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"Don't tell me that's my jacket."

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shewolfism
"Don't tell me that's my jacket."
{ shewolfism }
§-- "That shirt doesn’t suit you at all."
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☩ a dream my muse has about your muse
Dean had been staring at the ceiling for quite some time, having made an attempt to stop tossing and turning so much. Maybe he could trick himself into falling asleep. He closed his eye lids, and was gone within seconds, much needed sleep beginning to seep in. He was a light sleeper at first, his mind still being alert, to listen out for any signs of danger. But the deeper into his slumber he got, the more his mind eased up, letting his subconscious take over.He didn’t know where he was, but the location was absolutely breath taking. Fresh air, a relaxed environment. It was starting to get dark, but the sky illuminated his path perfectly. The stars were incredibly clear, the full moon taking its place high in the sky. Turning on the heel of his foot, he hadn’t realized the gun he had in hand, loaded with a single silver bullet. His subconscious might have been trying to warn him, and he’d later be confused if the warning was to track and attack, or back off. Coming to a clearing, he felt a shiver run down his spine. Damned thing felt incredibly real. He could feel the cool air against his skin, he could smell the flowers that were taking over the entire place, and not too far, he could hear some animals burrowing and readying for the night. He seemed frozen in place, unsure why. He wanted to move, but gravity seemed absolutely taken on keeping him there.
"Son of a…" He hissed, just then realizing that his words had barely come above a whisper. Tension slowly began to build up in him, the entire place suddenly falling into silence. He knew that when things fell into silence… something bad usually followed. Finally, he was able to regain control of himself, turning around in one quick movement, grip tightening around the weapon he just realized he had in hand. Eyebrows knitted together as his gaze flickered down to the weapon, lifting, freezing on the stranger. He wanted to speak up, but his lips simply pressed together. He scanned her for a brief moment; as if trying to figure her out. She seemed… well, strangely docile. Yet there was something about her he couldn’t shake off. Something within her that was dangerous.He forced himself to snap out of it, not realizing just how taken by her he had been. Her eyes were hypnotizing, and they had worked easily on him. Especially the moon light, it made her appear all the more exotic. Silence was broken, whispers, hissing, urges to pull the trigger. They began to grow louder, trying to convince him that what was in front of him was a monster that needed putting down, something that could so easily deceive. His jaws clench, a trickle of sweat running down his temple. He didn’t know how, but it felt hot… it was gradually getting hotter. Or maybe he was being placed under so much pressure, he was really feeling it. Yet regardless of how much the whispers tried convincing him of pulling the trigger, he couldn’t.
He was a hunter. He knew a real monster when he saw one, but slowly, doubt begin to creep in…Suddenly, he became overwhelmed with silence once more. This time, it didn’t last long, the familiar sound of a wolf howl coming from behind. And damn did it sound close, causing him to quickly whip around, a gasp escaping past his lips.He jolted awake, covered in cold sweat. He couldn’t say that he had experienced something in his sleep that felt so real, that affected him this much. He drew in a breath and kicked off the sheets, trying to regain some comfort. He was forced to go back to staring at the ceiling. He was slowly beginning to forget small details of his dream, but he wouldn’t be forgetting the most important parts. He felt like he was supposed to listen to it, to take it as a warning. All he knew right now was that sleep wouldn’t come again.
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shewolfism replied to your post: sobs i want to make an oc with ariana ...
dO IT~!
fnfsd like i want to make her a fem!ver of a character butts idek who lmao ;u;
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Let’s Munday!
♏ - What is a talent you have that you are very proud of or really enjoy?
I like to think I can sing a little, I really enjoy doing it, especially in the car or in the shower. Yes, I get carried away and have WAY too much fun with it. xD Writing’s another thing I enjoy but I’m not so sure I’m good at it.
♛;; ǫᴜᴇᴇɴ ᴘɪᴇʀᴄᴇ.: but yeah i thought it would be cool to do something where they were werewolves but they were hunters too. ᴋᴀʀɪ: well, that works bc luna basically becomes a vampire hunter after a group of them kill her mom ♛;; ǫᴜᴇᴇɴ ᴘɪᴇʀᴄᴇ.: woord. ♛;; ǫᴜᴇᴇɴ ᴘɪᴇʀᴄᴇ.: hunters actually killed sams parents but vampires are mortal enemies so i could see her being like yeah fuck vampires rotfl. ᴋᴀʀɪ: lol luna is also like... deathly afraid of ghosts ♛;; ǫᴜᴇᴇɴ ᴘɪᴇʀᴄᴇ.: rOTFL ♛;; ǫᴜᴇᴇɴ ᴘɪᴇʀᴄᴇ.: i could see sam bEING LIKE ♛;; ǫᴜᴇᴇɴ ᴘɪᴇʀᴄᴇ.: I THINK I FOUND A CASE BUT ITS GHOSTS -shoves her into haunted asylum- ᴋᴀʀɪ: ommFG ♛;; ǫᴜᴇᴇɴ ᴘɪᴇʀᴄᴇ.: rotfl ♛;; ǫᴜᴇᴇɴ ᴘɪᴇʀᴄᴇ.: bffs ᴋᴀʀɪ: LUNA WOULD HAVE A HEART ATTACK ♛;; ǫᴜᴇᴇɴ ᴘɪᴇʀᴄᴇ.: it would be so funny ᴋᴀʀɪ: Sam's down the hall and all of a sudden she hears this ear-piercing scream and Luna is suddenly ON TOP OF HER LIKE A CAT IN A TREE BECAUSE SHE SAW SOMETHING MOVE ♛;; ǫᴜᴇᴇɴ ᴘɪᴇʀᴄᴇ.: LMFAOHFEJKNK ♛;; ǫᴜᴇᴇɴ ᴘɪᴇʀᴄᴇ.: THE VISUAL THOUGH ♛;; ǫᴜᴇᴇɴ ᴘɪᴇʀᴄᴇ.: i cAQNT ᴋᴀʀɪ: Luna would cry like a baby negl ♛;; ǫᴜᴇᴇɴ ᴘɪᴇʀᴄᴇ.: dEVELOPMENT DOE