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alright, besties! as i said before, this blog is officially archived! the new blog is live and active, so i will be grabbing whatever threads i want to continue to draft that way i can continue them on the new blog. follow the new blog here!
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alright, besties! as i said before, this blog is officially archived! the new blog is live and active, so i will be grabbing whatever threads i want to continue to draft that way i can continue them on the new blog. follow the new blog here!
as of right now, this blog is officially archived. i will be pinning this to the top of this blog and will edit it when i have officially opened my new blog for dean. all threads, relationships, etc. will be continued over on the new blog. i still have a few more things to finish up before dean is offically opened again, but as of right now, this blog is officially archived!
i have exciting news! i'm going to be opening up my oc blog tonight!
Sentence starters for addicted muses || Tw: implied substance abuse
"We need to talk."
"can you not see that you have a problem?"
"You said you were going to stop."
"Why did you lie to me?"
"This has gotten way out of hand. You need help!"
"I'm worried about you."
"You're not the only one this affects!"
"How long have you been hiding this from me?"
"I'm trying to be there for you but you make it so difficult sometimes."
"I don't like the way you act when you use that stuff."
"Please don't push me away."
"I know you're having a hard time, but this isn't the answer."
You're going to loose everything if you don't stop."
"Can't you tell this stuff is making you sick?"
"You look awful."
"I can't watch you do this to yourself."
"I know someone who might be able to help you."
"When is this going to stop? When you're dead?"
"All that progress out the window, and for what? A quick buzz?"
"If you can't do it for yourself then please do it for me!"
"I'm taking this. You've had enough."
"I've been looking everywhere for you!"
"Where did you get that stuff?"
"So, you're not quitting?"
"I'm taking you home. Right now."
"We need to get you to the hospital."
"No, I'm not letting you do this to yourself!"
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Or in contrast send ๐ช for starter where your muse is high.
my muse is high. send ๐จ for their high opinion of your muse.
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Sam followed Dean inside, gun raised as he scanned for monsters.
There was nothing for a moment, then a small noise coming from deeper in the house. He looked at Dean and tilted his head in the direction of the noise, moving forward on silent feet.
This felt like an easy hunt. Almost too easy....
Slowly cocking his gun, Dean edged his way deeper into the house and staying silent on his feet. After getting the job as sheriff, Dean had learned how to be quiet on his feet despite his heavy stature. It had been a challenge, but he had eventually learned to not walk so heavy.
"I'm going to take the basement," Dean murmured, his voice low and quiet as he spoke to Sam. "You keep looking up here." Dean pulled his phone out and texted his deputy, telling him the game plan of what was going on in the house and if they heard anything at all, they were to stand their ground until a signal was pulled and that signal was any window being shot out. Dean had made sure that Sam knew that, too.
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Sam flinched slightly at her brother's obvious anger, but stood her ground all the same. There had never been a moment in her life when Sam had reason to fear Dean's anger, and she certainly wasn't going to start now. She knew him far too well for that. If he honestly believed she was going to let this go, then he didn't know her as well as she thought he did.
"No," she replied, the softness in her tone a direct contrast to his. "I'm not going to let this go. Not when I'm the one who hears you having nightmares at night. I know you, Dean, better than anyone else does, and I know what you're doing. So stop with the macho bullshit, and stop trying to protect me from knowing what you went through because of me. I'm your sister. You know you can tell me anything, and it will never, in a million years change the way I see you."
Staying silent for a moment as his sister spoke, Dean set his jaw tight. He hated when he got upset when her, but sometimes she just didn't listen and he didn't know how else to get through to her and it always seemed to end up with Dean getting angry and raising his voice, despite him hating when he got to that point.
The softness in Samantha's voice didn't surprise him. Whenever he got mad, she always seemed to counter his anger with gentleness to try to calm him down. It was a 50/50 shot of helping. Grabbing his jacket and keys, Dean stared at Samantha as he shrugged his jacket on. "Cool. You're not going to let it go? Then, I'm going out. Alone." Dean knew that his nightmares had only gotten worse since he got back from Hell. His nightmares first started with the night that their mother died, then when Dad sold his soul to save Dean, and now he's having bloody nightmares from Hell. Dean was never going to be able to catch a break.
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"I know you do," Sam said. "And there's nothing wrong with that. But if you keep running yourself ragged like this, you're gonna mess up and get hurt and then I'm gonna have to look after your sorry ass." He put an appropriate amount of snark in his voice but he really was worried about Dean.
Giving his brother a look before starting to drive to the diner that was right around the corner, Dean rolled his eyes. "I'm not gonna mess up and I'm not gonna get hurt," he murmured. "This isn't my first rodeo pulling sleepless nights. You of all people should know that."
The only way that Dean would go to sleep was if he knew that the nightmares were going to stop entirely. Until then, Dean was going to keep finding them cases.
It was pretty obvious to her that Dean was nothing if not forgetful. Did he not remember she could literally teleport anywhere she wanted? In less than a blink, Ruby was behind Dean kicking the angel blade's handle from his hand, across the room, and swiping her own blade back from him, easily slipping it back in the leather sheath strapped to her thigh.
"Didn't I tell you to stop calling me a bitch?" she snarled, eyes darkening as she leaned in when she spoke. "I don't know what crawled up your ass this morning but I suggest you get it removed before you get yourself hurt."
Grunting and stumbling a bit when he was kicked with a thick, heeled boot from behind, the angel blade getting knocked from his hand. Huffing when he felt the knife graze his skin on his lower back when Ruby pulled it from the waistband of his jeans. Walking over to the angel blade, Dean picked it up and tucked it away where he had the demon knife.
Turning to face the short, petite demon, Dean set his jaw tight. "And didn't I tell you to stop pumping by brother with demon blood?" he murmured. "We both told you that we'd find another way to get Lilith's head on a stick."
โNah you ainโt pulling the โIโm olderโ card, weโre the same age.โ Emmett huffed. โIf you jump into the pile youโre cleaning it up.โ
Emmett was not joking heโs all ready raked it once he wonโt rake it again. So maybe he was being a little harsh, but he also was holding back his urge to jump into the pile as well.
"Nope. Them's the rules. I just enforce said rules. It's the sacred Big Brother rules," Dean said, keeping that smirk on his face. "Besides, I am older actually. I'm older by two minutes. So it's totally fair."
Dean would happily pull the "I'm older" card in any situation that he possibly could and it was mainly to get a rise out of his brother.
She smiled and kissed his cheek. โCโmon cowboy.โ She said, grabbing their coats. โTime for a break. Iโll be good I promise.โ
โI just want you to give yourself a break Dean.โ Em said, grabbing his hand. โI know itโs annoying, but even hunters need a break just for a little bit. I wonโt ask you again. I just like the fall.โ
Dean let out a deep exhale and rubbed his face, leaning back in the rolling chair. "Fine. Alright. 'm comin'." he grumbled and pushed himself to his feet after closing the top of his laptop.
Yes, Dean could be seen as a soft teddy bear to some people at the right time, especially to Emma, but that didn't mean he liked going on walks. He'd rather go on a drive to clear his mind. It's what he's always done ever since Dad gave him the Impala.
"Dean seriously. You better hope this restarts or you're paying for the repair." Sam had to shut the laptop down, and restart it. "I keep important files on here dude. Lore, cases, articles, everything that can help us gank a monster." Sam continued while his brother chewed away on his piece of pizza.
"Don't use my crap anymore!"
"I didn't use your shit, dude," Dean mumbled, pulling his pillow closer to his chest as the slasher film played on his TV. There was no way that Dean was going to admit to using his brother's stuff. "Maybe it was Cas. I dunno, but it wasn't me."
"Maybe you just need a better laptop if this keeps happening, because I ain't paying for shit." Saying that reminded Dean that he needed to hustle some money this week because he was starting to get low on cash.
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โIโm not sure itโs so little,โ Samantha managed finally opening her eyes again to look back at her father. โOr temporaryโฆโ She remarked the words coming out as more of a quiet whimper as she continued through to the end of receiving her latest vision. The amount of pain that came with her current psychic abilities was a lot so she ended up shutting her eyes yet again. โI donโt want any of this, Daddy. I hate all of this.โ The hunterโs daughter cried then. She held her head a little in pain before opening her eyes once again. Her hands were shaking a little still but it seemed the episode of both sorts have drawn to a close. โI think I need a minute.โ
Dean was able to relax when his daughter finally relaxed herself. He hated seeing her in pain like this, but what could he do? He was the only one in the family who didn't have any psychic abilities, so he had no idea how Sam felt when he was going through his episodes and he didn't know how his own daughter was feeling. All he could do was comfort her. Well, try at least if she would let him. It seemed that she would always try to force him to keep his distance from her when she had her episodes.
"I know, baby girl," Dean murmured and started to slowly walk over to her. "I can call your Uncle Sam and see if he can come help. He was eventually able to control his psychic abilities, so I'm sure he can help you, too." Dean was thinking of anything that could help his daughter, but everything was falling back to his brother.
Sam nodded, putting his phone away as instructed. He gingerly pulled the knife out, letting it fall to the floor as he worked on getting his brother down. "We should still get you to a doctor," he said. Dean was going to need stitches and then some. He also needed to call Cassie and update her on everything.
He held Dean up, letting his older brother lean on him as they left the old barn. "Come on, I got you...."
"Nope. No, 'm fine, Sammy," Dean grunted and gripped his brother's shoulder. "I can patch myself up. Been doin' it for years." Glancing up at Sam for a moment, Dean let out a huff. "How'd ya even find me?" he asked as they walked out of the barn. "I hope you didn't bring y'er girlfriend." Dean really wasn't trying to meet Sam's girl in the condition that he was in. He still had to drive the Impala back to the motel he was stay at.
Dean was sure one of the hunters back at the bar had told Sam where he was and what Dean had claimed he was hunting. There was no way he was telling them that he was actually going after Alastair. That was a solo fight that Dean had to handle by himself.
