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Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Dean Winchester

Dean sighed with relief as Mika confirmed that he hadn’t hurt her this time around. He at least had that, and her words following caused his heart to swell. Just hearing that he had locked her down, after all this time, and that she was willing to just fight back against anyone who came between them was yet another relief. He released her foot when she pulled it from his hands, and turned his eyes up to hers, the green in his eyes illuminated by the sunlight coming in from the window.

“You’ve ruined me, you know that? I would be a wreck without you, now.”, he murmured, nuzzling against her hand as she kissed his lips. He kissed her back, just as gently, and met her eyes with a soft laugh, “I don’t think you’re useless. You’re a lot stronger than me. A lot. Mika you’re terrifying.”

He laughed a bit harder, leaning in to kiss her lips one more time, “But I love you. I’ll do what I can to ignore him…until I can’t.”

As he sat there, scanning between her eyes, just taking in the calm of Mika not being angry with him, and having her beneath his hands as long as he wanted her there, a knock at the door caused him to flinch. He stood reluctantly from the floor, and walked toward the door, turning to glance at Mika with a bit of apprehension, as he swung the door open and Nat stood there, “I’m assuming you have news…”

Annabeth and Cason

Cason shrugged his shoulders as Nat passed him, and smirked, “Your loss. I’m a fun plus one.”

Anna simply rolled her eyes again, shoving him lightly to tell him to zip his mouth shut for now. He leaned in as she passed and pressed a kiss to her cheek, before patting Sam on the arm, “I’ll just wait for signs of life from Esme. I’m a little afraid to walk into her room unannounced.”

“If we’re lucky, she’ll shoot you again. So, feel free.”, Anna chimed over her shoulder with a sheepish grin. Cason waved her off, pulling a pack of cigarettes from the pocket of his jacket, and pulled one, lighting it with a grumpy glare at the ground. Anna turned and laced her fingers with Sam’s, pulling herself close to him as they walked to Dean and Mika’s door. After Nat knocked, the door swung open, and Dean stood there, his face still a bit red from the drama with Cason. Anna stayed quiet, and pulled herself further behind Sam’s back, barely showing her face to Dean as he stood in the doorway.

Duke

Duke kept his kiss soft, as Esme froze against him, her body rigid and her heart racing against his fingertips. He had half a mind to pull back from the kiss completely, admitting that it was a mistake and handing her an apology on a silver platter. But slowly he felt her body relax, as he brushed his lips over hers once again, and she leaned into the kiss. Duke’s heart swelled as soon as her feelings hit his mind.

He wrapped his fingers around the back of her neck carefully, pulling her lips tighter to his as he carefully brushed his tongue across her bottom lip. He held himself back from furthering the kiss, not wanting to push her past her limits, or possibly push them past a point of no return that would be moving too fast…and that she wasn’t really capable of.

He broke the kiss carefully, brushing his fingertips across her cheek as he scanned her eyes and smiled brightly, “I’ve been wanting to do that from the day I met you, way back in the day. I couldn’t pass up the opportunity.”

He smiled widely again, chuckling as he glanced down at her lips. He moved his fingers down to her chin, and brushed his thumb across her bottom lip, “And judging by that buzz I feel in my head, coming off of you, I don’t think you minded.”, he whispered with another chuckle, leaning in to kiss her lips a bit more excitedly. He didn’t know what this meant. He didn’t know where they stood with each other. He didn’t even know if this really was a mistake. But what he did know, was that he didn’t want pizza yet. He just wanted to hold her close, and feel her lips that he had fought himself to the point of drawing blood from his cheeks, to not kiss them. Now, she was willingly kissing him, her skin against his palm and nothing but each other.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Dean Winchester

Dean glanced over to Mika as she sat on the bed and began rubbing her feet. Her words caused him to wince in a silent apology. He sighed, and stepped over to the bed, kneeling down onto his knees. He reached his hands out, not saying anything, and picked her foot up, deeply massaging her foot as he looked up at her face with a sigh, “I’m sorry. He just…He acts like he can just wiggle in and sweep you away because of a mistake, and it’s a mistake that happened YESTERDAY.”

He frowned, and turned his eyes from her face, down to her foot as he massaged it, gritting his teeth. He could barely stand to let the mental image of Cason and Mika together into his mind, but it weaseled in, no matter how hard he tried to push it away. He still wasn’t convinced that Cason had been under any influence when he either didn’t fight back, or fully took advantage of Mika’s trance under Cupid. He glanced up at her again, “I’m trying. I didn’t hurt your arm, did I? I didn’t mean to lose my cool.”

It wasn’t in Deans nature for him to apologize for being possessive. In his mind, it was his way of showing how much he loved her, in the past, but he had also hurt her with his possessiveness in the past. The thought of leaving bruises on her skin, because of his own paranoia made his stomach turn as he scanned her face.

Annabeth and Cason

Cason winced as Sam stepped up and wrapped an arm around Anna’s waist, his nose snarling in a bit of disgust at how quickly Sam had managed to wiggle his way back into Anna’s head. Cason had worked hard to keep them apart, and after only a few days, they were close enough for Sam to show possessiveness. He shook his shoulders slightly, staring at Sam quizzically, “There’s a graveyard, not far from the High School, and in the center of the graveyard, there’s a chapel. The seal will be broken in the chapel. From what I’ve heard, there’s going to be a party tonight, you know…Halloween and all that. I figure you might want to get over there.”

Anna frowned and she tilted her head, “Why would kids at a party have anything to do with any of this? I thought we were dealing with witches and demons and stuff.”

“Oh, you are, but Samhain needs blood. He needs sacrifice. What better way to get those sacrifices than idiot kids drunk and out of their mind? I could use a date to the party.”, he chuckled, shrugging his shoulders as he scanned between Natalia and Anna’s faces. Anna snarled her nose, “What? Two weeks ago, we were eating sushi and sleeping in the same bed, and now you can’t even hang out with me at a Halloween party?”

“That was before I found out you’re a demon…and that you had been lying to me the entire time we’ve been together.”, Anna snapped, causing Cason to actually wince, pulling his bottom lip between his teeth, “So, that changes things, you know? I’ve had my fill of Angels and Demons, at this point.”

“Well. I just wanted to let you know. I’m mostly here to bring Esme a present.”, he muttered, petting Sarah’s back. Anna turned her eyes down to scan over the invisible hound and she pulled herself a bit closer to Sam’s side.

Duke

Duke laughed softly at Esme’s request for cheesecake. It was a blast from the past, instantly. Dean’s obsession with pie, any time he went on supply runs, were closely rivaled by Esme’s requests for cheesecake. Though, she was right. The odds of finding cheesecake around a small dusty town were slim. He thought about it for a moment, and then raised his eyebrows, glancing down at her hand as she squeezed his, “Well. I’ll order us a pizza, and then as soon as you’re up and movin’ around, I’ll take you out for cheesecake. I think a tiny diner with cute little waitresses feeding you sweets sounds like a pretty good catch up spot.”

He flashed his dazzling smile, and scooted further onto the bed beside her, pulling the blankets over his own body. Even still wearing a towel, he felt absolutely relieved to be in a bed, even just resting before he ordered a pizza. He scanned over her face for a moment, taking in her smile, and the feeling of her hand in his.

Surprising himself, Duke leaned in, bringing his free hand up to brush across her cheek as gently as he could. He hesitantly leaned in further, staring down at her lips, and gently pressed his lips to hers. He brought his hand from her cheek, to push her hair behind her ear as he just moved his lips carefully against hers, something he had wanted to do from the day they met.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Hello everyone

I've been in the hospital for almost a month. I was in a bad car accident, a car hurtling 80 mph in a police chase slammed into me at a red light. I've been in a coma for 3 weeks, I regained conscience a week ago and just got released today. I almost died and just wanted to let everyone know where i went.

@Chulance

Holy crap dude!!!! I'm glad you're back home and still alive! Hope the police got the bastard and add what they did to you to their charges.

@FuriePhoenix

I agree with her. I hope the cops got them and that you have a super quick recovery ❤️

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Dean Winchester

Dean tilted his head toward Mika as she responded to the demon in front of him. He didn’t even want Cason mentioning Mika, much less talking to her. He wanted him as far away from her as he could get. He wasn’t convinced that them sleeping together wasn’t a grand coercion to try and mess with Dean’s mind. And the Hellhound in front of him, didn’t give him much confidence that he was wrong.

“I’ll give you the information when the others get here. I want to check on Anna…and Esme.”, Cason said simply, with a shrug. Dean calmed a bit as Mika touched his back, realizing that she was there with him, and she was his, even with Cason in front of them. She wasn’t extremely friendly with him, and it made his heart rate calm a bit. But her next words were so calm and almost nice, and he raised his eyebrows. Cason nodded, “I’ll just chill here. I have nothing but time. You look good.”

“Alright that’s enough. You and your mutt chill here until we decide we need what you know, and then you can get out of here. I don’t think Anna really wants to see you as much as you want to see her, regardless your hang ups. C’mon.”, Dean snapped, turning to grab Mika’s upper arm. He pulled her with him as he walked up to their door, and quickly opened the door, pulling her inside. He pulled his phone out of his pocket as he released Mika’s arm, and nodded, “Sam says they’re on their way…”

Annabeth

Anna rode back mostly in silence, just staring out the window as she came to terms with the magnitude of what was happening with the group. As they pulled into the parking lot, and she laid her eyes on Cason, along with what Sam and Nat were saying, she sighed, running her fingers through her hair. She waited until the car was stopped, not saying a word and stepped out of the back seat. She stood and flattened her dress as Cason approached her with a bright smile.

“Wow! Look at you! What’s the costume today, sexy receptionist to the FBI?”, he chimed, walking up to Anna and wrapping his arms tightly around her. He pressed a tight kiss to her forehead before pulling back and looking down at her face.

“I’m just an agent. What are you doing here?”, Anna asked flatly, scanning his face as he watched her expressions. His hair was slightly fluffier than she remembered, and he almost seemed stressed, and tired. Being a demon, she didn’t even know that he could get tired, “And are you okay?”

“She cares?! Wow! I’m touched.”, he placed a hand over his heart and pouted, but then smiled widely, “I might have a chance to get back in her good graces, yet! I’m fine. I’m here to check on you and Esme, and I might have accidentally stumbled on some information that your new boyfriend might find useful, if he’ll talk to me.”

He stared over her head at Sam and waved, gesturing for him to come over.

Duke

Duke smiled a bit wider as she offered to allow him to carry her, and he nodded, a bit more than surprised but pleasantly so, “Alright then. I think I can handle that.”

He bent at the waist, carefully wrapping one hand around her back, before wrapping his other arm around her thighs, lifting her from the floor easily. He cradled her to his chest, leaning his cheek against the top of her head as he turned and walked into the bedroom, “You’re light as a feather. I’m gonna have to watch you and make sure you’re eatin’ enough. I’m not the skinny little thing I was when you were around last time.”

He laughed, and lifted his leg onto the bed, propping her legs over his thigh as he pulled the blankets back with his now free hand. He lifted her back up, and gently sat her against the headboard, stepping back from her to pull the blankets up around her chest with a sigh, “Comfy? I don’t know what hurts and what doesn’t right now. So, if somethin’ is botherin’ you, just let me know. We can turn on the tv, order a pizza or somethin’, and then I’ll check in on the others and see what they need.”

Duke sat on the edge of the mattress and reached his hand over, placing it against her thigh with a smile, “What do you want, right now?”

"From out of Nowhere" - SPN

Dean sighed in relief, and he stepped over to the small table behind her door and placed the safety back on his gun, before setting it down on the table top. He pulled the chair and sat down in it, leaning forward to watch her face. It was only then that he noticed she was only wearing a towel, as she explained that she had hurt her foot and had just taken a shower.

Dean shook himself from his thoughts, as he turned his eyes back up to her face and he smirked, “Well, I’m glad you’re okay. Although, we may have to dismantle this bed, if you can’t control yourself and stay safe.”

He laughed softly, and shrugged his shoulders as she asked how he slept. Honestly, he had slept fine, having someone in his bed again. There was something about the warmth against his back in his tiny bed that calmed him for the night, “I slept better than I have in a while, to be honest. You don’t snore. So, that’s a plus.”

As Lexi began to get dressed, Dean turned his eyes to the floor and he shook his head at her apology, glancing up briefly at her back as she dropped her towel. He took in the slim features of her shoulders, and how smooth her skin was. He had become so accustomed to seeing Mika’s tattoo, covering the deep scars across her shoulder blades, that seeing bare skin was almost jarring. He shook himself once again from his thoughts and turned his eyes back toward the floor, before she could turn around and see him staring, “Don’t be sorry. It might be a tiny bed, but it’s big enough for two people…trust me. I kinda missed having a bunk mate, even if on accident.”

He scoffed and stood from the chair carefully, glancing to the door to make sure that Sam wasn’t randomly standing in the hall eavesdropping. He walked over to Lexi’s bed and sat down on the edge, patting the mattress, “Want me to take a look at your foot? You never know what kind of damage a bed frame can do to exposed limbs. You might be ready to lose a toe.”, he teased, a fake pained look on his face.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

alright. I dont suppose Y'all could direct me in the direction of one like this? Like, A Supernatural (fandom) RP I mean. I'm having a hell of a time finding one

@IrishAngelQueen

I’m not aware of any off the top of my head here. We may be opening up soon but I have no idea yet. We’ve had some consistency issues.

What if... there were Young Avengers? (MCU - Casual to Low Advanced)

I'm really super tempted by this <3
If there's room for me let me know, and I'll see what I can come up with.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Dean Winchester

As Dean and Mika arrived back at the motel, Dean put the Impala in park and glanced around the parking lot, to check for Nat’s car, before pulling his phone from his pocket. He scrolled through his numbers, until he found Sam’s number and he opened a text, to let him know they were back and to meet them in his and Mika’s room.

“All we can do now is wait.”, he grumbled, opening the drivers door and stepping out of the car. As he stepped out, he heard footsteps walking toward him and glanced up, pulling his pistol instantly to point at the person approaching, only for Cason to hold his hands up in defense. Cason was completely healed from his injuries, at this point and his hand rested on what seemed to be an invisible head, as he petted Sarah and smirked.

“Don’t shoot me. I don’t think she’d like that very much.”, Cason muttered simply, smirking down at Sarah. He shifted his weight to one foot as Dean lowered his pistol and shoved it into the back of his pants.

“What the hell are you doing back here? I thought you ran for the hills.”, Dean spat at Cason, glancing down at the hand that now scratched under Sarah’s ear. Cason shook his head and he scoffed.

“I’m here to help. Esme’s predisposed, but I brought her a present…and I want to help you guys.”

“I don’t think we need your kind of help. I’m not quite over you almost killing me yesterday, you know. So, no thanks.”, Dean grumbled once again, walking around to Mika’s door. He opened her door for her, and stood between her and Cason as he stared him down but Cason rolled his eyes.

“So you know there’s a witch, right? You know that there’s a hoard of demons guarding this place and…you know that the big shindig is about to go down at the cemetery tonight…right? You know all of those things just from talking to some sad and lonely widow? My, Dean! I never took you for the intuitive type. Hi Mika.”, Cason chimed, making it clear that he had inside information they couldn’t get, while prodding at that knife in Dean’s side.

Duke

Duke laughed softly, holding onto Esme tightly as she lifted her foot and joked about how slippery the bottom of the tub was. He stepped forward a bit further, to make up for the slippery surface, glad that this particular motel had a bath rug. As he worried about, Esme’s foot slipped from behind her, just before her other foot hit the bath rug, and he gasped along with her, tightening his grip on her waist. He bent at the knees and caught her, before she could fall completely to the floor, pulling her tight against his chest and then drug her the rest of the way out of the tub.

He barely let her feet touch the floor as he pulled her up against him with a wide smile, and his eyebrows raised, “You’re really makin’ me work for my time with you, there sweetheart!”

He laughed loudly, steadying Esme and leaning her onto her good leg, before stepping back from her a bit. He unfolded the towel in his hand and wrapped it around her chest, neatly tucking it into itself, to keep her modesty the best he could.

“Are you done tryin’ to kill yourself?”, he asked her with his eyebrows still raised, kneeling to one knee to run a hand up her bad leg. He brushed the towel up a bit, and traced his fingertips around the stitches in her thigh, with a relieved sigh. He stood to his feet carefully, tilting her head up with his fingers under her chin and smirked, “Somehow, you didn’t tear anything. Do you um…want me to carry you to the bedroom, or are we walkin’?”

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

I think while we are trying to navigate through this particular scene we are definitely still full.

is this still full or?

@IrishAngelQueen

"From out of Nowhere" - SPN

Dean slept soundly through the night, his normal bad dreams and stress replaced by the familiar weight of a human next to him, pressing the blanket down around him, as well as the small noises Lexi made in her sleep, or her movements when she rolled over. He didn’t even seem to have his normal ‘wake up in the middle of the night’ moment for more whiskey. He simply…slept.

He didn’t notice Lexi leave the bed, but after several minutes, he opened his eyes and blinked at the wall next to his side of the bed. He frowned, as the memories from the night before washed over his mind, and he remembered that Lexi was actually in bed with him. She had stayed over. Nearly fully clothed, yes, but she was still in his…

Dean rolled over quickly, and his eyes fell on the opposite side of the bed, a frown taking over his features. She was awake before him? Even in his depressive state, he always woke up before Sam and moved around the bunker before Sam could see him and strike up any conversation. Then, it was easier to slip back into his room, have a mid morning night cap, and sleep until noon.

“Lexi?”, he asked quietly to the empty room, patting a hand over the blankets. Sighing, he rolled back over to his back and ran a hand through his hair. He half wondered if she had crossed some sort of personal line, in her mourning, and got too close to him. Maybe he should have picked her up and carried her to her own room, so she woke up in at least her own space.

Before he could think too hard on it, Lexi’s voice rang out from not far down the hall, and Dean shot up out of bed. She sounded as if she was in pain, and judging by her voice coming out through what sounded like gritted teeth, she was angry. Was she fighting something in the bunker? It was warded against almost anything on Earth, but that didn’t mean something didn’t follow her and Sam home, looking for some sort of easy captive meal.

Dean’s rational brain shut off for a moment as he rolled over the irrational thoughts, and quickly reached up under his pillow to pull his pistol. He checked it for ammo, before springing from the bed, gun positioned high. He bent his knees and walked over to the door, swinging it open as he rushed into the hallway. He scanned the hallway from both sides with his pistol, and sighed with relief to find it empty. But Lexi not being in the hallway only left a few locations if she was actually hurt.

“Lexi?”, he whispered as he slowly walked toward her room. His footsteps seemed like cracking glass every time he took a step, until he finally reached her door and wrapped his fingers tightly around the doorknob. He pushed her door open, and entered, scanning her entire room with his gun before his eyes fell on her, and he scanned her body, realizing quickly that she was holding her foot. His abs rippled as he relaxed a bit, and placed a hand over his bare chest as his heart finally started beating again, “Are you okay?! I heard a noise and…I just…reacted. Are you okay?”