#muse dean

[labyriinths]

@melodyofmuses  asked for a starter for Trubel, by Dean in the grimmverse

Dean found himself in Portland, hunting down a Höllentier that was raising havoc. He was running through the woods when he stopped short seeing a woman catch the Höllentier by surprise and chop their head off. “Oh shit.” he uttered aloud. “Whoa.” What a brutal way to go, he thought.

[elveswithoutearsmultimuse]

@leangreenninjateen asked: "Looking for something?" The turtle teen asks, from his hiding place of a pile of metal scraps. (@ Dean maybe?)

Late Night Wanderings Sentence Starters

"Yeah a little piece of metal I was saving for a new art piece. Put it somewhere over here..." Dean says looking at the nearest pile.

It then occurred to him that he just heard a voice.

"Hey!" He turns to the pile of metal scraps "Who's in there?"

[elveswithoutearsmultimuse]

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Crossovers welcome

[elveswithoutearsmultimuse]

@pocketfullofvoices​ started following you

“Uh excuse me... blue haired girl? Do your folks know you’re runnin’ around in the forest by the dump?” 

[labyriinths]

"Do it and you'll pull back a bloody stub". {Lucifer & Dean perhaps? Would love to write with more of your muses in the future!}

CHARMED SENTENCE STARTERS (Always Accepting)

Lucifer nearly took everything away from him when his soul got stuck in hell. Dean never forgave and forgot. It was fitting that while he was chasing a crossroads demon, the king of hell would show up instead. The hunter was always the type to act first, ask questions later. In true fashion, he instinctively drew the angel blade, holding it up to his neck as he heard the Devil himself. 

Do it and you’ll pull back a bloody stubDean gritted his teeth, anger seething through his eyes. “Trust me nothing would give me bigger pleasure. A bloody mess or not, it would be worth it.” He pressed the tip of the angel blade closer to assert his statement. “Or you’re going to tell me the devil is on a holiday and means no harm?

[labyriinths]

“Woah, hold on. This is one of those “pause, take a deep breath” situations where you can’t be going off half, full, or any other degree of cocked.” Ray to Dean (nightemare-dressed-as-a-daydream)

@nightemare-dressed-as-a-daydream

Grimm Sentence Starters (Accepting)

"The only thing half cocked is going to be the bullet before it reaches the other end of my gun, when I shoot the son of the bitch that took Jack." He answered gruffly. Sure, he hadn't been on board with the nephlim when he first came into the picture, but he'd grown to love him like a brother. The aspects that Jack took from Castiel (his chosen father) were too notable it was hard to ignore. Not to mention how much Sam cared for him. It was a stubborn progress, but he cared. The boy was family now, and the winchesters didnt abandon family.

[labyriinths]

“ this isn’t a haunting  ;  it’s a hunting.” Ray to Dean (nightemare-dressed-as-a-daydream)

@nightemare-dressed-as-a-daydream​ 

Poetry Prompts Amanda Lovelace (Accepting)

“Ray, I think you’ve had one too many beers today. I’m cutting you off.” Dean chuckled, taking a sip of his own beer, and calling the bartender over. “Two burgers please, extra bacon.” He looked back at Ray, and laughed. “Don’t give me that look. You need food in you. In about half an hour you’re going to pass out if you don’t eat.”

[labyriinths]

“I want someone to know the truth about me in this world, and I’d like that to be you, if you’re okay with that.” Ray to Dean (nightemare-dressed-as-a-daydream bc I'm just enjoying the memes too much xD)

@nightemare-dressed-as-a-daydream (Hunter Ravyne & Dean)

Bates Motel Starters (Accepting)

Dean didn’t know what to say. He knew Ray’s history with her family wasn’t the easiest, but having issues of his own, he never prodded. He didn’t know if it was the high of the hunt, or the fact that their hearts were pounding like crazy but he could feel himself growing fonder of her. Women in dean’s life were passive, and he was always notably weary of letting them in. Hell, it didn’t even have to be women, but people in general. He’d seen so many of his closest die, that you’d think he was immune to that pain, but Dean was different. He felt everything deeply, even if he didn’t like to share that piece of information.

Staring at her now, breathless from the run, and dirty from the tumble through the mud, he scoffed with a sneak of a smile. “Oh yeah? I’m the one that wins the lottery? I’ll take it.”