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“dean would never!!” he called his mom a “babe” and asked which girls were legal, he SO would

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Sweating my ass off despite the AC thinking of the Winchester boys rotting away in some musty cabin in the woods. I always see teenchesters paired with hot American summers and small towns and long drives and late night beers but what if we take all that and make them a liiiiittle more ✨feral✨?

Take away the small town, the back roads, the diners, the motel pools. Just them and the woods and their food rations that they have to drive like two hours into town for.

Maybe Dean gets lazy and he's sticky and hot damnit and he doesn't particularly feel like sitting his ass on scorching leather for a total of four hours. So he sharpens a stick and spears some fish or maybe he shoots something small they can cook over a fire. Eventually, they figure why bother even driving into town? They've got plenty of beans and potatoes and shit. As long as Dean keeps the protein coming, they're fine where they are.

Maybe they're shuffling through the forest looking for firewood when they stumble upon a creek. It's scorching, Sam's already got half his clothes bunched up in the grass, why not cool off? It sure beats the brown-tinged water trickling out of the mildewy shower head. Sighing as the cold, crystal water hits their sore bodies and shaking off like wet dogs. Their nudity obscured by the murky brown water their bodies give off and their modesty long forgotten. They're not two guys in the woods, not brothers, not people. They're just dirty bodies getting clean.

Maybe they give up their guns altogether. They get cocky. They like a challenge. They strap on crossbows and sharpen spears. Hunting in unison like they're one collective predator. Circling their prey, Dean closes in, then Sam, it's a dance, getting closer and closer until it's trapped and later, the boys whoop and grin, pumping their bloody fists into the air. Roasting flesh in the warm air as they lock eyes over a fire, gripping the game in their bare hands, tearing chunks off with their teeth. Dean's face is rough with stubble and Sam has black crescents under every fingernail and they're grinning like wild things.

Maybe they stop changing their clothes, stop noticing that that's something you have to do. They're sweaty and dirty and their jeans are more holes than pants. Shirts are seen as functional, something to cover you from the sun and something to strip off and mop up blood, shrugging it back on after with little care because hey the blood is dry, who cares? Shyness becomes a thing of the past as they check each other for tics and cuts, rough hands on untouched skin, thick fingers in fine strands of hair brushing out leaves, grooming each other like apes.

Maybe there's a little pent up aggression, a little too much energy. Maybe they're still bursting with adrenaline after a successful hunt (only it's an animal, it's prey, making them the predator this time) and they've just gotta get that energy out. Maybe they wrestle each other into the ground, snarling like dogs but they're laughing when they get pinned because they're just playing. They don't actually want to hurt each other, even when they get a little rough and start pulling hair or nipping at necks or kneeing crotches. Not even when they're rolling around in the sticks and leaves, until one of them is straddling the other's chest, sweat dripping onto him, panting in victory. They're just playing.

Maybe they lose their need for language altogether. Silly little words like "as" and "the" disappearing from their speech until their conversations almost exclusively consist of their own names, said with various inflections. "Hey Sam, can you go find some wood?" turns into "Sammy, wood" turns into "Sammy" with an imperceptible twitch of Dean's head towards the forest and Sam knows exactly what he means. Maybe they never quite shake the habit, making people around them uncomfortable as Sam grins slyly across the table and just goes, "Dean?" without lifting his eyes from his plate. Only to find Dean staring back at him, scolding "Sammy!" while the rest of the world is oblivious to what the fuck any of it means.

Maybe their sexual urges become functional as well. Jacking off purely to relieve stress and increase attack readiness. It's effective. Efficient. Maybe if one of them is taking a little too long, the other will help out. It's efficient. Functional. Can't have a fellow soldier going into battle distracted. Except there's no battle. They can afford to be distracted, hunting deer is a piece of cake compared to poltergeists. But that's clearly a sign that it's working and they can't stop now, right? Plus there's no one else here. It's perfectly normal. Natural, even. So what if Dean pulls a little harder just to hear Sam whimper and Sam bites a little harder just to hear Dean growl? It's just biology.

Now imagine John rolling up in late August and enrolling these half feral motherfuckers in a high school. "Yo what the fuck man?" when Dean grabs a guy by the scruff of his neck and bares his teeth in a fight. Sam gets jostled in the hall and fucking growls at someone. They never just sit, they're always perching or crouching. They're so twitchy. Their whole head perks up at a loud noise like they're dogs. Sam constantly tugging at his collar, adjusting his waistband, his sleeves, perpetually uncomfortable in all these stuffy clothes. Dean bouncing off the walls bored out of his mind, carving shit into his desk, his shoe, fingers twitching where they're white knuckling his chair because how the fuck do people sit still for fifty fucking minutes?

Having to reintegrate themselves into society before they're Charming Dean and Sweet Sammy again because they just.. forgot how to be human.

Do you?? Do you fucking? Do you get it?? Do you fucking get it??

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Happy Mother’s Day! - or happy parental appreciation day 🌻💚

I know it’s not the same date all around the world but here we go :)

It’s as good as any day to give your loved ones a call ✨ have a fantastic Sunday 🐝

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s1 is just. i love you grainy unfocused shots of cemeteries and foggy roads no one travels. i love you john’s journal as a bible. i love you sam driving the impala casually with dean sleeping in the passenger seat. i love you jessica moore and sarah blake and cassie robinson. i love you dark motels with neon signs and dusty libraries with huge lore books. i love you side character serving as a mirror to the winchesters. i love you cleaning guns and wounds and sharpening of knives and gas stations and flip phones and laptop stickers. i love you small towns where time stands still with something unknowable and hungry lurking in the shadows. i love you angry psychic kid sam and dean trying his best with a leather jacket too big for him. i love you looming presences of john and mary. i love you homemade and flawed equipment. i love you horror and tragedy and blood. i love you dramatic lighting and silhouettes. i love you folklore and local legends. i love you -

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Some of my favorite words and phrases to describe a character in pain

coiling (up in a ball, in on themselves, against something, etc)

panting (there’s a slew of adjectives you can put after this, my favorites are shakily, weakly, etc)

keeling over (synonyms are words like collapsing, which is equally as good but overused in media)

trembling/shivering (additional adjectives could be violently, uncontrollably, etc)

sobbing (weeping is a synonym but i’ve never liked that word. also love using sob by itself, as a noun, like “he let out a quiet sob”)

whimpering (love hitting the wips with this word when a character is weak, especially when the pain is subsiding. also love using it for nightmares/attacks and things like that)

clinging (to someone or something, maybe even to themselves or their own clothes)

writhing/thrashing (maybe someone’s holding them down, or maybe they’re in bed alone)

crying (not actual tears. cry as in a shrill, sudden shout)

dazed (usually after the pain has subsided, or when adrenaline is still flowing)

wincing (probably overused but i love this word. synonym could be grimacing)

doubling-over (kinda close to keeling over but they don’t actually hit the ground, just kinda fold in on themselves)

heaving (i like to use it for describing the way someone’s breathing, ex. “heaving breaths” but can also be used for the nasty stuff like dry heaving or vomiting)

gasping/sucking/drawing in a breath (or any other words and phrases that mean a sharp intake of breath, that shite is gold)

murmuring/muttering/whispering (or other quiet forms of speaking after enduring intense pain)

hiccuping/spluttering/sniffling (words that generally imply crying without saying crying. the word crying is used so much it kinda loses its appeal, that’s why i like to mix other words like these in)

stuttering (or other general terms that show an impaired ability to speak — when someone’s in intense pain, it gets hard to talk)

staggering/stumbling (there is a difference between pain that makes you not want to stand, and pain that makes it impossible to stand. explore that!)

recoiling/shrinking away (from either the threat or someone trying to help)

pleading/begging (again, to the threat, someone trying to help, or just begging the pain to stop)

Feel free to add your favorites or most used in the comments/reblogs!

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What to use instead of 'said'

Normally:

• added • replied • answered • stated • announced • questioned • asked • mentioned • remarked

Loudly:

• cheered • shouted • yelled • demanded • barked • blurted • growled • scolded •snorted

Softly:

• muttered • murmured • mumbled • uttered • stuttered • hissed • moaned • mouthed

Emotionally:

• begged • cried • confessed • complained • promised • pleaded

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It is not "just an opinion" and we cannot "agree to disagree" WHEN IT IS LITERALLY THE LIVES OF PEOPLE. GENOCIDE. ETHINIC CLEANSING. ISRAEL DOING WAR CRIMES WITH THE USA'S HELP.

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Why haven’t I seen anyone talk about the fact that the only reason Harry Potter and the war lasted as long as it did is because Hermione and Mcgonagall were using magic instead of bullets. Ik for a fact Minnie wouldn’t been packing at all times, like all they needed to do was give the ghosts of Hogwarts a Glock and none of this would’ve happened.

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So we all know that will has a tattoo right, well it got me thinking that what if most demigods had tattoos. I know why would a bunch of 13-16 year olds have tattoos. Well during WWII tattoos got popular among solders for identification purposes and it’s most likely the same for demigods, we all know demigods can go through horribly tragic deaths and that can cause them to be mostly unidentifiable and tattoos help that.

Also imagine demigods get like little symbols or doodle to represent quests or monsters they’ve fought as like a way of telling their stories, kinda like Maui.

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If it’s not revealed that Alexander Hamilton is a child of Hermes at some point in the series-

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Low key wish they made Medusa one of those characters where you don’t see they’re face like the secretary in power-puff girls or the parents in the loud house for the first few seasons.

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I have a headcanon that a lot of demigods struggle with substance abuse.

Now hear me out most demigod have adhd and the likelihood for children with adhd to abuse substances is two to three times more likely than children in the general population and not only that but we find out that demigods are usually seen as “troublemakers” and/or “delinquents” which means they probably find themselves in the wrong crowd.

Now this is all good info but there’s also the fact that nicotine is a stimulant and stimulants are what people with adhd use to manage their symptoms because they affect dopamine and norepinephrine making it easier to concentrate.

And there’s also the fact that there’s currently a “vaping epidemic” with vaping becoming increasingly popular in American high schools and a lot of the time middle schools as well.

And in conclusion I’ve just spent the last half hour researching why people with adhd are more likely to become substance abusers.

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so I just watched the hunger games: ballad of songbirds and snakes, and all I’m hearing about it is “Lucy grey is related to Katniss” this and “katniss reminds snow of Lucy greg that” but you know what I’m not hearing is that Lucy greys swimsuit or whatever she was wearing when she jumped in the water is- from what I can see, crochet.

And that is honestly such a headcanon, that Lucy grey- and probably other districts, use crochet and other fiber arts like, knit, or even Tunisian crochet to make clothes, blankets, and other things of need, anyone who crochets knows you can make almost anything with it, and because the people in the districts are most of the time extremely poor this would make sense as a way to get necessities. I mean just imaging Lucy grey wearing crochet clothes.

Not only that but I could see people in the districts giving and receiving crochet or knit things for presents or congratulation.

One thing wrong with is the prices of yarn, I haven’t read the books and aren’t that deep in the fandom so I wouldn’t know weather it’s cheap or not but I still like the idea.