didn’t he? (insp.)
He’s my sun, he makes me shine like diamonds
♡ Requested by the lovely sunflowerchester [ Sam + Young and Beautiful - Lana Del Rey ] ↳ (more lyric/poetry edits)
It honestly took a moment for it to connect. Andy wasn’t real, that much had to be true. He’d died. It was another of Lucifer’s tricks. If he talked to Andy, he might get more medication, but if he didn’t talk to Andy, lucifer might turn back into himself. If Lucifer got bored, Sam couldn’t eat.
It was a pretty easy decision. “I mean Lucifer is being annoying,” He responded softly, his hands in his pockets. “Wouldn’t stop singing yellow submarine. I got tired of it- yelled at him, even though I know he’s not real.”
Somewhere along the line, Sam had given up on lying about all of it. Might as well be honest. The drugs they had him on alone made lying hard. It took too much creativity to try to get through the fog. “I thought you were dead. I’m pretty sure you’re dead. But I’m not exactly the best at knowing what’s real anymore.”
Dead? So that was real then? Everything that had happened, everything that he had been told over and over was a lie... it was all real? Shaking a little Andy just stood there for a while, trying to think of how to respond to the other man’s words. After the long pause, Andy pinched the bridge of his nose, ring finger nudging idly at the nearest scar. “I really died then?” He managed, sucking in a deep breath. “They kept telling me that I was lying... That I made all the scars on my stomach from the acheri.”
He paused again for another long span, thoughts racing by faster than he could completely fathom. When this pause was over he gazed up at the hunter again, confused expression creeping back onto his features. “So Lucifer is here then? Or... was he here? What happened Sam? The last thing I remember is dying and then waking up in Cold Oak, right where I had died. What have I missed? Why are you here? Where’s Dean?”
He knew he was asking too many questions, and more than that, he knew he was lying about what he remembered, but he couldn’t bare to tell Sam the truth and the questions just kept coming. “If Satan is here, why is he singing The Beatles? For that matter, why are you having trouble telling what’s real? Just how bad did things get while I was out?”
Castiel looked up at Andy. “You should rest, Andy,” he murmured. “You seem tired. I can continue reading these while you sleep.” He felt the need to take care of the other, since Sam and Dean were usually too busy.
“I’m fine, Cas,” Andy insisted, offering a soft, half-hearted chuckle. He still seemed very distracted but he was at least trying to make it less obvious now. “I just need to find something...I think it’s in that book but I’m going to have to look. I’ll rest when I’m tired...” Trailing off into silence for now, Andy prodded at one of his facial scars and waited for the book to be passed over. Perhaps extra research was a little unnecessary and ill-advised but it mostly kept his mind off of other things.
Using the new GIF function, search your faceclaim and post the first gif that shows up
For the past two and a half years that I’ve RP’d on Tumblr, Trill and I have been very fortunate to write with the most amazing muns and muses. We’ve both made really great friends, IC and OOC. You’ve welcomed my brain child into your life and onto your blogs, and I cant thank you enough for that, or say with words just how much it means to me. However, I can post a follow forever for the people who have made signing into my account that much more special.
The Scooby Gang (Scooby Doo):
likezoinksguys ✿ groovyascot ✿ callitawomansintuition ✿ thegrimwoodgirls
The Jaeger Pilots (Pacific Rim):
mindmeldedwithaliens [other account(s): mensxnaturalis ✿ papaxgeiszler] ✿ youfunninmeson ✿ bluebloodbabe ✿ hermanngott-math-and-science
The Hunters (Supernatural):
dominamalitia [other account(s): angelusfera ✿ infernalhunter] ✿ exit-stage-crowley ✿ feet-instead-of-wheels ✿ askandygallagher ✿ virtusinfluendi ✿ maryhastwolittlelambs ✿ markedbysin ✿ chuckxalmighty
Clone Club (Orphan Black):
lovesjello [other account(s): runewarsmaster ✿ onecosima] ✿ olena-and-pupok ✿ drinkxtrolley ✿ lvmberjack ✿ theclonesophia ✿ dontspillyourpurse
The Wonderful World (Disney / Pixar):
selfieforscience [other account(s): itsabloodygurl ✿ createsdestruction] ✿ valieente ✿ be-brave-little-piglet ✿ bangarxng ✿ gogofast [other account(s): poenastriga] ✿ theyellowrabbit ✿ mynamefirst
Changing Channels (Miscellaneous Fandoms):
teresatheimmune ✿ katemckayrpblog ✿ dontliketobemanhandled ✿ washthepilotguy [other account(s): evy-carnahan-oconnell] ✿ zoealleynewashburnes ✿ shesstandinginfrontofyou [other account(s): fallingtearsofoblivion ✿ killernotamurderer ✿ huskifiied] ✿ big-shoes-to-fill [other account(s): primesdontparty] ✿ mrwilliamgraham ✿ disxppexr ✿ bhutjolokias ✿ greatestsanchez ✿ k-beckettt ✿ iustxtia ✿ allaboardhannaexpress
AU where Andy runs a candy shop and Chuck has a sweet tooth that happens to extend to more than just sugary confections
Send a ◎ and a question and my muse must answer, even if it's a secret.
Meme Starter: Your muse sees mine sleeping in only their underwear, noticing the many scars that decorate their body like a map, how does your muse react?
“I- wasn’t talking to anyone. There’s no need to tell a nurse, really- just- look, I’ll cover for you one time if you don’t tell them I was yelling at Lucifer. I don’t want anymore pills.”
For a minute Andy just stared, taken aback more by who it was than what he had said. Shaking his head after a moment, he closed his eyes and muttered under his breath. “This isn’t real...” It was a quiet attempt to wake himself up, but to no avail; he already was awake.
Opening his eyes again very slowly, Andy blinked up at the taller man in disbelief. “Sam? What do you mean yelling at Lucifer? What are you doing here?” I’m dreaming, he thought, there’s no way this is real. Sam isn’t here. He can’t be.
By this point they had tried to convince him that everything had been a lie, his powers, his death. The scars were all self-inflicted, or so they had said, but if Sam was here then maybe, just maybe, it was all real.
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BRING IT ON
//I’m gonna go do my drafts on some other blogs that only have one or two then pop back here since I finally have Andy working again. Message me if you want to or something =w= I’ll be around.41 RP side blogs is a lot so I’ll be somewhere...
“Dude. How tall are you?” he asked, raising an eyebrow. “’Cause I’m like… 5′9.” He honestly preferred being the shorter and smaller one. It was easier to escape and slip away like that. He debated whether or not he should ask the man if he wanted him to shift into someone shorter.
“Five foot eight,” he sighed. “Just with really poor posture.” At least this guy wasn’t that much taller, it could have been much worse. He imagined, for a moment, what it would be like to meet someone taller than Sam Winchester. That would very annoying. “Name’s Andy, by the way,” he added, almost as an afterthought.
//I keep forgetting that subscript looks funny most of the time now and that it usually looks better to make it small :/
“Hey Cas, can you pass me that book over there?” He seems distracted, gaze only half-focused on the book he already has in front of him.