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My Own Worst Enemy | Dean And Sebastian

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righteousdeanw:

[ Dean squinted his eyes at Sebastian, daring him to proceed with his threat, because he wasn’t going to take any of that back. Lydia had punched him and kicked him and he didn’t do anything back but now he regretted it. Derek, while they hadn’t met in person yet, had a thing to get under his skin and Dean hated the feeling of being looked down. So he wouldn’t stop hating them any time soon. Curiously, Sebastian was being less of a jerk than them, so he sure as hell wouldn’t be nice to them. He decided not to reply to that though, choosing to ignore the threat. ] Why do you keep saying I’m small or tiny or short? I’m more built than you, and you’re what? A single inch taller than me? You’re not that big. [ He shrugged, looking around, but when he looked back at Sebastian, he noticed the nose bleed, and before he could ask if something had happened, Sebastian asked him that. Dean couldn’t help but clench his jaw, hands curling in fists. If he tried to brush it off, maybe Sebastian would let it go. ] What do you mean, if we’re together? Not right now. [ He looked around, as if to make a point, but he was already feeling a cold sweat form on his temple from nervousness. How could Sebastian know, anyway? They had been secretive about it - even though they were a bit loud during sex, but all in all, there was no reason for him to know. Unless… ] Wait, did you read my mind?

[ Sebastian just rolled his eyes at Dean’s reaction, in no position to actually argue with him right now. He would protect Lydia and Derek as much as he could and that’s all that mattered. Words didn’t hurt if they didn’t know about them. ] You’re still shorter than me. And it clearly gets to you. What can I say, you’re still being snarky at me, I might as well do the same. [ He tried wiping his nose on his sleeve but a little more dripped out not long after and he sighed, swallowing and closing his eyes, shaking his head a little at the attempt to brush it off. ] You’re... reasonably smart. You know I did. I know the answer, Dean. I know what you and Sam have been doing.

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cursedbloodsam:

I can’t prove they made mistakes. In this world, if you don’t attack first, they kill you, that goes to both sides so you should know it too. I thought here was a place where you could hide what you are to avoid being judged, you were the one who told a hunter that you’re a demon. We don’t have your powers, that’s why we defend ourselves. You don’t speak for all supernaturals, Sebastian. Some of them choose to act like better people instead of provoking hunters and then crying that they’re misunderstood.

Then why haven’t you tried to kill me yet? Or... exorcised me or whatever. I didn’t tell him, actually. I never intended to. I didn’t know he was a hunter until I was already in that damn devil’s trap that weekend. Enough people know by now it might as well be public knowledge so to be honest I don’t care. You don’t have powers, but you have other means of hurting or killing things. You don’t have fireballs so you invent guns. Or flamethrowers, or silver knives. Or whatever else. I don’t cry. Don’t be ridiculous.

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lawrencesammy:

Well, I can kiss you and the book can’t. I can also cuddle you and the book can’t. I can do basically anything that the book can’t. Oh yeah, that’s a good point. It’s kind of a win-lose situation for you. I wish he didn’t have anything he could use to control you. That’s true. Apparently the twins are even more annoying than I am, so that’s a big feat for them. It’s okay. I’m doing okay at the moment. The good thing is they don’t make us stand up and read things out in front of class. I do struggle a bit with the essays though, but I’m getting better. You’re going to kill me with compliments.

Well, they’re both true. I guess I could agree with you them. Exactly. I just have to hope for the best, or work on finding a way out of it. He’s my father, and he’s rich and has social standing. He has control over everyone eventually. Really? Huh. Well, maybe I can put you on caffeine when we go and see your parents and decide for myself. Alright, if you’re sure. But your studies do come first, Sam, as much as I wish they didn’t. The minute you start to struggle, if I can’t help I’ll leave you to get your head down. Essays are all about technique more than what you write, anyway. Well, there are worse ways to go.

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Stay with me | Sambastian | Wed 5th

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lawrencesammy:

“I suppose he’s getting stronger as you get older, so the cuffs aren’t enough anymore.” Even though Sam had studied supernaturals for most of his life, there were still a lot of things he didn’t know about them. Especially demons. Knowing how much it was making Sebastian suffer was quite depressing and Sam hated how used to it Sebastian was. “Okay, I’ll stay. And I’ll wait until you’re better. Do you want me to put something between the cuffs and your skin?” Keeping his word, Sam moved closer and wrapped his arms around Sebastian, to let him know that he was there and he wasn’t going anywhere. “Even if I was to lock pick them off, I’d need something to lock pick with and unless you have something like that just laying around in your bed, I’d have to get up and find something.”

“I guess so.” Sebastian sighed, closing his eyes and tried settling down against Sam a little more, especially when he moved closer. It calmed him down a little - more than he’d admit, actually. “Thank you...” he said softly, turning his head to bury his face in Sam’s chest a little. “I usually just wear long sleeve t-shirts... You’d have to get up though, but I guess I could let you get up to do that.” He said softly, shifting a little to let him move. “And there’s a lockpick set in my desk if you really wanna try getting them off that way.” If he was being honest, he was curious to see if Sam could actually do it.

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My Own Worst Enemy | Dean And Sebastian

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deaninlawrence:

[ Dean didn’t mind that Sebastian hadn’t answered to the problematic part, mostly because he knew he had nothing to do with it and he couldn’t help him.  ] Okay. Well. I’ll research about it later, then. Thanks. [ His voice was a little restrained, not really used to thank the demon, but having to admit that he was being of great use. If he wasn’t lying, of course. At the mention of Derek, Dean rolled his eyes, clearly annoyed. ] I’m sorry, but both him and that Lydia bitch, they think it’s okay to threaten or hurt people because of their ‘pack’, but then I try to protect my brother from you, I’m the villain. I just hate both of them and I hope some hunter finds them someday and… [ He moved his hand as if it would explain what he thought, which was already clear. Dean was just really determined to stop the hunting, at least for a while, in his attempt to be a better partner to Sammy. And hearing Sebastian talk about his brother made him avert his eyes. ] I wouldn’t know. I only came back this Monday. [ And if things hadn’t been so awkward in the beginning and then escalated quickly, maybe Sam would have had the opportunity to ask him what had happened. Dean brought a hand to his wrist, still feeling the sensitive skin. He snapped out of it when he remembered Sebastian was still with him, and he pouted, as if Sebastian’s presence alone was enough to annoy Dean. ]

[ Sebastian sighed, just giving a forced smile in return. Part of him regretted telling him. He didn’t know much more than that, aside from obviously what he’d been taught, but that had been another bit of leverage, and now he had nothing.] Look, I know you think me scratching your car was reason enough to hurt me but the point is, we’ve both hurt eachother for no reason. But if you ever talk about either of them like that again, I will rip your balls from your tiny ass body. Understood? [He shot a glare at him in return, scowling but it faltered a little when he picked up on that feeling readiating off Dean again. As annoyed as he was, it was making it harder to be. So he pushed himself. It took everything he had to scan Dean’s thoughts and sort through enough to pick out enough to understand. His nose started dripping blood and he was far more pale by the time he’d done, breathing a little deeper and struggling but what he’d found out was confusing him. But, not one to skirt around the topic, he went straight out and just asked. ] Are you and Sam... together?

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cursedbloodsam:

… No, I don’t, but I believe there are some fucked humans out there too. More fucked up than creatures who don’t know any better. Well, you are a dick, can’t blame people for thinking so. You don’t have to be a freak. Whenever you slip up you’re just proving them right. And you don’t know anything about my life, you’re not entitled to say I don’t understand what it’s like to be an outcast. I’m not here to cause any trouble, but I will defend myself if I need to.

So it’s not okay to kill them but it’s okay to kill a creature who made a mistake? Don’t you see how fucked up that is? I’m a demon, I’m not supposed to have morals and even I can see how fucked yours are. You think that it’s my choice whether I’m a freak or not? Cause it’s not. People label you as that and that’s it. I don’t have to. Point is, you’re human. Weird visions or otherwise, you’re human. You’d never get half the crap we would. I could just look at someone funny and get arrested for it. A human outcast is still a human. It’s still the elite group. You can defend yourself all you like, but don’t spout bullshit about trying to understand when you clearly don’t.

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karofsky-sydneyb:

You should try drinking less caffeine and coming back to it? You built up a tolerance or something?

Uh, not exactly... It’s more like It’s just never worked on me. My body burns through it too quickly for it to make any difference.

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santanastrikerlopez:

Hey, he’s getting his own TV show now so he’s kind of a big deal. Okay but it doesn’t change the fact that I am gorgeous so I’m still going to pretend you said it anyways. You’re taking law from him? Wait, what? Little Brother Sammy is drooling after you or did something happen between you and Trouty Mouth?

Really? Huh. Well, maybe I can accept that nickname. You can pretend what you like, sweetie. You are gorgeous, yes. No, I mean that he’s making me take Law. He’s gonna stop funding my tuition if I don’t pick it up, so I’m applying for a joint degree instead. No no, Little brother Sammy is wanting my head on a spike for hurting his brother. My Sammy had a go at me for torturing Dean for no reason. Because, you know, Dean doing it to me is totally fine but doing it back really isn’t. Just cause I’m not human. I also sorta slipped up and shoved Sam back by accident and.. yeah, it was a messy week. 

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ms-lydia–martin:

Do you want me to look into something for you?

I doubt you’ll find anything. I mean, you know how much alcohol it takes for me to feel even slightly tipsy. I could probably just drink litres of coffee but I don’t like it enough for that. Thank you though.

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The things I would give just to have a cup of coffee actually affect me.

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Text | Derek

Derek: You're a demon, so I'm pretty sure you don't really /count/ as a wolf pack member but it's slim pickings and you're smart. You're strong. You've already got a plan. And I feel kind of protective over you. Pack.

Derek: We will figure something out, okay?

Derek: Yes. It will be nice. You're friends with Lydia and I don't want to murder Sam.

Sebastian: I think that's what humans call having friends, Derek... Feeling /kind of/ protective over me doesn't make me pack, it makes me a friend.. but then, I don't know the whole logistics of werewolves, so...

Sebastian: Like what? Maybe there's nothing to be done.

Sebastian: Okay then.. I'll talk to him, you talk to Lydia.

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Text | Derek

Derek: What is that supposed to mean?

Derek: You've already got the plan? Good.

Derek: We should really figure this out. If you're going to be in my pack you can't be actually dead. Just kind of dead, whatever a demon is. You can't just get a new body?

Derek: Oh. That's cute, almost. We should go on a double date. You and Blondie. Me and Lydia.

Sebastian: You know, I don't remember.

Sebastian: More or less. Depending on how Dean acts over the next week or so.

Sebastian: I can, but I don't particularly want to. I grew up with this one, I don't really want to let it go.. Plus, I wouldn't look like this. Who's to say Sam would be attracted to the new body? You know, I still can't get over that... I'm actually in your pack?

Sebastian: Almost, huh? Well, I'm almost thankful. A... double date? You... are asking me and Sam to go on a double date? I mean, I could run it by him, I guess.

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santanastrikerlopez:

Thanks, Damian. I missed you and your handsome mug. But I think I miss the opportunity to spend your daddy’s money even more. What has Lady Lips gotten up to while I’ve been gone? 

Still with the name of that little runt in that film? I missed you too, and you would’ve had a ‘gorgeous’ tacked onto the end of that if my father hadn’t been mentioned. There’s plenty of it to go around now that I’m taking Law for him, so go nuts. Honestly? Same stuff as before. Whining, protecting his brother, torturing the fuck out of me when he gets bored... Kinda might’ve done the same in return once and suddenly I have two Sam’s both having a go at me.

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What’s up, bitches? Bet you all missed me. But don’t worry, Auntie Tana’s back and here to stay. Now someone better fill me in on what I missed.

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It’s good to have you back, princess. Uh, pretty much nothing in my life, unless you count Winchester drama and my social life grounding to a halt.

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Stay with me | Sambastian | Wed 5th

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lawrencesammy:

When Sebastian cut off speaking really quickly, Sam pulled away to glance down at him in concern. But once Sebastian spoke again, Sam stopped freaking out and relaxed back down again. He’d never thought about how the demon actually had an input on things and now he was curious. “Does he do that a lot?” He asked, gently running his fingers over an undamaged part of skin. “Yes, I am going to bribe you with sex. It’s been like three days since I’ve gotten any and I’m pretty sure you actually owe me for something.” He grinned at the pout, knowing he’d finally managed a breakthrough. Slowly he would work his way through Sebastian’s walls again and things would be okay between them again.

“Too bloody often.” Sebastian murmured in annoyance, frowning a little. “The cuffs are supposed to help, which they are, but he still breaks through sometimes - at least, in my head.” He explained, sighing as he shivered lightly at Sam’s touch. His skin bristled with little goosebumps and he managed a smile up at him again, before shaking his head slightly. “The only way you’re getting your dick in me anytime over the next few days is if you put it in my mouth and don’t have a problem with me potentially coughing up blood over you. Somehow, despite maybe having the slightest blood kink myself, that wouldn’t exactly be a turn on for you. I’ll let you do what you want to me when I’m better, but that still doesn’t mean I’m letting you move to get that key now. So unless you want to show off those lock picking skills of yours, they’re staying on.” That was, unless, Sam decided that getting up and getting the key was worth more than his agreement. It’s not like he could argue.