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Stay away from the Winchesters.
That’s what they tell you when you get pulled into the life, when you lose family or friends to some monster or spirit or demon and your world view shatters. Now that you know there’s monsters out there you can’t turn back. You’ve lost the layer of ignorance that has been blocking your sight.
Hunters, they’re a grumpy sort. They don’t trust easily, have gone through too much for that. They’re soldiers in an endless war, and war, no matter what kind, always leaves marks. Inside and out. They’re rough and sometimes bitter, often cynic, made pessimists. Their glasses are half empty more often than not.
But when they see you’re one of them, when you gain their trust, they’ll help you, teach you a thing or two. Give you advice.
And they say, “stay away from the Winchesters.”
Winchester, that’s a name every hunter knows. And they’re not talking about the gun.
Few have met them, less survived.
Sam and Dean are their names. “Brothers,” they tell you. When they say it, there’s a flash of disgust on their faces. Someone comments, tongue loose with alcohol, “yeah, right.”
“Damn good hunters,” they say and nod. At least that’s something everyone can agree on. Still, “they get people killed.”
Stay away from the Winchesters.
“Sam and Dean, those two mad sonsofbitches, grew up in this life,” you’re told. “John, their old man, went off the deep end when the missus got killed by a demon, packed his things and started roadtrippin’ through the whole goddamn country, lookin’ for that sorry sonuvabitch demon.”
“Taught his sons everything he knew,” someone else says.
“Damn good hunter himself. Marine before that, I think.”
Grunts of agreement follow. Damn good hunters, the Winchesters.
Still.
Stay away from the Winchesters.
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motel owners across the country are befuddled but charmed and more than a little fascinated by the tall young men who come storming into their lobbies at all hours of the night, one composed entirely of legs and hair and these chromatically-shifting animalistic eyes, the other brazen and loud and rough around the edges, sparking off each other like wildfire and smelling of dirt and gunsmoke and leather, impressive black car shining in the parking lot while they get their key and walk to the room with bodies pressed just a little too close for two men who asked for doubles
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This is something totally random I noticed. When they under extreme emotional stress they seem to bite their nails. It seems so out of character for them because they always act tough and are good at hiding what they feel. This makes them look like lost little boys. There is something so vulnerable about that gesture.
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