hell-on-legs i-am-deanwinchester

[fairahbitchslayer]

{ fairahbitchslayer & i-am-deanwinchester } CLOSED RP

Fairah was walking through an alleyway when she saw a beautiful 1967 Chevy Impala.

"Holy fuck I've gotta have that car" Fairah said happily.

She walked over to the Impala with her jaw slack, red eyes wide because she had never seen a car more beautiful than the jet black beauty in front of her. Then she grabbed her handy little portable slim jim out of her huge beaten up old over the shoulder purse. Just as she slipped the slim jim in between the driver side door and the window she heard someone walk up behind her. Fairah quickly turned around trying to hide the evidence of what she had just been doing. 

"You have a very beautiful car.." she said with and awkward smile, and a nervous laugh. 

"Ha.. but it’s really got nothing on you" she said with a cocky smirk on her face as she winked.

[awkward-turnip]

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[notthemooseyouarelookingfor-blog]

"I WANT YOU TO BEG!" {from i-am-deanwinchester}

1st person gets to tie my muse down and do whatever they like with them.

"I am slightly afraid of this...."

[insanityissammy]

Update!

((I know I owe plenty of replies! I have most of them saved in my drafts, but if I didn't tag you in this post, please let me know! My vacation was unfortunately a trip from hell and wasn't very relaxing. It feels good to be back home, though now I am busier with school being in session again. I won't be as active as I was in the past, but I'll do my best!

Anyway, I'm going to make a list for everyone I owe:

askthejanesmith (x3) (though I think some of our threads may be close to wrapping up)

cookiebakinghunter (x2)

i-am-deanwinchester

irebelledxforthis

mrsbeckyrosen-winchester

nobilis-monstrum

sammysprotector

shinyblackchevrolet (x2)

thextruexmonster

worsethanconjoined

I THINK that's everyone. But like I said, if I missed you, feel free to let me know. Sometimes, the alerts on tumblr aren't super reliable. Also, you guys are all the best and I love you! (: It's been so fun RPing with you all, and I look forward to continuing soon.))

[ibrokeheavenarchive]

★ {from i-am-deanwinchester}

I'm assuming this is for the AUs thing?

2 - Coffee Shop!AU: One of our characters works in a coffee shop and the other has a crush on them. They come in all the time for coffee even though they don’t drink it. One day they are approached by their crush and they get talking.

Alrighty! Let's plot!

[ibrokeheavenarchive]

"You seemed different over the phone." {from i-am-deanwinchester}

"I-- You also sounded different over the phone." Standing there, Castiel gestured awkwardly as he cleared his throat. "So.. What now?"

[fallenangelof-thelordarchived]

Angst please! {from i-am-deanwinchester}

1.  My muse has just been in a major car accident. Your muse is on the scene, shocked to see who is in the destroyed car.

Castiel was driving in a car that didn’t belong to him. No it wasn’t the Impala, but it was someone’s car, well the rental’s place owned it, but still. It wasn’t his. He was just pissed, pissed at himself, pissed at Dean, pissed at the world. It was one of their first fights since they started being whatever the hell they were, and even though he couldn’t remember what it was about; he knew he had the right to be mad. 

He speed up as he heard the sound of his phone, but soon enough he made the decision to answer. The fallen angel took his eyes off of the road from just a split second to grab his phone. “Hello?” Cas said with a small frown, his eyes still away from the road, but then it happened. Time seemed to slow down as his car collided with an oncoming semi-truck. The windshield shattered into a million pieces, and he felt the car flip over. This was it. “Good bye Dean.”