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[talesofsecretsandlies-blog]

Intruder || Emmy and Dean

It had been a quiet night in the bar and Emmy had decided to close early. There was a weird feeling in the air, a few men from the bar having said things about how nice she smelt as they had left and one had even said something about her being good enough to eat. The hair was prickling at the back of her neck and she felt altogether a little uneasy about being there alone. Hearing a creak, Emmy turned, not seeing who was there before feeling something hit the back of her head. Then, black.

Coming to, she groaned softly, looking around as her eyes adjusted. She was still in the bar... and standing. She tried to move, but found herself tied up, her arms above her head, against a pillar, "Hello...? Help!" she began to call, struggling against the bindings. 

A voice from her left caused her to jump, a small yell leaving her lungs, "Struggle all you want, Pet, you're not getting away, not again." An ice cold hand rested on her shoulder and it as then that Emmy realised she was in her bra, her shirt discarded somewhere in the dark bar. 

"Wh-who are you?" she asked, her voice starting to shake. She couldn't believe this was happening to her, Emmy was strong, she kept guns in the bar... and now she was about to be attacked by some... some sexual deviant? As he came into the light, however, she realised that the person who had kept her tied up, wasn't actually all that menacing. His skin was pale and blotchy and he was thin... almost sickly so. She could definitely kick his ass if she weren't tied up.

What caused her to panic once more was the way he smiled, small fangs being revealed as he inched closer to her, "I'm your new best friend, Pet," he spoke, his voice barely above a whisper. Her eyes focussed on his teeth; the way the bright white of his fangs grew as they did, coming in from on top of his 'human' teeth.

"No!" she cried as he lent in and sniffed her skin, "Get away... f-fuck... help!"

[purusfractum]

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He turned to meet Laurie’s gaze, “You don’t have to take that crap, not from him. You’re somethin’, Laurie, you’re somebody. Don’t let anybody tell you different. You’re one helluva a woman.”

Laurie couldn't fight the hint of a smile that appeared on her lips, but her green eyes were still slightly misted with tears she wasn't going to let fall. "Thanks Dean... but he's my dad. He's had to deal with me my whole life... He knows me.. and he's right anyway, so.."

[purusfractum]

My muses father just told them they were a mistake, what does your muse do/say to that? "Hey, how 'bout lay off, huh? Way I see it, you're pretty damn lucky -- 'mistakes' like her? They don't happen too often. You should be proud. Hell, I'd be."

Laurie was still hurt from her father’s words, but when Dean stepped in, she eyed him curiously, her arms crossed over her chest. “..Dean.. you..you don’t need to stand up for me..” She knew that her father was right.

[almostxangelic]

Discord

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Glasgow, Oregon - Stormy had finished closing the flower shop up and was readying to head home. Quiet, normal night.. There wasn't anything out of the ordinary except that recently a lot of her friends and some family had gone missing or been found dead. Suspicion had pointed back to her, but no proof was ever found to suggest she was any real threat. Sighing gently, she tucks a rose behind her ear lightly and pulls the backpack over her arms before heading home.  Two, maybe three blocks, she was halfway there in the tiny town, pausing when she felt an odd presence nearby.  Arctic blue orbs flick across the streets towards the shadows, tensing slightly.  Nothing to be seen, but she knew she could feel something watching her. Stormy continued on, pausing another half block down.  Suddenly, without warning a hand slipped around her neck, and through the muffled screams and fighting, she felt herself drug back into an alleyway.  The darkness gave them privacy, but the sole rose that once sat behind her ear, had fallen just outside of it within the streetlamps glow. Three demons held her hostage. One on either side of her, and one in the center, grabbing her forcefully by the chin.  It wasn't long before the torturous slashes and slight nicks on her skin would send the nephilim in pain she had only felt once before.  Her muffled screams were too obscured to be heard by anyone on the streets.. She could only pray that someone might walk by.. ---but at the same time, the normally sweet, caring woman wouldn't want to endanger anyone for her sake.. She'd rather die than put someone else in danger. Especially where demons are involved.

[joshduhamel]

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[accordingtolore]

You're probably SICK of me, but 5, 11, 12, 60, 66

Not entirely sure that can ever be true lol Thanks for the questions, been dying to answer some!

5: Which episode makes you cry the most? 

Lord, let’s see…. Probably No Rest For the Wicked because of Dean of course, but Sam’s reaction had me just bawling. And Swan Song. Because…. Swan Song.

11: If you could bring back any character, would you? If so, whom? 

I guess they technically already brought back the character I’d choose and left him open enough to where there’s doubt? But this question I used ot always answer with Gabriel. But I also miss Chuck actually.

12: Who is your favorite angel? 

Gabriel.

60: If you could change just one thing about the series, what would it be? 

Before season 5, nothing. Now? I miss the Monster of the Week aesthetic. I liked when it was the road, the music and the lore; good old Americana. Also, stop killing EVERYONE off, seriously.

66: Just a random confession you have regarding the show/Asker makes up their own question.

I would very much enjoy it is Castiel and Dean could get more screen time together… I support Destiel but I don’t need it fullblown. I’d really just love to have them talk or something, not just looks or scolding and then Cas takes off again.

Supernatural asks

[accordingtolore]

(name a fandom you know i know and i'll tell you) the Walking Dead

1. The first character I first fell in love with: Rick Grimes2. The character I never expected to love as much as I do now: Daryl Dixon 3. The character everyone else loves that I don’t: Andrea, Maggie Greene4. The character I love that everyone else hates: Lori Grimes5. The character I used to love but don’t any longer: I still love Rick so XD No one, pretty much strong in my likes and dislikes, most of my original people have died6. The character I would totally smooch: Rick motherfucking Grimes, Glenn Rhee, Daryl Dixon7. The character I’d want to be like: Michonne, Rick 8. The character I’d slap: Beth Greene, I don’t hate her and it’s not like I don’t understand where she’s coming from but seriously. Carl Grimes, at least from the middle of season 2 to the middle of the current season. He’s started getting better.9. A pairing that I love: None10. A pairing that I despise: Bethyl

Send me a fandom and I’ll tell you….

[joshduhamel]

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"I mean, our family's so screwed to hell, maybe we can help some others. Make things a little bit more bearable. And I tell you what else helps. Killing as many evil sons-of-bitches as I possibly can."