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@hustlespool-blog
———- at times the world can seem an unfriendly & sinister place, butbelieve us when we say that there is much more good in it than bad. all you have to do is look hard enough. & what might seem to be a series of unfortunate events may, in fact, be the first steps of a journey.written by jill.
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dean has moved!!
hustlespool → muserne !!
[ ; hannah ; ]
a questionable look suddenly appears on her face.
❝ . . . i thought we had MOST of it figured o u t.
❛ most of it ISN’T enough, we can’t just go in there BLIND. ❜
[ ; abby ; ]
❛ guy ? seriously, dean ? ❜
abby can’t help but create a DEADPAN expression as she gazes upon the ivory hued man. the puppy w r i g g l e s itself a nice nestle within the arms of the red head as her attention lift to the sky where the other had his gaze at. abby began to think of various names but then ONE comes to mind.
❛ what about harley ? ❜
continuation for hustlespool !
❛ he’s YOUR dog, i didn’t wanna NAME him. ❜
the man shrugs, watching the PUP squirm in her arms. guy, or HARLEY rather, keeps trying to lick abby’s chin, PAWS flying as he cranes towards her face, pink TONGUE lolling out of his mouth as he PANTS. he is a CUTE little thing, he’ll GROW on dean, hopefully. or else this GIFT would turn out to BITE him ( maybe literally ) in the ass.
❛ harley is a GOOD name. d’you like him? ❜
[ ; hannah ; ]
even if he’s not cold, it’s the thought that counts, right ?
❝ not a problem. so, how long are we going to STAY h e r e ?
he’s actually a little COLD, but he’s too PROUD to admit it.
❛ until we figure this CASE out. ❜
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[ ; sammy ; ]
[ really, sam’s been doing shit, but he’s gotten a lot better at hiding it. it’s just like riding a bike; you never really forget. last year with hallucinations, during the apocalypse with the dreams about lucifer, that first year back on the road with those nightmares about jessica. there’s just some tricks he picked up on the way to become the best at hiding his own pain. ]
[ the light off eases some of sam’s tension, but not much, and his shoulders are still a tight line as he works through the best way to tell his brother he’s gonna be a dad. there’s no right way to do it, and sam can already imagine the disappointment. he bites his lip to try to force back the swell of emotion. it doesn’t really work. ]
I should have checked it before throwing it away, right? How could I have known it broke–
[ when he dies, if he dies from this, he’s gonne leave dean to clean up his mess, again, but this time it’s more than just a mess. it’s two lives he’s gonna have to take care of now. ]
I’m sorry, I’m sorry–
heavy hands FALL to sam’s shoulders’s, dean’s found himself KNEELING on the floor by his brother. bare feet cold on the bunker floor, but irrelevant to the MOMENT. sammy is in distress about something REAL, dean feels the ANXIETY curl in his belly, but it doesn’t reach his face.
he needs to be a ROCK right now, he has to make sure that he’s looks STRONG enough to shoulder this for sam, to take the weight of whatever this is off his brother. sam’s DEALING with enough already, this was something that dean would have to take from him, to SAVE his brother.
❛ what BROKE sammy? talk to me. ‘s alright, WE’LL handle it. ❜
[ ; hannah ; ]
❝ you look a little . . . cold. i managed to f i n d this, but i can find something ELSE.
❛ ‘m not cold, but THANKS. ❜
as he TAKES the blanket & drapes it over his shoulders regardless.
current blog line up. 11/18.
HIGH ACTIVITY : autumn belle kimball & sam winchester. will remain most active blogs until the joyland verse is completed. verse threads have first priority, other drafts will be done more frequently on autumn than sam. accepting plots on autumn, very selectively accepting plots on sam, both are MUTUALS only.
NOTE : ALL JOYLAND INFO IS HERE.
MODERATE ACTIVITY : bela talbot & russ decote. i will check both of these blogs daily & reply to shorter threads more often, both are accepting threads & plots from MUTUAL followers.
LOW ACTIVITY : dean winchester & multi-muse. will visit these blogs as needed or as the muse strikes. selectively accepting plots from MUTUAL followers.
ALL OF THIS IS SUBJECT ( & LIKELY ) TO CHANGE ONCE THE JOYLAND VERSE IS COMPLETED.
╳┊OPEN. ❜
❛ lizzie borden took an AXE, an’ gave her mother FORTY whacks. an’ y’know what she did when she was DONE? ❜
abby ALLOWS for her hands to take a settle to his side & for a moment, fingertips graze against his sides. abby takes a cue & presses her palms on each side of him to get off. pushing herself to an upright position, the young red head maneuvers herself to come beside him. crystal hues STILL fixated down on his form, her own b l u s h of pink warming delicate features before lips part.
❛ you’re tryin’ to tell me that EVERY morning a guy gets that ? you do remember, i lived with a man for months & i never once discovered his morning wood. ❜
& there is a very small smile to PRESS against rose tinted lips. she is just playing with him now, abby wants to l i g h t e n the moment for both their sakes.
❛ is there somethin’ you wanna tell me ? ❜
continuation for hustlespool !
❛ then he was good at hidin’ it or he took care of it before y’woke up. ❜
he tells her, turning his face the opposite way of her form & bringing his arms up under the pillow to raise his head a bit more. bare shoulders flex as he shifts, it feels much better to have the weight off his hips, nothing is worse than a squished boner. he clears his throat, trying to preserve his dignity.
❛ yeah, i had a dream about jennifer aniston’s strip scene in that weed movie. ❜
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[ ; you little anna bitch ; ]
“ you sure about that, dean? I donno, seemed to me like you were getting pretty into it just five minutes ago. “
❛ dude fuck off, it’s one of those things that gets stuck in your head. if they play it again ‘m gonna bet money that y’hum it all night. ❜
❛ do you want to build a snowman? ❜
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“ – it’s the middle of summer, dean. “ a single brow quirks upwards, one corner of his mouth twitching along with it. amusing as the notion is, though, there’s still a glimmer in his eye that suggests a touch of nostalgia. it’s been over twenty years since their last, proper snowman. since before sam had learned the truth, when dad was nothing more than a salesman on the road, and dean was the older brother he idolized. a brief stay in minnesota and a long night in a motel room with a broken television had led to the boys’ last personal Frosty, a memory sam would cling to as one of his last vestiges of NORMALCY before having his life turned upside down. of course, middle of summer or not, a snowman in july would be far from the strangest thing they’d ever done. his eyes roam over dean’s face for a hint as to the real intent behind the words. “ did you find a case, or were you just watching frozen again ?? “
[ ; demonveined ; ]
❛ the only channel that works in this damn cheap motel is the damn disney channel. y’know what i never wanted to do? let it go. ❜
[ ; god fucking dammit ; ]
even as she lays on his back, she feels him LIFT every so slightly upward. her body carried with him, she THINKS it’s a good idea to wrap her arms around his midriff & pull herself in closer. carefully, abby m o v e s her hands from her sides & webs the underneath the man. for a moment, abby is content UNTIL her fingertips come to graze over a PROBLEM. her body goes r i d g e d for the time being & she mumbles into his back.
❛ dean, what the hell is that. ❜
he freezes, before arms jerk to yank her hands away, but alas, it’s too late & she’s discovered his little problem. he clears his throat, pulling her hands away from him & settling them on either side of his frame. cheeks tinge pink & he doesn’t look at her, grumbling into the pillows.
❛ 's a thing that happens t’guys in th’mornin’ abby, i was warnin’ ya not t’get so close. ❜
❛ stripper suffocates dude with thighs? ❜ *previously whiiskeyshots
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[ ; pls just take the dog ; ]
crystal hues settle over freckled, drowsy facade before her as a LIGHT smile plays to her lips. for a moment, abby realizes exactly what she had done, the taste of mint hints from the kiss. she wants to lean back in & kiss him h a r d than before but she holds back. there is a gentle sigh before looking down to the puppy & there is a nod. nimble fingertips brush against the warm digits of the man as the puppy is handed to her.
❛ he’s perfect, dean. what are we gonna name him ?? ❜
the pup wriggles out of dean’s hand into abby’s, he brushes the palms of his hands on his jeans before swinging his arms around & clapping his hands together, one in a fist that meets with his palm in a fleshy sort of slapping noise before he snaps his fingers & clears his throat, all while looking at the sky like a cloud is the most interesting thing he’s seen all year. ❛ i’ve uh, just been calling him ‘guy’. ❜
[ ; i don’t know what to say so imma stare at this bike ; ]
she is quiet as she watches the man swing himself to perch upon the bike. then he said the word she kind of HOPED he would have let slide. f r i e n d, it was a toy of a word & she didn’t know how to l a b e l them.
roomies, friends, ( guy who i have a massive crush on & just want to kiss ).
❛y-yeah, i mean, that’s what it’s called right ?? i mean, do you prefer friends or roommates ?? ❜
❛ i mean, we’re both so... ❜
he trails off, attention once more caught by the bike beneath him, fingers trailing over the clutch as he adjusts one of the mirrors, glancing in it before running rough fingertips gently over the stitches in the leather seat. it was a beautiful bike, he didn’t know how to thank her, really.
