#not-just-a-bartender

[hopeyourapplepieisfrikingworthit]

not-just-a-bartender replied to your post:" Hurry they will be back any minute"

is this what i think it is?

Oh yes!

[somethingbrokeninyou]

Survival \ not-just-a-bartender

Dean cursed when his gun jammed, pressing his back flat against the wall and went about getting it back to rights. Damn thing just had to pull that stunt when he was about to take down a Croat, and not just any Croat. Oh no. It was an infected dog he'd been aiming on taking out. It had been a few months since the virus returned and it definitely made a comeback from the first time he'd encountered it. How it came back, no one knew and it spread like a wildfire. Someone got infected, they bit someone, the person they bit then went and chomped on someone else...the cycle simply continuing and those who hadn't been infected banded together once they realized the world was going to Hell. Well, more than it had before. What with the monsters and demons running amock. "Fuck! C'mon!" he hissed. Dean then tensed, sucking in a breath once he heard the dog snarl. The small 'click-click-click' of its nails tapping the linoliem as it paced about, an obnoxious, stomach turning, sniff and snort following. He breathed slowly. In, out. In, out. See, the animals were worse than the Croats themselves. Not only were they faster, they still retained their instincts but it turned primial. Survival of the fittest and all. So, when it came down to it, the infected mammals were worse than a horde of Croats. They knew exactly what they were doing and were patient motherfuckers. Returning his attention to his gun, Dean flexed his jaw and released a relieved breath once he unjammed it. He peeked around the corner, furrowing his brows when the dog had its attention focused elsewhere and how it snarled at whatever caught its undivided attention. Not wanting to waste ammunition since the dog was no longer after him, Dean crept over to the nearest isle in the drug store and reached out for a bottle of pain killers to stash into his bag. A bark caught his attention and when he looked over to where it'd come from, the infected animal was making its way toward him. "Shit." Dean quickly aimed and fired, resulting in a yelp and the dog toppling over. Though what the man didn't expect was that there was more than one Croat.

[patiturxetxdamnati]

✆♬☒☎♪♫☠♥ //hehe

✆: your character’s icon in my phone

♬: your character’s ringtone

"Bad Girlfriend" by Theory of a Deadman [if you haven’t heard it you should :D]

☒: a frantic text message

[text] please tell me you didn’t remove the silver knives from my bag…

✉: a threatening text message

[text] If you aren’t waiting up for me to get home tonight, i swear to God I’ll wake you up in the most dastardly ways ;)

☎: a voicemail left by my character

'Hey Laurie. I'm coming back tonight incase I didn't tell you. I can't wait to see you, Dean's been teasing me about it all day. See you soon love.”

♪♫: our characters’ song

"Trust" by The Cure

☠: a goodbye letter to your character

[why would you do this to me?!]

Laurie,

If you’re reading this letter, that means Dean must have brought it to you. I never thought this would happen. I promised you I’d take care of you and protect you and now I can’t. All because of this stupid job. Just know that I did everything I could to come back to you. I really did. There was nothing more that I wanted than that. This time I just wasn’t that lucky. 

I love you, Laurie May. I’ll be watching always. 

With Love,

Sam

☼: a morning after letter to your character

Morning love! I’m in the kitchen making breakfast. Feel free to join me after you take that bath I left running for you. xx

❣: if I ship our characters or not

♥: how my character feels about yours

"I love her, plain and simple. I’d do anything to keep her safe. We have some things to work on, but who doesn’t? We’ll get through it, together."

[therighteousdick]

If they had a kid meme //hello :3

Name: Bobby Winchester.Gender: Male.General appearance: Blonde, short, really lanky, green eyes.Personality: Funny, inquisitive, hot-headed, loud.Special talents: He's really good at fighting the other kids at school, but only because he's gotten so good at defending himself against them.Who they like better: Laurie.Who they take after more: Laurie.Personal headcanon: Both of the parents have taught him the basics of how to defend himself against monsters. He can quickly surround himself with a salt circle, knows how to use a gun and knows where his parents keep the 'special' bullets. Dean's also left him a tape recorder with a pre-recorded exorcism spell.Face Claim: Macauley Culkin.

[sexy-salvatore-brother]

Not-Just-A-Bartender

✺Send for a saucy message

(7:03 AM) Hey. It might be rlly early (7:32 AM) But, you see.. (7:33 AM) I had thoughts about your delicious body and moans (7:35 AM) Lets make that happen again ? ;)

[shepard-siblings]

+ 5 need a drink

Ryan looked up as the door opened with the familar creaking sound and smiled at his new guest. "Welcome in the Shepard's Bar, I'm Ryan Shepard, your bartender for tonight."

[patiturxetxdamnati]

⋆: Sex Headcanon

⋆:Sex Headcanon

As much as he hates to admit it, Sam loves being dominating in bed. Not all the time, he enjoys a good switch up as much as the next guy, but nothing gets him going like being the one in control (except if it’s Dean. In that case, his preference is to submit).

[patiturxetxdamnati]

moan

Send me “Moan” and I’ll generate a number!

One: My muse will kiss yours on the lips 

"C’mere Laurie" Sam whispered as he pulled her close. He gently pressed his lips against hers, his hand cradling her neck. His lips moved against her own softly in an almost massaging manner before pulling away. With a smile, he brushed the hair from her eyes. "I could do that all day."