#[ 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚜 / mary winchester ]

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"You know @hcllchesters, maybe one day we'll all be able to stop hunting and just... have Sunday dinner like a normal family."

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sarah miller ( @unbearablyindifferent ) liked for a starter

"Are you ready for this?" Mary asked, or more like announced as she entered Sarah's Spot. "We're going to make my famous banana chip waffles today. Because I'm craving them. That's the only reason." Whether she was serious about them being famous or not, nobody would ever know. But they sure as hell were good.

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@dxmonborn “They didn’t get their sense of humour from me. I’m actually funny. Must have been from their dad.”

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sam winchester ( @stanfordprepped ) said: “I thought I could trust you…” to mary winchester

Mary sucked in a heavy breath, and then let it out all at once. Oh. That one hurt. Honestly, she was surprised that Sam had ever trusted her in the first place. After all, she hadn't exactly been a fixture in his life. He never got the chance to know her. No matter how much she wished she could have been around, no matter how hard she might have tried, no matter how many times she may or may not have prayed... she hadn't been a part of his life.

She was fleeting for him. So the fact that he had trusted her at all should have been something that made her happy. Except that he was saying he had trusted her... and she had broken that trust. Ceased to earn it. And that stung. "I never meant to betray that trust, Sam." She finally whispered, eyes averted and gaze cast down. "Ever."

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"So you're... my husband's adopted child?" Mary said slowly to @hcllchesters. She wasn't even going to ask about the other bits. Yet. This was gonna be hard to wrap her head around.

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@unbearablyindifferent gets a one liner from Mary!

"I could get over you stealing my little boy from me, but I can not get over how good this pie is."

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For a moment, she thought he was John. But then she realized otherwise. With a heavy sigh, she moved closer to him, and with a quick snap of her wrist she was slapping him in the face. For a second, she was glaring at him... then she was smiling. "I'm still mad you ruined my wedding." Mary announced, obviously teasing before she was throwing her arms around him, not giving a damn about things he's done that she's heard whispers of since she's been back and just holding him.

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𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚 𝒄𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒍

     "Hey you don’t know where I can find a map do you? I’m not entirely sure where I am..." Or when she was. Or how she got there. Though that wasn’t something she was about to tell the other person. She could figure out the how after she figured out the where.

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𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 : ❝ I never thought we'd make it out alive ❞

She could have told @tvintedspvrk that she always made it out alive - it wasn't exactly a lie, after all. Even when she had died, Mary still came back. Still, when she had found out that her girl had been planning on going on a hunt all by herself? Well, Mary wasn't about to have that. Though she trusted Brook to fight and take care of herself - honestly, she trusted her with that more than she trusted her boys sometimes - she had had a bad feeling about it. "Yeah. Good thing you had backup." Mary replied instead, teasing her a bit.

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dean winchester ( @righteousmandownunder ) gets a starter

"Boys!" Mary hollered through the bunker as she arrived back from the hunt she went on by herself. She was a capable hunter, and while the boys knew it, the blonde was also aware that they worried about here. "I brought pie!" The Winchester added, knowing that at least that would bring Dean out of the woodwork.

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"So...I tried making pie and there's definitely no need to go into the kitchen." (For older Mary)

Mary looked at her son for a moment. Her mouth opened to reply... but closed again before she said a word. For an instant, she didn't know what to say in response, but after that initial moment she found herself rising from her spot. "Right. Should I be expecting a mess, or a fire?" She asked, amused as she came up to him, and kissed his forehead. "I would have gone to pick up pie if you wanted, you know." / @righteousmandownunder

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the angel azrael ( @azrahel ) said: " you’re not alone. you never were. " to mary winchester

Oh, but it felt like she was. It felt like she had been abandoned by God long ago, and so in turn had her family. Mary looked at the angel speaking to her, torn between a hot fury and a resignation to what had happened in the past. "Maybe I'm not now." She agreed after a moment of silence. "But I sure as hell was back then. Surrounded by my little family, but so alone. And then dead. And then back. And then dead. And now what? Now what purpose do I have? My boys are grown. They're hunters. And I'm not alone? What? Because you're here watching over me? Sure. Okay."

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negan winchester ( @ngnwnchstr ) said: “I just wanted to make sure you’re okay.” to mary winchester

This day was a painful one when it should have been anything but. In a perfect world, her and John would have been on a little vacation, somewhere warm and sweet, just being together. But the world was far from perfect, and Negan coming to check on her was not the cure all that he likely wanted it to be. Mary wouldn’t look at him. It hurt too much.

She nursed not just a glass of whiskey, but the whole bottle. Looking off into the distance, almost like she were looking straight through him, she brought it to her lips. “It’s my anniversary, Negan.” Mary replied, voice soft, a little broken. “I’m not even a little bit okay.” She let her tongue dart over her lips and took another swig before offering it up to him. Finally, finally she was looking at him. But God did it hurt. She knew he wasn’t John. But he sure looked like him. Even if she could always tell the difference. Even back then. “Not even a little bit.”

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<anon> hey mary, what's your favorite memory of sam?

     Oh. Wow. That was a bit of a loaded question, if you asked her. After all, the blonde had had very few memories of her second born son at all by the time she died. They had barely had a chance to make them when it was burned away. If you asked her what her strongest memory was? It would have been the moment she walked into that nursery, until the moment she went from burning alive on the roof staring down at her son, cries deafened by the flames. Instead, she shrugged softly. “Sam always had the best little laugh as a baby. A big, bright smile. My favorite memory from then would be the way he’d light up when his brother held him.” // @tobeblamed jk not actually this was an anon

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- - - - - SARAH @unbearablyindifferent​

     “Hold on. Let me get this straight. I died in the... your past my future but now I’m here and you’re… married to my son?”

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mary campbell ( supernatural ) open thread

"Hey you don’t know where I can find a map do you? I’m not entirely sure where I am...” Or how she got there. Though that wasn’t something she was about to tell the other person. She could figure out the how after she figured out the where.