faithripped: JIMMY.
“ Claire calm down!.”
@xthelostlambx - starter.
"Why?!" She said spinning around to face her father, her eyes glowing. "I can get him to talk...easy."

Kaledo Art

★

JBB: An Artblog!
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
Show & Tell

izzy's playlists!

tannertan36
tumblr dot com

titsay

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣

pixel skylines
Three Goblin Art
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
YOU ARE THE REASON

No title available
dirt enthusiast

⁂
cherry valley forever

#extradirty

seen from Sweden
seen from United Kingdom
seen from United States
seen from Belgium
seen from Japan
seen from Germany

seen from United States
seen from Türkiye

seen from Germany

seen from France

seen from France
seen from United States
seen from Italy

seen from Türkiye
seen from United States
seen from Türkiye
seen from Uruguay

seen from Malaysia
seen from France
seen from United States
@xthelostlambx
faithripped: JIMMY.
“ Claire calm down!.”
@xthelostlambx - starter.
"Why?!" She said spinning around to face her father, her eyes glowing. "I can get him to talk...easy."
reunions-closed
distringere:
He’s certainly not the BEST hunter on the planet, but he’s researched enough & practiced enough that he can kill things. But he’s been more focused on trying to find Claire— yet, when you’re not a born & b r e d hunter ( or don’t have the Winchester’s number ), hunters aren’t exactly WILLING to talk to you— or help you find anybody. Not that he’s aware she’s a hunter, but he was told once before that this life doesn’t just disappear, so she has to still be involved in it somehow, right? Maybe she isn’t a hunter. Maybe she found a way to have a n o r m a l life. If not, then James is to blame.
James has managed to procure himself a car, nothing fancy, but it gets him around, so it’s fine. He keeps a bunch of files & books on the passenger’s seat, except for when he gets to his motel of course, but, he likes to read over things when he makes a stop ( either for food, or just some rest during the trip ). So here he is, on another case, though he hasn’t heard anything in the WIND about there being another hunter on it. Driving into town, he’s pretty calm & ready to hunker down.
After getting to his motel, & dropping his things off, he decides to hit a diner for some food. It’s only a short drive, but he f r e e z e s when he gets there. Because of something he RECOGNISES, his old car. How is his old car here? How is that possible? Heart begins racing as he stares at it, not yet getting out of his ride. Eyes flicker over toward the diner, could someone have S T O L E N it? Or could.. could it be something else? Inhaling DEEPLY, he gets out of the car & walks up the short steps. Entering the place, eyes immediately search around. No one pops out IMMEDIATELY, so he finds himself a table. Though, once he’s seated, he finds himself looking around. Eyes eventually fall upon one person, & he’s not s u r e but breath still hitches in his throat. Is that her? Is it really Claire?
Her gaze went up from her tablet when she saw the waitress pouring her another cup of coffee. She smiled and thanked her quietly, just then the instinct hit.
She was still getting used to it. That feeling you get when someone's watching you? It's like that but hightened by ten times. She could feel someone's gaze on her. She looked in the direction the feeling was coming from and her eyes widened. It was Cas...But at the same time it wasn't. She had gotten used to being able to sense supernatural creatures by smelling them. She even found this to be true on angels...But she couldn't smell it...She couldn't smell any trace of supernatural creatures.
She didn't know what to do. Frozen in fear for a moment before turning back to her coffee. She closed her tablet and shoved it into her bag before getting up from her seat. She walked to the door and stopped. If she didn't go at least say hello to Cas...That wouldn't go over well. She walked to the table he sat at, a certain smell becoming more and more apparent.
"Castiel? She asked looking at him with confusion.
that girl is a walking miracle.
Claire Novak in 12x16
After Season 9 and Gadreel there’s a special resonance for me in Sam standing up for Claire’s right to make this decision (12x16)
Looks like it's gonna be redoing my tags, because tumblr can't remember any of them. Kinda bummed. Also making new icons.
reunions-closed
Hunting was hard, even MORE so when you were a vampire fighting to hold it together. Her temper was even worse now than it was when she was just a "rebellious teenager" as everyone called her. Life had thrown her a terribly tough bone to chew, and she was having a hard time. She had made it a month, finding an old abandoned barn she managed to tie herself down in...But that wasn't gonna work forever.
She pulled into the small diner in her car. She managed to get a hold of it when she moved in with Jody. It belonged to her dad, and was supposed to be hers when she was old enough, at least that was what she had been TOLD growing up. She parked the small red car in the parking lot and sighed. It had been a long night driving. The full moon was coming and she needed a plan.
Settled at the end of the bar, sipping on a cup of coffee and nibbling on a slice of pie she scrolled through for cases. Anything to keep her busy. After a few calls from Dean she was determined to prove to him she could do this. She was hoping she would in turn prove HERSELF that she could do this. All she could think about through all this was her dad. She missed him. What she would give to see him again. She really meant him. Not Cas walking around in her dad's body.
@distringere
CAS:
[ starter for @xthelostlambx· ]
He was just going to invite her for the day. Lunch, the park… That is what humans to, right? He had to research it, (with the help of Sam), he had a day all planned. Castiel to this day felt guilty for what… For what had to be done. He took her father, but his father served as a valuable vessel. He hoped they’d still meet in the middle and he could form a bond with her. He wanted to be like a father. He wanted to be her dad, but he wasn’t. He was just an angel who is possessing Claire’s dad. He had to come to terms with that. A friendship was still possible, he hoped.
They met at some restaurant, it’s been thirty minutes since they’ve been here and he still doesn’t know why he ordered a burger. It was what Dean always ordered. He didn’t eat food so he was beginning to think the best idea would be to get a box and save it for Dean who’d actually eat it. Or give it to Claire if she was still hungry. The angel sat there awkwardly staring at his burger that he took one bite out of before getting a headache. He could taste all of the molecules, and it was very… Complicated. He knew this would happen, but he was trying to act more natural for Claire. Even if ‘natural’ would technically be him not eating. Despite all of their time knowing each other, which has been a bit longer than a “short time”, he still found nervousness of messing up around her. He believed he was on a shorter leash for obvious reasons.
“Anything of import that has occurred since we last spoke?” Castiel asked in attempts to start up small talk.
Life for Claire after the...inicdent with the werewolf Claire was living a life of constant struggle. She couldn't live a NORMAL life, not anymore. Now She was roaming the country trying to 'stay out of trouble' as Dean would put it. With these Men of Letters roaming around she needed to keep her nose clean. When Cas called her up wanting to meet for lunch her first instinct was to panic.
The lunch was awkward to say the least. As they sat in the small diner Claire tried her best to keep from saying anything that might give her secret away. She picked at her fries on her plate and sipped at her soda. Once again nobody paying attention to the fact that she was IN FACT finally 21 and able to drink. When he spoke her gaze shot up to the angel with a bit of a panicked look.
❝ Nope. Not really. Why? ❞ She kept her words short. Luckily Cas was someone who didn't really get people bluffing, or lying sometimes...She hoped so at least.
protector / protectee starters
“no. you can’t go, it’s too dangerous.”
“it’s not dangerous. i’ll be fine.”
“i’m not going to let anything happen to you.”
“you can’t keep me safe from everything.”
“just be careful.”
“i’m always careful.”
“you’re going to get yourself hurt.”
“i won’t get hurt, i promise.”
“i won’t let them hurt you.”
“you can’t save me from this.”
“please try and stay out of trouble.”
“if anything happened to you…”
“i’m not sure how to keep you safe.”
“i’m not going to let you out of my sight.”
“this is the only way to keep you safe.”
“you can’t keep an eye on me twenty four seven.”
“everywhere you go, i go.”
“it’s not your job to protect me.”
“it’s my job to protect you.”
“don’t worry, i’ve got you.”
“no one will hurt you as long as i’m breathing.”
“you don’t understand how dangerous this is.”
“please come back in one piece.”
FLUFF STARTERS
send ⍟ for our muses to go to a carnival send ❀ for our muses to go to a park send ☸ for our muses to go ice skating send ♞ for our muses to go horseback riding send ♫ for our muses to sing together send ☼ for our muses to go to the beach send ☂ for our muses to play around in the rain
“Speed up or I’ll eat all your ice cream!” “Don’t tickle me!” “Would you look at that— It’s cuddle huddle ‘o’ clock!” “Isn’t the sunset beautiful?” “I just adore stars, don’t you?” “Oh my gosh! Look look look, a butterfly landed on me!” “I bet I can run to the aquarium faster than you!” “Mm, this is delicious! You made it yourself?” “NO. NO MORE PILLOWS. YOU ALREADY BOUGHT FIVE.” “Shhhh, don’t spoil the movie for me!” “Do you ever just… Really wanna pet a cat?” “Can I please have a hug?”
[ text ]: Don’t forget to bring me tacos [ text ]: i just ate a whole bag of sour skittles at once and I am filled with regret [ text ]: what do you do if a bird fuCKING POOPS ON YOUR SHOE [ text ]: One of my earbuds stopped working is this what hell is like [ text ]: HELP ME THIS REALLY JUDGMENTAL OLD NEIGHBOR ADOPTED THE CUTEST PUPPY DO I RISK GETTING AN HOUR LECTURE JUST TO PET SAID PUPPY YES OR NO [ text ]: What’s your favorite kind of flower? And food?
CASTIEL:
Was that a laugh that he heard? Had he done something amusing? That was better than doing things that mad the girl mad. Worse still was when she was saddened by him. “I will try to remember that.” he nodded once, the gesture very matter of fact.
Her father’s car. He found himself inspecting the interior with a new respect. He was curious if there were any new things he could learn about the blue eyed girl. The vehicle had odd bits of wear and tear but for the most part appeared to be in a well maintained condition. Humans were rather strange about their vehicles. He had yet to fully understand it but he respected it.
He was taken from his thoughts when the car came to a stop; Claire’s voice cutting through the silence. He listened intently as she explained, features set in one of quiet respect. This was her hunt. Her plan and he would follow her lead. The question about the Winchester had him tilting his head to the side; brows furrowing.
“Sam and Dean are, well….” he trailed off, lips twitching upwards in an awkward little smile. “They are fine. And busy with cases of their own.”
Claire nodded, she always thought Cas went with Sam and Dean on all there hunts. Wouldn't be the first time she was wrong. ❝ Guess it just SEEMED like you were always running with them. Thought you went on all their hunts. ❞ The young blonde turned down the road that would take them to the warehouse where the bodies were found. She couldn't help but glance at the angel, finding herself a little...anxious.
Cas didn't know. He had no idea she was a WEREWOLF. So why was she suddenly so nervous around him? To the point where she was shaking. She gripped the steering wheel tighter to hide the fact. No sense in making Castiel worry. That would only do bad things for her. She tried to keep her heartrate down, in case the angel could likely hear it.
❝ It's just up here. ❞ She turned down a gravel road that took them to the large warehouse. She put the car in park and stared at the building. ❝ There wasn't much but...There was this weird smell in there. Kinda hard to explain. Smelled NASTY though ❞
CASTIEL
:
He hadn’t expected to fully alleviate the girl’s concern. She was always suspicious it seemed and he knew that he hadn’t given her a reason to fully trust him. Perhaps that would change but such things took time.
He found himself smiling at the young woman as she thanked him. That was a start, right?
“There is no need to thank me. I am aware that you are a very capable individual.”
He cleared his throat awkwardly and walked over to the passenger side, gaze lowering towards the ground. He opened the car door and carefully climbed in, jaw flexing slightly as he fell silent. He closed the door, perhaps a little too hard, and winced at the sound.
“My apologies…I did not mean to do that.”
There was SOMETHING up with the angel. Normally he wasn’t so BLATANT about her ability to hunt. Sure she was perfectly capable of doing this hunt on her own...What with being a WEREWOLF and all...But he was being...Funny. Like he was trying to CONVINCE her that he believed in her.
Her gaze went to him when he slammed the door a little TOO hard, wincing slightly at the sound. She couldn’t help the SMILE on her features and giggled a little. ❝ Don’t worry about it SUPERMAN. Just ease up on the door next time. This was DAD’S car. ❞
She turned the key over in the ignition and they were off. The street was quiet as she drove to the FIRST sighting. ❝ The first body was found in an OLD warehouse towards the outskirts of town. They’ve been through ALREADY but...I think if there’s something that can lead us to the monster that did this...It’ll probably be THERE. ❞ Claire glanced at the angel and sighed. ❝ So how’s Sam and Dean? Surprised you don’t have them in tow. ❞