#( ☼ ❛ v. SEASONS 9 - 11 ; lost on the road to nowhere

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@antiqsvchotic cont. snake

"No. I think I pulled a muscle in my brain."

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@antiqsvchotic // starter call.

"I'm not saying we should make a psychic safe house, we just could." Not that either of them had the barest of qualifications for such a thing (barring one). "But also, I could see it turning into a cult very fast."

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@heavenguided cont. snek

"Did you eat . . . eat them?"

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@fidelissimi // starter call.

"Do you trust Rowena?" Sam knew Ruby wasn't the ideal candidate to ask, she hadn't lived so long through trusting people and Lucifer had done quite a number on her belief system. "I mean, I know you don't, but . . . do you think this is going to end badly for us?"

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@ofauroradreams​  //   spooktober starter

      “I used to be scared of the boogeyman as a kid, but then I learned that the boogeyman isn’t an actual monster - it’s a category. Like Rawheads, Baubas .  .  . somehow, learning there were a whole lot of them made them less scary.”

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@fidelissimi​

      “How long has it been since you’ve driven a car?”

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@tobeblamed​ liked for a lil cryptic starter

      “The Kuri is kinda like a spectral parasite. You can pick it up from walking too closely to a false grave.” 

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@inpavidvs​

      “I think I have a problem.” It was the very first thing past his lips upon seeing her, hands twisting together as his thumb pressed firmly into the center of his palm, a habit from which he was still recovering. “And I haven’t told Dean .  .  . so I hate to bring you into this, but I think I have to .  .  . to, you know, just in case? No, alright, hear me out.” Before Lana even had the opportunity to respond. he thrust an open notebook between them, its pages open to show a mess of scribbles and crudely drawn scenery. Neither sides were particularly detailed nor remarkable; just a farm house on one page, a for-sale sign resting in front of it, and on the other, an open field circled by pine trees, flanked on either side by a pair of street lamps, and in the center, something tall and humanoid he’d drawn with wide saucers for eyes, looking straight ahead at the reader. He was almost tempted to wait for a response again, but the buzzing in his veins wasn’t letting him slow—he’d been having nightmares for the better part of a month now—and the lack of sleep had finally pushed him toward his breaking point. He knew it was either tell Lana now or let her and Dean draw their own conclusions on their own, the latter of which he had feared too much to let happen. And given Dean’s reaction to the very first time his visions manifested, Sam wasn’t about to take any more chances. Lana, though, was a far different story; she had always had faith in him, even when she shouldn’t have. It was something he would have felt guilty for if he wasn’t so selfishly relieved by it.

       “I think I’m .  .  . I’m having visions again. Of people dying.” 

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@tobeblamed​ cont. simp

       “An acronym for what?”

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@demonstigma​ liked for a lil cryptic starter

       "Maybe it’s a Church grim and it will eat you.”

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@ofauroradreams​

      “It feels like someone slapped me with a brick.”

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@redruined​ cont. sam’s cult

     “I didn’t start it, I just found out about it.”

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@montanamiracle​ cont.

       “I’m fine and I’m not the one with a head injury here.” At the very least, Sam was better off than her which meant it was his duty to stress over every detail (a logic he had learned from his brother). “No concussion, right?” A glance was spared behind him, making sure the lone window into the cabin was bare of any visitors before shining the light from his phone into her eyes, assuring her pupils dilated correctly. His battery was low, but that hardly mattered in a place where there was no connection to begin with; they’d have to get to a main road before calling for any backup and more imperative than that, they had to find a way to navigate through the woods while being stalked, hunted by an unseen predator. “We can just — we’re just gonna sit here for a bit. Maybe there’s a map laying around? Or .  .  . a first aid kit.”

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@hellscars​ cont. here.

      “Those are your words, not mine. And keep your bullets, I have my knife in my bag.”

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"after all that we’ve been through…" ~ from dean w. /:

soft angst—☼

      "Yeah, after all we've been through." Sam reiterated, still standing their ground. “Don’t you remember when all this started—not this this—but Azazel, when you were scared shitless and you did everything you could to make sure I stayed human .  .  . don’t you think I’d feel the same way about you? Don’t you remember what it feels like to just sit there and watch your brother become what he hated more than anything?” 

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formerlyrighteous┊liked for a little starter—☼ 

     “Are you sure you’re okay to drive? That ghost hit you pretty hard, Dean.”