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WILSONJACKET is an independent and private portrayal of DEAN WINCHESTER from SEASONS ONE THROUGH FIVE of eric kripke's SUPERNATURAL. this blog is 21+. established on 07/21/23. this blog has religious themes, mentions of demons, violence, and parental issues. FOLLOW AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION.

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#PINNED.#DNI. DNR.#I MEAN IT IF YOU LIKE THIS I WILL COME AFTER YOU #BLYTHE. SHE / HER. 25. MST.#LAST UPDATED: 11/19/23.

worthfuls

i've put together a small multi that i'm comfortable sharing publicly now, my muses will be found at @denouemente for the foreseeable future <3

#OOC.#dean will be there too!

worthfuls

okay he's ready, follow mr cain at @prodition ♡

#gonna be here now xoxo

posted about this on alice but i’m gonna hang on @thebell for the foreseeable future <3

#rank vibes on this dash i do not like it!#im also chilling on disc so <3 that’s available to mutuals as always #TBD.

acecroft

Dean Winchester in SUPERNATURAL 6.06

#VISAGE.#my little guy ❤️#work has been hell but i’ve been around writing on disc!!!!

metamorphesque

— She/He, Mahmood Darwish

metamorphesque

"She: Have you ever known love? He: When winter comes, I will be touched by a passion for something absent. I will give it a name, any name, and will forget…"

#STUDY.#haha nice pt 2

WHICH RAGE LANGUAGE ARE YOU?

step back. usually, you're able to bottle up your emotions and ignore the frustrations. but, after weeks of shoving everything down, your body needs a release, and i pity the poor person who managed to piss you off. it's screaming crying, shouting, kicking lockers, whatever you can do to get it out of your system. it's a whole jean grey moment, fire and fury blasting out of you.

tagged by: @strnza thank u! tagging: @warbyrds, @iudicatus, @greenelight, @gunbash, you!!!

#STUDY.#slay

gunbasharch

as promised , sebastian finds a way in . an empty window a few floors up leaves him with little option — with @wilsonjacket out of view , sebastian hefts himself up the side of the building , slow and steady , patiently picking his grips and checking the placement of his hands and feet . eventually he eases through the open window in question — he's quiet in his entrance , subtle in his footsteps . before long , he's downstairs . SEBASTIAN QUIETLY UNLOCKS THE DOOR closest to where dean waits and pokes his head out . ❝ coast is clear for now . you'd better get in here . ❞ in one hand , his pistol , the other bracing the door open for his friend . ❝ be thankful i didn't make you climb , ❞ he jokes lightly , shutting the door behind them . ❝ i could have . COULD HAVE INSISTED . fortunately for you , i think this floor is empty . ❞ sebastian adjusts the sleeves of his shirt and turns to dean again . ❝ remind me what we're looking for . ❞

wilsonjacket

he moves quickly, slipping in through the door sebastian holds open for him. he holds his gun in hand, glancing around as the door shuts, the light disappearing with it. watching him move is impressive — dean always thought he was PRETTY GOOD at sneaking around, but then again, his company was a professional. he was too, but not in assassination. he's happy to let him take charge on this part of the mission. he moves forward, looking both ways before crossing into the next hallway. “ someone possessed by a demon. had a couple of ideas to out them — sprinkler system rigged with holy water and a squirt gun, mostly. ” he laughs to himself, turning to look back at sebastian. “ and maybe a ghost. i'll have to see what we're dealing with before i make a judgement, though. come on. ” dean motions for him to keep following, feet moving silently as he proceeds.

#gunbash #IN CHARACTER.#MAIN.#well hello there chuckles gunbash

b1gtimerush

lucky number slevin dialogue prompts from paul mcguigan's 2006 film.

why are you here?

what do you want?

i got a present for you.

you think that's funny, do you?

are you gonna be a degenerate gambler?

love you, kiddo.

fuck. shit. jesus.

sometimes there's more to life than just living.

you're not as tall as i thought you'd be.

you have a deceptively tall knock.

what happened to your nose?

somebody hit you?

they say bad things happen in threes.

it was an accident.

do you know what time it is?

i'm a… i travel a lot.

how'd you get in?

is this a crime scene?

i think ___'s in trouble.

thanks for the sugar, sugar.

i'm not the guy you're lookin' for.

i'm just visiting. i just got in this morning.

i will break your motherfuckin' nose.

do you mind if i get dressed first?

i think it's better if you let me do the talking.

unfortunately, the lucky never realize they are lucky until it's too late.

people are never happy with what they have.

i live on both sides of the fence. my grass is always green.

i'm just a guy who was in the wrong place at the wrong time.

if there is one thing i know, it's when someone is lying.

things like that aren't supposed to be real. it's like amnesia.

i'd say you're fucked.

shouldn't you be a little more worried about all this?

i'm not such a bad guy, you know.

you're a conundrum, you.

i was just thinking about what it would be like if we'd met under different circumstances.

if you and i fell in love, we'd have one hell of a story to tell.

so, come here often?

what are you thinking?

you're gonna have to trust me.

#PROMPTS.#nice

i also cleaned out my mains / exclusives list, will be putting out a new call once im more active <3

#waving to chuckles and rika over here #heart u guys #TBD.

@warbyrds: i can't drink any more coffee. my body clock is so screwed up.

she was preaching to the choir. he remembers how exhausted he was when he first got custody of rebekah, how he felt a mixture of fear at leaving her along and wonder as all he wanted to do was watch her. maybe it's because he never thought he'd be in this position. FOR SO LONG, IT WAS JUST HIM AND SAM. the difference with sam was that HE KNEW SAM COULD TAKE CARE OF HIMSELF. what was that tiny thing supposed to do to protect herself? so he spent almost every night up with her, only dozing off during the day when he absolutely needed it. in between then? coffee, coffee, and more coffee.

“ eh, a SCREWED UP BODY CLOCK kinda comes with the territory. ” he grins, eyes flickering over to bekah, who happily plays with helen. he didn't get the whole barbies thing. then again, racecars were traded for gun and daggers in his case, so maybe he never would. he still can't quite believe how he got to meet someone like her — someone who almost perfectly understood his situation . . . THE ONE HE PRESENTED TO HER, at least. the best part? he only had to leave a few things out. “ i'm happy they're getting along. we haven't done the whole preschool thing, so i was a little worried about bekah making friends. ”

#warbyrds #IN CHARACTER.#ANSWERED.#SINGLE DAD.#:')#IM FINE THIS IS FINE #kind of guestimated ages of the kiddos. we can discuss it more in depth if u want

got called into the er so hopefully that means i'll be a WRITING MACHINE. disc is available to mutuals for chatting and plotting <3

#ims too but #yk #OOC.

acecroft

Dean Winchester in SUPERNATURAL 6.06

#VISAGE.#ok i wrote one thing #first thing on dumblr in like a month #now i will rb this and disappear again

iudicatus

being given the opportunity to be in rebekah's life was one maggie did not take for granted in the slightest . she knew what it meant to dean to protect his daughter from the horrors he'd once been tangled up in , 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚞𝚜𝚜𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 . both had been forced to grow up too fast , parents who'd been meant to protect falling short of their duties: neither maggie nor dean would be anything like those before them . little girl may not be her's in BIOLOGICAL SENSE , yet maggie cared for her like family & she was willing to go to the ends of the earth to make sure bekah was safe .

today blades had been turned in for crayons & building blocks , a bright juxtaposition to her usual activities . she much preferred discussing which colors suited the elephant best over being covered in vampire guts . who would've guessed ? maybe she did have a maternal capacity after all . the pair are so caught up in make-believe scenario 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 , their laughter mixing together to MUFFLE THE SOUND of dean arriving home . featherlight body has a better vantage point compared to the woman intently acting out commands , meaning she spotted male figure long before older did . after the excited squeal maggie turns & carefully lets child down onto floor .

heart thuds a little faster in chest when she gets to witness the mundane bliss dean has managed to find himself in . unlike him , she knows her life WON'T lead to a similar opportunity . the normal life wasn't something she was cut out for & she'd accepted this long ago . but being able to experience fleeting moments like these was enough to tide her over . “ oh we had the best time , didn't we bekah ? ” warm beam tugs onto her lips as she glances toward the youngest member in the room , to which she gets a steadfast agreement . “ seriously , anytime you need t'do something give me a bell . she's A REAL JOY to keep an eye on . ”

wilsonjacket

when dean first agreed to take her, he didn't know how it was going to go. his own mother was a distant memory, her warm embrace something fleeting that he begged to experience over and over again but to no avail. his life was spent on the road — he had no friends except for his little brother, he barely had anything to call his. all he knew was the first time he looked at his daughter’s face was that she couldn’t live that sort of life. he cleaned up his act, got a real person job and a real person apartment. it wasn’t much, but for the first time in his and her life, they had a place to call their own.

“ d’you have any plans tonight? wanna stay for dinner? we’re ordering pizza. ” at the mention, he watches bekah's face light up, and it makes his chest stir. somehow, he's able to tear his gaze away from her, and looks at maggie instead. he still doesn't know how he lucked out like this, having someone who completely and unabashedly cared for him and his family, someone who was able to swoop in with no judgement because she'd been there. she still was — dean wished there was some way to pull her out of it, but he knew there was little he could do. if she wanted to do it, she'd have to take her own initiative to do so.

bekah reaches up for her dad, so dean leans down to pick her up and gently prop her against his hip. “ and before you say anything, no, you're not intruding, yes, we really want you here, and yes, we're getting it from that place by the park. ” he laughs, turning to kiss bekah's cheek. “ what kind of pie do you like? ”

#iudicatus #IN CHARACTER.#SINGLE DAD.

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