Dean Winchester

Demons I get. People are crazy.

#ForsakenWings, #Stardusted #InsaneMundane
#SPN #MV #MS

[Dean Winchester @CrudeSquirrel]

"Bitch."

//Flipped Account.
Multi-writers
#ForsakenWings
#Stardusted
#InsaneMundane
#SPN
#MV/#MS
Not new to RP

Ships will proceed after

[ᴀʟᴇxᴀɴᴅᴇʀ ʟɪɢʜᴛᴡᴏᴏᴅ @BrusqueHunter]

Alec Lightwood 🏹

- New to character
- Multi - Verse
- descriptive if you are
- dramafree zone
- #Lassy

RT please ? ❤😘

[Claire Novak @FallenNovakC]

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ɴᴇᴡ ᴀᴄᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ
#InsaneMundane
#SPN #RP

[Dean Winchester @CrudeSquirrel]

@SeraphicSolider —It hurt him. But those words would never fall from his lips.
Dean's face hardened slightly as he fought against the hurt.

[Dean Winchester @CrudeSquirrel]

@SeraphicSolider —look. There was a hint of anger lurking in his hazel eyes, as well as a hint of sadness. He couldn't understand why Cas had ignored him.—

[Dean Winchester @CrudeSquirrel]

@SeraphicSolider —going to ask about the odd voice mail message but he'd let that slide until later.
Dean stared down the Angel with his an intense —

[Dean Winchester @CrudeSquirrel]

@SeraphicSolider "No. I've heard nothing about her. But tell me... Where in the hell have you been and why haven't you been answering my calls?" He was —

[Dean Winchester @CrudeSquirrel]

@SeraphicSolider —basket of allergies.

[Dean Winchester @CrudeSquirrel]

@SeraphicSolider "Um.. Okay then? I guess?" Yeah, he was giving in. Kittens were cute so he didn't mind. He just didn't want to be a sneezy, red eyed —

[Dean Winchester @CrudeSquirrel]

@SeraphicSolider "Oh really?" One brow raises.

[Dean Winchester @CrudeSquirrel]

@SeraphicSolider "....But I'm allergic."

[Dean Winchester @CrudeSquirrel]

@SeraphicSolider —lights out.

[Dean Winchester @CrudeSquirrel]

@SeraphicSolider —since Dean had laid eyes on him. He had been worried.
"Cas?" He asked again. Dean didn't know whether to hug the Angel or punch his —

[Dean Winchester @CrudeSquirrel]

@SeraphicSolider —Finally, he made it to the main living area. Hazel-green eyes widened when they landed on the back of Cas' form. It had been two weeks—

[Dean Winchester @CrudeSquirrel]

@SeraphicSolider —trying so hard not to spill it.
"Cas?" He called out. Dean was sure he had heard the Angel's voice when he had been in the kitchen. —

[Dean Winchester @CrudeSquirrel]

@SeraphicSolider —; he padded quietly across the stone floor in slippered feet, coming out into the hall. A cup on coffee was held in his hand. Dean was—

[Dean Winchester @CrudeSquirrel]

@SeraphicSolider The ruffle of feathers caught Dean's attention as he stood in the bunker's kitchen. His men of letters robe was wrapped tight around him—

[Dean Winchester @CrudeSquirrel]

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Yo, So, once I catch up on replies from other accounts, I'll do a thing for info if me. I.e. my ships for Dean and all.

~~Sie

[Dean Winchester @CrudeSquirrel]

Ok. Forreal, Dean's gonna go sleep. Listening to his music of course.

[Dean Winchester @CrudeSquirrel]

Just lays this down before going off to bed.