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"Yeah, sure, cause that's gonna be easy to forget," he muttered, still eying Dean from the corner of his eye. A date, holding hands? None of it sounded like his big brother. Why was everything always so confusing lately? 

  Sometimes he wonders how they got to this point where Sam doesn’t even know what Dean is thinking. They used to be able to read each other all the time, but lately…So, he presses his lips together, shaking his head a little at the weird joke before simply saying, “Dude, no.” 

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"Sometimes I feel like throwing my hand up to the air, I know I can count on you. Sometimes I feel like saying: Lord I just don’t care. You’ve got the love I need to see me through…"

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Sam can feel Dean's eyes on him from time to time, but he ignores it best as he can. To him, this isn't some great, new start where they get to be hunting brothers again. He's just doing this to track down their dad, so he can go back to Stanford, make it to his interview and settle down with Jess. Kinda distracted, he sifts through several articles on the screen, scrolling further down in search for anything that might lead them to what they were looking for. And then Dean was calling for him. Stretching his long limbs, he walks over to his brother to where he's standing behind Dean, leaning half over him to read the article. 

Dean+Sam|| Hunters Reunion

  "Good great." Dean tells him opening up an old newspaper article trying to find something looking over at Sam he smiles, happy to have him with him again he thinks. He doesn’t find anything in that particular news paper so he gets another opening it up and he finds something about what they are looking for. "Hey Sam look at this?" Dean calls his brother over quietly to look at the article. 

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Sometimes he wonders how they got to this point where Sam doesn't even know what Dean is thinking. They used to be able to read each other all the time, but lately...So, he presses his lips together, shaking his head a little at the weird joke before simply saying, "Dude, no." 

  Dean pulls up to the parking lot and gets out looking over at Sam. “I get to hold your hand it’s a date.” Dean smirks at him, pretty much teasing his brother, all though he wouldn’t object to holding Sam’s hand. 

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I have somehow reached 555+ followers. Utterly stunned, I decided to do a thing. <3

Rules;

Must be following me. Only reblogs count. Don’t follow me for the promo, and unfollow right after.R00d. You can reblog multiple times. This should reach at least 30 notes. Only indie RP blogs, please. Any fandom. OCs included. End and announcement of winners: August 26th, midnight (GTM).

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First place:

8 promo GIF posts, over the next 4 weeks. Personalized GIF for your sidebar. A featured link on my blog for an entire month. A verse of your choosing.

Second to fifth place:

4 separate promo posts over the next 2 weeks. Personalized fanmix. 2 simple GIFs each. Joined link promo, thrice.

Sixth to twelfth place:

Two GIF promo’s over 2 weeks.

Thirteenth to fifteenth place:

Single link promo with short description of your blog.

Good luck, darlings!

-Mimi.

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If I follow you & don't roleplay with you...

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Send ✉ for an 2 AM text

-SW- I can't sleep. I blame you for not getting out of my head.

Send ✘ for an unsent text

-SW- I was an idiot not coming back sooner. I really missed you, Sarah.

Send ♣ for a drunk message

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Sam gives Dean a brief funny look, before shaking his head in amusement and turning to look out of the window. At least, he's not singing along this time.

  “Fine Sam after.” Dean tells him, frowning a bit as Sam puts on the radio, but when he doesn’t move the stations Dean smiles and when Ac/Dc comes on he starts beating his hands against the wheel. 

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Send ✉ for an 2 AM text

Send ✘ for an unsent text

Send ☠ for a threatening message

Send ❤ for a lusty/loving/affectionate message

Send ♣ for a drunk message

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"So...where do we go?"

“Just drive until we find a nice spot to park the car and look at the stars? We used to do that a lot, remember, and at least it’d be easy to deal with the demons there —if they really wanna show up tonight.”

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He still couldn't believe she was there, after all this time, and she looked just as beautiful as he remembered. "Uh--Yeah. Are you okay?" 

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"After." Sam takes the passenger seat, turning on the music this time around, but not messing with the stations. "It's not that far, just right ahead, on the strip." 

  “Yeah fine Sam lets go, or we can get something to eat after whatever you want.” Dean tells him rolling his eyes and getting into his baby. “Where the hell is this place?”

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It all started when I lost my mother. No love for myself & no love for another.

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Nodding, because he really couldn't argue with that, he pulled on his jacket, ready to go out. "Yeah, but then we should get going now. I don't wanna get to the museum too late, y'know?"

  “Sure but we are getting something to eat first then we’ll go there.” Dean tells him happy to see the genuine smile on Sam’s face about going to this geeky museum that Sam wanted to go to.