I know how dead you are inside.

I'm Dean Winchester. My brother and I hunt things that people believe to only be fake. I don't like being responsible for other's deaths. I am only human, I make mistakes, I try to learn from them. Hello there! I'm Alex and I RP as the only character that I can relate to. I understand his pain and his problems. You don't know my story. I also have a sibiling named Sam, but i call her Sammy. Ask me anything and feel free to ask to roleplay with me, I can't promise I'm good. READ THE RULE PAGES BEFORE SENDING ME ANYTHING!

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Dean forced a small laugh before nodding, “Alright. You want to follow behind? It’s not wise to leave it in the parking lot of a bar..” He mumbled before standing. 

Danielle nodded, “Alright…” She stood up and got on her moped, riding close, but not too close, behind him. She tried to wrap her mind around everything as she pulled into the garage at the bunker. She let out a sigh, knowing Sam was out on a hunt, and she was all alone, with Dean, as a demon.

Dean got out of the Impala and sighed, running a tired hand over his face. Sam was going to be mad once he finds out Dean is back- leaving for such a long time then randomly showing up. He waited for Dani so he could go inside- sensing the angel was around. 

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“Danielle…” Dean began but knew how stubborn she was. “If anything happens to you..” He trailed off, staring ahead and leaning his head on the door. “Don’t get mad if it doesn’t work..I mean, curing me…” He looked at her, “Sam’s gonna be pissed that I dragged you into this too..” 

“Well Sam can kiss my ass,” she countered. She leaned her head on his shoulder, “C’mon Dean… Let’s go, huh? And after—“ she nearly laughed, after wasn’t really that great an option… “after we can get some burgers and talk…” she offered.

Dean forced a small laugh before nodding, “Alright. You want to follow behind? It’s not wise to leave it in the parking lot of a bar..” He mumbled before standing. 

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+Danielle-the-huntress

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Dean nodded before sitting on the ground beside the Impala. His hands still pulling slightly at his hair. “Y-yes..” He didn’t dare look up at her, not wanting to see that pain and disbelief on her face, knowing he caused it. “I’m sorry..it’s…why I left..b-because I turned into..” His chest tightened, unable to continue talking except letting a small apology escape. 

Danielle numbly stumbled beside him, sitting next to him by the Impala. She was looking straight ahead, “We… I can… I can cure you,” she told him, “You know I can, I will… I just… Let me get us back to the bunker,” she told him, finally. She knew he knew the risks, she knew that she would probably end up getting hurt, maybe even murdered. “Dean this isn’t up for debate, ya hear me?”

“Danielle...” Dean began but knew how stubborn she was. “If anything happens to you..” He trailed off, staring ahead and leaning his head on the door. “Don’t get mad if it doesn’t work..I mean, curing me...” He looked at her, “Sam’s gonna be pissed that I dragged you into this too..” 

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His eyes widened as he listened, how was he supposed to tell her now? “I..” He walked over and pressed an unexpected kiss to her lips, holding her close. After a moment, he stepped back and looked down, rubbing his face. Now it got harder to tell her. “T-the mark…changed me Dani..I was killed…and I came back..” He clenched his jaw as he looked down, “How can you not call me a monster when I’m not human?” 

Danielle was surprised by the sudden kiss but it was over just as quickly as it had come. She felt her heart pounding quickly in her chest and she looked at him with wide eyes, “You… You died?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper, “I… I thought… I thought you just left I…” She blinked as the realization of what he said hit her like a train, “You… You’re a d-demon?” she asked, whispering.

Dean nodded before sitting on the ground beside the Impala. His hands still pulling slightly at his hair. “Y-yes..” He didn’t dare look up at her, not wanting to see that pain and disbelief on her face, knowing he caused it. “I’m sorry..it’s...why I left..b-because I turned into..” His chest tightened, unable to continue talking except letting a small apology escape. 

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Dean pulled at his hair and paced, “It’s not just the mark anymore! It changed me!” He shouted, feeling a small amount of pressure leave but a twinge of pain replace it. His heart shattering more than ever before- knowing he had hurt the one he truly loved. Thoughts screamed in his mind as he paced. “Danielle..You can’t save me now..No-one can..” 

“TELL ME!” she screamed, tears streaming down her face. “Dean I love you and I need you to tell me what the fuck is going on with you and I need you to just stop lying to me!” she shouted, unaware of the first part until her eyes widened and she pulled her mouth into a thin line. She’d never told him that before… Oh God, now everything was ruined…

His eyes widened as he listened, how was he supposed to tell her now? “I..” He walked over and pressed an unexpected kiss to her lips, holding her close. After a moment, he stepped back and looked down, rubbing his face. Now it got harder to tell her. “T-the mark...changed me Dani..I was killed...and I came back..” He clenched his jaw as he looked down, “How can you not call me a monster when I’m not human?” 

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+Danielle-the-huntress

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“Yes I am.” He accidentally snapped before looking down again. “I am a monster..You just don’t see it..I..I can’t let you see what I am..I can’t do that to you..” Dean spoke quieter. “It’s worse than you think, Danielle..I don’t want to scare you off..” It hurt him more, knowing that he was what they’ve hunted for years and he couldn’t hurt her like that..

“Tell me how it’s worse, then!” she pleaded, forgetting how pissed off she was with him, forgetting she was on the verge of hating him, and she stepped closer, searching his emerald eyes. “You… You only have the Mark… And, and I’m working on getting it off of you, and I even found a book that might help but… But then you left but Dean I can save you,” she told him, her voice full of passion. She’d spent the past couple years looking for a cure, and when she found one, he wasn’t there…

Dean pulled at his hair and paced, “It’s not just the mark anymore! It changed me!” He shouted, feeling a small amount of pressure leave but a twinge of pain replace it. His heart shattering more than ever before- knowing he had hurt the one he truly loved. Thoughts screamed in his mind as he paced. “Danielle..You can’t save me now..No-one can..” 

[theonlydeanwinchester]

+Danielle-the-huntress

[theonlydeanwinchester]

Dean sighed before pacing slightly, now he was sure she was going to hate him. How was he supposed to tell her, let alone word it? He took a deep breathe before pressing his fists lightly on baby’s hood, staring down. “I left right before things got bad..I fell off the map, I know.. I was trying to get rid of the Mark of Cain and became something I really really didn’t want to become..And it isn’t going away. I wanted to pick up the phone but I couldn’t..Danielle- I couldn’t do that to you.. I didn’t want you to get hurt because of me.. Or see the monster I am..” He spoke carefully before sighing, not looking over at her. Not wanting to see that pained look or confusion.

Danielle felt her face fall, her entire self soften. “Dean…” she whispered, her voice much softer than before. She always hated when he called himself a monster, because it just wasn’t true. She loved him (but he didn’t know that much yet ) and she needed him to see just how beautiful he was. He wasn’t evil, he was good and pure and strong… “Dean you aren’t a monster,” she told him, not realizing that he was being literal.

“Yes I am.” He accidentally snapped before looking down again. “I am a monster..You just don’t see it..I..I can’t let you see what I am..I can’t do that to you..” Dean spoke quieter. “It’s worse than you think, Danielle..I don’t want to scare you off..” It hurt him more, knowing that he was what they’ve hunted for years and he couldn’t hurt her like that..

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“D-danielle..don’t hate me..Don’t you do that…” Dean felt the burning inside of him worsening. He hated the fact he left her because he had turned into this. He broke his phone from slamming it into the wall each time she had called non-stop. The urge to answer but not knowing if Danielle would react the same when she saw him. But how could one love him if he hated himself? “I-” He let go of her fist and rubbed his face, hoping his eyes stayed emerald green. 

Danielle panted and she looked at him, really looked at him. She shook her head and ran her hand roughly through her hair, really wanting to bang her fist into a brick wall—maybe she’d do that later—and she watched how tense he was. “You don’t want me to hate you?” she asked, “Fine. You have like two minutes to tell me what the fuck is going on before I turn around and I won’t look back…” she warned, even though it was an obvious lie. She couldn’t live without Dean, and it killed her to think that he could live without her…

Dean sighed before pacing slightly, now he was sure she was going to hate him. How was he supposed to tell her, let alone word it? He took a deep breathe before pressing his fists lightly on baby’s hood, staring down. “I left right before things got bad..I fell off the map, I know.. I was trying to get rid of the Mark of Cain and became something I really really didn’t want to become..And it isn’t going away. I wanted to pick up the phone but I couldn’t..Danielle- I couldn’t do that to you.. I didn’t want you to get hurt because of me.. Or see the monster I am..” He spoke carefully before sighing, not looking over at her. Not wanting to see that pained look or confusion.

[theonlydeanwinchester]

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Dean felt his back hit the Impala hard as his eyes searched over the girl’s face. “D-Danielle?” He spoke in disbelief. The last time he’d seen her was right before all hell broke loose. “I-..” The Winchester searched for a good explanation, “I’m sorry..Stuff happened, worse than you think..I’m so sorry..” He caught her fist before she could punch him. There was no way to tell her..

“Stuff happened?!” she all but spat through her teeth. She tried to move her hand from his, hating that he’d caught it, knowing he’d just do the same thing if she tried with her free hand. Tears fell down her face and she tried to pull away weakly, a sick part of her loving that she was finally close to him again. “What k-kind of stuff could b-be so bad you couldn’t p-pick up a g-goddamn phone?!” she yelled, creating a scene, but she didn’t care. All that she cared about was standing in front of her.

“D-danielle..don’t hate me..Don’t you do that...” Dean felt the burning inside of him worsening. He hated the fact he left her because he had turned into this. He broke his phone from slamming it into the wall each time she had called non-stop. The urge to answer but not knowing if Danielle would react the same when she saw him. But how could one love him if he hated himself? “I-” He let go of her fist and rubbed his face, hoping his eyes stayed emerald green. 

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Dean chugged another beer before taking endless shots. His insides burned- a mix of the hell that swam through his every veins and the underlying self-hatred of what he had become once more. The alcohol not able to dull the pain at all. Even it knew there was no fixing the monster he was. He paid and left, standing outside the Impala, messing with his knife before cutting his palm. Watching it heal within seconds, cursing words of hatred to himself. “Just another damn monster..” Dean growled, not seeing the person staring at him. danielle-the-huntress

Danielle hopped off of her moped and stalked over to Dean. She shoved him hard in the chest, tears in her eyes. Her and Dean had been hunting partners, and they were so close to becoming something more and then he just vanished. “Where the fuck have you been?!” she demanded, her breath rapid and shallow as she got angrier and angrier at the man standing before her.

Dean felt his back hit the Impala hard as his eyes searched over the girl’s face. “D-Danielle?” He spoke in disbelief. The last time he’d seen her was right before all hell broke loose. “I-..” The Winchester searched for a good explanation, “I’m sorry..Stuff happened, worse than you think..I’m so sorry..” He caught her fist before she could punch him. There was no way to tell her..

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[theonlydeanwinchester]

+Danielle-the-huntress

Dean chugged another beer before taking endless shots. His insides burned- a mix of the hell that swam through his every veins and the underlying self-hatred of what he had become once more. The alcohol not able to dull the pain at all. Even it knew there was no fixing the monster he was. He paid and left, standing outside the Impala, messing with his knife before cutting his palm. Watching it heal within seconds, cursing words of hatred to himself. “Just another damn monster..” Dean growled, not seeing the person staring at him. danielle-the-huntress

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I drew my chemistry/anime club teacher on my chemistry project xD

[theonlydeanwinchester]

People say that as you get older, you need to become more mature. The truth is, society shouldn't be allowed to tell you who to be, how to act, who to love nor tell you who you are. Act as you want. Be as crazy, creative and original as you want to. You are your own self. Getting older doesn't always mean you grow up. 17th birthday

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Today is the 31st anniversary of Mary Winchester’s death guys

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"Don't you dare think you can over rule me.."