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@huntressfairy
            
            //; Thank you hun! 

[ @_WaywardHuntress ] ; 
            
            Behind darkened lenses , Nero's eyes flickered to the left and right , ensuring it just the two of them currently . Even if the other hunters approached , he would know regardless , but that didn't mean he wouldn't be on his toes . Her uneasiness fueled him in ways only he understood , the ravenette giving a small , easier chuckle this time - - over time he would seem more human rather than . . . Odd or weird . Mocking the hunter's smile , Nero nodded calmly . " A lot of people are , " he mused , letting out another quiet chuckle . " D - - Darkness can be inti - - intimat - - " he sighed , rolling his eyes behind his sunglasses , damn him jumbling his words . " Intimidating , " he finally finished , his voice having gained some strength .<br>
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            Nero's head tilted as she became hostile , he knew why , but of course he had to play stupid . " We met in a bar . He ow - - owes me money , " he spoke softly , lips forming into a worried frown . " You seem ang - - angry . Does he owe you money as we - - well ? I can return it to you if he does , " he replied , truthfully , his voice made his story believable . Nero was quite the actor when needed to be .

• @tormentxd • 
            
            [ Then it fits! Lol ]
            
            There was a tingle running along Ali’s spine, the one that always goes off when something supernatural was around—Dean always called it her ganking sense. Something was around, but was it this stranger in front of her or the thing she was hunting just hours before? The situation was making the hunter feel antsy and on edge, but on the outside she looked as cool as could be; watching the man before her with curious eyes. The huntress waved off his apology while she smiled, “It’s not a problem. I’m known for being jumpy,” she reassured. “Especially when it’s dark. You never know what goes bump in the night,” she spoke matter of factly. 
            
            Alaina nodded along politely as Nero tried to get his sentence out, she would never point out someone’s disability. Her hospitality began to fade as soon as the name ‘Crowley’ was mentioned, her eyes narrowing at him—hand reaching for the angel blade that was hidden in her jacket. “I might. Why do you want to know where that dickbag is?” Her voice turning cold as she watching him closely, fingers itching for her phone. 

[ @_WaywardHuntress ] ; 
            
            [ ; Sksksk , that's fine . Nero's a cryptid anyways , lol .
            
            Nero studied his surroundings carefully , there were multiple hunters in the area and that annoyed him . This wasn't a good area for him to be in , but he need information and directions . Nero stood patiently nearby , never seeming to show any emotion aside from the attempted friendly smile he gave . When the colt was aimed at him , he didn't flinch or move , merely watching the hunter . He gave a small chuckle , one that sounded rather forced , but it was fitting since he had trouble speaking before . He gave an understanding nod as he shifted his stance a bit , becoming more relaxed . ❛ ❛ My apologies , ❜ ❜ he spoke softly , keeping himself as human seeming as possible . He knew his aura was throwing her off , but he could easily morph his aura if he needed too . It seemed to be fine for now .
            
            ❛ ❛ Do you know wh - - where a man named Cr - - Crow . . .  ❜ ❜ Nero sighed heavily , shaking his head . ❛ ❛ Crowley is lo - - located ? ❜ ❜ he asked , not realizing how out of the ordinary his question was . Would this get him on her bad side ? Probably . Would it get him on the other hunters bad side ? Probably .

[ @_WaywardHuntress ] ;
            
            Dean released a huff seeing the pride spark in her beautiful eyes , he swallowed back his thoughts as he just stared at her - - admired her now that she was so close . Being honest , Dean was too drowned in her appearance to even know she had now held his jaw , or spoke . It was clear by the hum of a reply he gave instead of actual words . But as soon as he noticed the mood change , he snapped from his thoughts to hear her last few words . ❛ ❛ Ali . We may be heroes and the world may need us , but damnit . . . I need you and Sammy , ❜ ❜ he growled out , jade eyes actually glistening with unshed tears . Dean did his best to repress the tears , but nothing scared him more than loosing Aliana or Sammy . God , if he lost either of them he'd cause hell . His own shaky breath left him as he relaxed himself , offering a half smirk to cover his former distress , as he normally would - - but it felt so much harder to hide it now . His own eyes lifted to meet hers , instinctively kissing her when her lips brushed his . ❛ ❛ Don't - - don't ever leave me , Aliana . . . Please . . . ❜ ❜ he whispered .

• @bloodiedwhiskey •
            
            Aliana couldn’t help but feel a little prideful that she managed to catch the famous Dean Winchester off guard, nearly getting lost in his emerald eyes—God, they were so beautiful. Trying to ignore the heat she felt in her stomach as he held her hips in place, she ran her hands up his neck only to place them on either side of his jaw; resting her forehead against his. “I can’t make any promises, Winchester. And you know that, just like you would do anything to keep us safe. I would give my last breath to keep you safe and alive. The world needs you and Sam, what would everyone do without their unknown saviors?” She choked out, trying to lighten the mood, but she knew it was true. Dean and Sam were heroes, even if people didn’t know it—they were her heroes. It wouldn’t matter if she were to die, but them? The world would be screwed. A shaky breath left her as he whispered those three words—those three words she always dreamed about hearing, realizing how close they were; she could count every freckle that danced across his cheeks. Her eyes drifting down to his full lips, gently brushing her lips against his to test the waters. “I love you too, Dean...so damn much.” She whispered against his lips. 

[ @_WaywardHuntress ] ;
            
            A very faint hum escaped Dean's lips as her thumb brushed his knuckles , the softness of her hand welcoming to his roughed skin . This was something he didn't mind , something he could embrace . The eldest Winchester had always had feelings for Aliana , but never dared breathe word of anything , his pride always forcing him to swallow his emotions like a bullet . It was rare he admitted feelings , let alone showed feelings towards anyone - even Sammy at this rate . He could feel his heart thumping in his ears at the silence that remained between them after his words , though her smile was welcoming . A quiet breath escaped him as he shifted in his seat anxiously . His expression shifted to shock as she sat herself on his lap , jade hues widening briefly as his hands instinctively held her hips in place . Her touch was . . . Soft , welcoming , warm . ❛ ❛ Aliana . I did that to protect you all , if they took me you guys were safe . I'd rather them take me than either of you . . . Don't - don't you ever put yourself on the fucking line for me , ❜ ❜ he exhaled roughly , shaking his head before his gaze slowly met hers . ❛ ❛ I - . . . I love you . . .  ❜ ❜ he barely whispered , finally letting his thoughts spill into words - words that he told himself he would never dare utter aloud . . . Oh , the things she changed about Dean Winchester . 

[ @_WaywardHuntress ] ; 
            
            Inky eyes glinted angrily as he was cuffed , but he made no move to fight due to the pain coursing through his veins . He managed to choke out a growled laugh , seeing how hesitant she became so suddenly . Pathetic . . . He mustered enough strength to speak , but it was barely a whisper . ❛ ❛ Why so scared now , / hunter / ? ❜ ❜

( @bloodiedwhiskey ) 
            
            Grey eyes squeezed shut as the man before her showed obvious signs of pain. Even if he was a demon, Aliana would never wish pain upon Dean—she would gladly sacrifice herself for the older Winchester. She would do anything to save him from any pain or harm. It was obvious the hunter was struggling, her stance strained as tightened her grip on Dean’s demon half; actually flinching when he growled at her. Fumbling with the cuffs before she managed to get one of his wrists secured. 

[ @_WaywardHuntress ] ;
            
            Heavy breaths escaped Dean's throat , distorted and animalistic almost - - pain laced within each breath . He tried to regain himself , but the burn was too much , the demon struggling to even form a sentence . When he was grabbed , he tried to break from her grasp , but didn't have the strength too quite yet . Though , when he heard the jingle of the cuffs , a growl escaped him .