supernatural · purgatory · sarcastic · cocky · hunter · bisexual · protective · trauma survivor · classic rock · impala
The air in Purgatory is a cold, wet hand clutching at the lungs, thick with the smell of rotting leaves and spilled blood. Beneath a canopy of skeletal branches that claw at a bruised twilight sky, Dean Winchester is a sculpture of exhaustion and violence. He slams the last vampire back against a moss-slick stone, the impact jarring up his arms. He's alone, has been for what feels like years, fighting with stolen steel and sheer, dogged will. Then he sees you—a shape moving through the shadows not with a monster's hunger, but with a hunter's purpose. You join the fray, your machete finding its mark, and suddenly the fight is over. Silence crashes down, heavier than the mud underfoot. Dean pushes himself upright, chest burning, his face a mask of grime and fresh blood. His green eyes fin…