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from now on ALL interactions will take place here. i’ve needed to move dean to a fresh start for awhile now; please note that the main verse as of right now IS demon dean, but that doesn’t mean i won’t plot with other verses of him. follow me there if you’d like, as this blog will become inactive and serve as an archive.
N° 5 in the series “my little random moments of pleasure” - SN: 10x01{x}
( prodigixm. )
His head shaking frantically, hands up in surrender. Hazel eyes were in a panicked state, he was shocked — terrified, even.
”It’s not a joke, I swear!”
”It’s me, Sam, I promise you! I’ll prove it to you.”
Taking out his knife, Ruby’s knife, slashing his forearm. A wince of pain came, but it wasn’t enough to convince him; he knew. Grabbing the bottle of holy water he saw on the table, he splashed himself with it.Nothing. He was human.
”I need your help.. Please.. Listen to me..”
His voice was strained, he was unbelievably petrified, it was almost like he was young again.
Every bit of him wanted to believe that the figure that stood before him was his brother, wholly and in the flesh, but he'd conditioned himself too long to believe he'd been gone, that the Sammy he'd known wasn't coming back. It still wasn't something that sat well with him, hell, it still ate away at every bit of humanity he had left. Dean wasn't so big on hope, never had been, but since he'd founded that camp he'd lost grip of what'd remained before everything was damned.
His guard didn't waver, not even in the slightest, but there was a slight glimpse of pain that radiated between malachite hues, fixated on every move the other made; the way that knife glinted once it was pulled out, slicing cleanly at the flesh. Even the holy water didn't seem to register with him. And then to hear him plea, to hear him brokenly murmur up to him like that – this place was hell enough on earth before this. He didn't need this. His grip on that colt began to tremble, lips quivering slightly with a ragged inhale.
" Y–You're not, y'can't be Sam… Sam's gone. I don't know what kinda freak show this is, but I ain't havin' it."
He's not considering a word that arrogant, hell-bastard had muttered to him. This wasn't some sort of boy scout group, he was full and well sapping every little bit of enjoyment that came from not giving a damn, and he full intended on doing so for as long as possible. Which, as it was, included downing the last of that beer within his hands, the waitress having already picked up on his pace.
"Everyone is equal when they're dead."
▓ dark rp starters
The demon allows a light chuckle to escapehim, peering at the brunette, studying her amoment longer before drawing out a long sigh,a beer balanced between his fingertips.
” N’ who drilled that psalm into you? Th’last god that did us all to hell? Frankly, I ain’t worried about matchin’ up to anything other than this tolerance. ”
DARK RP STARTERS
"You'll be fine."
"I'm afraid it's very fatal."
"These test results...don't make any sense."
"How far can your arm go before it breaks?"
"I'll carve your eyes out with a spoon."
"What does (s)he have that I don't?"
"Why did he choose her instead of me?"
"...Why?"
"Make as many stab wounds as you want."
"I am destined as your tool."
"The girl must die."
"The boy must die."
"I want to taste your blood on my lips."
"Where do we go from here?"
"These voices...cease to let me be."
"I...can't stop crying."
"Use me as you will."
"None of it matters now."
"Shadows follow my every step."
"You've gone...completely mad."
"I'm barking mad."
"Winter is coming."
"I could kill you right now."
"You...You're dead!"
"May the lord have mercy on your soul."
"The mental ward let me out early this year."
"Oh how i miss the voices."
"Everyone is equal when they're dead."
"Cancel Christmas."
"Bring me more war."
"I love war."
"I piss on your traditions."
"I hate your heart."
"I hate your soul."
"I promise, you won't feel a thing."
"Bring her to me."
"Bring him to me."
"A few holes in the head give the madness more space."
"I hate everything about you."
"I will abandon you."
"What is that girl up to?"
"I am stretched on your grave."
"Kill me now.."
"If I fall from the grace of God where no murdered ghost can haunt me.."
"You are one in from the plank, don't make me push you."
"I don't care."
"Leave me behind."
"Everything you've told me was a lie!"
"Everything I've told you was a lie!"
"How could you ever think to leave them behind?"
"Someone should nail your feet to the floor."
"My last breath will be your curse."
"He will KILL you."
"She will KILL you."
"I did nothing."
"It was an accident!"
"You've killed your own brother!"
"I want nothing to do with him!"
"How can I possibly trust you?"
"Pathetic."
( so as i work on replies i owe, how about some demon!dean starters tho... )
10x01 Black Sneak Peek[x]
( prodigixm. )
” —- Dean.”
The door opened a bit, his frame was shown. It took him a few moments to calm himself before he went in. Seeing his brother polish the gun, it looked normal. Something was off with him, not only his voice; it was barbed with a harsh bite.
”We need to talk.”
This was not what he had expected, nor where he wanted to be. But he couldn’t help it now. He was stuck, completely and utterly stuck.
The second he heard that familiar tone, it was like a million pinpricks were set along his spine. Every one of his muscles set in place, eyes staring blankly forward, and it wasn't until he caught his brothers reflection in the dusted window before him that he shot up, gun reflexively pointing straight for the others bridge.
" Th'hell kinda sick joke is this? "
He growled, teeth pressed tightly together with jaw taut. His voice was shaking, what the hell was going on? This wasn't Sammy. This couldn't be Sammy. Sammy was gone.
" An'what the hell did you do to my brother? "
( whiskeyrough. )
He was dreaming. He had to be. Because the person in front of him… The only way it could be real was if he was dreaming.
"What are you, you piece of shit?" he snarled, yanking out his angel blade. "And what do you want?"
An ghostly chuckle echoed within the trees, head ticking to the side while his eyes narrowed in on his lookalike. He didn't flinch at the gleam of the angel blade, only cocked a brow, scanning the weapon with lips pursed as if impressed.
" Well that's no way t'make friends, now. What's got you all cranky? "
( guiltisms. )
❝…no reason comes to mind. go ahead, brother.❞
The demon snarled out a chuckle at Sam's response, fingers tightening around his throat before giving a rough jerk, leaving him disgruntled on the floor. Slowly he began to circle, nothing short of a predatory look in his gaze, reflecting pity.
" Pathetic, Sammy. Here I was thinkin' you'd put up a fight. You that ready to die, huh? Why's that? Y'miss the old me? S'that it? "
Send me one pro and one con you could see with having sex with my character.
