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[crispyblonde]

there's something comforting in simply having company that knows about all of this. this other woman saved her life and that's quickly eating at her resolve to keep in the shadows to ensure her resurrection isn't found out... but there isn't much time to dwell on her future in the middle of a vampire nest that she's wholly unprepared for. she takes the machete offered to with a sheepish downcast of her eyes, tucking her own blade away. clearly there's a lot for her to learn.

her eyes trace the vampire head as it rolls along the floor, bared fangs and all. disgusting. no wonder fiction strayed far from this reality. footsteps echo signaling another vampire its animalistic hissing hits her ears. this time jess is ready and a bit desperate to prove she's not completely useless. hacking her machete through the air with all of her might (she's read decapitation takes much more effort than one would assume) the tiniest bit of pride is evident in her eyes as she wipes some of the creature's blood from where it splattered on her hands. ❝  thought they'd stick to smaller numbers to avoid detection. ❞

"it's  okay,  you're  okay."  sonny  shook  her  head  as  the  stranger  apologized.  still  in  a  protective  stance  to  make  sure  no  one  got  to  the  blonde.  though,  she  was  surprised  and  impressed  when  she  was  suddenly  stood  next  to  her.  glacing  at  the  blade  in  her  hand,  sonny  pulled  another  machete  from  her  belt  and  handed  it  to  her,  "makes  it  easier  to  cut  their  heads  off.  dead  man's  blood  already  on  it."

brown  hues  back  onto  the  chaos  surrounding  them,  sonny  sucked  in  a  breath,  "can't  say  i  know.  it's  like  they're  growing  in  numbers.  happens  when  you're  in  their  nest."  almost  immediately,  a  few  vamps  started  charging  their  way  and  sonny  sliced  at  the  head.  watching  it  drop  and  roll  away.  "the  faster  we  take  them  out,  the  sooner  we'll  get  out  of  here."

#snnynatural #v: Burnt #╰––– » 「 ✞ 」 𝗶𝗰. ┊ inside she was on fire; crashing & burning #╰––– » 「 ✞ 」 𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘂𝗲. ┊ baby i'm not even here

[crispyblonde]

p.itbull/t.pain coming within three hours from me twice this summer? 👀👀👀

#╰––– » 「 ✞ 」 𝗼𝘂𝘁. ┊ alexa — play my own worst enemy

[crispyblonde]

❝  makes me want to keep tabs on them, see how long it takes for them to learn not to be shit. ❞ from what she could, a certain subset of humanity may never learn from their mistakes. a victim of circumstance, no matter the consequences they face. it is truly disturbing how much money and that kind of charm that's almost slimy can really get a guy.

❝  i know. just not feeling like showing any cracks in my airtight tough girl persona. ❞ she laughs, hoping to brush past the vulnerability that lies even in the very sentence trying to cover it up. maybe she should say something, but she's too intrigued on how she will handle fire in a controlled environment.

she doesn't want to be tied down by that fear for the rest of her life.

"You know it. All we gotta do is watch carefully, and we'll have no shortage of opportunities to even the score. " And Meg certainly did enjoy any chance at making people who terrorized others feel small, and vulnerable for once. If they knew what was good for them, they'd learn from the experience, and behave better. But, if they didn't...

Well, Meg kept plenty of lighters on her at all times.

At the almost too quick response from Jess, though, her brow furrowed a little. "Well, if you're sure, we'll get going. But... fuck, this is probably awkward... just, know you can talk to me. Y'know, if you need to."

Feelings were still sometimes a bit nebulous for the demon, but she did care... she did want to be as good a friend as she could be.

#bitchheroine #v: Burnt #╰––– » 「 ✞ 」 𝗶𝗰. ┊ inside she was on fire; crashing & burning #╰––– » 「 ✞ 」 𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘂𝗲. ┊ baby i'm not even here

[crispyblonde]

❝ i guess we call ourselves hunters. original right? ❞ part of bringing herself into this because she didn't know what else to do when she found herself alive again meant keeping a distance from others that did this as much as possible. that sense of community is lost on her. ❝ unfortunately we don't have neutralyzers like the men in black, but you can at least go home to a normal life knowing i got this thing when it's all said and done. ❞

of course she remembered. right down to the exact intonation Jess used when it left her lips, " turtleneck. " spoken with a nod, as though it should have been obvious that she had remembered. one of the few blessings her eidetic memory gave. though she held out hope that it wouldn't haunt her later tonight, replaying over and over what she should have done or said.

" so what are you like ... a vigilante or something? "

#tcnderhearts #v: Burnt #╰––– » 「 ✞ 」 𝗶𝗰. ┊ inside she was on fire; crashing & burning #╰––– » 「 ✞ 」 𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘂𝗲. ┊ baby i'm not even here

[crispyblonde]

Send a 📸 to see 3-5 pictures that my muse has/has taken of your muse(s)

#╰––– » 「 ✞ 」 𝗺𝗲𝗺𝗲𝘀. ┊ it's free real estate #╰––– » 「 ✞ 」 𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘂𝗲. ┊ baby i'm not even here #i love dis #one of my fave memes

[crispyblonde]

guess they had a point. hopping between timelines wouldn't leave too much time for having strong connections with others. the more the person before her speaks, the more jess is starting to believe them. might end up biting her in the ass, but she's intrigued nonetheless... and almost excited to break away from blood and gore for a while.

❝ i'm more of an art history buff than political history. was van gogh's death really self-inflicted? what secrets was the inspiration of the mona lisa hiding behind that smile? was degas jack the ripper? ❞ she would love to know how monet encapsulated serenity and vibrance so easily. ❝ sorry, i geeked out a little bit there. ❞

" yeah, why not? most people I meet are strangers anyway. " the Doctor rummaged their pockets as they spoke, hoping to find the key to the ship in one and see if they could bring it to their location. they really ought to put the damn thing on a bungee cord.

" I don't really so much decide, rather see where I end up. flip on the randomiser button. or I just let whoever I'm with pick a moment in time to visit -- liiiike, hmm american history -- oh! you could see the signing of the declaration of independence orrr you could go into the future and see the 100th president sell alaska back to canada. "

#tcnderhearts #v: Burnt #╰––– » 「 ✞ 」 𝗶𝗰. ┊ inside she was on fire; crashing & burning #╰––– » 「 ✞ 」 𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘂𝗲. ┊ baby i'm not even here

[crispyblonde]

her heart breaks to see sarah's pain resurfacing. its something jess can't really comprehend. she's never been possessed. used as a pawn, sure, but her death served as the launching point of a future both heaven and hell envisioned for sam. whiny rich boy had wanted to destroy sarah, banking on her saying yes to him when he had nothing left. reaching out, jess places her hand over sarah's. ❝ he deserves all of that and more. should be easy to lure him out. we'll knock him out, hard. give us enough time to transport him. ❞

"..." Sarah swallows hard and nods, grateful. It's going to be a defining moment in her life in the bad way so she's glad she'll have one of her best friends there to help her through it. "... I wanna get him somewhere secluded so he can't scream for help and his family can't get to him in time." Her voice is soft, sullen- not common at all for her these days. "I'm gonna stab him thirty times to match the number of minutes it took that demon to murder those innocent people. I've been thinking about this for weeks, Jess."

#unbearablyindifferent #v: No Script #╰––– » 「 ✞ 」 𝗶𝗰. ┊ inside she was on fire; crashing & burning #╰––– » 「 ✞ 」 𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘂𝗲. ┊ baby i'm not even here

[crispyblonde]

❝ go to stanford medical school, accept my amazing boyfriend's proposal when it came... all of that was forcibly taken from me. ❞ the same breathtaking pain that came with thoughts of sam ricocheted through her. she's only been back for a few months, but it is a neverending battle in her mind of what she should do about it. she's a mess, a burden to take on right now -- and who knows how far he's moved past her in all of this time.

a shaky breath as she curses herself out in her mind to pull her shit together. the woman may be accepting her grief well, but its not her responsibility to take it on. despite her desires to shut it all down, her floodgates are open and she can't put a stop to it. ❝ all i want is to ease the pain of everyone that thinks i'm still gone, but it's too dangerous for them. ❞

athena didn't release the other female's hands, though she would have if she pulled them away. but it seemed like the contact was something the other female had needed at the moment, so she just stayed still. she didn't take her hands away and she didn't even speak as the blonde before her had allowed the emotions she was feeling just spill over, allowing the jar that was probably too full to burst. it was never good to bottle things up. when she had pulled one hand away, she allowed it to happen and watched her, a frown curving the corners of her lips downward in the slightest. her tongue darted out to moisten her lesser lip, her greater one alike as she kept her attention on the blonde. ❝ ---- well, before you were given this second chance... what were your dreams and hopes? ❞

#divcrse #v: Burnt #╰––– » 「 ✞ 」 𝗶𝗰. ┊ inside she was on fire; crashing & burning #╰––– » 「 ✞ 」 𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘂𝗲. ┊ baby i'm not even here

[crispyblonde]

❝ you are hard to say no to. hope you're not wasting any of that charm on anyone undeserving. ❞ but jess senses that athena is the type to see the good in everyone around her, that everyone deserved a kind word. jess used to be like that, at least -- mostly like that. now she's got a list of people she can trust smaller than a handful. striking up conversations with strangers was never on the agenda.

she smiled fondly at the female who now sat across from her, happy that jessica sat with her to eat a nice, warm meal. it was something that she enjoyed making, though it was an easy meal to make. it wasn't like all the other meals that she made that were a little bit more complex. ❝ they truly are hard to come by, but even if there is someone who isn't a friendly face, they have trouble saying no to me too. it must be my charm. ❞ the korean woman mused lightly.

#divcrse #v: Burnt #╰––– » 「 ✞ 」 𝗶𝗰. ┊ inside she was on fire; crashing & burning #╰––– » 「 ✞ 」 𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘂𝗲. ┊ baby i'm not even here

[crispyblonde]

she's off on her own for the first time, insisting to charlotte that she can handle a hunt without her while she's chasing after a loose end. now she's not so sure, because the last thing she needs is to be traced back to her dead identity by an actual fbi agent... but maybe the woman in front of her is another hunter... and from what she's heard from charlotte and her other hunting acquaintances so far, they should not be automatically trusted either.

but, curiosity killed the cat as they say. ❝ are you investigating these disappearances because they seem a little -- unusual? ❞ is that question subtle but direct enough? jess isn't sure. ❝ i don't know how much i can help you. i just got to town myself. ❞

@crispyblonde ♡'d

❛  good afternoon --- agent leah brooks, with the local chapter of the fbi. ❜ fake badge is produced and shown fwip. long enough to be visible but not long enough to be pointed out as fake. winning smile as she puts it away. ❛  we're investigating the string of disappearances lately, mind if i ask you a couple of questions? ❜

#whiskeypores #v: Don't Speak #╰––– » 「 ✞ 」 𝗶𝗰. ┊ inside she was on fire; crashing & burning #╰––– » 「 ✞ 」 𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘂𝗲. ┊ baby i'm not even here #!!! i was just thinking about you a couple of days before you followed me #happy to see you on the dash again (:

[crispyblonde]

❝ you can really sit there and lie to this face? blasphemy. ❞

❝ i'm not trying to cute my way out of it. i swear. ❞ lie.

#blccdshed #v: Undetermined #╰––– » 「 ✞ 」 𝗶𝗰. ┊ inside she was on fire; crashing & burning #╰––– » 「 ✞ 」 𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘂𝗲. ┊ baby i'm not even here

[crispyblonde]

no one:

me, giving myself riddles in my drafts:

#╰––– » 「 ✞ 」 𝗼𝘂𝘁. ┊ alexa — play my own worst enemy #ive been putting random notes in the drafts for headcanons #etc i want to not forget about because the ideas come so randomly #but this is too vague my friend

[crispyblonde]

don't listen to them jess i think you're so cool

❝ see?? now this is love and a correct opinion. thank you, lily! ❞

#lilyspaintedred #╰––– » 「 ✞ 」 𝗮𝗻𝘀𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗱. ┊ thank you for coming to my ted talk #excited jess noises

[crispyblonde]

❝ ganged up on by my own daughters. since when am i uncool? ❞

❝ choose your words carefully or she's going to bring up if she's milf enough for y.ung gravy next. ❞

#winch3ster #drunk jess vc: ;-;

[crispyblonde]

( ミ☆ open  

her lack of sleep is evident by the dark circles under her eyes that her cheap makeup had no hopes of hiding. jessica is hoping her ignoring the glaringly obvious signs of having five-ish hours sleep in the last few days will signal for present company to ignore them as well. the nightmares had been constant for the last few days, every damn time her body gave in to the exhaustion. this makes the idea of closing her eyes more terrifying than any of the monsters she may face. 

so instead of laying in bed and pretending to have just woken up, her hand trembles around her fourth cup of coffee for the morning. the caffeine is doing wonders for the jitters and nothing for the exhaustion that clouded her mind. a head nod toward the coffee pot with maybe a cup left in it, jessica avoids eye contact -- as if this will aid in her ruse of simply being an early riser. ❝ when are we heading out? ❞    

#╰––– » 「 ✞ 」 𝗼𝗽𝗲𝗻𝘀. ┊ tick tock motherfucker

[crispyblonde]

❝ moms have dreams too. ❞

"i don't want to watch you drunkenly thirst over anyone, mom."

#winch3ster #╰––– » 「 ✞ 」 𝗱𝗮𝘀𝗵 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗺. ┊ bombastic side eye #jess smh

[crispyblonde]

Well? Sam and Dean, come on already, I ain’t got all day.

#╰––– » 「 ✞ 」 𝘀𝗮𝗺. ┊ the friendly green giant #╰––– » 「 ✞ 」 𝗱𝗲𝗮𝗻. ┊ he wanna be a cowboy baby #lmao just saw this with the tag 'guys im emo' and now im unwell