#secondbornwinchester

[emeraldsalvation]

Thats dirty.

"I hope you can untie me when we’re done."

[yourebrokendean]

secondbornwinchester // on the road again

They had been driving for hours, not exactly knowing where to go. It had been a while since they stumbled upon a case. "Do you computer geek magic and find some crazy ghost to destroy." He looked over at Sam and raised his eyebrows. Dean was bored, bored of not hunting. "And we need to stop as soon, I've been without pie for too long now." 

[thepetangelcastiel]

I'm Trying To Be What You're Dying To See

Castiel sat there saying probably another pointless prayer,"God I've tried am I lost in your eyes?" He pauses again,"God I've lied am I lost in your eyes?" He thinks again,"Just let me burn,it's what I deserve." He wasn't exactly happy right now he was stressed from everything most importantly the fact he was dying with nothing to show for it.

[quoteunquotefantastic]

secondbornwinchester and silentgentlemen read your column

"Morning."

[saligiare]

Welcome, secondbornwinchester.

Wheras other demons were used to being summoned, and usually had something of worth to provide for the desperate human seeking to trade his soul or worse for a penny and a dime, Belphegor was never really sure how to deal with them.

Of course, it happened every now and then - people asking for ideas, for riches, new inventions and a spark of creativity. But usually he was drugged out of his mind at that point, and didn’t really remember any of them on the long run until a poor soul showed up at his doorstep that he had already forgotten about. Thankfully, even in that state, he was smart enough not to agree to stupid deals, at least not until now. The god knew his work’s worth. Which didn’t mean that he was awfully inclined to prove it to anyone he met. But it was part of the job, in the end.

"You called?"

[lostblondeprincess]

I am a witch?

Rapunzel had been on the run for months now.  She had moved from city to city trying to keep away from Gothel. At the moment she was living in a run down apartment in a small town somewhere in Illinois.  She sat on the bed, hair covering the floor that had taken her four hours to scrub.  But at least she could see the tile now.  A small television had been provided and was turned onto some movie that she didn't really care about.  She stared at the television, mind wandering as she slowly pulled a brush through her hair.  It usually took an hour to brush sometimes longer if she was tired.  And after an eleven hour shift she was exhausted.

When the door was kicked in, she screamed and fell off the bed, grabbing the closet thing to her which happened to be a frying pan.  It was a really small apartment.  With her back pressed against the wall, she held the cooking instrument in front of her, eyes full of fear as she watched the strange man walk in. "W-Who are you? W-What do you want?"

secondbornwinchester

[animaxcontrita]

"So, is this some kinda bad joke or something? You demons start to get uncreative."

Sam's eyebrows push together momentarily. It's rare the hunter gives pause like this but perhaps it's necessary when it's himself providing to be the target of his gun.

"I'd laugh if it were funny--" he responds, eye glaring over the length of the barrel. "Shapeshifter? Or what? Some new something? Doesn't matter. I've got a little something to put you down. So why my face? Teenage crush or--"  

[i-am-chairman-archive-blog]

Shut up or I’ll bite you.

"is that a tease or a promise?"