#thehandsomewinchester

[restlessamateur]

Kill meme: Dean or Sam

Shit!

I hate you….

…Sam.

//Whoa, bro~! You totally helped me with this thing because, as much as she loves Sam-and she does- she feel like she needs Dean. Dude, you did something horrible and it made me cry, but thanks. Because this is… just thanks.

[restlessamateur]

Dean,

I'm sorry I did this. I know you said it wasn't my fault but, that's not how this works. I can't just believe you when you say that it's okay because I know that's not how you feel. I know you hate it. I know you hate everything about it and for that I apologize. 

I'm gonna tell you something here, k? I need to be independent to feel like I mean something to the world. I need to feel like I can take care of myself so that I can prove to you I can. I need that. I need to prove myself to you because otherwise I mean nothing. I am nothing.

That's exactly how I see things in my mind. The fact that I'm already nothing makes it easier to destroy my life. I have no purpose, I'm just here. Merely existing. That's nothing to be proud of, Dean, so don't say you are. 

I really do love you. I admire you. You are my hero. And, more than anything else, I just want you to love me, too, because no one ever has. No one's ever been there to protect me. I have to do it. All of it. 

So, please, just... Just don't-just please don't ever hate me. 

I couldn't live with that.

I can barely live as it is.

                                                                                                -Sierra 

[restlessamateur]

* I made you a thing.

[restlessamateur]

Heh, some title goes here XD

Sierra knocked on the window to Dean's car. Just enough to get his attention. He looked way too preoccupied to her, but she wanted to talk to him. He might have been going somewhere or he might have just gotten back, she didn't know, nor care. Once she got his attention, she kind of waved at him, not really knowing what to do.

[restlessamateur]

@#@#@# o@o

[theblessedbear]

(Hey, we can just continue on this ^^) ''Are you deaf? I told you, I'm not getting a cat. Not now, not in the future! I was a warrior once, I'll be fine without a pet!'' Castiel snapped, smashing the cup he was holding on the bench, cutting his hand in the process. When he realized what he'd done, he fell to the floor, crying. ''Cas!'' Dean was by his side immediately

(Yeah that's cool. I actually started writing a fan fic on this idea this morning. I'll give you the link when I'm finished it, sort of like and off-shoot from it with another prompt I had.)

Sasha vanished only for a moment but to return with her first aid box, open and handing Dean's what he needed. Sasha waited until Dean had taken her things to patch Castiel up before she spoke again. "You could still, be a great warrior," She measured her words as she spoke. "I'm sure, Dean would, be happy to train you. Wouldn't you Dean?" Sasha smiled handing him the gauze bandage. "No pet, alright, but I say this because. You're angry, you're pissed off, everything is like a bubbling cauldron right?" Sasha waited, gauging her words. "Let them out as you train. Say you take out your anger on a  punching bag, you let it out. You channel that energy." She turned to Dean, "What do you think Dean?"

[fromrivertodawnrora]

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