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pulling the trigger and moving sam over to the multi : it's been a good run but I feel like it's time : ily catch the giant over on @shaepschift

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I'm really considering moving sam over to my multi : I love him and he will always be such a high muse for me but idk if I have the energy for another solo blog : plus interaction isn't as high as it once was and I 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️ yknow?? multi can be found @shaepschift if yall were interested!

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hi hi friends !! as christmas draws ever closer my activity will be more and more sporadic !! i work retail as well as most of my family and i am severely feeling the effects of burn out , please be patient with me during this time and hopefully my activity will return to normal in the new year !!

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Send me “Umf” If your muse thinks my muse is hot.

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like for dynamics: I'll come rattle your cage

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HAHAHAHA I almost forgot my log in for sam and just about cried 😭

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#GIFTSIGHT ; pamela barnes primarily set in the peaky blinders universe as seen by britt

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#PREFRCNTAL selective | plot driven | multi muse adored by britt ft. muses from supernatural | the boys | fnaf & more

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            ɪ’ᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ʟɪᴠᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʟɪꜰᴇ ꜰᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ, ᴅᴇᴀɴ   ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴀʟʟ ᴏᴠᴇʀ, ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ʟᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ɢᴏ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ ᴡᴀʏ.

#SHOTGUNSCN | a study in supernatural creatures & family dysfunction & self loathing & turning out different than others thought you would | Sam Winchester | season 1-5 portrayal | canon divergent | adored by britt ᴡʜᴀᴛᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴄʜᴏɪᴄᴇꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ, ᴡʜᴀᴛᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴅᴇᴛᴀɪʟꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʟᴛᴇʀ,         ᴡᴇ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ ᴇɴᴅ ᴜᴘ… ʜᴇʀᴇ.                                      ɪ ᴡɪɴ… ꜱᴏ, ɪ ᴡɪɴ.

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@devilsnare ❝ drink this, you’ll feel better. ❞ - Caroline Forbes to Vampire!Sam

SO THAT WAS WHAT IT FELT LIKE. The vervain dart he'd taken had, for all intents and purposes, royally fucked Sam Winchester up. He grasps at the blood bag Caroline provides, the part of him that should be repulsed buried somewhere instead replaced with a vicious hunger that rips at his insides. Teeth sharpen and puncture plastic, veins like worms seep over pale cheeks and Sam finds himself sinking into the essence. It's better than anything he can describe: pizza, cake, ice cream, steak, lobster-- all pale in comparison to this.

Medical grade plastic crumples in his hands and for a moment the youngest Winchester feels a flicker of rage-- gone? How was it already gone? He'd just started drinking--! He shakes, lashes flutter and hazel hues are returned to the waking world around him. Breath comes deeply and for a moment it's all Sam can do not to leap from his place on the couch and head for the freezer he knows is chalk full of blood bags. "…thank you." He manages and hands the bag back to Caroline, intent on freeing himself of the burden hoping it'll ease his mind. Hands wring, right over left and thumb brushes over lips-- still so hungry. . . "Who shot me?" He asks, unclear on the offender : AT THIS POINT IT COULD HAVE BEEN ANYONE IN MYSTIC FALLS.

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@horrorwrought asked "it looked kind of beautiful in a fucked up sort of way. blood on snow. the kind of thing you usually only see in stories."

THAT WAS-- ONE WAY TO LOOK AT WHAT HAD JUST HAPPENED. The ghoul had been terrorizing Hawndust for weeks-- long enough for the Winchester's to get wind of it anyway. Simple enough case, if you considered tracking down a being who could take the form of whom ever it ingested and absorb all their memories simple. She'd been there-- in the midst of battle : surprising enough for the Winchester's but this hadn't been their first encounter. It had come as a shock to discover Sabrina was a witch-- even more of a shock then to learn John didn't immediately want to ice her. 'it's not always the wicked witch of the west boys' : had been his words, but spoken with an air of caution. Just because the witch was good didn't mean they should drop their guard-- a witch was still a witch after all. All cleaned up and tucked away in their motel room Sam keeps Sabrina company : John and Dean have gone to ensure there aren't any stragglers and perhaps to touch base with some of the other witches in town-- should they ever need another ally in the field. "I guess." Sam responds, handing the other a locally brewed cup of hot chocolate. "More like a horror movie if you ask me." He chides and takes a seat at the cheap dining set the motel has to offer. Air is thick with uncertainty-- to say he was comfortable would be an out right lie, BUT THEN SABRINA HADN'T PROVEN HERSELF TO BE ANYTHING BUT AN ALLY IN THIS FIGHT.

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@fidelissimi asked ❝ i’ve been having nightmares. ❞

HAZEL SHADED HUES SHIFT GLAZE FROM PAVEMENT TO PRESENT COMPANY. Highway beneath them is consumed by Sam's silver Prius. He's not certain if she meant to say it out loud-- but all the same he's concerned. Brows furrow and head nods ; for whatever reason the youngest Winchester can't help but feel a little bit guilty. " . . .do you wanna talk about them?" He queries, unsure how deep she might want to go. In truth Sam and Ruby have known eachother for a few weeks at best-- still practically strangers but then : YOU DO GET TO KNOW SOMEONE PRETTY QUICKLY TRAPPED IN THE CAB OF A SMALL CAR.

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@hiveruled asked “ we all have secrets, don’t we? ”

RELIEF DOESN'T EVEN BEGIN TO EXPLAIN IT. The knot in Sam's stomach unfurls and just like that a breath of air he didn't know he'd been holding releases from lungs in an audible huff. Smile tugs at lip corners and it's all Sam can do not to sweep Kai up into a massive bear hug. He was so prepared for rejection-- to be told he was insane : to be reminded so wrongly that 'things don't go bump in the dark' --but for whatever reason Kai had believed him, and it was enough for the youngest Winchester to know maybe, just maybe-- he finally had a permanent friend. "Yeah-- guess so." He chimes and runs a massive hand through shaggy brush of hair. "I uh-- I just came back to get my stuff. . ." Words trail as hazel shaded hues travel around the room, the one he used to share with Jess : the one he was certain he'd never spend another night in again. "I'm gonna go with Dean-- he needs my help. Our Dad-- he's missing." For as much shit John Winchester had forced his youngest son to eat Sam still found a ball of anxiety rising in his chest at the thought of him missing. Maybe it was more for Dean-- to find him safe and sound : maybe then Sam could get back to some semblance of normalcy-- after they offed Yellow Eyes, after he avenged Jess-- and his mother. Kai would understand the twisted relationship, so far as Sam knew he had one just like it. ". . . I'm sorry, Kai . . ." He's not sure entirely what he's apologizing for, maybe abandoning his friend, maybe because deep down he knows THIS IS THE LAST TIME SAM WINCHESTER AND KAI ANDERSON WILL EVER SPEAK.

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“Can I ask you a question? When was the last time you felt 𝐒𝐀𝐅𝐄?  

𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐑 is the greatest motivator. You wanna be somebody? Do you want to 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑?  Then bring your fear… and 𝐉𝐎𝐈𝐍 𝐌𝐄. What are you 𝐀𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐃 of?“ 

indie kai anderson of ahs: cult rp blog - 21+ & highly selective - est. january 2019 - revamped august 2020 - formerly under the url humilictedman - a study in:  anger, trauma, toxic masculinity, manipulating others, slowly losing touch with yourself and reality, disguising self hatred in pride & ego, trying to find your purpose in the world, delusions of grandeur, & how cults are formed. -  penned by bo (he/him - 21+) 

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You’ve seen me rp my current muse. Now send me what other muse you think I can/would be good at rping.

Note: Be sure to include the fandom if the character is different than the fandom my current muse is from!

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sam would fight spr.ing tra.p for Mike: bet

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