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heelachilleshowl ยท 4 months ago
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โโ€‹๐Ÿ‡ฉโ€‹โ€‹๐Ÿ‡ฎโ€‹โ€‹๐Ÿ‡ฆโ€‹โ€‹๐Ÿ‡ฑโ€‹โ€‹๐Ÿ‡ดโ€‹โ€‹๐Ÿ‡ฌโ€‹โ€‹๐Ÿ‡บโ€‹โ€‹๐Ÿ‡ชโ€‹โ
โ€” Favourite dialogue you've written for your muse.
"You watch a vampire regurgitate a piece of a guy's neck and keep your food down Sammy." Nadine huffed, shoving his chest lightly before walking back to Castiel and Dean.
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"You got a real charming way of convincing people to spend time with you." He coughed, his ribs starting to ache from his previous impact with the ground.
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"Big fuckin' needle." He slurred, attempting to pat his lower back where Grace had stabbed a needle into him, right next to the throbbing bullet wound.
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"I'm always sleepy honey, i'm old," Dean says, words muffled by Charmeines hands squishing his cheeks and Caleb snorts at the stupid look on his father's face.
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(Joseph bids him a good morning.)
"It sure was,"
The words paired with the nonchalant sip of his coffee feels like a slap in Joseph's face. He knows he has little right to be upset, but he can't deny how much it stings and he barely hides a wince. He hears John let out an angry scoff from his left, not appreciating the tone Dean took with his older brother and it takes Joseph holding his hand out and shaking his head gently to stop him from storming forward and giving the flannel clad brunette a piece of his mind.
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"Well luckily you have a father that can afford food so there's no need to go hannibal on us," Dean says, pushing himself off the bed and picking Ace up.
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"I can hear you thinkingโ€”go to sleep,"
His voice is raspy and rough, the bruising on his throat no doubt making it painful to utter out the words.
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honey-andmilktea ยท 1 year ago
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๐ˆ ๐ง๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฌ๐ก ๐ญ๐จ ๐›๐ž ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐๐ž๐Ÿ๐ข๐ง๐ž๐. ๐ˆโ€™๐ ๐ซ๐š๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐ฅ๐จ๐š๐ญ ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐ฉ๐ž๐จ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐žโ€™๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐๐ฌ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐ข๐œ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐Ÿ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ข๐ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ง๐จ๐ง-๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ๐œ๐ž๐ข๐ฏ๐š๐›๐ฅ๐ž; ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž ๐š ๐ญ๐ซ๐š๐ง๐ฌ๐ฉ๐š๐ซ๐ž๐ง๐ญ, ๐ฉ๐š๐ซ๐š๐๐จ๐ฑ๐ข๐œ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ข๐ซ๐ข๐๐ž๐ฌ๐œ๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐œ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž ๐ซ๐š๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ง ๐š๐ง ๐š๐œ๐ญ๐ฎ๐š๐ฅ ๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ๐จ๐ง
๐…๐ซ๐š๐ง๐ณ ๐Š๐š๐Ÿ๐ค๐š
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ใƒปใ‚œใ‚œใƒป๏ผŽ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ“œโ˜•๏ธ ๐›๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐š๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ!
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ื‚ื‚เซข ๐ค๐ž๐ฒ: ห—หห‹ ยดหŽห— ๐ ๐ž๐ง๐ซ๐ž: ๐Ÿงธ - ๐Ÿ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ, ๐ŸŽป- ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ, ๐Ÿฆ‰ - ๐ก๐ฎ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ, ๐Ÿช - ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ญ,๐Ÿ”ช - ๐ก๐จ๐ซ๐ซ๐จ๐ซ, ๐Ÿ—ž๏ธ - ๐ญ๐ก๐ซ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ž๐ซ, ๐Ÿฆ‡ - ๐ฆ๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฒ, ๐ŸŒ‘ - ๐œ๐ซ๐ข๐ฆ๐ž, ๐Ÿฏ - ๐Ÿ๐š๐ง๐ญ๐š๐ฌ๐ฒ, ๐Ÿ•ธ๏ธ - ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ๐ง๐š๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐š๐ฅ, ๐ŸฆŒ - ๐Ÿ๐š๐ข๐ซ๐ฒ๐ญ๐š๐ฅ๐ž, ๐Ÿค - ๐ฉ๐จ๐ž๐ญ๐ซ๐ฒ, ๐Ÿฅข - ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ๐š๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐œ, ๐Ÿฅ  - ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐š๐ญ๐จ๐ง๐ข๐œ ห—หห‹ ยดหŽห— ๐ญ๐ซ๐จ๐ฉ๐ž๐ฌ: ๐Ÿˆโ€โฌ› - ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐›๐ž๐ง๐ž๐Ÿ๐ข๐ญ๐ฌ, ๐Ÿฐ - ๐›๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ, ๐Ÿ–ค - ๐ž๐ง๐ž๐ฆ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐ž๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ, ๐Ÿฉ - ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ, ๐Ÿฆข - ๐›๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐'๐ฌ ๐›๐ซ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ/๐ฌ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ, ๐Ÿš - ๐Ÿ๐š๐ค๐ž ๐ซ๐ž๐ฅ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ฉ, ๐Ÿ“ฐ - ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐›๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ก๐ž๐ ๐ซ๐ž๐ฅ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ฉ ห—หห‹ ยดหŽห— ๐š๐ฎ๐ฌ: ๐Ÿ“ž - ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐š๐ฎ, ๐Ÿ›๏ธ - ๐œ๐จ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ž๐ ๐ž ๐š๐ฎ, โšฐ๏ธ - ๐ฆ๐š๐Ÿ๐ข๐š ๐š๐ฎ, ๐Ÿช - ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐š๐ญ๐ž ๐š๐ฎ, ๐Ÿ“ป - ๐ฌ๐จ๐ง๐  ๐Ÿ๐ข๐œ๐ฌ ห—หห‹ ยดหŽห— ๐œ๐ก๐š๐ซ๐š๐œ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ: ๐Ÿ‘’ - ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ฆ๐š๐ฅ๐ž ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ซ, โ˜•๏ธ - ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ฆ๐š๐ฅ๐ž ๐œ๐ก๐š๐ซ๐š๐œ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ, ๐Ÿ‘ž - ๐ฆ๐š๐ฅ๐ž ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ซ, ๐Ÿชต - ๐ฆ๐š๐ฅ๐ž ๐œ๐ก๐š๐ซ๐š๐œ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ, ๐Ÿงบ - ๐ ๐ž๐ง๐๐ž๐ซ ๐ง๐ž๐ฎ๐ญ๐ซ๐š๐ฅ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ซ, ๐Ÿน - ๐ ๐ž๐ง๐๐ž๐ซ ๐ง๐ž๐ฎ๐ญ๐ซ๐š๐ฅ ๐œ๐ก๐š๐ซ๐š๐œ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ, ๐ŸŒ - ๐จ๐œ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ซ ห—หห‹ ยดหŽห— ๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ข๐ง๐š๐ฅ๐ฌ/๐œ๐ซ๐จ๐ฌ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ: ๐Ÿ•ฏ๏ธ - ๐ฅ๐š๐ฅ ๐œ๐ก๐š๐ซ๐š๐œ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ, ๐Ÿšฌ - ๐ฆ๐š๐ง๐ข๐š๐œ ๐œ๐ก๐š๐ซ๐š๐œ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ, ๐Ÿฅฅ - ๐ž๐ฏ๐ข๐œ๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐œ๐ก๐š๐ซ๐š๐œ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ห—หห‹ ยดหŽห— ๐ž๐ฑ๐ญ๐ซ๐š๐ฌ: ๐Ÿชฆ - ๐๐š๐ซ๐ค ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ฆ๐ž๐ฌ,โ™Ÿ๏ธ - ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐š๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ, ๐Ÿ—๏ธ - ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ง ๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ, ๐ŸŽ‚ - ๐ฐ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ง ๐ฌ๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ, โ˜๏ธ - ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ข๐ง๐ , ๐Ÿถ - ๐จ๐ง ๐ก๐จ๐ฅ๐, ๐Ÿ›Ž๏ธ - ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž๐ญ๐ž๐, ๐Ÿ‚ - ๐ซ๐ž๐ช๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐, ๐Ÿฉน - ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ง๐ญ
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๏ฝฅ๏พŸ๏พŸ๏ฝฅ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐Ÿชต๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿงธ ๐จ๐ง๐ž-๐ฌ๐ก๐จ๐ญ๐ฌ/๐๐ซ๐š๐›๐›๐ฅ๐ž๐ฌ!
ห—หห‹ ยดหŽห— ๐จ๐ญ๐Ÿ•!
หห‹ยฐโ€ข*โ€โžท ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฌ๐จ๐จ๐งโ€ฆ!
ห—หห‹ ยดหŽห— ๐ค๐ข๐ฆ ๐ง๐š๐ฆ๐ฃ๐จ๐จ๐ง [๐ซ๐ฆ]!
หห‹ยฐโ€ข*โ€โžท ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฌ๐จ๐จ๐งโ€ฆ!
ห—หห‹ ยดหŽห— ๐ค๐ข๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ž๐จ๐ค๐ฃ๐ข๐ง [๐ฃ๐ข๐ง]!
หห‹ยฐโ€ข*โ€โžท ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฌ๐จ๐จ๐งโ€ฆ!
ห—หห‹ ยดหŽห— ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง ๐ฒ๐จ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ข [๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ ๐š]!
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ห—หห‹ ยดหŽห— ๐ค๐ข๐ฆ ๐ญ๐š๐ž๐ก๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ง๐  [๐ฏ]!
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ห—หห‹ ยดหŽห— ๐ฃ๐ž๐จ๐ง ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐ค๐จ๐จ๐ค!
หห‹ยฐโ€ข*โ€โžท ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฌ๐จ๐จ๐งโ€ฆ!
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๏ฝฅ๏พŸ๏พŸ๏ฝฅ๏ฝก๐Ÿชต๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿงธ ๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ฌ!
ห—หห‹ ยดหŽห— ๐จ๐ญ๐Ÿ•!
หห‹ยฐโ€ข*โ€โžท ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฌ๐จ๐จ๐งโ€ฆ!
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ห—หห‹ ยดหŽห— ๐ค๐ข๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ž๐จ๐ค๐ฃ๐ข๐ง [๐ฃ๐ข๐ง]!
หห‹ยฐโ€ข*โ€โžท ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฌ๐จ๐จ๐งโ€ฆ!
ห—หห‹ ยดหŽห— ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง ๐ฒ๐จ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ข [๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ ๐š]!
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ห—หห‹ ยดหŽห— ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ง๐  ๐ก๐จ๐ฌ๐ž๐จ๐ค [๐ฃ-๐ก๐จ๐ฉ๐ž]!
หห‹ยฐโ€ข*โ€โžท ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฌ๐จ๐จ๐งโ€ฆ!
ห—หห‹ ยดหŽห— ๐ฉ๐š๐ซ๐ค ๐ฃ๐ข๐ฆ๐ข๐ง!
หห‹ยฐโ€ข*โ€โžท ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฌ๐จ๐จ๐งโ€ฆ!
ห—หห‹ ยดหŽห— ๐ค๐ข๐ฆ ๐ญ๐š๐ž๐ก๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ง๐  [๐ฏ]!
หห‹ยฐโ€ข*โ€โžท ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฌ๐จ๐จ๐งโ€ฆ!
ห—หห‹ ยดหŽห— ๐ฃ๐ž๐จ๐ง ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐ค๐จ๐จ๐ค!
หห‹ยฐโ€ข*โ€โžท ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฌ๐จ๐จ๐งโ€ฆ!
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๏ฝฅ๏พŸ๏พŸ๏ฝฅ๏ฝก๐Ÿชต๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿงธ ๐ก๐ž๐š๐๐œ๐š๐ง๐จ๐ง๐ฌ/๐ซ๐ž๐š๐œ๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ!
ห—หห‹ ยดหŽห— ๐จ๐ญ๐Ÿ•!
หห‹ยฐโ€ข*โ€โžท ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฌ๐จ๐จ๐งโ€ฆ!
ห—หห‹ ยดหŽห— ๐ค๐ข๐ฆ ๐ง๐š๐ฆ๐ฃ๐จ๐จ๐ง [๐ซ๐ฆ]!
หห‹ยฐโ€ข*โ€โžท ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฌ๐จ๐จ๐งโ€ฆ!
ห—หห‹ ยดหŽห— ๐ค๐ข๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ž๐จ๐ค๐ฃ๐ข๐ง [๐ฃ๐ข๐ง]!
หห‹ยฐโ€ข*โ€โžท ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฌ๐จ๐จ๐งโ€ฆ!
ห—หห‹ ยดหŽห— ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง ๐ฒ๐จ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ข [๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ ๐š]!
หห‹ยฐโ€ข*โ€โžท ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฌ๐จ๐จ๐งโ€ฆ!
ห—หห‹ ยดหŽห— ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ง๐  ๐ก๐จ๐ฌ๐ž๐จ๐ค [๐ฃ-๐ก๐จ๐ฉ๐ž]!
หห‹ยฐโ€ข*โ€โžท ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฌ๐จ๐จ๐งโ€ฆ!
ห—หห‹ ยดหŽห— ๐ฉ๐š๐ซ๐ค ๐ฃ๐ข๐ฆ๐ข๐ง!
หห‹ยฐโ€ข*โ€โžท ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฌ๐จ๐จ๐งโ€ฆ!
ห—หห‹ ยดหŽห— ๐ค๐ข๐ฆ ๐ญ๐š๐ž๐ก๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ง๐  [๐ฏ]!
หห‹ยฐโ€ข*โ€โžท ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฌ๐จ๐จ๐งโ€ฆ!
ห—หห‹ ยดหŽห— ๐ฃ๐ž๐จ๐ง ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐ค๐จ๐จ๐ค!
หห‹ยฐโ€ข*โ€โžท ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฌ๐จ๐จ๐งโ€ฆ!
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๏ฝฅ๏พŸ๏พŸ๏ฝฅ๏ฝก๐Ÿชต๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿงธ ๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐›๐จ๐จ๐ค๐ฌ!
ห—หห‹ ยดหŽห— ๐จ๐ญ๐Ÿ•!
หห‹ยฐโ€ข*โ€โžท ๐ง๐ž๐ข๐ ๐ก๐›๐จ๐ซ๐ฌ; ๐Ÿงธ๐ŸŽป๐Ÿฆ‰๐Ÿช๐Ÿฅข๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿ›๏ธ๐Ÿ‘’๐ŸŒโ™Ÿ๏ธ๐ŸŽ‚โ˜๏ธ
หห‹ยฐโ€ข*โ€โžท ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฌ๐จ๐จ๐งโ€ฆ!
ห—หห‹ ยดหŽห— ๐ค๐ข๐ฆ ๐ง๐š๐ฆ๐ฃ๐จ๐จ๐ง [๐ซ๐ฆ]!
หห‹ยฐโ€ข*โ€โžท ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฌ๐จ๐จ๐งโ€ฆ!
ห—หห‹ ยดหŽห— ๐ค๐ข๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ž๐จ๐ค๐ฃ๐ข๐ง [๐ฃ๐ข๐ง]!
หห‹ยฐโ€ข*โ€โžท ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฌ๐จ๐จ๐งโ€ฆ!
ห—หห‹ ยดหŽห— ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง ๐ฒ๐จ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ข [๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ ๐š]!
หห‹ยฐโ€ข*โ€โžท ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฌ๐จ๐จ๐งโ€ฆ!
ห—หห‹ ยดหŽห— ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ง๐  ๐ก๐จ๐ฌ๐ž๐จ๐ค [๐ฃ-๐ก๐จ๐ฉ๐ž]!
หห‹ยฐโ€ข*โ€โžท ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฌ๐จ๐จ๐งโ€ฆ!
ห—หห‹ ยดหŽห— ๐ฉ๐š๐ซ๐ค ๐ฃ๐ข๐ฆ๐ข๐ง!
หห‹ยฐโ€ข*โ€โžท ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฌ๐จ๐จ๐งโ€ฆ!
ห—หห‹ ยดหŽห— ๐ค๐ข๐ฆ ๐ญ๐š๐ž๐ก๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ง๐  [๐ฏ]!
หห‹ยฐโ€ข*โ€โžท ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฌ๐จ๐จ๐งโ€ฆ!
ห—หห‹ ยดหŽห— ๐ฃ๐ž๐จ๐ง ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐ค๐จ๐จ๐ค!
หห‹ยฐโ€ข*โ€โžท ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฌ๐จ๐จ๐งโ€ฆ!
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หห‹ยฐโ€ข*โ€โžท ๐Ÿ‚โœ๏ธ @honey-andmilkteaโ€‹ - ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ž๐ซ๐ฏ๐ž๐, ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ž ๐๐จ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐ซ๐ž๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ, ๐ž๐๐ข๐ญ, ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐š๐ ๐ข๐š๐ซ๐ข๐ณ๐ž, ๐ž๐ญ๐œ.
: ฬ—ฬ€โž› ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿชต๐Ÿชถ ๐›๐ซ๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐๐ข๐ฏ๐ข๐๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐œ๐ซ๐ž๐๐ข๐ญ! @danowh0re
: ฬ—ฬ€โž› ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿชต๐Ÿชถ ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐›๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ก๐ž๐ ๐จ๐ง: ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ–.๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ”.๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘
: ฬ—ฬ€โž› ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿชต๐Ÿชถ ๐ฎ๐ฉ๐๐š๐ญ๐ž๐: -
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heelachilleshowl ยท 4 months ago
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โโ€‹๐Ÿ‡ฉโ€‹โ€‹๐Ÿ‡ฎโ€‹โ€‹๐Ÿ‡ฆโ€‹โ€‹๐Ÿ‡ฑโ€‹โ€‹๐Ÿ‡ดโ€‹โ€‹๐Ÿ‡ฌโ€‹โ€‹๐Ÿ‡บโ€‹โ€‹๐Ÿ‡ชโ€‹โ
โ€” Favourite dialogue you've written for your muse.
"I don't particularly enjoy articles and newspapers either. I do find myself engaging with quite a bit of historical non-fiction." Castiel replies, a somewhat coy smile tugging on his lips. By non-fiction of course he meant ancient texts and many, many papers of the creatures that plagued earth.
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"There's obviously some kind of binding, keeping his memories locked away and probably stabilising his place in the universe, which would be very unstable otherwise. If I can find a way to break it he should, theoretically, be removed from the universe and returned here." Castiel explains, he wasn't completely sure if what he said was true but it was all he had to work with at the moment.
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"I know how you feel and I don't have high hopes for it going well either but are weโ€ฆ Are we really going to pretend forever?" Castiel's question made Sam furrow his brows, wondering what the hell they could be talking about. Pretend what?
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"We had aโ€ฆ Minor disagreement." Castiel muttered but didn't seem to want to elaborate. (In reference to Dean and Cas breakup #1000000000)
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heelachilleshowl ยท 4 months ago
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โโ€‹๐Ÿ‡ฉโ€‹โ€‹๐Ÿ‡ฎโ€‹โ€‹๐Ÿ‡ฆโ€‹โ€‹๐Ÿ‡ฑโ€‹โ€‹๐Ÿ‡ดโ€‹โ€‹๐Ÿ‡ฌโ€‹โ€‹๐Ÿ‡บโ€‹โ€‹๐Ÿ‡ชโ€‹โ
โ€” Favourite dialogue you've written for your muse.
"Course he's happy, he got all the bullshit we've been through yoinked outta his head," Dean stands and walks over to join Sam and Remiel by the table, "so how we gettin' him outta there?" He asks, crossing his arms over his chest.
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"And finally he gets it, I really don't know how we got anythin' done with your slow ass on the books." Dean continued to throw callous words at him, stalking over to him far too quickly.
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"I don't know what you think you're doin' pal but it'll be a lot better for your health if you drop that key and get back in that shtibox you rode in on." A voice he'd never heard before growled behind him, dark and heavy and filling Liam's senses with nothing but white hot fear.
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"You're looking good hotshot, see you stole my look too." Those green eyes shimmer with amusement, nothing but warmth in his voice as he gestures to their coincidentally matching flannel shirts.
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"That's my kid." He'd said, a giddy grin on his face and butterflies in his chest as he jabbed his thumb in the direction Dylan had run off.
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"You'd think these knuckleheads woulda gotten' it through their thick skulls by now, we've been've been here for a year for fuck's sake." Dean rolls his eyes.
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heelachilleshowl ยท 5 months ago
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โšก๏ธ - Lightning for Dean Winchester <3
โโ€‹๐Ÿ‡ธโ€‹โ€‹๐Ÿ‡พโ€‹โ€‹๐Ÿ‡ฒโ€‹โ€‹๐Ÿ‡งโ€‹โ€‹๐Ÿ‡ดโ€‹โ€‹๐Ÿ‡ฑโ€‹โ€‹๐Ÿ‡ธโ€‹โ
"Used to really hate thunderstorms as a kid," Dean mused, bent over the impala and toying with bits and bobs around the engine, "before Sammy came along I'd always run to mom and dad's room whenever it really started comin' down." He smiled, leaning back and grabbing at something from his toolbox.
"Mom would always be awake, like she knew the second it started thundering I was gonna run my lil ass down the hall and into their bed." He reminisced fondly, mossy green eyes distant as he eyed the engine.
"She'd wrap me up right in the middle of her and dad, pat my hair, tell me I was okay, the usual shtick yanno." He chuckled, resting his palms against the car. "Then she'd sing me right to sleep, worked every time, like magic." He pet the impala gently and stuck himself right back into work, wrench latching onto something and Dean latching himself back onto the task at hand.
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heelachilleshowl ยท 6 months ago
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โโ€‹๐Ÿ‡ฒโ€‹โ€‹๐Ÿ‡บโ€‹โ€‹๐Ÿ‡ธโ€‹โ€‹๐Ÿ‡ชโ€‹ โ€‹๐Ÿ‡ญโ€‹โ€‹๐Ÿ‡ชโ€‹โ€‹๐Ÿ‡ฆโ€‹โ€‹๐Ÿ‡ฉโ€‹โ€‹๐Ÿ‡จโ€‹โ€‹๐Ÿ‡ฆโ€‹โ€‹๐Ÿ‡ณโ€‹โ€‹๐Ÿ‡ณโ€‹โ€‹๐Ÿ‡ดโ€‹โ€‹๐Ÿ‡ณโ€‹โ€‹๐Ÿ‡ธโ€‹โ
โ€” Crushes
Dean catches feelings like stray dogs catch fleas, a lot of those feelings are skin deep but not always. He appreciates a pretty face and a nice ass but killer personalities really reel him in, a sense of humour doesn't hurt either. His first few crushes during school were on a few cheerleaders and jocks, but out in the real world other Hunter's sons and daughters with the same haunted smiles and well timed jokes caught his attention. He never acted on half of them, mostly because he wasn't ready to deal with what John would say about him bringing another boy home. Now that he's older it's harder for those feelings to stick but when they do it's like gum on his shoe.
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heelachilleshowl ยท 6 months ago
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โโ€‹๐Ÿ‡นโ€‹โ€‹๐Ÿ‡ฆโ€‹โ€‹๐Ÿ‡ทโ€‹โ€‹๐Ÿ‡ดโ€‹โ€‹๐Ÿ‡นโ€‹โ
โ€” The Devil
You are very horny on main, and people don't know how deep your rabbit holes go. If they knew they probably would never make eye contact with you again. There's more to you than meets the eye, and by that I mean you dress like you shop at JC Penny but your kink list has 50+ items on it.
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heelachilleshowl ยท 6 months ago
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โโ€‹๐Ÿ‡นโ€‹โ€‹๐Ÿ‡ฆโ€‹โ€‹๐Ÿ‡ทโ€‹โ€‹๐Ÿ‡ดโ€‹โ€‹๐Ÿ‡นโ€‹โ
โ€” The Empress
Mom why are you taking my quiz. Yes I unloaded the dishwasher. No I don't want any cake. Yes I would love some hot cocoa. I love you too Mom. Seriously though, you are the "Mom Friend", everyone goes to you when they're sad, and you gotta clean up all the messes because the babies around you can't deal. You deserve better honestly, don't be afraid to tell them to grow up. You definitely have your shit together and knew this was coming.
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