#` ִ ☆゙ ۫ 👻 ֶָ ࣪ 𓂅 › ruinedmyself › ⌗ julianna and sam .

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𝗝𝗨𝗟𝗜𝗔𝗡𝗡𝗔 𝗪𝗘𝗦𝗧𝗕𝗥𝗢𝗢𝗞 𝗜𝗡𝗖𝗢𝗥𝗥𝗘𝗖𝗧 𝗤𝗨𝗢𝗧𝗘𝗦 : 5 / ∞ featuring sam winchester ( @ruinedmyself )

— 𝙢𝙪𝙩𝙪𝙖𝙡𝙨 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 / 𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘨 —

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𝗝𝗨𝗟𝗜𝗔𝗡𝗡𝗔 𝗪𝗘𝗦𝗧𝗕𝗥𝗢𝗢𝗞 𝗖𝗔𝗠𝗘𝗥𝗔 𝗥𝗢𝗟𝗟 : 11 / ∞ featuring sam winchester ( @ruinedmyself )

— 𝙢𝙪𝙩𝙪𝙖𝙡𝙨 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 / 𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘨 —

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𝗝𝗨𝗟𝗜𝗔𝗡𝗡𝗔 𝗪𝗘𝗦𝗧𝗕𝗥𝗢𝗢𝗞 𝗖𝗔𝗠𝗘𝗥𝗔 𝗥𝗢𝗟𝗟 : 5 / ∞ jules is arrested for trespassing after falling behind during a hunt , about to be booked when she hears a familiar voice entering the precinct . ( not pictured : almost definitely @ruinedmyself )

— 𝙢𝙪𝙩𝙪𝙖𝙡𝙨 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 / 𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘨 —

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cont'd from here for @ruinedmyself

⸺  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒  𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐒  𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋  𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐋   that   working   with   the   winchesters   has   been   the   sole   catalyst   for   being   so   close   to   the   end   of   a   hunt   so   soon   .   she   and   sam   have   ᴘʟᴀʏᴇᴅ   ᴛʜᴇɪʀ   ᴜɴᴅᴇʀᴄᴏᴠᴇʀ   ʀᴏʟᴇꜱ   incredibly   well   ,   gaining   valuable insight   while   blending   into   different   crowds   by   way   of   casual   pda   and   inconspicuous   canoodling   .   while   the   pristine   ¢σммυηι¢αтιση   αη∂   тєαмωσяк   between   the   pair   has   led   them   d i r e c t l y   t o   t h e   l o c a t i o n   of   the   coven   for   which   they're   looking   ,   jules   cannot   pretend   that   the   close   proximity   has   not   come   with   additional   effects   ;   namely   ,   𝚄𝙽𝙲𝙷𝙴𝙲𝙺𝙴𝙳   𝙵𝙴𝙴𝙻𝙸𝙽𝙶𝚂   𝙵𝙾𝚁   𝙰   𝚆𝙸𝙽𝙲𝙷𝙴𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚁   .

the   giggles   which   bubble   from   parted   lips   are   𝓬𝓵𝓸𝓼𝓮   𝓮𝓷𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓱   𝓽𝓸   𝔀𝓪𝓻𝓶   𝓽𝓱𝓮   𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓶𝓲𝓼   of   the   younger   of   the   brothers   ,   petite   digits   carding   through   his   hair   in   search   of   imaginary   debris   as   the   weight   of   her   torso   rests   against   his   chest   .   only   after   another   few   moments   of   teasing   does   it   truly   register   ʲᵘˢᵗ   ʰᵒʷ   ᶜˡᵒˢᵉ   ᵗʰᵉʸ   ʳᵉᵃˡˡʸ   ᵃʳᵉ   .   the   smile   slips   from   her   countenance   ,   replaced   with   an   expression   born   of   N E R V O U S   S O L E M N I T Y   as   she   pulls   back   just   enough   to   look   him   in   the   eye   .

doe   like   optics   flicker   between   hazel   counterparts   𝚊𝚗𝚍   𝚝𝚑𝚎   𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚜   𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑   𝚕𝚒𝚎   𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚠   𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖   ,   wondering   more   than   ever   what   it   would   feel   like   to   have   them   pressed   against   hers   in   a   context   unrelated   to   the   case   .   a   nervous   ,   shaky   breath   escapes   as   her   hands   slip  free  of  cropped  tresses   ,   ᴅʀɪꜰᴛɪɴɢ   ᴛᴇɴᴅᴇʀʟʏ   ᴅᴏᴡɴ   ᴛʜᴇ   ꜱɪᴅᴇꜱ   ᴏꜰ   ꜱᴀᴍ'ꜱ   ᴄʜᴇᴇᴋꜱ   before   coming   to   rest   upon   the   broad   expanse   of   his   chest   .   ❝   sam   (  . . .  )   ?   ❞   the   word   is   hardly   audible   as   it   cascades   from   a   trembling   mouth   ,   fingers   curling   softly   into   the   fabric   of   his   shirt   as   she   attempts   to   ask   αη  υηѕρσкєη  qυєѕтιση   ;   a   request   for   P E R M I S S I O N   .   

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send ✨ to trace my muse’s freckles / 🥹🥹

send ✨ to trace my muse’s freckles !

⸺  𝗪𝗛𝗔𝗧𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗥  𝗛𝗘'𝗦  𝗔𝗕𝗢𝗨𝗧  𝗧𝗢  𝗗𝗢  ,  𝗦𝗛𝗘  𝗞𝗡𝗢𝗪𝗦  as  soon  as  he  leans  in  that  it's  going  to  be  sweet  as  all  hell  .  the  huntress  is  naturally  proven  right  ,  a  soft  smile  lifting  the  corners  of  her  lips  as  a  job  -  worn  digit  is  lifted  to  her  countenance  .  affection  gleams  behind  bisker  irises  as  sam  begins  to  trace  lightly  the  pathways  between  particular  freckles  ,  studying  the  hazel  pools  which  focus  so  intently  on  the  task  .  the  apples  of  scarlet  cheeks  become  more  and  more  pronounced  ,  a  full grin  overtaking  her  visage  by  the  time  his  finger  comes  to  a  stop  .  a  small  shake  of  the  head  precedes  the  gentle  kiss  placed  to  the  older  hunter's  lips  , nose scrunching as it presses against the tip of his .  ❝  were  you  making  any  particular  shape  ,  or  just  being  generally  adorable  ?  ❞

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“I don't want to ruin this the way I ruin everything else in my life.”

⸺ 𝗖𝗔𝗡𝗬𝗢𝗡𝗦 𝗖𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗦𝗘 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗗𝗘𝗥𝗠𝗜𝗦 𝗕𝗘𝗧𝗪𝗘𝗘𝗡 semi - plucked brows as she pulls the neck of his her shirt down over her head , bisker gaze flickering over to the pensive form of her boyfriend as he speaks . she slips into his lap , small hands lifting to cup each cheek and lean into his line of sight to command his full attention . ❝ baby , hey , look at me . ❞ a deep , meaningful kiss precedes the rest of her statement , a gesture of genuine affection which the huntress hopes will convey the absurdity of this particular fear . ❝ you couldn't mess this up if you tried . . . i love you , sam , ❞ jules breathes , digits tangling into tresses of cropped chestnut as she gently massages the base of his scalp . ❝ that's not something i say lightly , so just . . . know that i mean it . ❞

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[ carry ] after receiver falls asleep in an inconvenient place, sender carries them to a bed and tucks them in

prompts for ordinary things that feel intimate .

⸺  𝗜𝗧  𝗜𝗦  𝗧𝗥𝗨𝗟𝗬  𝗦𝗢𝗥𝗧  𝗢𝗙  𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗗  𝗕𝗟𝗢𝗪𝗜𝗡𝗚  ,  the  number  of  perks  a  small  stature  can bring  to  life  on  the  road  .  for  instance  ,  the  back  of  the  impala  :  where  some  see  a  row  of  passenger  seats  exists  an  entire  bed  on  nights  such  as  these  ,  the  huntress'  head  resting  atop  sam's  lap  as  her  legs  drape  over  the  rest  of  the  seat  .  while  not  one  hundred  percent  comfortable  ,  the  space  is  not  inconsiderable  as  she  dozes  in  and  out  ,  the  whispered  voices  of  all  three  winchester  siblings  providing  a  sort  of  white  noise  with  which  jules  manages  at  last  to  fall  asleep  .

the  next  that  consciousness  creeps  in  ,  a  swinging  sensation  throws  her  off  until  it  registers  that  it  is  only  sam  ;  bisker  optics  shut  once  more  as  he  scoops  her  up  out  of  the  vehicle  and  moves  with  quick  strides  to  get  her  warm  and  comfortable  in  bed  .  while  the  process  does  roust  her  a  touch  ,  the  expression  she  wears  is  filled  with  affection  and  reverence  as  her  boyfriend  finally  crawls  in  to  join  her  .  ❝  hi  ,  ❞  the  brunette  sleepily  murmurs  ,  lips  curved  upward  as  she  eagerly  folds  in  close  .  

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"Your stunned look, I take it, is your way of saying 'brilliant idea!'"

house sentences volume ten .

⸺  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐁𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄  𝐆𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒  𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐃𝐋𝐘   around   her   boyfriend's   arm   and   over   to   his   v i s i b l y   u n c o m f o r t a b l e   siblings   .   she'd   been   about   to   pack   her   things   into   the   van   ,   heart   sinking   with   the reality  of  another goodbye   when   he'd   approached   with   his   inquiry   .   ❝   sam   ,   𝕚𝕥'𝕤   𝕞𝕪   𝕨𝕒𝕪   𝕠𝕗   𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘   𝕚𝕗   𝕪𝕠𝕦'𝕣𝕖   𝕤𝕦𝕣𝕖   ( . . .  )   i   want   to   say   yes   ,   of   course   ;   i'd   give   ANYTHING   to   travel   with   you   full   time   .   not   having   to   say   goodbye   again   sounds   incredible   ,   and   so   does   working   actual   cases   all   the   time   .   𝙱𝚄𝚃   𝚃𝙷𝙾𝚂𝙴   𝚃𝚆𝙾   𝙻𝙾𝙾𝙺   𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙳𝚈   𝚃𝙾   𝙲𝚁𝚄𝙲𝙸𝙵𝚈   𝙼𝙴   (   .   .   .   )   if   i   come   with   you   ,   is   it   gonna   be   weird   with   them   forever   ?   ❞

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[text] You left your left your underwear at my place…

text message prompts .

[ sms : sam 💕 ] oh god , tell me you're the one that found them ... [ sms : sam 💕 ] also , sounds like a reason for you to come to my room to me ...... 😏

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❛  here, you look like you need this more than me right now.  ❜ while handing her his massive fucking carhartt because for some reason her jacket isn’t warm enough and he’s always 100° anyways.

random dialogue sentence starters .

⸺  𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇  𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄  𝐈𝐒  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄   chorus   of   nauseated   groans   from   his   siblings   ,   all   that   holds   her   focus   is   the   goofy   smile   which   has   threaded   across   sam's   lips   .   shivers   wrack   her   body   as   jules   shrugs   on   the   jacket   ,  αвѕσℓυтєℓу   ѕωιммιηg   ιη   тнє   gαямєηт   ,   and   reaches   up   for   a   quick   peck   before   following   him   into   the   back   seat   of   the   impala   for   the   l o n g   t r i p   a h e a d   .   ❝   where   are   we   going   ,   again   ?   ❞   the   huntress   inquires   ,   teeth   still   chattering   𝙰𝚂   𝚂𝙷𝙴   𝙻𝙸𝙵𝚃𝚂   𝚃𝙷𝙴   𝙰𝚁𝙼   𝙾𝙵   𝚃𝙷𝙴   𝚈𝙾𝚄𝙽𝙶𝙴𝚂𝚃   𝚆𝙸𝙽𝙲𝙷𝙴𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚁   to   duck   beneath   and   curl  in  close   .   

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“ good girl — “

send me " good boy / girl " for my muse's reaction to your muse saying that to them !

⸺  𝐒𝐇𝐄  𝐇𝐀𝐃  𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍  𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐘  𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐃  𝐎𝐅   the   takedown   to   begin   with   ,   dealing   the   final   blow   to   a   particularly   tough   WENDIGO   as   the   winchesters   ˡᵒᵒᵏᵉᵈ   ᵒⁿ   ᶠʳᵒᵐ   ᵃ   ᶠᵉʷ   ˢᵗᵉᵖˢ   ᵇᵉʰⁱⁿᵈ   .   it's   not   until   the   youngest   of   the   siblings   mutters   those   two   words   ,   however   ,   that   jules'   lips   curl   upward   into  a  coy smirk   .   she   ignores   the   αυ∂ιвℓє   gяσαηιηg   from   dean   and   brooklyn   ,   preening   as   she   wipes   her   blade   and   strides   over   to   pull   him   down   into   a   brief   ,   firm   kiss   .   ❝   i’ll   show   you   tonight   𝓳𝓾𝓼𝓽   𝓱𝓸𝔀   𝓰𝓸𝓸𝓭   𝓲   𝓪𝓶   ,   ❞   the   huntress   taunts   ,   delivering   another   quick   peck   before   returning   her   a t t e n t i o n   to   the   scene   at   hand   .

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✿ 😘

send me a  ✿  and i’ll fill out the template below. bold for things i could definitely see or want, italics for things i could see or am unsure of and striked out for things i don’t want or cannot see.

FRIENDSHIP .     childhood friends  /  work buddies or coworkers  /  family friends  /  friends with benefits  /  smoking buddies  /  adventure buddies  /  fake friends  /  recently friends  /  party buddies  /  friendship of need  /  dying friendship  /  circumstantial friendship  /  partners in crime  /  old friendship  /  [ your muse ] is the good influence  /  [ your muse ] is the bad influence  /  [ my muse ] is the good influence  /  [ my muse ] is the bad influence  /  opposites attract  /  ride or die  /  frenemies  /  roommates or flatmates  /  penpals  /  exes to friends  /  enemies to friends  /  other

ROMANCE .     childhood sweethearts  /  [ your muse is mines ] childhood crush  /  [ my muse is yours ] childhood crush  /  exes  /  exes to lovers  /  forbidden lovers  /  highschool sweethearts  /  secret relationship  /  opposites attract  /  long distance  /  unrequited [ from your muses side ]  /  unrequited [ from my muses side ]  /  unrequited [ from both sides ]  /  skinny love  /  friends to lovers  /  enemies to lovers  /  spurious relationship  /  power couple  /  newly entered  /  soulmates [ metaphorical ]  /  soulmates  [ literal ]  /  awkward  /  turning toxic  /  toxic love  /  cheating [ on your muse ]  /  cheating [ with your muse ]  /  other 

FAMILIAL .     siblings [ half ]  /  siblings [ step ]  /  [ my muse ] is an older sibling figure to your younger sibling figure  /  [ my muse ] is a younger sibling figure to your older sibling figure muse  /  [ my muse ] is a parental figure to yours  /  [ my muse ] is a child figure to your muse  /  guardian figure  /  legal guardian  /  adoptive child  /  foster child  /  [ your muse ] is taken under mines wing  /  [ my muse ] is taken under yours wing  /  other

ANTAGONISTIC .     dangerous to each other  /  dangerous to others  /  unpredictable  /  rivals  /  petty  /  developing into sexual or romantic tension  /  based off family matters  /  based of off circumstance  /  based of professional matters  /  based off misunderstanding or lies  /  conflict of ideology  /  betrayal  /  hero - villain dynamic  /  enemies  /  fight club  /  friends turned enemies  /  lovers turned enemies  /  exes turned enemies  /  other 

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[ crowd ] in a busy, noisy crowd, sender leans in to receiver to speak to them

action prompts for leaning . // semi - plotted

⸺   𝐅𝐎𝐑  𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐄  𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐒   where   hunting   is   concerned   ,   jules   cannot   help   the   fascinated  amusement   that   comes   with   watching   ѕαм   ωιη¢нєѕтєя   attempt   to   flirt   .   it   had   been   pure   chance   that   she   and   the   guys   had   come   across   the   brothers   ,   the   cases   on   which   both   sets   of   hunters   have   been   working   REACHING   A   COINCIDENTAL   MEETING   POINT   in   the   form   of   one   specific   ,   unidentified   witch   .   once   an   incredibly   reluctant   dean   had   agreed   to   work   with   the   ghostfacers   ,   it   had   taken   only   a   few   interviews   to   work   out   where   the   woman   might   be   that   night   ;   𝕒 𝕛𝕒𝕫𝕫 𝕔𝕝𝕦𝕓   ,   of   all   places   .

𝙸𝚃   𝚆𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳   𝙱𝙴   𝙰   𝙳𝙸𝙵𝙵𝙸𝙲𝚄𝙻𝚃   𝚁𝙴𝙲𝙾𝙽   𝙼𝙸𝚂𝚂𝙸𝙾𝙽   ,   the   group   as   a   whole   coming   to   the   conclusion   that   it   would   be   in   their   best   interest   to   send   as   few   of   them   inside   the   club   as   possible   ʷʰⁱˡᵉ   ᵗʰᵉ   ᵒᵗʰᵉʳˢ   ᵏᵉᵉᵖ   ᵃ   ᵛⁱˢᵘᵃˡ   ᵒⁿ   ᵗʰᵉ   ᵉˣⁱᵗˢ   .   in   the   end   it   had   been   left   up   to   sam   and   julianna   to   breach   the   interior   ,   𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠  𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐞   enjoying   date   night   and   working   to   determine   the   identity   -   and   the   next   move   -   of   the   witch   .

they   keep   close   to   a   rear   corner   of   the   venue   ,   ᴛᴜᴄᴋᴇᴅ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱʜᴀᴅᴏᴡꜱ   as   lively   musicians   serenade   the   crowd   with   jovial   ,   heartfelt   music   .   truth   be   told   ,   jules   finds   herself   enjoying   the   show   in   itself   ;   and   enjoying   the   shy   ,  ｆｌｕｓｔｅｒｅｄ   timbre   with   which   sam   has   been   speaking   since   they   stepped   through   the   doors   .   the   pair   are   SURELY   a   sight   to   see   ,   looking   like   the   world's   most   uncomfortable   couple   as   his   hands   come   to   rest   hesitantly   atop   petite   shoulders   .   combined   with   an   awkward   ❝   ιѕ   тнιѕ   σкαу   ?   ❞   ,   it   is   all   that   she   can   do   not   to   burst out laughing   and   blow   their   cover   entirely   .

❝   sam   ,   𝓌𝑒'𝓇𝑒   𝓈𝓊𝓅𝓅𝑜𝓈𝑒𝒹   𝓉𝑜   𝒷𝑒   𝒾𝓃   𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒   (  . . .  )   i'm   pretty   sure   we're   giving   off   less   happy   couple   and   more   MIDDLE SCHOOL DANCE   .   ❞   the   column   of   her   spine   rests   back   against   his   torso   ,   diminutive   digits   interlocking   with   rough   ,   𝙱𝙰𝚃𝚃𝙻𝙴  -  𝚆𝙴𝙰𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴𝙳   𝙲𝙾𝚄𝙽𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙿𝙰𝚁𝚃𝚂   as   she   pulls   his   arms   further   around   her   shoulders   and   allows   them   to   fold   comfortably   over   her   chest   .   ❝   you   see   anything   ʎɥɔʇǝʞs   yet   ?   i've   been   scanning   the   stage   and   the   perimeter   ,   but   you   definitely   have   the   ᵇ ᵉ ᵗ ᵗ ᵉ ʳ   ᵛ ᵃ ⁿ ᵗ ᵃ ᵍ ᵉ   ᵖ ᵒ ⁱ ⁿ ᵗ   here  (  . . .  )   ❞