Sep 29, 2013
"Hello Dean." She smiled. "Did'ja miss me?"
--- --- "Like'a cold sore."
--- --- "The hell're you even here? Sam'n I got y'er ass back before the apocalypse."
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"Hello Dean." She smiled. "Did'ja miss me?"
--- --- "Like'a cold sore."
--- --- "The hell're you even here? Sam'n I got y'er ass back before the apocalypse."
+2 Saw what happened
Sam gave an exhausted sigh, before tapping the witness gently on the shoulder. "Agent Plant. FBI.." He added, keeping his tone light, but authoritative. "..and you are?" He asked, smiling briefly, still waiting for her to turn around.
toxicruby said: hnnngggg is the tumblr mating call Seems legit.
toxicruby replied to your post: "Janet, Janet no!" Dai sobbed, holding her close. “Please, you can’t leave, please. Please don’t leave me. I… I won’t be okay, can’t you regenerate? Please? For me?" He shuddered, kissing her forehead. “I love you."
OW THAT GIF HURTS
IT'S THE ONLY GIF THAT CAME TO MIND WHEN I RESPONDED TO THIS, AND MY HEART HURTS A LOT NOW.
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oh my god…
I TOLD YOU. DUDE ITS MY MOTHERFUCKING HYPO JAM
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Years without her stirring up trouble. Years dealing with Sam all alone. Years without a bad influence constantly sitting on his younger brother's shoulder. Yet here Dean Winchester stood, full circle. Right back at square one. Because there she stood. Hell in high heels. The ultimate bitch. Number one on Dean's hit list.
What the hell was she thinking, revealing herself to him?! Was she completely brain dead?
"Ruby," Dean hissed venomously, his eyes vexing her from the other side of the room. Feeling his pulse rise in anger, Dean clenched his hands by his side. "To what do I owe the pleasure." His voice was dripping in sarcasm, allowing her maybe a single word before sending her ass straight back to hell.