The Good Soldier
Name's Dean Winchester. I hunt and kill the things in shadow. Right now I've got less than a year to live and I'm looking to kill as many of those evil sonsofbitches that I can.
"We know a little about a lot of things; just enough to make us dangerous."

December 2009
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"All right, maybe it is fairy tales. Totally messed-up fairy tales. I'll tell you one thing, there’s no way I'm kissing a damned frog."

"It's like we got a contract on us. You think it's 'cause we're so awesome? I think it's 'cause it's we're so awesome."

What do you want me to do, Sam, huh? Sit around all day writing sad poems about how I’m going to die? You know what, I’ve got one. Let’s see, what rhymes with "Shut up, Sam"?

"Can't talk about this with Sammy--got to keep my game face on. The truth is I'm not handling it too well."

"Hi, so sorry to bother you but, my son snuck out of the house last night and went to a Justin Timberlake concert.. What?.. uhhh yeah.. Justin's quite the triple threat."

"What's dead should stay dead."

Images from "Supernatural" belonging to Eric Kripe, header made by nyaubaby, mood theme by causette. Coding for layout done by halffling based on the Opal template by ignited, customised and edited slightly by me. Additionally all icons used within the sideboxes belong to their makers, I am merely borrowing them.
"Dude, I'm like Dillinger or something."

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Tags: 2010, restart

NB: This journal will be restarting from 01.01.10 to be used in [info]muse_channel.
Head Above Water: contemplative contemplative

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#260 - Five minutes in the life of your muse.

Less than ten minutes of being awake and Dean's already drowning feeling in the depths of a whiskey bottle, willing the alcohol to strip everything away and help him forget.

Sam's giving him a look, he can see him in his peripheral vision. Dean ignores him, keeps tipping the alcohol down the back of his throat, trying to smother the memories of Hell before they get the better of him.

It's nine in the morning and Dean's already had a whiskey breakfast and starting to feel halfway human. It's not the right way to deal with things but there's only so much he can handle and reliving everything isn't the way he wants to spend his day.

He's got work to do.

There's definitely an air of uneasiness, Sam's not happy with the drinking and Dean's doing his best to pretend he doesn't notice. He's gotten good at pretending, why should now be any different?

"Let's get going," Dean mutters as he gathers up keys, belongings and that alcohol that is never more than five inches away from his fingertips. "Got places to be."

And just like that the Winchesters are on the move again, leaving another town behind them.

Muse : Dean Winchester
Fandom : Supernatural (Misc TV)
Word Count : 200
Head Above Water: awake awake

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#255 - BOO! How would you go about scaring someone?

Dude, we scare people all the time.

It comes with the territory and it's what Sam and I do best because you know we're hunters and we kill the things people don't like to talk about.

It's not like we just randomly drop in on people because we feel like it or because we're feeling social. We drop in because something has killed or is about to kill you and guess what? That sort of thing scares people.

Never mind that Sam and I are just doing what we know how to do: saving people and hunting things. People are scared by things they don't and can't ever understand - things that have the potential to screw up their little happily ever after.

We're not the scariest guys in the world (unless you piss us off) but what we do and how we do it is a little bit on the scary side especially to normal regular folk who have never seen a monster before.

It's the people who aren't scared and actively go looking for monsters - like a certain group of people that I could mention but I won't - that makes me wonder just how many movies people have to see before they get the right idea.

But yeah we scare people all the time and all we do is turn up.

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Fandom : Supernatural (Misc TV)
Word Count : 225
Head Above Water: drained drained

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#253 - Awesome

Awesome, the most overused word in young Dean Winchester's vocabulary. It didn't matter what he was doing, everything was awesome, even when it wasn't. He might have learned it from a guy he saw on the black and white television in the tenth rundown motel room that he shared with his brother and father. The reception had been terrible and he had to sit three inches away from it to hear what was being said but as soon as he heard that word it was gold.

"Awesome this," and "Awesome that," it was a constant and dad had picked up on it, asking Dean where he had learned that one. Dean had just shrugged and said some guy had said it and that he liked it so he was using it.

It didn't matter if dad was gone or Sam was crying, everything was awesome whenever anybody asked Dean about life at home. "My dad's awesome," he would say. "My life's awesome." Nobody questioned awesome and nobody thought to look past the toothy grin and the way Dean said it so easily, like he didn't need to give any thought to his answer.

Awesome kept people away and kept questions at bay.

It was and would forever be a young Dean Winchester's favourite word.

Muse : Dean Winchester
Fandom : Supernatural (Misc TV)
Word Count : 214
Head Above Water: thoughtful thoughtful

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#249 - Talk about politics

[SPOILER ALERT - Post will contain spoilers relating to Season 4: Episode 1 - Lazarus Rising]

Locked from Sam.Collapse )

Muse : Dean Winchester
Fandom : Supernatural (Misc TV)
Word Count : 327
Head Above Water: weird weird

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#247 - Write about a mess you've cleaned up

[LOCKED from everyone]

Back when Sam was possessed and everything I pretty much covered his ass and cleaned up the mess he left behind.

I know as a hunter I'm supposed to make with the good guy routine, but it was my baby brother. What was I meant to do? Sell him down the river? Hell no. That isn't the way the Winchesters roll.

Everything is different when it's my family on the line. I have all these grey areas as far as they're concerned, the things I'll do for them and the lengths I'll go to can be quite... frightening at times. Not that I would change it because I wouldn't. Not now and not ever.

Whatever he did whilst possessed was not the Sam I know, never was. I always knew it wasn't him, it couldn't be, he doesn't have it in him to do the things that bitch did while she was in his skin.

I took care of what I needed to, looked out for my brother and made sure I took care of the problem. I just happened to clean up a murder here and there, no big deal. Nobody ever needs to know.

What you don't know can't hurt you, right?


Sam crapped himself a lot as a baby, need I say anymore?

Muse : Dean Winchester
Fandom : Supernatural (Misc TV)
Word Count : 216
Head Above Water: determined determined

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#242 -Write about a time that you were the bearer of bad news.

I remember there was this one Christmas – Alright, a lot of Christmases were I had to be the bearer of bad news. Sam would get all excited about the whole stupid deal, dad would make a promise he never could keep and I was the one who had to look Sam in the eye and tell him dad wasn’t coming.

Of course I tried to pretend like he had been. Didn’t really work when the presents I stole happened to be girly in nature. It wasn’t like I knew; I just grabbed the first things I could get from beneath a neighbour’s tree.

Whatever, at least I tried.

So anyways, I’ve had to be the bearer of bad news on more than one occasion.

Mostly the news centered around dad and Sam looked at me like I knew everything. You have any idea how hard it is to tell your baby brother that your father won’t be home for Christmas because he’s too busy hunting demons? Yeah, that’s always fun.

I always hated being dad’s messenger.

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Fandom : Supernatural (Misc TV)
Word Count : 176
Head Above Water: annoyed annoyed

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#240- Discuss an individual who has scared you.

When I first Pastor Jim Murphy he scared me, just because of how much he believed in God and all these things you couldn’t see.

It didn’t matter to him what happened, he just believed, even when the vampires picked off everybody who ever meant anything to him. I always wondered how a man could still believe in God after everything you had loved was taken from you. I know I stopped believing in Angels the night mom died.

His belief and unrelenting faith scared me, I couldn’t and didn’t understand and I still don’t to this day. Jim was a good man, dad wouldn’t have trusted him like he did if he wasn’t, but he scared me. I don’t think he ever understood me and my reluctance to embrace what he was telling me. Sam was a little easier to convince, I think because he was younger and Jim had a way of speaking that got your attention.

I don’t think I could ever trust in someone or something that I couldn’t see, especially with the existence of monsters, kind of makes you question if God really exists. I know it’s all about free will and bullshit like that but you have to wonder what kind of God would let demons run free without anything to balance the scales? What ever happened to these so called good forces?

After a while Jim stopped scaring me but his faith never stopped scaring the living crap out of me.

Muse : Dean Winchester
Fandom : Supernatural (Misc TV)
Word Count : 248
Head Above Water: uncomfortable uncomfortable

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I just wanted to say thank you to whoever it was who nominated me for:

1. Best Writing/Portrayal of A Main Character Male over at thetammyawards

It was a really nice surprise and it is a good feeling to be nominated and I appreciate everybody who takes the time to read what it is I have to write :)

Dean would send his love if he wasn't so tortured in hell.


Head Above Water: surprised surprised

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#234- Utopia

It was ten in the morning when Dean stirred, peeking open one green eye to take in the a-typical teenager's room around him: posters of various gorgeous women on the walls, clothes haphazardly thrown here and everywhere, a computer left on too long and a couple of tattered looking sneakers.

"Dean!" His mother's voice, loud and clear as a bell, coming from downstairs. "Get up! You're going to miss practice."

Dean grumbled, only for a glass full of water to be emptied over his head by a lanky cackling younger brother. "Yeah, Dean. Time to get up."

Dean spluttered then glared at Sam. "Oh, you're so dead."

"Only if you catch me!" Sam threw back childishly before he was bolting for the door, with Dean in quick pursuit.

Dean hurtled down the stairs after Sam who ran quickly due to his ridiculously long legs and was throwing out all these kinds of threats about what he was going to do to Sam when he finally got his hands on him, too caught up to notice how the house behind him slowly disintegrated and rotted away.

It was only when the front door swung open that the sixteen year old Dean Winchester came to a startling stop, eyes widening as the twelve year old figure of his brother turned to him, eyes as black as night. "You're pathetic, Dean."

"Sammy?" Dean asked, stepping forward only to jump back as the garden all but caved away under him and he was falling, catching his weight on his fingertips.

Sam approached him and his lips curled in the corners. "No, Dean." He shook his head and pressed a foot over Dean's already struggling Dean's knuckles. "It's Sam, not Sammy."

Dean cried out as in the next instant Sam's foot came down hard and his grip was sufficiently jarred enough for Dean to fall.

The next abrupt moment was when Dean jerked awake and found himself staring into the swirling blue of the demon whose hand was in his hair. "Did you like your taste of Utopia, Dean? Pity it'll never actually happen. Mommy's dead and Sam? You've already lost him."

"Fuck you," Dean spat out between his teeth.

The demon chuckled. "No, Dean. Let's play this game a little more. Let's see what other pathetic scenarios you have in your head." And then he dragged Dean back under, suffocating his sounds of complaint with the overwhelming false realities he was torturing him with.

He could play this game for hours and never get bored. Hopefully the oldest Winchester could last.

Muse : Dean Winchester
Fandom : Supernatural (Misc TV)
Word Count : 427
Head Above Water: amused amused

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