#svvinchester

                                                     NYX

The personification and the goddess of night. Her appearances are sparse in surviving mythology, but reveal her as a figure of such exceptional power and beauty that she is feared by Zeus himself. She is fearless and feisty, and is not afraid of a challenge.

Give me the title of a series and I’ll fill out the list!

Favorite character: Sam Winchester 

Worst character: Dick Roman

OTP: Sam & Jessica

NOTP: Sam & Amelia

Greatest emotional moment: When Sam died in Cold Oak and Dean rushed over to him. Broke my heart! (there’s so many moments tho)

Most excitable moment: The trials count as exciting right? (and emotional?)

Favorite series trope: Cultured badass that’s a trope right???

Series pet peeve: THE DISCONTINUITY

Opinion on the writing: If it’s anything brother related I love it

White line after white line, the distance between the huntress and her destination diminished, only a couple hours away from South Dakota.  Lana hadn’t spoken a word since she’d hung up the phone, and she hadn’t questioned for a second what Dean had asked her to do — she just got into her car and started driving.  Perhaps she should have stopped and thought for a moment about how she felt, about what seeing HIM again after all these years would stir up inside her — but she didn’t.  And she wasn’t going to.  No matter how things ended between them, when it came down to being there for Sam or not...EVERYTHING else would take the backseat.  This was no exception.

The petite brunette only let out a deep breath before knocking on Bobby’s door.  By what Dean had mentioned over the phone, Sam was in some panic room having a demon blood detox after a relapse, and despite the risk it might involve, he didn’t want him to go through it alone this time.  Dean had enough on his plate with demons and Michael to do this himself, plus — one didn’t have to be too clever to notice the brothers weren’t on the best of terms right now.  And it was okay, she didn’t expect this to be rainbows and unicorns — Lana just hoped she lived up to the role she’d been given.  

The door soon opened up for her, and so the buzzing noise of her thoughts quietened down — the huntress had the odd feeling that she was gonna need every little bit of CLARITY she could get.  ❝ Hey, I came as fast as I could — where is he? ❞  Her steps followed Dean’s closely, until they climbed down the stairs to the house’s basement and she saw with her own eyes what he meant to say earlier.  There was a big, metallic door at the end of the room, and Sam was right behind it.  The sight of him there, imprisoned, stung her heart in ways she didn’t think were possible — at least not anymore.  But she should’ve known this visit was gonna be anything but predictable.  

❝ I’m going in.  Close the door behind me, alright?  I’ll call if I need anything. ❞  Lana gave Dean a reassuring last nod, and finally walked inside.  Nor the slamming of the door nor her echoed footsteps distracted her from his alluring eyes, his surprised expression — she’d almost forgotten how effortlessly he said everything there was to say without a word.  ALMOST.  But they had to start somewhere if they wanted the big elephant in the room to go away at some point, so...there went nothing.  ❝ Hi, Sam. ❞

RULES: Bold the statements that apply to you, italicize your aspirations, and tag nine people!

AIR: I have small hands • I love the night sky • I watch small animals and birds when I pass them by • I drink herbal tea • I wake to see dawn • The smell of dust is comforting • I’m valued for being wise • I prefer books to music • I meditate • I find joy in learning new truths from the world around me

FIRE: I don’t have straight hair • I like to wear ripped jeans and overalls • I play an organized sport • I love dogs • I am not afraid of adventure • I love to talk to strangers • I always try new foods • I enjoy road trips • Summer is my favorite season • My radio podcast app is always playing

WATER: I wear bracelets on my wrists • I love the bustle of the city • I have more than one set of piercings • I read poetry • I love the sound of a thunderstorm • I want to travel the world • I go to sleep past midnight most days • I love dimly lit diners and fluorescent signs • I rewatch kids’ shows out of nostalgia • I see emotions in colors not words

EARTH: I wear glasses • I enjoy doing the laundry • I am a vegetarian or vegan • I have an excellent sense of time • My humor is very cheerful • I am a valued adviser to my friends • I believe in true love • I love the chill of mountain air • I’m always listening to music • I am highly trusted by the people in my life

AETHER: I go without makeup in my daily life • I make my own artwork • I keep on track of my tasks and time • I always know true north • I see beauty in everything • I can always smell flowers • I smile at everyone I pass by • I always fear history repeating itself • I have recovered from a mental disorder • I can love unconditionally

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“ Don’t be an asshole, son. “

The sadistic grin appeared on the leader’s lips as he looked to Sam. Through the younger man’s sass and refusal to take the savior’s words to offense he could see why he may be the man’s father. With that it only brought more ideas to push Sam’s buttons.