ind. blog for
dean winchester
from cw's
"supernatural"
selective | au | 18+

canon diverg.
mutual interaction.
est. oct. 2013
rebooted july 2015

written by freya.


status!

active.
● drafts: 14
● asks: 10 (on 27/07/15)
● accepting new threads !
● open to plotting !
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"ghost town" by adam lambert
"jet pack blues" by fall out boy

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♞  ▎┊ JULIET. 

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red nailed fingertips tapped at the bar’s
countertop, legs crossing over one another.
h u m a n s were soWEIRD.  never once
had the h e l l h o u n d understood them.
they were FORGEIGN conceps and she
could barely even begin to GET them.
despite being as OLD as she was, being
h u m a n was something she would never
get used to.

❛ was that sarcasm?

one thing juliet HAS been able to grasp was
s a r c a s m. she had HEARD it multiple times
from her o w n e r s. it was nothing she was
fresh to.

           ▎┊《  ▓▓▓     ♞ 

         JUST AS SLOW as he is when he sets his half emptied beer on the counter, he is equally QUICK to snap his eyes into her general direction, a clear hue of distemper painting the bolting of his eyebrow. He’s never been good at masking his inner monologues, thus there is a gradient of certain grimaces streaming through his features as he attempts to AMASS the appropriate response to this atrociously indigo reproduced deja vu.

          NO KNOWLEDGE OF basic social norms ? Uncertain sarcasm detector ? An ominous solitary and surname-less name ? How vaguely obviously familiar.

          A CLEAR OF his throat and he leans in faintly, a half serious, half lost label on his face.

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                     with all the risk to sound like a jerk
                          —–  were you raised in the JUNGLE ?