#savingchickshuntingpie

[1234icountthestepstohell-blog]

savingchickshuntingpie has stalked into Sparks

"Welcome to Sparks, where every fantasy is possible." Nessa greeted with a warm smile. “You want a special order or prefer to look around?" She asked, leaning on the podium in the foyer of the club. Random dance music blared in the background of the New York club

[divulsusalarum]

+savingchickshuntingpie, iwontstayheremuchlonger, isittuesdayyet

Hello Dean, Sam, Stranger.

[annatheangelmilton-archived]

[Insert Title Here]

"Dean! I've been looking for you everywhere! Please, give me a chance to explain."

[for-hunting-inthe-night-blog]

You're a Little Late, Handsome.- CLOSED

This... thing was terrifying. It's limbs where long and spindly with grotesquely swollen joints, it's shoulder blades  and ribs looked about ready to tear through the sickly grey skin... it was fucking fast.

The shadowhunter's dark flecked eyes shot around the trees surrounding the clearing, searching the shifting shadows for this monster that alluded her. the moonlight reflected off her pale skin, causing it to glow white and setting off her inky black runes.

The sudden crackle of twigs and leaves behind her, causing her reflexes to kick in. Isabelle spun, throwing a knife in that general direction, the blade sinking into the bark of a tree... right next to the head of a very handsome mundane. 

[iamthegoodson]

animamiusti started following you

savingchickshuntingpie started following you

heyitsjaredpadalecki started following you

getoffthere started following you

Michael looked at the newcomers curiously, tilting his head to the side. Some of them he recognised-- there appeared to be multiple Dean Winchesters and someone who looked like Sam Winchester but wasn't the hunter. However, he didn't recognise the last one, making him curious.

"And what can I do for you today?" he asked, raising an eyebrow at them.

[scarredbyxhellfire-a]

savingchickshuntingpie started following you

Play it cool, don't freak out. Dean licked his lips, eyebrows raising at the younger man in front of him. "Alright..." he muttered. "Well, there's a face I thought I'd never see again..." It couldn't... It couldn't be a younger him. That-- Maybe it was. Then again, he could always check and see if it was just a shifter or a demon or something tyring to mess with his head. That was always a possibility.

[the-girl-with-a-knife-collection]

savingchickshuntingpie walked into your bar

"Well, hello there handsome." Jo grinned, looking up from the bar she was currently wiping down. It had been a short and easy night at The Roadhouse, leaving her with little to so.