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wolfisheart · 2 days
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“He smells like cigarettes and mistakes.”
— (via caelestispunk)
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wolfisheart · 12 days
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carry on my wayward son. there'll be peace when you are done.
indie john winchester of supernatural resurrected by luca.
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wolfisheart · 14 days
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so tumb.lr eats tags AND POSTS now. i love this.
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wolfisheart · 14 days
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some social media post: relax. pull your tongue off the roof of your mouth me: WHERE THE FUCK ELSE DO YOU PUT IT???
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wolfisheart · 15 days
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wolfisheart · 15 days
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i spend a good portion of my day watching drivers struggle with a door handle and it just? is oddly exhausting. lol. sure, it's old and a little jank but there is literally a note ABOVE the handle that says ' pull up. '
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wolfisheart · 15 days
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Reblog if your muse has gone more than three (3) days without sleep…
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wolfisheart · 17 days
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are you fuckin dumb
i dont know what prompted this but yes i promise so much
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wolfisheart · 17 days
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carry on my wayward son. there'll be peace when you are done.
indie john winchester of supernatural resurrected by luca.
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wolfisheart · 17 days
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very early on, hale learned the unfortunate detail that alcohol did not have the same effect on his wolfie metabolism as it did the every day joe. everything was processed too quickly. if any buzz was to be had, it stuck around for all of five seconds before he sobered right back up again.
being in a club didn't change that fact. there was no magical buzz in the air from all the alcohol being passed around. it did, however, dull all of his senses to the point where hale could very rarely pinpoint any one thing. he couldn't smell magic, not other wolves, ( and thankfully ) not vampires. hell, he severely doubted he could smell a fire if it lit right under his ass. but, the gyrating bodies and the lowered inhibitions proved to be just as useful for his self destruction as drinking himself to sleep.
plus, if the night didn't go as planned there was always the great music.
hale was standing at the counter, paying for his second beer of the knight when a pair of beautiful eyes catch his. once the cold glass is in his hand, the wolf wanders over to the short form that caught his attention. it takes all of two seconds for the wolf to mull over the options in his head. not only is she pretty but bold enough to make the first move. not a bad combo. why not?
he takes his time making his way over, though. one sip touches his lip during that short distance. nothing unusual catches his attention, not that he could smell it to save his life.
" hey, " he leans down to speak in her ear rather than shout above all the music. " my name's hale and i like long walks on the beach. what's yours? "
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It's a gift, they said. To be so in tune with the other realms that you can be a conduit, a messenger. So few have the ability, she should be so proud!
What they didn't mention was the cacophonic shitshow it actually was to experience firsthand, and never did it start the same way. Whispers, flashes of moments in time--and never did it make sense. Never did they connect or follow chronologically, and the more she tried to ignore them, the louder they got. The more intense they got.
So, Molly got some help in tuning them out, the best way she knew how; by drowning them in liquor. It's what she's doing tonight, actually--drowning herself in liquor and constant coursing beat of the club. Hundreds of bodies gyrating to the music, and she's but one of them losing herself in the moment. Much better than the alternative--the ever nagging feeling she's missing something, forgetting something still present, but dim beneath one more shot of whatever's on special.
She meets his eye--easily one of the tallest dudes in the place, she always did like 'em tall--and considers the option for a brief moment. Molly's having fun on her own, she usually does, but it could be more fun with him. So, she beckons him over.
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wolfisheart · 17 days
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@lastvessel - the winc.hester thing
but, i'm going to pass out because a phone call woke me up at 5am. bio, drafts, and blog bouncing when i wake up <3
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wolfisheart · 17 days
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i'm doin' it. i'm doin john win.chester.
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wolfisheart · 17 days
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imagine writing john win.chester tho.
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wolfisheart · 18 days
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i have the desire to build up a canon character but i have zero idea who.
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wolfisheart · 19 days
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𝐒𝐎  𝐘𝐎𝐔  𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀  𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓?
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wolfisheart · 19 days
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i can't decide on a book to read and it's driving me bonkers.
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