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walkingxabovexperdition:

bigbro-winchester:

walkingxabovexperdition:

     ——- he’s just gonna .. sit here. for a few minutes.

—sits with. offers a beer.

     straightening his shoulders, he takes the offered beer with only a passing glance at the label. ” .. . thanks.” 

it’s nothing special, just a pale ale with a cheap label that doesn’t taste too bad going down and leaves the flavor of hops on the tongue, something to distract the weight pulling down their shoulders. “…don’t mention it.”

+walkingxabovexperdition;  



walkingxabovexperdition:

     ——- he’s just gonna .. sit here. for a few minutes.

—sits with. offers a beer.




thegirlwiththecookies replied to your post:

Wait. You’re leaving? :O

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+thegirlwiththecookies;  +ooc;  



So I saw that you were leaving this blog, and I just wanted to say thank you for all the awesome posts and great stories. Your characterization of Dean is amazing and you add a lot to the fandom. Thanks so much for sharing your talent and your time.
Anonymous

ooc; I’m not sure when this message was sent or if you’re still around, my dear, but thank you so much for taking the time to send me this. Than you for reading and sticking around and getting something out of this ♥

+ooc;  +anonymous;  +Anonymous;  



announcement;

bigbro-winchester:

Hello, dears—I’m sure you know that I’ve been promising to come back and get this blog going again, and I’ve promised and promised and promised and haven’t delivered.

I think the truth is that I’ve been done here for months, and this blog’s been grinding to a steadier and steadier halt, but I’ve kept trying to come back out of this irrational fear that I would lose everything that I’ve accomplished here. 

The thing is that this blog isn’t a trophy. Leaving this blog isn’t going to erase me, because I’m not some trophy to be put into storage. Dean’s character didn’t make me. I made him. And I can continue on with that for as long as I enjoy it, but the relationship I have with Dean Winchester and Supernatural has wrapped up, I think, for good, and so I’m going to take a leaf out of Wappy’s book and close up shop here.

As a roleplayer, coming here isn’t the same anymore. Supernatural isn’t the same anymore, and I have trouble connecting both with the show, and with Dean, as well as other roleplayers here. More often than not, coming on here feels more like a chore than something I want to do, and that’s a feeling I’ve been harboring for quite a few months, trying to resolve it without getting upset about it. So this is my decision.

With that said, I’m super grateful for everything that Supernatural has given me. I’ve met so many amazing people and made so many incredible, lasting friendships that I never even dreamed of having. I wouldn’t trade growing to know you guys for anything. Not only that, but I’ve been introduced to so many awesome fandoms, and other shows—for those of you who’ve been here with me since the beginning, you might recall that I had no tolerance for this spooky, creepy, horror genre. I watched the first three seasons of Supernatural from behind my fingers. Supernatural is what got me out of my anime rut (not that there’s anything wrong with anime) and into what are now some of my favorite shows.

Supernatural has made me braver, more social, and taught me how to exorcise a demon in five easy steps, satisfaction guaranteed.

But the goodbye isn’t permanent. Just not here. Dean and I can’t be reached here. Instead, you can find me here (you’ll find me there pretty much every day) and here.

And if you’re not savvy with the Teen Wolf fandom, and don’t want to be, you can find me on my personal (where I’m actually making an effort to be active again).

Hell, you can even find me on twitter.

Maybe one day you’ll see me again, Deaning it up on some other account.

Thank you guys so, so much for following me here, and interacting with me, and giving me pretty much some of the best memories I have stored away in my grapefruit. Feel free to unfollow if you please, or stalk the shit out of my 24,000+ posts, and if you need to message me, I’ll be checking my inbox here for the next couple of days.

Hunt on, hunters.

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announcement;

bigbro-winchester:

Hello, dears—I’m sure you know that I’ve been promising to come back and get this blog going again, and I’ve promised and promised and promised and haven’t delivered.

I think the truth is that I’ve been done here for months, and this blog’s been grinding to a steadier and steadier halt, but I’ve kept trying to come back out of this irrational fear that I would lose everything that I’ve accomplished here. 

The thing is that this blog isn’t a trophy. Leaving this blog isn’t going to erase me, because I’m not some trophy to be put into storage. Dean’s character didn’t make me. I made him. And I can continue on with that for as long as I enjoy it, but the relationship I have with Dean Winchester and Supernatural has wrapped up, I think, for good, and so I’m going to take a leaf out of Wappy’s book and close up shop here.

As a roleplayer, coming here isn’t the same anymore. Supernatural isn’t the same anymore, and I have trouble connecting both with the show, and with Dean, as well as other roleplayers here. More often than not, coming on here feels more like a chore than something I want to do, and that’s a feeling I’ve been harboring for quite a few months, trying to resolve it without getting upset about it. So this is my decision.

With that said, I’m super grateful for everything that Supernatural has given me. I’ve met so many amazing people and made so many incredible, lasting friendships that I never even dreamed of having. I wouldn’t trade growing to know you guys for anything. Not only that, but I’ve been introduced to so many awesome fandoms, and other shows—for those of you who’ve been here with me since the beginning, you might recall that I had no tolerance for this spooky, creepy, horror genre. I watched the first three seasons of Supernatural from behind my fingers. Supernatural is what got me out of my anime rut (not that there’s anything wrong with anime) and into what are now some of my favorite shows.

Supernatural has made me braver, more social, and taught me how to exorcise a demon in five easy steps, satisfaction guaranteed.

But the goodbye isn’t permanent. Just not here. Dean and I can’t be reached here. Instead, you can find me here (you’ll find me there pretty much every day) and here.

And if you’re not savvy with the Teen Wolf fandom, and don’t want to be, you can find me on my personal (where I’m actually making an effort to be active again).

Hell, you can even find me on twitter.

Maybe one day you’ll see me again, Deaning it up on some other account.

Thank you guys so, so much for following me here, and interacting with me, and giving me pretty much some of the best memories I have stored away in my grapefruit. Feel free to unfollow if you please, or stalk the shit out of my 24,000+ posts, and if you need to message me, I’ll be checking my inbox here for the next couple of days.

Hunt on, hunters.

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announcement;

bigbro-winchester:

Hello, dears—I’m sure you know that I’ve been promising to come back and get this blog going again, and I’ve promised and promised and promised and haven’t delivered.

I think the truth is that I’ve been done here for months, and this blog’s been grinding to a steadier and steadier halt, but I’ve kept trying to come back out of this irrational fear that I would lose everything that I’ve accomplished here. 

The thing is that this blog isn’t a trophy. Leaving this blog isn’t going to erase me, because I’m not some trophy to be put into storage. Dean’s character didn’t make me. I made him. And I can continue on with that for as long as I enjoy it, but the relationship I have with Dean Winchester and Supernatural has wrapped up, I think, for good, and so I’m going to take a leaf out of Wappy’s book and close up shop here.

As a roleplayer, coming here isn’t the same anymore. Supernatural isn’t the same anymore, and I have trouble connecting both with the show, and with Dean, as well as other roleplayers here. More often than not, coming on here feels more like a chore than something I want to do, and that’s a feeling I’ve been harboring for quite a few months, trying to resolve it without getting upset about it. So this is my decision.

With that said, I’m super grateful for everything that Supernatural has given me. I’ve met so many amazing people and made so many incredible, lasting friendships that I never even dreamed of having. I wouldn’t trade growing to know you guys for anything. Not only that, but I’ve been introduced to so many awesome fandoms, and other shows—for those of you who’ve been here with me since the beginning, you might recall that I had no tolerance for this spooky, creepy, horror genre. I watched the first three seasons of Supernatural from behind my fingers. Supernatural is what got me out of my anime rut (not that there’s anything wrong with anime) and into what are now some of my favorite shows.

Supernatural has made me braver, more social, and taught me how to exorcise a demon in five easy steps, satisfaction guaranteed.

But the goodbye isn’t permanent. Just not here. Dean and I can’t be reached here. Instead, you can find me here (you’ll find me there pretty much every day) and here.

And if you’re not savvy with the Teen Wolf fandom, and don’t want to be, you can find me on my personal (where I’m actually making an effort to be active again).

Hell, you can even find me on twitter.

Maybe one day you’ll see me again, Deaning it up on some other account.

Thank you guys so, so much for following me here, and interacting with me, and giving me pretty much some of the best memories I have stored away in my grapefruit. Feel free to unfollow if you please, or stalk the shit out of my 24,000+ posts, and if you need to message me, I’ll be checking my inbox here for the next couple of days.

Hunt on, hunters.

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announcement;

bigbro-winchester:

Hello, dears—I’m sure you know that I’ve been promising to come back and get this blog going again, and I’ve promised and promised and promised and haven’t delivered.

I think the truth is that I’ve been done here for months, and this blog’s been grinding to a steadier and steadier halt, but I’ve kept trying to come back out of this irrational fear that I would lose everything that I’ve accomplished here. 

The thing is that this blog isn’t a trophy. Leaving this blog isn’t going to erase me, because I’m not some trophy to be put into storage. Dean’s character didn’t make me. I made him. And I can continue on with that for as long as I enjoy it, but the relationship I have with Dean Winchester and Supernatural has wrapped up, I think, for good, and so I’m going to take a leaf out of Wappy’s book and close up shop here.

As a roleplayer, coming here isn’t the same anymore. Supernatural isn’t the same anymore, and I have trouble connecting both with the show, and with Dean, as well as other roleplayers here. More often than not, coming on here feels more like a chore than something I want to do, and that’s a feeling I’ve been harboring for quite a few months, trying to resolve it without getting upset about it. So this is my decision.

With that said, I’m super grateful for everything that Supernatural has given me. I’ve met so many amazing people and made so many incredible, lasting friendships that I never even dreamed of having. I wouldn’t trade growing to know you guys for anything. Not only that, but I’ve been introduced to so many awesome fandoms, and other shows—for those of you who’ve been here with me since the beginning, you might recall that I had no tolerance for this spooky, creepy, horror genre. I watched the first three seasons of Supernatural from behind my fingers. Supernatural is what got me out of my anime rut (not that there’s anything wrong with anime) and into what are now some of my favorite shows.

Supernatural has made me braver, more social, and taught me how to exorcise a demon in five easy steps, satisfaction guaranteed.

But the goodbye isn’t permanent. Just not here. Dean and I can’t be reached here. Instead, you can find me here (you’ll find me there pretty much every day) and here.

And if you’re not savvy with the Teen Wolf fandom, and don’t want to be, you can find me on my personal (where I’m actually making an effort to be active again).

Hell, you can even find me on twitter.

Maybe one day you’ll see me again, Deaning it up on some other account.

Thank you guys so, so much for following me here, and interacting with me, and giving me pretty much some of the best memories I have stored away in my grapefruit. Feel free to unfollow if you please, or stalk the shit out of my 24,000+ posts, and if you need to message me, I’ll be checking my inbox here for the next couple of days.

Hunt on, hunters.

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announcement;

bigbro-winchester:

Hello, dears—I’m sure you know that I’ve been promising to come back and get this blog going again, and I’ve promised and promised and promised and haven’t delivered.

I think the truth is that I’ve been done here for months, and this blog’s been grinding to a steadier and steadier halt, but I’ve kept trying to come back out of this irrational fear that I would lose everything that I’ve accomplished here. 

The thing is that this blog isn’t a trophy. Leaving this blog isn’t going to erase me, because I’m not some trophy to be put into storage. Dean’s character didn’t make me. I made him. And I can continue on with that for as long as I enjoy it, but the relationship I have with Dean Winchester and Supernatural has wrapped up, I think, for good, and so I’m going to take a leaf out of Wappy’s book and close up shop here.

As a roleplayer, coming here isn’t the same anymore. Supernatural isn’t the same anymore, and I have trouble connecting both with the show, and with Dean, as well as other roleplayers here. More often than not, coming on here feels more like a chore than something I want to do, and that’s a feeling I’ve been harboring for quite a few months, trying to resolve it without getting upset about it. So this is my decision.

With that said, I’m super grateful for everything that Supernatural has given me. I’ve met so many amazing people and made so many incredible, lasting friendships that I never even dreamed of having. I wouldn’t trade growing to know you guys for anything. Not only that, but I’ve been introduced to so many awesome fandoms, and other shows—for those of you who’ve been here with me since the beginning, you might recall that I had no tolerance for this spooky, creepy, horror genre. I watched the first three seasons of Supernatural from behind my fingers. Supernatural is what got me out of my anime rut (not that there’s anything wrong with anime) and into what are now some of my favorite shows.

Supernatural has made me braver, more social, and taught me how to exorcise a demon in five easy steps, satisfaction guaranteed.

But the goodbye isn’t permanent. Just not here. Dean and I can’t be reached here. Instead, you can find me here (you’ll find me there pretty much every day) and here.

And if you’re not savvy with the Teen Wolf fandom, and don’t want to be, you can find me on my personal (where I’m actually making an effort to be active again).

Hell, you can even find me on twitter.

Maybe one day you’ll see me again, Deaning it up on some other account.

Thank you guys so, so much for following me here, and interacting with me, and giving me pretty much some of the best memories I have stored away in my grapefruit. Feel free to unfollow if you please, or stalk the shit out of my 24,000+ posts, and if you need to message me, I’ll be checking my inbox here for the next couple of days.

Hunt on, hunters.

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announcement;

bigbro-winchester:

Hello, dears—I’m sure you know that I’ve been promising to come back and get this blog going again, and I’ve promised and promised and promised and haven’t delivered.

I think the truth is that I’ve been done here for months, and this blog’s been grinding to a steadier and steadier halt, but I’ve kept trying to come back out of this irrational fear that I would lose everything that I’ve accomplished here. 

The thing is that this blog isn’t a trophy. Leaving this blog isn’t going to erase me, because I’m not some trophy to be put into storage. Dean’s character didn’t make me. I made him. And I can continue on with that for as long as I enjoy it, but the relationship I have with Dean Winchester and Supernatural has wrapped up, I think, for good, and so I’m going to take a leaf out of Wappy’s book and close up shop here.

As a roleplayer, coming here isn’t the same anymore. Supernatural isn’t the same anymore, and I have trouble connecting both with the show, and with Dean, as well as other roleplayers here. More often than not, coming on here feels more like a chore than something I want to do, and that’s a feeling I’ve been harboring for quite a few months, trying to resolve it without getting upset about it. So this is my decision.

With that said, I’m super grateful for everything that Supernatural has given me. I’ve met so many amazing people and made so many incredible, lasting friendships that I never even dreamed of having. I wouldn’t trade growing to know you guys for anything. Not only that, but I’ve been introduced to so many awesome fandoms, and other shows—for those of you who’ve been here with me since the beginning, you might recall that I had no tolerance for this spooky, creepy, horror genre. I watched the first three seasons of Supernatural from behind my fingers. Supernatural is what got me out of my anime rut (not that there’s anything wrong with anime) and into what are now some of my favorite shows.

Supernatural has made me braver, more social, and taught me how to exorcise a demon in five easy steps, satisfaction guaranteed.

But the goodbye isn’t permanent. Just not here. Dean and I can’t be reached here. Instead, you can find me here (you’ll find me there pretty much every day) and here.

And if you’re not savvy with the Teen Wolf fandom, and don’t want to be, you can find me on my personal (where I’m actually making an effort to be active again).

Hell, you can even find me on twitter.

Maybe one day you’ll see me again, Deaning it up on some other account.

Thank you guys so, so much for following me here, and interacting with me, and giving me pretty much some of the best memories I have stored away in my grapefruit. Feel free to unfollow if you please, or stalk the shit out of my 24,000+ posts, and if you need to message me, I’ll be checking my inbox here for the next couple of days.

Hunt on, hunters.

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announcement;

Hello, dears—I’m sure you know that I’ve been promising to come back and get this blog going again, and I’ve promised and promised and promised and haven’t delivered.

I think the truth is that I’ve been done here for months, and this blog’s been grinding to a steadier and steadier halt, but I’ve kept trying to come back out of this irrational fear that I would lose everything that I’ve accomplished here. 

The thing is that this blog isn’t a trophy. Leaving this blog isn’t going to erase me, because I’m not some trophy to be put into storage. Dean’s character didn’t make me. I made him. And I can continue on with that for as long as I enjoy it, but the relationship I have with Dean Winchester and Supernatural has wrapped up, I think, for good, and so I’m going to take a leaf out of Wappy’s book and close up shop here.

As a roleplayer, coming here isn’t the same anymore. Supernatural isn’t the same anymore, and I have trouble connecting both with the show, and with Dean, as well as other roleplayers here. More often than not, coming on here feels more like a chore than something I want to do, and that’s a feeling I’ve been harboring for quite a few months, trying to resolve it without getting upset about it. So this is my decision.

With that said, I’m super grateful for everything that Supernatural has given me. I’ve met so many amazing people and made so many incredible, lasting friendships that I never even dreamed of having. I wouldn’t trade growing to know you guys for anything. Not only that, but I’ve been introduced to so many awesome fandoms, and other shows—for those of you who’ve been here with me since the beginning, you might recall that I had no tolerance for this spooky, creepy, horror genre. I watched the first three seasons of Supernatural from behind my fingers. Supernatural is what got me out of my anime rut (not that there’s anything wrong with anime) and into what are now some of my favorite shows.

Supernatural has made me braver, more social, and taught me how to exorcise a demon in five easy steps, satisfaction guaranteed.

But the goodbye isn’t permanent. Just not here. Dean and I can’t be reached here. Instead, you can find me here (you’ll find me there pretty much every day) and here.

And if you’re not savvy with the Teen Wolf fandom, and don’t want to be, you can find me on my personal (where I’m actually making an effort to be active again).

Hell, you can even find me on twitter.

Maybe one day you’ll see me again, Deaning it up on some other account.

Thank you guys so, so much for following me here, and interacting with me, and giving me pretty much some of the best memories I have stored away in my grapefruit. Feel free to unfollow if you please, or stalk the shit out of my 24,000+ posts, and if you need to message me, I’ll be checking my inbox here for the next couple of days.

Hunt on, hunters.

+ooc;  






toleraverimus:

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Don’t be so hard on yourself. You’ll be every gay man’s wet dream even when you’re fifty—which, I mean, aren’t you already like - forty? Almost there. [ Have a complimentary, tall glass of contempt. ] Did you ‘ raise ’ me to be picky, Dean?

I “raised” you to know your damn liquors. And it’s thirty-three, smartass, but, y’know, not… counting the time in Hell. Or Purgatory.

{But that’s another story and the math always gets funky around there.}

You know, I actually have a bottle of aged bourbon in the car that I’ve been meaning to open. Saves us the trouble of going anywhere.

+toleraverimus;  



toleraverimus:

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Tipping? Who said anything about tipping? I’m in my twenties and I’m still embodying a seventeen year old. There’s no way they’re going to let me in—-I can barely get in a club without a little pushing and shoving, so.

[ He’s more or less hoping Dean will take the hint, go in, buy a twenty-four pack of beer and a bottle of whisky, then come back out. No tipping. No flirting in exchange for free drinks. A night in sounded way better than a night out.

Please? 

Yeah, life is so hard when you’re young and beautiful. {Dean makes a face at him, but the mocking is half-hearted at best.} What’s the preference tonight—or are we going with my tastes?

+toleraverimus;  



toleraverimus:

You didn’t even know me when I was twelve, you stupid asshole. [ He may or may not be swatting at Dean’s hand while simultaneously scrunching up his nose in protest. ] Hey, watch it—I need that. Uh. He’s somewhere around here. 

We like to do our own thing sometimes, you know.

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Oh, right, right, you’re legal now. I forgot. Alright. Fine. Lead the way. I’ll pay, but you’re tipping. I’m not made out of money.

+toleraverimus;