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1 yr ago
Current Yay we're back up!
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1 yr ago
Rawr.
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2 yrs ago
The election is stressing me the hell out. The cycle exhausted me and now I wanna puke. Hopefully, a big win comes soon.
2 yrs ago
Marathon training started today, and it's just as painful as I expected. Wahh. But I do feel a bit better than I do on my normal run. Pain - Bad. Runners high from a long run? Great.
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2 yrs ago
So, it looks like I am training for the Austin Marathon, starting tomorrow. RIP my calves lol
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Hi!
You can call me Anna!
I'm a veteran of the old Guild, before the shutdown.
I love Supernatural, and currently, all of my RPs are Supernatural related. Feel free to message me with ideas!

Dean Winchester is me. I am Dean Winchester.

A mom. A wife. A very protective best friend. Pathological People Pleaser. Intimidating due to my patience and general ability to be unbothered.

I'm addicted to working out, running, and generally having an endorphin high. I also tend to be very annoying talking about it, but I'm way more annoying when I'm depressed.

I'm a hopeless Swiftie. So, if you hate her, I wouldn't RP with me, if you like OOC banter. 90% of songs I use as fuel are Taylor Swift deep cuts. Not really any exceptions.

If I currently RP with you, you're basically my best friend and I will protect you with my life. <3

And also, also, because I have super severe ADHD, I tend to ghost on accident. Never be shy to send me a reminder message. I don't get offended!

@FuriePhoenix owns my soul.


Current Favorite Song


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Dean narrowed his eyes at his brother saying he’d be fine. He knew Sam would hold a bit of contempt, especially if this girl turned up dead or harmed. But, it was a risk he had to take for Sam’s well being. It was always Sam…

He looked up at Kenzi, and shrugged his shoulders, “I mean. Yeah. I’m fine.”

However, as he looked at her, he noticed that had bruised her chest. The bruise almost jumped out and slapped him in the face, causing him to grit his teeth and clinch his jaw. He wiped a hand down his face and shook his head, leaning both hands on the table to stabilize himself, “I’ll be fine.”

Within a couple of hours of sitting drowning them both out with his thoughts, Dean found himself collapse on his bed, asleep. He awoke to a pain in his stomach. Guilt. Probably from a dream, or rather nightmare about the altercation from earlier in the night. He sighed, running a hand down his face and stared over at Kenzi’s bed.

“Dammit Dean…”, he whispered to himself, reaching a hand up under his pillow to make sure his gun was still secure, before slipping out of his bed. He gently stepped over, lowering himself carefully into her bed, without looking around the room. He raised her blanket, and slipped his legs under, curling himself up around her and drifting off to sleep again, his face buried in her hair.
Dean nodded and smiled, trying to relieve the tension with his brother before he was trapped in a hotel room with him all night. He shrugged his shoulders, walking close to Sam, “I was going to say ‘if she wants to’, but…sure. She can stay. It’s not like I’ve never slept on a couch before.”

His eyes wandered over to Kenzi’s as they began to see lights breaking through the trees, signaling they were close to being out of the woods. Cars were peeling out of the parking lot, he assumed to go an search for the missing girl, John was talking about. They were looking for Anna.

A pang of guilt crept back up into the pit of his stomach as he remembered her face, Sam’s face, and the look of excitement and worth leaving both of their faces before she ran out into the night, and into her likely demise. Shaking his head, he gritted his teeth for a few seconds, “Let’s go. We have cold pizza in the room.”

Leading them across the parking lot, careful to make sure the hunters had cleared the area, they ended up at the door of his hotel room. He hadn’t locked up, in the chaos of their search and rescue. He swung the door open, walking into the room while turning to Sam.

“Sammy. You gonna be okay, man?”, he asked, his eyes traveling to Kenzi’s and then back to Sam’s, as if to ask them both. He almost felt bad for her, too…almost.

@Wolvena I was asking because my mom swears wearing a hat is why my grandfather went bald lol
I'm super scared to do it, but at the same time, I feel a sense of rebellion. My hair has always been such a defining thing for me...from my natural red, to blonde, to blue, to pink, to back to blue, to lime green, back to blue, and now whatever color this red, brown, blonde combo is lol
This is random, but I feel the need to share:

My hair is damaged from using a lightener that was too strong, while trying to redo my blue hair.

Has anyone ever shaved their head? Will wearing a beanie all the time stop hair from growing? I've never even considered it, but I'm kinda wanting to lol
So, Furie will be back in the morning, as usual. I hope everyone is having a good day and stuff. <3. Things are about to get exciting, with the two stories going off on their own. it seems everyone has picked a car to ride in lol
Dean shoved Sam forward at his and Kenzi’s words, stepping out the door behind him. He allowed him to have his space, but kept his eyes square on the back of his baby brother’s head. A million thoughts went through his own head as they walked. What if Sam had run away? What if he had been successful? What if he had’ve died? What if this girl was leading him into some weird trap?

He shook the thoughts from his head, brushing shoulders with Kenzi as he walked close to her as well. He pulled his phone from his pocket, and dialed his dad. John picked up on the first ring, causing Dean to clench his teeth.

“Dean? Sam’s…”

“Missing? Nah. He’s with me, Dad.”, Dean answered, trying to sound casual and cheery behind his shaky voice. He faked a smile to make it sound more authentic, “You know how he is. He met some nerdy kid, and they ended up getting some drinks and chilling in the courtyard…”

“Really, Dean? Because I’ve searched this entire motel. There’s a girl missing. Her mother is terrified. I was going to go out and help her look for the girl, but I couldn’t find either of you. Where are you?”, John spoke quickly, telling Dean he was packing a bag of tools to go out on his own.

“We took a walk before it got dark and got a bit…tangled up in the woods. We’re fine. We’re actually headed back, now. If this is something you think you can handle, Dad…I can stay with Sammy.”

“Sam doesn’t need a babysitter. But, considering the company, it might not be the worst idea for you to hang back. Have you had any sleep?”, John asked, slinging his bag onto his back as he exited the hotel room, and nodded at a hunter outside.

“Um…no. That’s what I was thinking. He seems pretty beat. I figured we would just turn in for the night. I have plenty of room.”, Dean lied, glancing back up at the back of Sam’s head. He softened his face, still feeling a pang of guilt as they walked, “Check in, you hear?”

“I will. Don’t leave the motel on foot. We don’t know what’s going on here…”, John finished, before hanging up the phone. Dean sighed deeply, speeding up enough to slap the back of his hand against Sam’s back.

“You’re clear…And you’re staying with me."
Dean sighed heavily, staring at Sam with worried eyes. Instant regret filled him, as he noticed his brother’s demeanor. He knew what it was like to find that spark in another person that made you want to do crazy things. He also knew that Sam was better off without he and his dad, but they were family. Hell, they were hunters. Once you’re a hunter, you die a hunter.

He turned to Kenzi, shoving his gun back into the waistband of his pants with another sigh, “I know. I just wonder if we know her mom…like…should we try to tell her, or just let her go?”

He said the words mostly to himself, but his heart wanted to go and get her, the more his anger faded at the situation. He knew Sam was hurt, and upset, and honestly it was killing him. When Sam shrugged Kenzi off, Dean stopped, “Hey…calm down, okay? Its probably in your best interest to stay with us. I’ll let dad know when we get back. Sammy, I’m sorry about Anna…”

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Anna ran as fast as she could, every snap and noise in the woods calling her frantic attention. Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of her, smiling with bright white teeth in the darkness. The man was attractive as his features came into view, but he didn’t seem to be human.

“Please…”, Anna begged as the man smiled at her.

“I’m not going to hurt you, darling. I want to help. Let me take all your trouble away.”

“How?”, she whispered, clinching her bag tighter to her shoulder, as she turned to look back at the cabin. She could run back. They could protect her.

“Come with me…”, the man whispered back, grabbing her hand. They both disappeared with a yelp from Anna.
Huffing a bit, Dean lowered his gun with Kenzi’s hand, closing his eyes again. He opened them to glare at his brother, almost feeling sorry for the girl, “Fine. You can take whatever it is that made you come out here, and scare me half to death and you can bury it. If you ever do this again, I’ll shoot you in your knee…”

Dean knew he wasn’t serious. He would never seriously wound his brother, but he needed Sam to have something to fear. In all honestly, Dean didn’t want to be alone either, like Anna.

Anna peered up over Sam’s shoulder at Kenzi. She sat back from him a bit, nodding her head with a sniffle. She wasn’t giving up, as much as she just knew that he wouldn’t be able to get away so easily. If she had known…

Pulling his face to look at him, she smiled, “It’s okay. I’ll be okay. It was fun while it lasted, right?”

She brushed his hair behind his ear one more time, and pecked his lips, as her free hand reached down and picked up her bag. Standing carefully, she backed toward the back door of the house, choosing to run through the night, rather than risk staying around Dean.

“Anna wait…”, Dean sighed, reaching a hand out. The girl was going to be eaten alive out there, and now he was responsible, but he didn’t follow her. He simple ducked his head and sighed, “Dammit…”
@Wolvena It would be more like an earthquake, I believe, to anyone Castiel isn't speaking to. So, they would feel the rumbling, maybe hear a bit of ringing, and see things falling and breaking. But Dean's the ones getting his eardrums assaulted, because Cass is speaking to him.
Dean rolled his eyes, throwing both his hands up as Sam attacked with everything his good nature had in him. He was aware that he and his dad fought…a lot. He was also aware that Sam usually ended up in the middle of everything, because he was just as stubborn as their dad.

“That’s not how things work, Sam! You can’t just run out on this! Dad would never let you go, do you understand that? He would hunt you to the ends of the earth and bring you back kicking and screaming. Our life…what we have…it’s normal. It’s normal for us.”, Dean shouted, before Kenzi chimed in and Sam attacked her too. He closed his eyes tightly, gritting his teeth, nearly cracking them as Sam brought Mika up again. It was as if his brother was in his head, pushing forward the idea that Kenzi was Mika or knew something. The whole thing was making his head spin in rage.

————

Anna leaned her forehead against Sam’s back, breathing heavily as panic began to set in about her going back to her mother. She didn’t want to go back, and she also didn’t want to be alone. She wanted Sam to come with her. As a tear soaked into the back of his shirt, she sighed and leaned up.

“That’s not fair…”, she muttered at Kenzi, shaking her head, “He deserves a life. We deserve a life. I can’t go back there…”

“And you can’t stay here. I don’t really care what you do, princess…but you’re not taking my brother.”, Dean spoke up, pointing his gun toward the ground next to her.

“Would you really shoot me?”, she whispered, blinking away tears as Dean didn’t seem to waver, “Wow…”
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