Dean Winchester

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         He didn’t know when to  ------- S T O P

Sam Winchester. The most persistant human being he knew. Which was all fun and games until he turned into a demon and was rid of any emotions that previously haunted him. Now he had his brother chasing him. In hope that he will willingly turn himself in. No can do. 

      After many nights at bars, starting fights, manipulating people. He had       an idea which meant leading Sam to him. So he left a trail of breadcrumbs       aka bodies, mysterious murders all with sulfur at the scene. Leading him       to this empty bar. Once the door opened the elder Winchester smirked.

                      ❝Took you long enough. Sammy❞

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 firstbovnd:

She’s bored to say the least. A few bodies at her feet, a little blood on her hands. Nothing new. Until she felt it… him. It was only a matter of time before he found her, and so she waited, standing in the dark streets, hands in her pockets. She cocks her head when he speaks, a small smile tugging at her lips. “Took you long enough.” She practically purrs, looking up at him. “I have alot of names.”

        This feeling was one he couldn’t explain. It’d been a while since he’d          felt any emotion or connection as strong as this which made him          wonder, what was he so attached to in his previous life that could           have followed through to this one.

                                     ❝You have it don’t you?❞

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Touch my muse! Touching is a quiet way of conveying your feelings, so tell me how you feel with your touch!

Top of head: Sibling affection/parental affection

Hair: Yearning

Ear: "I want you to hear me out."

Nose: "You're so cute."

Cheek: "I want to tell you I love you."/Deep affection/Devotion

Neck: Dislike/Hate/Disdain

Shoulder: Worry/Concern for other/Fear

Waist: Possessiveness/"You are mine."

Over the heart: "I love you."

Butt: Sexual attractiveness/lust

Hip: Interest

Back: Wanting to kill/will betray you one day

Stomach: Fun!/Silliness/"Wanna go cause some trouble?"

Forearm: Indifference/Don't particularly care for

Biceps: Aggravation/Irritation/"You are an idiot."

Fingers: Friendship/amicable

Wrist: Fear of losing you

Knee: "Don't worry, I'm here for you."

Chin: Beauty/attractiveness

Thigh: Sympathy/empathy

Calves: "I will cause you pain."

Feet: "I will serve you forever."/Deep devotion and and feelings of servitude/extreme fealty

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 starkwithsarcasm:

     There’s a raise of both his brows, as he listens to the other speak. “Right, nice bait. Do you really think I am going to spill to a complete stranger? Wrong. I barely trust the people around me, not about to let my guard down to some random guy on the sidewalk.” His hand is in his pocket, hand hovering around something.

      Dean hummed a laugh and looked the boy up and down. Well he was       clearly human so it was either boring teenage drama or ---- he’s in on       the supernatural side.

                   ❝What a shame. But good. You shouldn’t trust people.❞                      With that he grinned, blinking and showing his back                       eyes to the male. ❝But tell me. What if that random                      guy was a demon?❞

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    The hallow of his bones creak under the weight  of reality and what lies next to him; the whispered  truths that laid dormant in every new demon to  Purgatory – their killer, Dean Winchester, cursed  with black eyes and no soul.  But the vampirate  couldn’t accept that truth; not until he sw the familiar  face of Sam ; lost in ash ridden betrayal seeking  him out of that place.  ‘’ Dean’s in trouble, ‘’ he said;  and there was fear in his eyes that maybe this time  his brother was lost.  

Benny doesn’t ask, doesn’t pry ; instead lays a hand to the younger winchester’s shoulder, hides the  sadness in his eyes and – goes back topside,  which lead him here ; some hole in the wall joint ;  filled with demons and lost souls; those trying to  make it right with a dance with the devil ( or king  of hell. )  Lips form the faintest smile, tugging up as his eyes stay focused on the bourbon filled glass between both hands.  

        ‘’  Been a long time, brother.  Glad to see you’re ….                  well.  Guess a lot’s happened since I left? ‘’  

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That day when he woke up, all emotions were stripped away from him. His soul and everything it held had been ripped from his body. Leaving  nothing but black eyes and a dead heart. Not  that he minded. Actually it was arguably the best thing to happen. Besides the tedious constant  that is his brother. Clinging onto hope.

          Dean couldn’t help but roll his eyes, but after the male spoke a bitter           laugh passed by his lips as he looked over to his former friend. Many           thoughts rushing through his head and not one of them included            any sign of previous affection and friendship. In fact the opposite.

     ❝How ‘bout you cut the crap? You’re not here for a friendly         conversation. I suggest you head back to Purgatory before         I send you back myself. --------- And that’s me being nice.❞

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 starkwithsarcasm:

     The unexpected voice startles Stiles, nearly causing him to trip over his own two feet. His heart pounds fast in his chest, as he looks around for the source of it. As a human who was always stuck in the middle of the supernatural activity, he was very wary when it came to anyone. Doe like hues stare over at the older male, trying his best not to glare. “I’m not a kid.” Arms cross over his chest, as he narrows his gaze. “Many ways that often end with dire consequence’s. I’ll pass, thanks. I’ve got enough shit on my plate.”

      The fact that he had startled the male only amused him. He seemed         to be the clumsy type seeing as he almost fell over. Rolling his eyes,        his attention was more caught at his last sentence.

                    ❝Oh do tell. I’m all ears. Truth is I’ve got some crazy shit                       on my plate too. Just wondering if anyone has seen the                       crap I have here. ❞                                                      ---------- L  I  E  S

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Ironic.          Dean Winchester. The famous hunter.                                                                       A Demon.

It was a lot more fun than being human. None of that humanity to haunt him and his previous actions. No one could blame him for enjoying that. And the many other pleasures that come with this.

       However, he was aware that the new him was strongly disliked         by many. His brother included. So he was aware of the battles        that he would be facing in order to keep this luxury.

                       ❝I’m quite content enjoying this beer.                                                                  What do you want?❞

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It may have been passed midnight, but it didn’t stop Stiles from stepping outside get some air.   A sigh slipped passed his lips, as he walks aimlessly down the stre- et. ‘I really wish I could shut my mind off sometimes.” The words are mumbled to himself, as nervous fingers fiddle with the zipper on his jacket.

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What was Dean’s favourite pass time?             Why messing with humans of course.

       After moving from town to town making sure Sam couldn’t track him        he’d ended up in Beacon Hills. A place full of supernatural beings.        so it seemed he could have some fun here. But first he’d spotted a        human that he was eager to play with.

                     ❝Well kid. There’s many ways you can.                        Just depends on which route you’re willing to take to do so.❞

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The one thing he hated the most was interruptions. That’s what he considered Sam and everyone else who stood in his way. Which was exactly what was happening right now. 

        Dean had tried to cause a fight between two men in the bar for pure         entertainment when someone had decided to separate them both.         Which was no fun at all.

                                     ❝What do you think you’re doing?❞

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Everything had been as good as it could get. No brother. No remorse. No guilt. N O T H I N G. Much more fun then his previous, living, human life. But now there was something different.

        Dean had been sat in a bar when he felt it. Something was different.          Almost like something from his past was calling out to him. Out of          curiosity, the demon followed this feeling until he stood face-to-face         with a woman. Rather confusing to say the least.

                                      ❝Who the hell are you?❞

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“Shut up.” Sam replied softly, refusing to look at him. He kept quiet and shut his eyes, opening them only when he felt they’d arrived. “Let me guess. Hell.” Sam muttered.

Who would have known that manipulating  Sam with his own brother was so much fun. Then again, that’s probably why most of their enemies targeted him.❝Looks like you do have a brain after all. Well done Sammy.❞

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Sam was failing miserably. He’d lost count over how many months he’s been chasing him. Dean just found it amusing and slightly disappointing. He thought the was going to be a lot more fun  and challenging.

        The demon was currently walking down the street after causing them          all to fight each other. It got messy. And was hilarious to watch. But           it seemed the fun was only beginning as he noticed someone following          him. However, when he turned around the sight was one he wasn’t           expecting/

                                       ❝M O M---?❞

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                                   Brothers are IRRITATING.

Although Sam knew he didn’t want to be saved that being a demon was a hell of a lot better. No, he still hunted for him. So after a few months of the chase he decided it was time Sam came to him. 

         Leaving behind a trail of destruction where ever he went until it led          him to a bar. Which was empty. He’d scared all the people off. Just          wanting it to be him and his brother. When the door open he smirked.

                                 ❝You took longer than expected..                                                                 I’m disappointed.❞

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                        It had only been what, a week since she had dragged herself out of                           hell? After spending a few days attempting to salvage her demonic                           dignity that was stolen from her, thanks to Crowley, the                           Winchester’s, and of course, Castiel, she decided she wanted to see                           this whole knew ‘Deanmon’ thing. After all, Dean had been quite a                           demon hater back in the day, even when she helped them. So she                           followed the demon down the ally, and when he turned and smirked                           at her, she did the same.

                  “What can I say, I wanted to see this whole                     Deanmon thing for myself. Miss me?”

Dean had to stop himself from laughing  bitterly at her question. 

            ❝That’s cute. You’re acting like I didn’t celebrate when your                   ass was sent back to hell. Now stop pestering me and go                   to see your boyfriend. I might be one of you but that doesn’t                   mean I’m not apposed to slowly tearing you apart.❞

     The demon hummed with a smirk. It was clear he wasn’t      one for company. Crowley had made him realize that.

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Life for the Winchester was better than ever. No remorse. Guilt. Self loathing. All gone. His  H U M A N I T Y  had been stripped from him. Leaving nothing but a vessel filled with pure evil.                   FUN

          But there was one male who seemed to want to ruin that. His little           annoying brother. Of course. He couldn’t come to terms with the fact           the old him was gone and the new one knew how to have fun. However,           Something had caught his attention and with this new power he didn’t            fear stupid traps so he went. Though he didn’t expect to see Bobby            stood there in the middle of the abandoned building.

                                  ❝Well this is a surprise.❞