darkestelemental616:

merindab:

darkestelemental616:

merindab:

darkestelemental616:

[#I LOVE THE IDEA OF DEAN DRIVING SLOWLY TRYING TO GET SAM’S ATTENTION #SAM #SAM STOP BEING A BITCH#AND SAMS LIKE SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU JERK I’M GONNA TELL JACK YOU USED HIS HEAD AS A GODDAMN SOCCER BALL #NO BUT SAM KEEP CONSTANT TABS ON JACK’S HEAD #AND LIKE UNCONSCIONSLY HE’S ALWAYS REACHING OUT TO TOUCH IT #MAKE SURE ITS THERE #SO HE KNOWS THE SECOND ITS GONE #OH GOD MY HEART  

these tags mean we’re doin’ it right awww yeah]

Dean gulped. He’d been lucky enough to miss Jack’s resurrections, so he knew next to nothing about it, and his and Sam’s had always been instantaneous. But Jack’s weren’t, and between the two of them, Sam was the expert.

“Okay, I get the point. Get in the car,” he said hoarsely. “We’re getting back to the hotel and getting cleaned up and packed, and then we’re gonna find Jack." 

——

Jack finally found himself dragged back to consciousness, oddly pain-free and almost warm. 

"…Sam?”

“Not exactly.” A young brunette leaned over him, smiling gently. “You can call me Eve, actually.”

Jack started to sit up and found himself cuffed. “Well that’s not usually how I start a relationship.” He looked past her and frowned at the….people? creatures?

“Where am I? What do you want with me? Where are the Winchesters?”

Eve stroked Jack’s cheek thoughtfully. “My children thought you were one of us. You’re not, but you almost could be. Who are the Winchesters?” 

A slight shudder went through the group of creatures behind her, but they remained silent, feigning ignorance. 

“Looks like you should ask your friends there. They’re friends of mine though, so if you know what’s good for you, you should probably just let me go, lady.” Jack gave her a dark smile

“They’re only human,” a vampire said roughly. “Our Mother will crush them easily." 

"See? They’re not important.” Eve gave him a sweet little grin. “But I’d love to know just what you are, you fascinating creature.”

"Just a human,” smiled Jack.“Nothing that special.”

She moved swiftly, stabbing him in the chest.

Jack gasped awake a few minutes, giving her a glare. “That was unnecessary.”

romangodfrey:

i-kan-do-zat-i-kan-do-zat:

SO I REMEMBERED SEEING A VIDEO ON HERE ABOUT GORDON RAMSAY SHOWING HOW TO PROPERLY COOK EGGS. I WANTED EGGS FOR DINNER, SO I LOOKED UP THE VIDEO AND MADE THEM.

I TWEETED GORDON ABOUT IT AND I GOT A RESPONSE

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NOT ONLY DID I GET A RESPONSE, BUT I GOT A COMPLIMENT. HOW MANY PEOPLE CAN SAY THAT? 

many years I’ve been looking for a way to properly measure someone’s level of success in life and I think I’ve found it

4 and 24, please! :)

4: What do you think about most?
Sex? I mean uh. Well I think about stuff I want to write a lot, and not just smut.So I guess the answer is I think about the cast of characters that live in my head. If that dosen’t sound completely insane.

24:Do you have a collection of anything?
I seem to be amassing quite a collection of fanart:

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And this isn’t all of it. I need to find somewhere to hang all this. Also part of why i want my own office.