#` ִ ☆゙ ۫ 👻 ֶָ ࣪ 𓂅 late nights staring out the window doing eighty five ⌗ main verse .

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closed | surprise lmfao | @qapsiel

[ sms : teen emu son ] hello son [ sms : teen emu son ] can u get me mcdonalds [ sms : teen emu son ] ur grounded if u say no

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closed // surprise starter based on their ttpd song // @bloodsalted

⸺  𝗦𝗛𝗘'𝗦  𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗖𝗛𝗘𝗗  𝗔𝗧𝗢𝗣  𝗧𝗛𝗘  𝗧𝗥𝗨𝗡𝗞  𝗢𝗙  𝗧𝗛𝗘  𝗖𝗔𝗥  in  the  middle  of  nowhere  ,  watching  as  her  husband  lines  up  some  old  rusty  cans  to  use  for  target  practice  .  he  said  he  was  fine  ,  that  the  crease  in  his  brow  is  from  exhaustion  and  the  heat  of  the  case  .  but  she  knows  him  better  by  now  .  she  won't  pry  ,  only  try  and  distract  him  with  something  she  knows  will  at  least  bring  him  a  sense  of  amusement  ,  if  not  retribution  .  ❝  hey  ,  do  that  impression  you  did  of  your  dad  again  ?  ❞  the  voice  even  more  gruff  than  his  own  ,  brow  furrowed  into  a  no  -  nonsense  ,  take  no  prisoners  expression  with  which  he's  begun  to  blow  off  steam  .  ❝  c'mon  ,  you  even  had  sammy  laughing  last  time  !  ❞

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special singular jules 💍 for @bloodsalted ( NOT ACCEPTING HERE )

⸺  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍  𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇  𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐒�� 𝐇𝐄𝐑   countenance   is   stained   with   trace   signs   of   amusement   ,   though   a   serious   tone   underlays   the   timbre   with   which   she   speaks   .   ❝   uh   ,   so   (  . . .  )   𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒'𝓈   𝒶   𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔   𝑜𝓃   𝓂𝓎   𝒻𝒾𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓇   ,   ❞   the   huntress   murmurs   ,   stating   the   obvious   as   she   plops   down   onto   the   bed   they've   been   sharing   and   reaches   for   dean's   left   hand   .   sure   enough   ,   a   m e t a l b a n d   encircles   his   fourth   digit   as   well   ,   𝙿𝙸𝙴𝙲𝙴𝚂   𝙾𝙵   𝚃𝙷𝙴   𝙿𝚄𝚉𝚉𝙻𝙴   𝚀𝚄𝙸𝙲𝙺𝙻𝚈   𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙸𝙽𝙶   𝚃𝙾𝙶𝙴𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁   .

a   pointed  tongue clicks   behind   pursed   lips   as   her   eyes   narrow   ,   sharp   breath   sucked   in   as   the   нαηgσνєя   ιη∂υ¢є∂   тняσввιηg   which   wracks   her   head   intensifies   .   ❝   okay   ,   so   that's   -   (  . . .  )   w e   d i d   t h a t   (  . . .  )   ❞   her   expression   is   nearly   unreadable   ,   small   digits   lifting   to   gently   massage   the   crown   of   dean's   head   as   has   quickly become   second   nature   when in his presence ; and in his arms   .   ❝   i   - (  . . .  )   𝕕𝕠   𝕪𝕠𝕦   𝕙𝕒𝕥𝕖   𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤   ?   i   kinda   don't   hate   this   ,   ❞   she   shrugs   ,   gaze   locked   on   the   elder   hunter   as   she   attempts   to   gauge   his   reaction   .   ❝   i   sort   of   ꜰɪɢᴜʀᴇᴅ   ᴡᴇ   ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ   ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ   ᴛʜɪꜱ   ᴄɪᴛʏ   without   doing   SOMETHING   impulsive   while   drunk   (  . . .  )   ❞

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@shadowbrn liked for a starter ! - for noah puckerman

⸺  ❝  𝐉𝐄𝐒𝐔𝐒  ,  𝐏𝐔𝐂𝐊  -  𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐑𝐄  𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘  𝐍𝐎𝐓   gonna   let   this   go   ,   are   you   ?   ❞   the   huntress   groans   ,   pivoting   on   her   heels   to   face   her   (  . . .  )   whatever   he   is   .   she   supposes   𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝  𝚒𝚗  𝚒𝚝𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏  𝚒𝚜  𝚝𝚑𝚎  𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚞𝚎   ;   at   least   it   seems   to   be   for   him   .   sure   ,   jules   may   be   concealing   what   one   could   call   feelings   for   the   man   .   it's   felt   heretofore   ˡⁱᵏᵉ   ʰᵉʳ   ᵇᵉˢᵗ   ᵃⁿᵈ   ᵒⁿˡʸ   ᵒᵖᵗⁱᵒⁿ   ;   in   the   world   of   hunting   ,   those   who   get   close   get   hurt   .   and   besides   that   (  . . .  )   N O A H P U C K E R M A N   ,   of   all   people   ?   bisker   hues   squeeze   shut   before   small   hands   are   ultimately   тняσωη   υρ   ιη   ∂єƒєαт   .   ❝   fine   ,   noah   .   okay   ?   fine   (  . . .  )   i   like   you   .   i   like   your   stupid   face   and   your   stupid   voice   and   the   fact   that   you're   stupidly   nice   to   me   and   that   you   let me  steal your stupid clothes   (  . . .  )   𝙸   𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴   𝚈𝙾𝚄   ,   𝙿𝚄𝙲𝙺   .   you   win   .   ❞

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@greedaeye / @a1phapack liked for a one liner !

⸺ ❝ 𝗗𝗢𝗘𝗦 𝗔𝗡𝗬𝗢𝗡𝗘 𝗪𝗔𝗡𝗧 𝗧𝗢 𝗕𝗘 the absolute best and come with me to get groceries ? ❞

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@lcvb1tes liked for a one liner ! - for scott thatcher

⸺ ❝ 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗚𝗢𝗡𝗡𝗔 𝗔𝗦𝗞 𝗙𝗢𝗥 𝗠𝗬 𝗡𝗨𝗠𝗕𝗘𝗥 ? or is this how you look at all the girls you see at the post office ? ❞

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closed // tatted husband 🥹 // @bloodsalted

⸺ ❝ 𝗦𝗢 𝗜𝗙 𝗜 𝗪𝗘𝗥𝗘 𝗧𝗢 𝗔𝗦𝗞 𝗧𝗢 𝗦𝗧𝗢𝗣 and buy a pack of magic markers to color in your tattoos . . . how hard would i have to beg ? ❞

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“Namaste, you frickin’ posers.“

⸺ 𝗦𝗛𝗘 𝗖𝗔𝗡𝗡𝗢𝗧 𝗗𝗘𝗡𝗬 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗙𝗔𝗖𝗧𝗦 ; unfortunately for the sake of the tolerability of both sam and julianna's car rides home , it's a really solid line . they have both been disarmed during the fight , a shifter clone of a yoga instructor gaining the upper hand and pinning her to the wall as sam meets the same dilemma on the opposite side of the room . dean is nowhere to be found , until a cocky whistle floats in from the entryway .

namaste , you frickin' posers .

not a second later two silver bullets have taken out the shifters , pistols flipped and shoved into the waistline of the oldest hunter's jeans as jules falls to the ground coughing . she's up in moments , lips pursed as bisker hues flicker up to emerald counterparts . despite the dire nature of the situation - as evidenced by the stark red handprint now decorating her throat - jules cannot help but let optics roll with playful concession as she rubs the dermis of her neck . ❝ okay , alright . that one was action movie worthy , babe . don't let it go to your head . ❞

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closed // this was supposed to be cuter than it is lmfao // @wolfskrieger

⸺  𝗚𝗜𝗩𝗘𝗡  𝗛𝗜𝗦  𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗧𝗨𝗥𝗘  𝗔𝗟𝗢𝗡𝗘  𝗜𝗧  𝗦𝗛𝗢𝗨𝗟𝗗  𝗡𝗢𝗧  come  as  a  shock  ,  the  manner  in  which  he  lays  waste  to  the  vampire  on  his  own  .  his  strength  is  an  enormous  asset  ,  one  which  has  proven  remarkably  beneficial  in  a  situation  such  as  this  -  one  in  which  julianna  finds  herself  entirely  unprepared  .  it  was  supposed  to  be  an  easy  hunt  ,  a  way  to  dip  her  toes  back  in  without  needing  to  travel  ,  or  call  in  the  facers  ,  or  really  do  much  prep  of  any  kind  .  she'd  overheard  some  fellow  shoppers  at  the  store  a  few  days  before  ,  talking  about  the  weird  happenings  at  an  abandoned  school  the  next  town  over  .  chalk  it  up  to  lack  of  experience  ,  or  just  sheer  stupidity  ;  but  the  huntress  could  have  sworn  that all  signs  pointed  to  a  simple  ghost  .  a  miscalculation  that  had  earned  her  place  pinned  to  the  wall  ;  that  had  nearly  cost  her  her  throat  -  until  leon  had  appeared  in  a  quiet  rage  ,  yanked  the  thing  from  her  in  seconds  ,  and  twisted  off  its  head  before  she  could  even  think  to  search  her  bag  for  a  machete  .

sweat  matted  locks  stick  to  the  dirt  stained  flesh  of  julianna's  neck  ,  small  digits  lifting  as  though  to  ensure  that  it  remains  intact  .  ❝  i  -  i  thought  i  had  it  ,  ❞  she  breathes  ,  lashes  fluttering  closed  .  ❝  i  thought  it  was  an  open  and  shut  case  ,  i  didn't  -  . . .  fuck  ,  i  should  have  thought  of  vampires  .  they're  just  usually  in  groups  ;  i  didn't  think  to  consider  one  could  be  out  here  causing  problems  on  its  own  .  ❞  her  chin  drops  ,  head  heavy  in  her  palms  as  she  avoids  the  eye  of  the  man  before  her  -  avoids  facing  him  after  attempting  to  take  this  on  without  so  much  as  a  note  .  ❝  i  thought  i  would  be  back  in  a  couple  of  hours  ,  ❞  she  sighs  ,  sentiment  muffled  into  the  fabric  of  her  sleeves  before  ,  finally  ,  she  moves  to  get  to  her  feet  . ❝ i'm sorry . . . i fucked up . ❞

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closed // theY // @bloodsalted

[ sms : big nerd 💍 ] wait , so ... [ sms : big nerd 💍 ] if salt gets rid of spooks for a minute [ sms : big nerd 💍 ] and sausage is filled with salt [ sms : big nerd 💍 ] would it go away if u threw sausage at it ?? [ sms : big nerd 💍 ] or like , shot little sausage bullets ?

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closed // @nat-muses has opened the eastern state can of worms

⸺  𝗦𝗛𝗘  𝗦𝗟𝗜𝗣𝗦  𝗢𝗨𝗧  𝗧𝗛𝗘  𝗣𝗔𝗦𝗦𝗘𝗡𝗚𝗘𝗥  𝗗𝗢𝗢𝗥  ,  small  feet  hitting  parking  lot  concrete  as  the  huntress  takes  in  the  nighttime  view  around  her  .  to  one  side  ,  the  looming  presence  of  the  prison's  thirty  foot  exterior  walls  -  dotted  in  each  corner  by  run  down  guard  tower  with  shattered  windows  and  a  heavy  coating  of  rust  .  any  other  direction  ,  however  ,  and  she  only  sees  city  .  an  adorable  ,  artsy  urban  sprawl  which  starkly  contrasts  the  dominating  structure  of  eastern  state  penitentiary  .

❝  guess  we  couldn't  really  have  missed  it  ,  ❞  julianna  snorts  ,  shrugging  on  a  jacket  stolen  from  her  companion  over  her  own  thin  sweatshirt  .  ❝  i  don't  usually  pay  to  investigate  places  ,  but  .  .  .  this  seemed  too  good  to  pass  up  .  did  you  know  al  capone  was  imprisoned  here  ?  ❞

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closed // haven't been weird and silly about them yet today // @bloodsalted

⸺  𝐒𝐇𝐄  𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐒  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐂𝐀𝐑  𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎  𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊   ,   nodding   as   sam   slides   out   to   begin   heading   toward   the   library   -   and   frowning   as   dean   follows   suit   .   ❝   wait   ,   babe   what   -   i   thought   you   were   coming   with   me   ?   𝚒   𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝   𝚍𝚘   𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜   𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚒𝚎𝚠   𝚋𝚢   𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏   ;   we're   talking   about   a   djinn   here   (  . . .  )   what   if   the   neighbor   turns   out   to   be   connected   ?   ❞   nervous   digits   DRUM RAPIDLY   on   the   steering   wheel   ,   inner   cheek   pulled   between   ivory   crowns   as   ᴀ   ʀᴀʀᴇ   ꜱʜᴏᴡ   ᴏꜰ   ꜰᴇᴀʀ   ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇꜱ   ᴇᴠɪᴅᴇɴᴛ   ɪɴ   ᴛʜᴇ   ʜᴜɴᴛʀᴇꜱꜱ'   ꜰᴇᴀᴛᴜʀᴇꜱ   .

jules   is   a   f a s t   l e a r n e r   ;   she's   been   a   quick   study   under   the   guidance   of   her   husband   and   brother   in   law   ,   ᵇᵉᶜᵒᵐⁱⁿᵍ   ˡᵉᵗʰᵃˡ   ᶜᵒᵐᵖᵃʳᵉᵈ   ᵗᵒ   ʰᵉʳ   ᵈᵃʸˢ   ʷⁱᵗʰ   ᵗʰᵉ   ᵍʰᵒˢᵗᶠᵃᶜᵉʳˢ   .   but   this   is   the   first   she's   even   heard   of   a   djinn   ,   much   less   attempted   to   take   one   on   ;   jules   is   𝙽𝙾𝚃   𝚃𝙷𝚁𝙸𝙻𝙻𝙴𝙳   𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷   𝚃𝙷𝙴   𝙸𝙳𝙴𝙰   of   taking   any   risks   .

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closed // nah this had to be a starter lmao // @razorfst

⸺   𝐀   𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐏   𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐇   𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐄𝐒   𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓   chiseled   muscle   as   her   chin   rests   atop   his   chest   ,   hooded   optics   peering   up   at   the   man   in   calm   ,   casual   challenge   .   ❝   it   just   sometimes   feels   like   (  . . .  )   you   look   at   me   and   i   can't   tell   if   you're   upset   .   𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎   𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎   𝚢𝚘𝚞   𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚑   𝚒   𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚗'𝚝   𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚗   𝚝𝚘   𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢   .   ❞   the   huntress'   jaw   sets   as   lashes   flutter   ,   fighting   beyond   all   capability   not   to   allow   the   tears   which   threaten   to   pool   .   ❝   i   gave   up   a   lot   ,   andrei   (  . . .  )   i   made   my   best   friend   l e a v e   m e   b e h i n d   because   i   was   -   𝓫𝓮𝓬𝓪𝓾𝓼𝓮   𝓲   𝓐𝓜   𝓼𝓾𝓻𝓮   𝓪𝓫𝓸𝓾𝓽   𝔂𝓸𝓾   .   i'm   sure   of   how   i   FEEL   about   you   .   ❞

her   countenance   bleeds   with   timid   apprehension   as   jules   wills   herself   to   continue   ,   𝕥𝕠   𝕣𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕖   𝕥𝕙𝕖   𝕓𝕦𝕣𝕕𝕖𝕟   𝕠𝕗   𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘   𝕤𝕙𝕖   𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕕𝕤   𝕥𝕠   𝕤𝕒𝕪   and   get   it   off   her   chest   .   ❝   i   know   we   have   a   good   thing   here   ,   and   i   can   tell   you   think   so   too   ,   most   of   the   time   (  . . .  )   but   ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇꜱ   ɪ   ᴊᴜꜱᴛ   ᴡᴏʀʀʏ   ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ   ɪ'ᴍ   ᴛᴏᴏ   ᴍᴜᴄʜ   .   or   maybe   NOT ENOUGH   .   ❞

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“   I didn’t ‘miss’ the red flags; I saw them and thought that they looked sexy. ”

absolutely unhinged comedic relief .

⸺  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐍  𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇  𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒  𝐓𝐇𝐄   whole   of   the   huntress'   countenance   is   both   p l a y f u l   and   coy   ,   bisker   optics   narrowing   as   the   impala   is   finally   put   into   park   .   one   petite   hand   finds   purchase   indenting   dean's   shoulder   ,   𝓁𝑒𝑔   𝓈𝓁𝒾𝓅𝓅𝒾𝓃𝑔   𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓇   𝓉𝑜𝓅   𝑜𝒻   𝒽𝒾𝓈   𝒶𝓈   𝓈𝒽𝑒   𝓅𝑜𝓈𝒾𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈   𝒽𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑒𝓁𝒻   𝑜𝓃   𝒽𝒾𝓈   𝓁𝒶𝓅   .   ❝   this   was   a   classic   case   of   what   we   in   the   biz   call   entrapment   ,   ❞   jules   quips   ,   lips   PURSING   into   a   feigned   pout   before   brushing   a   teasing   kiss   to   those   of   her   husband   .  

❝   you   were   supposed   to   say   ❛   ʷʰᵃᵗ   ᵃʳᵉ   ʸᵒᵘ   ᵗᵃˡᵏⁱⁿᵍ   ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ   ,   baby   ?   you   don't   have   any   red   flags   ❜   and   then   wax   poetic   about   what   a   ρєяƒє¢т   αηgєℓ   σƒ   α   ωσмαη   i   am   in   every   way   (  . . .  )   ❞

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[text] I'm blocking you.

text message prompts .

[ sms : lily vanily 👯‍♀️ ] okaYOKAYOKAYOKAY I'M SORRY LMAO [ sms : lily vanily 👯‍♀️ ] i take it back ur dad isn't hot OR chill [ sms : lily vanily 👯‍♀️ ] issuing a formal apology to the press

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cont'd from here for @cosmicjest

[ sms : jer 🔥 ] how did i know [ sms : jer 🔥 ] at least come stand catatonic over here ?? [ sms : jer 🔥 ] it's a good look on you , if a little creepy