#;; hunts

[keithphobic]

horps: 2

[cerealkiller740]

1954 Hunt’s Tomato Catsup

[thestarbornpilgrim]

Little guy spotted!!! Hunts is now paste

WHY DID I JUST SEE THIS! I AM CRYING! HUnts caught in the wild.

[skylarmoon71]

Mick Davies (Supernatural) - Extra 1

Taking down a nest of vamps felt like nothing more than a milk run. 

Especially with the advancement in tech. There were still times when things did not go according to plan.

Like Mick getting jumped by a vamp. Dean was clear, he was supposed to stay in the car until you all were sure that all the vamps were there. Yet, Mick had taken it upon himself to get involved and now his little gadget was on the ground, crushed. With the machete in your hand, you glared at the vamp in front of you. Mick was groaning on the floor after the hit he took.

“What you going do, cut me with that knife little girl.”

The older man taunted. He rushed at you, probably assuming you shared the same inexperience as Mick.

A bad call on his part.

With one calculated swing, his head rolled onto the floor, teeth still beared, eyes open. You whipped the blood off your blade, turning just as Sam and Dean rushed into the room with similar bloodied weapons.

“I think we got all of them.” Dean reported. When he saw Mick on the floor along with the golden circular weapon, he groaned.

“We told you to stay in the car.” Dean lectured.

“There were three more outside, I thought you could use the assistance.” Mick said, picking himself up off the ground.

“Not much help when you’re vamp meat.” You spoke harshly.

You were angry, and he could understand why.

“Next time you want to play hero, at least learn how to use a blade. Just in case you try to get yourself or one of us killed.”

Your words were laced with venom, and you walked away, not even offering him another look.

Dean dropped his arms in defeat.

In truth, things have been strained for the last month. After your little care bear incident, things went back to normal. Except you appeared to have no memory of what happened. Dean intended to tease you about it, but after they saw your irritated look from the headache the spell brought, he figured it was smart to just leave it alone.

They’d also realized that Mick had decided the same.

They assumed it would be smooth sailing, but you were a bit more prudent in your hunts and you seemed to direct strong looks and words at Mick any time he did something you didn’t like. The smallest mistakes ticked you off, but they said nothing.

Not until today.

As you all stood at the trunk of the car putting away your weapons, Sam nudged his head in Dean’s direction as he mouthed words. Dean made a face that immediately changed when you looked up. Dean gave an awkward smile that made you raise a brow.

Sam realized that he would have to intervene.

“Sooo, you’ve been a little tough on Mick, don’t you think?”

Sam words don’t earn a desirable reaction.

“I didn’t realize you both were best friends.”

You dropped your bag of weapons in the trunk of the car, and Dean exchanged a look with Sam.

“I’m not saying we’re best friends. I just think if we’re going to keep working together, we’ll need to actually work.”

“I’m working.”

Nothing else is said, because you walk around, opening the door, sliding in. The slamming of the door causes Sam to sigh.

“Told you, never get in the middle of budding romances. It’s always messy.” Dean spoke.

“Shut up Dean.” Sam retorts.

The drive back was pretty quiet. Thankfully Mick had come in a separate car. Dean wasn’t looking for any more awkwardness. The second you’re all through the door, you’re headed for your room.

“I’ll be unpacking, try not to need me until tomorrow. “

You disappear down the hall, and Dean just frowns. When both brothers turn to Mick, he’s confused.

“What?”

“Dude, just talk to her. She’s been a pain in the ass because of whatever weird thing you both have going on. Hurry up and just tell her what happened so we can all just make it through a case without a painfully quiet five hour drive.”

Mick felt like that would be a bad idea. It’s clear that the last person you wanted to talk to was him, but Dean was right. This needed to be sorted.

Mick nods, following down the hall.

“Grab the first aid kit, just in case she pops him.” Dean advises.

At this point, Sam isn’t even surprised.

Walking down the hall, Mick slows his steps when he comes to your room. Usually he’s all about manners, but you’ve been unnaturally hostile, so there’s really nothing else he could do to get you angrier. He opens the door and the second he’s there, you register it closing and you just let out a sound of annoyance.

“Dean, I said I would be unavailable until tomorrow.”

“Sorry to burst your bubble, love.”

The accent just added to your agitation.

“I thought you Brits were all about being gentlemen.”

“When the occasion calls for it, we are.”

You snort, unzipping your bag as you stay on task.

“I’m not usually one to read into these types of matters, but you’ve been quite withdrawn as of late and even more curt with me. Have I done something?”

“It’s nothing, you’re overthinking.”

“I don’t think I am.”

His line of questions was worsening your mood.

He would have let it go, but there was more to it.

He could tell.

You refused to look at him, still unpacking your bag that was on your bed.

For some reason you seemed extra harsh with him. Your words were a little tighter and your interactions felt strained. At the start he didn’t think much of it. After all, the both of you hadn’t exactly been best lads. Yet, as his mind trailed back to the start of that behavior it became clear.

This was more than just impatience for his bad hunting.

It must have been…

“You remember everything, don’t you?”

You froze in place, hands gripping the bag.

His little confrontation here in your room was like a reminder of that evening, and when you turned, recognition sparked in his eyes. He could see it.

He was right.

“Why did you lie?”

It didn’t make sense.

Though now your attitude is starting to add up.

“Because it’s wrong!!”

Your yell wasn’t what he expected, and you were wearing that look again.

Not anger specifically, but fear.

“I-I can’t have feelings for you because if I do and you…you betray us then I..”

You were close to tears, and suddenly it made sense. You’d been fighting these feelings for who knows how long, just to protect yourself. You’re scared. You’ve voiced on many occasions how much you love the boys, Cas, Mary. How you would risk everything to keep them safe. So of course a potential threat to them would terrify you.

Mick takes a step forward.

“I would sooner take my life.”

His statement was sobering, and when he looked at you, moving closer, you could see the sincerity in his eyes.

He is standing right in front of you, pleading for you to have faith, believe in him.

“I may not have come into this partnership with the same views as you and the Winchesters, but I understand now what’s important. Trust, your trust means everything to me. I would never betray that.”

You released a breath, hands a bit shaky. It had taken everything in you to stay strong, to pretend that those feelings didn’t exist, but it was hard. Looking at him everyday, and acting like you didn’t want to be closer. Reaching out, you cup his cheeks, and his eyes soften. Swallowing, you move closer, and his breath staggers with each inch that disappears.

The second your lips touch, it feels like no time has passed. Like that day in the bedroom had just happened. Your arms wrap around his body and he holds you close, a soft appreciative hum echoing in the space. Your hands tug at his hair, lips joining and parting with a sense of urgency. Before you know what’s happening, you’re pushing your bag off the bed, and he’s guiding you down against the mattress, climbing on top.

After an array of hurried kisses, he finally pulls away, breathless. You lick your lips, legs tightening around his hips.

“I take it, you know what third base is now love?”

His cheeky comment makes your cheeks flush and you can only offer a half hearted glare.

“S-Shut up.”

You grumble.

He just smiles, leaning back in to capture your lips. 

[firewolf-pyro]

A collection of kills to end the year off.

The little rex just - sat down and let us kill it. It was so sad- but we were so hungry. Thank you for your snackrifice little rex.

And the nycta? Bad luck. We were dead out of stamina- you just fell in the worst spot possible.

Also… we stole the titans kill off of a pair of ceratos. We still killed it but it was being hunted by the ceratos first.

[granddameinfluencerparadise]

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[highsocietyinfluencerparadise]

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[whatsuruning]

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[luxuryangelbaby]

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[cerealkiller740]

1977 Hunt’s Manwich Sauce

[xiosandrafirelyte]

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[autoneurotic]

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