Henrie Winchester (OOC Parody for SPN)
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Henrie Winchester Second child of John and Mary. Sister of Sam & Dean. OC SPN (#Single 25 + MDNI NO DM RP's) I follow all RP accounts Penned by #Winter @charactersofwinter.bsky.social
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henriewinchester.bsky.social
> Henrie Winchester
> Middle child of John & Mary
> Sister of Sam & Dean
> We have to save the world
> Hunters of Supernaturals
> Crossovers welcome
> No DM RP
> SL's and Banter
> 25 + Only
> Please Like & RT
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therubberman1.bsky.social
🚨Extreme Trigger Warning🚨
If you are triggered by suicide or murder please unfollow or do not interact with this account

Non Lewd Account,
21+
Pansexual
Based on American horror anthology television series
Detailed, Literate Para Role-Player
Mirrored response
No One Liners
Please 👍 & 🔁 🙏
psycho killer ft tate langdon (#edit)
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theyarentkooks.bsky.social
- Judy Warren
- Daughter of Ed and Lorraine
- Not New to Character or Fandom
- 4 + years as Judy Warren
- Looking for Det SL’s & banter
- 25 + MDNI
- Ships w/heavy chem
- NO DM RP or one liners
- RT & Like
a woman with a bandage on her forehead is asking what scares you
ALT: a woman with a bandage on her forehead is asking what scares you
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OPEN TO ALL

*Henrie had been chasing a banshee on her own she knew it. But she also knew she could do it. She almost damaged her ears in process. Sitting in her hotel room, she slept with her hat on down over her face. Tired as she was she, her ears were healing slowly. Gun under her pillow.*
henriewinchester.bsky.social
// I am out of physical rehab and I will be back to rping now. Sorry for the delay.
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whiskeynshells.bsky.social
Running this roadhouse didn’t come with a handbook. Neither did raising a hunter for a daughter. But I’ve faced worse than demons with nothing but a shotgun and grit.

You mess with mine, you answer to me.

Name’s Ellen Harvelle.

Welcome to the last bar you'll ever crawl into.
#RP #HarvelleStrong
henriewinchester.bsky.social
I know. I know. *She rolled her eyes. But since when did Dad approve of me hunting as a kid. But you taught me anyway. *She saw the holy water and pulled out her silver knife.* Go ahead Dean. Test me, I'm your sister.
henriewinchester.bsky.social
// My writer was there in her wheelchair.
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born2gank.bsky.social
“Cryin’ won’t help you, prayin’ won’t do you no good…”

If something’s in the dark, I’m already hunting it.

No heaven in this story, just roads, regrets, and pie. Name’s Winchester. No miracles. Just a loaded trunk and Sam (@clownsrscarysw.bsky.social). smarter, taller, and still not driving.
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heardvoices.bsky.social
# HEARSVICES:

an indie selective original character with a supernatural au. this muse is fandomless — own lore.

this account is not affiliated with randy orton nor wwe. this is for writing purposes only.
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rspb.bsky.social
Happy 99th birthday to the man who gave voice to the wild. 🎉

Sir David Attenborough, thank you for a lifetime dedicated to the natural world, and for sharing its story with wisdom, wonder, and grace.

You've inspired generations to fall in love with nature.
This photograph captures Sir David Attenborough seated outdoors on the rugged terrain of Skomer Island. Behind him, the ocean and coastal cliffs form a scenic backdrop under a clear sky. Sir David, dressed in a khaki jacket and light trousers, looks towards the camera with a gentle expression, exuding a sense of warmth, calm, and wisdom. Around him, puffins can be seen flying and perched on the rocky ground, illuminated in rays of golden sunlight as the sun sets behind the cliffs.
henriewinchester.bsky.social
*She patted his back.* Well, how you feeling now? And so are you hunting anything now? Do you need help?
henriewinchester.bsky.social
Hey, Sam. You know we love you. And if you ever need me to dump Dean in the middle of a hunt, I will jump in my car and come wherever you are to take care of you. I will never let you down. *She cocked her head.* Neither will Dean and you know it.
henriewinchester.bsky.social
*She paused as she listened to Sam about Lucifer. Then sighed.* How bad is it with Lucifer, Sam? I know you had a hard time with it. We all did. You most of all. *She held out her arm with her palm up.* I mean obviously. Dean had a hard time as Michael. But what happened to you I think was worse.
henriewinchester.bsky.social
*Henrie slid in the door and plopped on the bed.* Well, we fought a banshee in Chicago. I almost went deaf. Got a Wendingo in Washington, vampires in Utah. You know the normal stuff. But ai missed you. I haven't seen you. What have you been doing?
henriewinchester.bsky.social
~ that's fine too. *He knew the smile all too well.*
henriewinchester.bsky.social
*Henrie lifted her baseball hat and nodded at him with a smile.* That's because I was hunting in Chicago with Dean. No we didn't abandon you. Taking a look around him the woman shrugged.* Are you going to let me in or what, Sam? I was going to tell you what happened, but if you're not interested, ~