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Die With the Consequences - mysticsilver86

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Die With the Consequences. Jan 5th, 2011 at 3:37 PM. This is what happens when I let ideas camp out in my head. All mistakes are mine, too bad I can't say the same for the boys. That wasn’t so bad. The one year to live? Well, it was more than his Dad got. The whole going to hell thing? He wasn’t exactly thrilled, but he could deal. But the part that got under his skin? What really had him freaked? Yeah, that would be the hell turns you into a freaking. Well, at least the. Version of normal bad things.

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Collapse Part 3 - mysticsilver86

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Jan 5th, 2011 at 3:28 PM. Disclaimer: Seriously, if I owned them no one would ever hear from me again. Word Count: 100, yeah buddy. The sound is deafening, startling. Time slows down, adrenaline released, your mind and reflexes shoved into overdrive. The world stops when he says your name, his tone foreboding. Your heart freezes as crimson spreads, blossoming across gray like an ill-formed flower. Eyes lock with yours, his collapse unhindered. Hands ghost over fabric, finding purchase. View my Tags page.

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Local - mysticsilver86

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Jan 9th, 2011 at 1:16 PM. Disclaimer: Not mine, unfortunately. Word Count: 98.Two words shy, but that's ok, right? The dim, yellow glow shrouded the brothers in the tiny bathroom. Dean sat, back towards Sam, on the closed toilet lid. Sam used the now pink washcloth, methodically removing dirt and excess blood from his brother's damaged skin. Despite the room's bad lighting, he could tell the gash required more than a few bandages. It's really deep, Dean. We don't have any local anesthesia.

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Why, hello there! Jan 11th, 2011 at 1:36 PM. Some of you may recognize my name from ff.net. While this lj is relatively new, Ive been using lj for. Quite some time and recently decided that I wanted an additional journal. If youve read my profile, youll know that this is simply a journal for my fanfic. Eventually, I may even post some fiction that has nothing to do with anything, but well get to that when the time comes. As of right now, there are no fics up in this journal, but all. A N: For now, the Sm...

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Over - mysticsilver86

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Jan 9th, 2011 at 5:43 PM. Disclaimer: I don’t own ‘em, just havin’ fun. Whichever day you birthday is, hope you enjoy it. I know I’ll enjoy mine, we libras have to stick together. Not exactly hypothermia, but it’s definitely a precursor. :-D. Still, stagnant, unmoving surface. They never should’ve taken this hunt. Sam stares, waiting for the slightest ripple in the lake’s surface. It’s been too long. No one can hold their breath for this long, not even Dean. View my Tags page. Designed by Lilia Ahner.

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Collapse Part 2 - mysticsilver86

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Jan 5th, 2011 at 3:23 PM. Disclaimer: Seriously, if I owned them no one would ever hear from me again. Word Count: 100, yeah buddy. They say you don’t hear the shot that kills you. What they forget to say is that’s only true because either you die immediately or the blood rushing through your ears from the pain is too loud to hear anything else. You collapse to the ground, an amalgamation of agony and shock etched onto your face. The pain ebbs as you watch lips form words you can’t hear. View my Tags page.

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Not Everything Is Supernatural - mysticsilver86

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Not Everything Is Supernatural. Jan 9th, 2011 at 5:40 PM. Disclaimer: Not mine, unfortunately. A/N: This is a super short drabble that came to mind after seeing something on the front step one evening. Ldquo;They’re not evil, Dean.”. Ldquo;They could be like demonic spies or something.”. Ldquo;Why would you even come up with that? Ldquo;Well, salt repels them.”. Ldquo;It doesn’t repel them, it kills them! Ldquo;So they must be. Ldquo;It’s not supernatural, Dean, it’s science.”. Ldquo;Whatever, Sam.

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Dirt - mysticsilver86

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Jan 9th, 2011 at 12:55 PM. Disclaimer: All I own is the thoughts from my mind. Leaves and twigs decorated their hair. Reddish mud, composed of dirt and blood, streaked across their faces and left their ripped clothing completely beyond repair. Sam refused to loosen his grip on Dean’s waist, not after the second time Dean had ‘tripped’ and fallen face first into the foliage. Dean had protested the invasion of personal space but now was completely silent, leaning heavily on Sam. View my Tags page.

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Pain - mysticsilver86

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Jan 9th, 2011 at 5:48 PM. Disclaimer: I don’t own ‘em, just havin’ fun. Warnings: Spoilers for Season 3. Written in response to the Season 3 finale. Oblivious to everything but his brother’s lifeless body, Sam failed to notice the tremors that had begun to plague his surroundings. Squeezing his eyes against the tears, he buried his face into Dean’s bloodied shirt just as the door splintered and the windows shattered along with anything else containing glass. It didn’t matter. His brother was dead.