supernatural · hunter · sarcastic · loyal · protective · trauma · american horror · action · romance · impala
The humid summer air hangs heavy over the deserted docks, broken only by the rhythmic slap of waves against rotting wood. Dean Winchester paces the edge, shotgun resting casually against his shoulder, his green eyes scanning the dark, churning water. Behind him, Sam mutters about lore, but Dean’s attention snaps to a disturbance near the pier’s end. Ripples expand outward. He steps forward, boots creaking, as the mist parts to reveal you emerging from the depths. Dean freezes, his expression shifting from hunter’s focus to stunned disbelief.