#[jerkxbitchx]

[thesaintpolo]

[w0efulboopsoul]

✎: any other reason; write it down I'm sick bur when I'm well ill message you

I'm looking forward to interacting. Though I'm sorry to hear you're ill. :( I hope it goes away soon, so you can get to feeling better! Besides ill, how are you? 🥰

@jerkxbitchx

[heksery]

"I don't think the world could handle that," Patrick jested. "Look at you and your handsome face, with that voice that should play on a record every single hour of every day. You're plenty hot as is. Add me to that, and we'll blow minds," he added with a confident smirk, leaning closer to Dean so their shoulders brushed as he walked with him.

Dean smiled at him as he said he was glad they were on the same side now. “You know we could have went enemies to lovers too that would have been hot.” Dean chuckled as he tucked his arm in Patrick’s as they got out of the impala and headed into the resturant.

[thechaosmuses]

a canon one liner from Eden Cruz for @jerkxbitchx (because I couldn't leave out my favorite hunter and angel besties)

"No one is gonna respect you until you show them who you really are."

[wingedthursday]

𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄  𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒  𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄  𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐄. | by @demon-fox​

FAVORITE TEA: moroccan mint tea with a gross amount of honey

FAVORITE COFFEE: triple shot honey oatmilk latte 

FAVORITE SWEET SNACK: butterscotch 

FAVORITE SAVORY SNACK: specifically tostino’s pizza rolls

FAVORITE FLOWER: honeysuckles 

FAVORITE COLOR(S): yellow, green

FAVORITE FRUIT: cotton candy grapes

FAVORITE VEGETABLE: sweet potatoes 

FAVORITE  SEASON: spring

FAVORITE TIME OF DAY: dusk

FAVORITE  KIND  OF  WEATHER: summer rain vibes , warm but with slight precipitation

LOVE  LANGUAGE(S)  TO  GIVE: acts of service

LOVE LANGUAGE(S) TO RECEIVE: words of affirmation 

SPECIFIC NICHE LOVE LANGUAGE: helping him with his farmer’s market things , showing him new things he’s never tried before ( movies , pop culture , etc) , 

FAVORITE  HOBBIES: bee keeping , crocheting ( a new hobby he’s trying ) , 

FAVORITE  BOOK(S): my angel is a tolkien fan and i will die on this hill

FAVORITE  MOVIE(S): passion of the christ the hitchhiker’s guide to the galaxy

FAVORITE SONG(S): can’t help falling in love with you (elvis)

FAVORITE MUSICIAN: cab calloway (currently , this changes a lot)

FAVORITE  ANIMALS: ( enter castiel with a lecture on how there should be categories for this )

FAVORITE  INSECT: beeeeeeeees

FAVORITE  TERRAIN: hills

tagged by: @righteouslysin​

tagging: @himbosquad​ , @delabor​ , @ofwaywardsunshine​ , @pastelchosen​ , @gilbertsaviour​ , @jerkxbitchx​ && anyone who happens upon this < 3

[spiderman-withgreatpower]

@jerkxbitchx

"I know who you really are. Your not a FBI agent, your Sam Winchester and your a monster hunter. How do I know that? Is what you may be asking yourself right now. Well I have my sources."

Peter had illegally hacked into shield files that had information on both Sam and his brother. The file included information about some of there latest adventures.

"Moving on I need your help. I have a ghost problem."

[aubainmary]

@jerkxbitchx

Sam was in the carvnival after hours because it was said to be haunted. He was looking around in the dark when he heard a noise he went on full alert and looked around. Now Sam wasn't one to get scared why on a hunt but he really hated carnival's cause it had the one thing he hated in them. Clowns Sam was terrified of clowns and had been since he was younger.

Sam heard a woman call out and he frowned a bit when she said she was armed though he wasn't really sure she was by the tremble in her voice. "I'm coming to you don't shoot me or anything." Sam told her as he moved towards her voice carefully.

Mary frowned. Where would she get a gun from? Right, she’d said she was armed. Mentally facepalming herself, she stepped forward with the flashlight of her phone pointed at the shadows. Her other hand hovered in the air, ready to smack the other down if necessary.

“I won’t as long as you don’t attack me. Hands in the air!” She cried. That’s what police officers said and it usually worked, right? Her mind was whirring, wondering if she should grab one of the airsoft guns nearby to strengthen her words.

[wanderingarcherviola]

@jerkxbitchx

Viola couldn't bring herself to do much else but stand there and give a half-hearted shrug. What else could she do in this situation, running wouldn't do any good and neither would attacking.

But, she could give a lopsided grin as she dropped the dagger "I know, I know, monsters killing monsters, you lot don't see that everyday." Viola knew hunters were dangerous but none had been able to figure her out yet.. And she's been tracking the scumbag first so the kill was rightfully hers..

"Jeeze, you look like you've never seen one of me before, pick your jaws up."

[huntresscaraquinn]

Closed starter for @jerkxbitchx

Cara never expected to see him again.

She knew he’d just been doing his job the day he’d exorcised Analiese, and yet he’d gone the extra mile. Showed her kindness when she needed it most. When over a year’s worth of wounds hit her body, leaving her so out of her mind with pain that he sat beside her. Refused to leave her side until the very last second, until the police and an ambulance showed up and he was forced to disappear. And now - with firsthand knowledge of the transient lifestyle hunters lived - she figured that was the end of it. One night that changed her life forever, that freed her, and she would never even get to say thank you.

That was until she was locking her truck door, turning to walk back to her motel room only to come face to face with him. Her eyes widened and she was dumbfounded as she uttered, “...It’s you.”

[eeveeliciousrp]

@jerkxbitchx Dean said to Castiel:  “Don’t mind me, just enjoying the view.”

Castiel looked over his shoulder when he heard Dean, currently shirtless as he was changing out of bloodied clothes from the hunt he had helped the Winchesters with.

“We’re inside Dean, there is no view to enjoy...”

The oblivious angel said, not getting what Dean had meant by his statement that ‘the view’ was himself. He looked down at his shirt in his hands and back to the hunter.

“Is there something you need right now, Dean, or can I finish getting dressed first?”

[wemadeemc0c0a-archived]

continued from X with @jerkxbitchx (just switching to post format to look cleaner)

Dean nodded at Jo. “So we have to search the property then to find out where the hell she is.” Dean nodded at her and ate his pizza chewing it. “Mm.. yeah I agree she probably is in the house. From what I understand the house i s abondoned right now too so we should be able to go there tomorrow duriing the day and look around.”

"It’s one of those really old houses. So lots of nooks and crannies to check,” she confirmed. She turned the laptop around to face Dean. “It’s private property but clearly not maintained...so someone owns it but isn’t doing anything with it. We should be safe.” She certainly hoped at least. “Though I bet money on teenagers doing dumb shit.”

[waywardera-notthisone]

𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐃 | @jerkxbitchx

THE CAMPUS LIBRARY ALWAYS HOLDS A SERENE SENSE OF SAFETY WHETHER IT BE FOR STUDENTS THAT FIND SOLACE IN ITS SILENCE OR GUARDIAN ANGELS THAT FEEL NO NEED TO HIDE THEMSELVES. Mateo searches for the human under his charge, already exchanging a few looks with other angels that he passes. It’s almost midterm season and so they all have their work cut out for them. With Sam being in law school and the curriculum much harder, he knows it would take more than a promise of coffee and food to get him to actually rest. 

He finds him easy enough, taking the empty seat across from the man. Though he’s loathe to admit it, there’s some play of favoritism when it comes to those he’s assigned to protect. Something about Sam just makes him want to go beyond the limits of just making sure he’s safe. Mateo wants him happy. 

“How long have you slept,” he asks apropos of nothing. “Or did you even sleep at all?”

[thechaosmuses]

@jerkxbitchx commented for a canon one liner from Elijah Cruz

"Of course, I don't want you to go..."

[ask-jim-paxton]

@jerkxbitchx started following

Dr. Crowe looked around with a frown. This wasn’t where he was supposed to be. He went to dematerialize as he usually would when someone summoned him without a proper appointment but found that he was stuck trapped in a room coated in salt and full of sigils binding him there. He looked around and saw none other than Sam and Dean Winchester. There was a lot of talk about them from the angels and he had even offered therapy to their mom up in heaven.

“Sam and Dean Winchester, I’m Dr. Crowe but I assume you know that since you summoned me. I’m afraid we don’t have an appointment and I have other clients who need me. If you’d like an appointment you can call the number on my card but I’m going to have to insist you destroy these sigils and let me get back to work” he says

He had no idea the two were investigating one of his clients who had turned up dead recently.

[fantasies-n-fairytales-arch]

@jerkxbitchx​ continued from here

Jax had been tempted to just sit back and let it play out, not because he wanted to see the smaller of the two guys get his ass kicked, but because the burly guy deserved to have his handed to him after mistreating the woman at the bar. “No problem, don’t worry that guy will get what’s coming to him. They always do” he spoke with every intention of tracking him down later that night to teach him a lesson in manners. “I’m Jax” he offered his hand.

[normallyxstranger]

@jerkxbitchx​ | title; bum a light (Casey & Dean) | cont. from here

     Furtively, she watched the car as it crawled away, not completely releasing the tension in her shoulders until it had gone. That tension soon returned when the man she approached pulled a knife out on her. Casey edged back a few steps, hands up, fingers splayed. 

     Shit. Was this the demon guy she was looking for, or some other kind of freak? She had her own knife within reach—a dinky little thing by comparison, but no less sharp. Her fingers itched to grab for it, but Casey wanted to play this carefully. A wrong move could prove disastrous for her, or for him if he wasn’t a demon or a freak and just some normal guy.

     But what the fuck was normal anyway?

     When he didn’t pull it up to attack her, she lowered her hands and cautiously took the cigarette and lighter. She eyed him as she lit up, returning the lighter while maintaining distance between them. “Good. Cause I ain’t got gum or pocket lint.” Her gaze dropped to the knife in hand and her eyebrow came up slightly. “Nice knife. Big enough for ya?”