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[ultimatepad]

Casa Sampará, Barueri, Brazil,

Tetro Arquitetura

[rosschasemd]

Brotherly Competition

@gayslutsrp​

Austin and Sam were Zane’s twin boys. Raised in the Roberts household, it was natural for them to be overly competitive, given their dad’s genes coursing through them. They inherited that Zane cocky-disposition, not to mention the man’s good looks and muscles. They also inherited their dad’s penchant for sex. They constantly, perpetually horny. Frankly, being good looking muscled boys resulted in them being horny for each other, and more importantly, horny for their dad. A household of all that blonde muscle? The two couldn’t help but build-up an incestous fucklust. Thank God they didn’t share a bedroom, because if they had, they would have fucked each other’s brains by now. Perhaps their dad somehow knew better to at least keep them separated, but the house they lived in had them sharing a connected en-suite bathroom, so exposed blonde muscle-flesh was always an ever present temptation. Of course it didn’t help that their dad was still Zane, meaning that someone was always getting dicked down hard, and their daddy and their daddy’s current (and revolving) slut were never quiet. The kicker? The other always knew who it was. Zane seemed to have a penchant of fucking the twins’ friends, but only the other twin knew who it was. It was like this dirty secret. Austin would sneak in and see Sam’s friends getting plowed, sometimes in an orgy fashion, and Sam would also sneak in on separate occasions to see Austin’s friends getting dicked. Little did they know that their daddy was also fucking their teammates since Zane was the infamous high school coach too.

Sam: “All right, cards on the table... what do you think of dad?”

Austin: “What do you mean? He’s... well he’s dad... he’s....”

Sam and Austin: “...hawt.”

That’s when they both knew of the other’s desire for their daddy.

Sam: “... you’d think he’d ever... you know fuck us?”

Austin: “.. no... NO...he’s.. he’s dad... he’s... daddy. He won’t...”

Despite Austin and Sam’s fantasies, it was something that they couldn’t quite fathom. And yet, both their dicks were getting hard just thinking about it. But they knew, as one of their twin-rules, if both were interested, neither would get it. It was a way to keep peace, and a rule they both honored since grade school. It was difficult, especially when their mutual interest was hot, but they maintained their rule. Given that this new one was their daddy, it was going to be easy to keep this rule... right? As their dicks swelled, tenting their mesh athletic shorts, they each shifted on the couch to conceal their horniess.

[dionsadewa-blog]

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[spnhunter-dean]

Throwing Punches → Sam & Dean

It'd been a long day and Dean was still working harder than ever to solve this damn case. He was starting to think that they might as well just pack their bags and leave, considering there hadn't been any deaths since then, and they just had no leads. It was worse that he didn't even have any help because he couldn't get in touch with Sam, and Castiel seemed to be doing whatever he felt like doing. On top of the stress from the case, Sam was acting weird and Dean just needed to go to the motel and settle down with a beer while watching a bit of television. It wasn't like him to just take breaks, but he thought he deserved it. He walked up to room number nineteen and put his key in the door, unlocking it. He then stepped inside and turned around so he could flip on the light switch. As soon as he did, he turned around, and to his surprise Sam was standing right in front of him. "Sam? Where the Hell have you been, I've tried to call you, like a thousand times!"

[spnhunter-dean]

Visting the Morgue → Sam & Dean

As soon as Dean woke up the smell of bleach and musk from his squeaky motel bed filled his nose. He made a face of disgust and stood up, groaning a little from his bad night's sleep. He looked over at Sam who was on his laptop and he gave him a tilt of his head as if saying 'Hey Sam.' "Couldn't sleep?" he asked as he made his way into the bathroom. He brushed his teeth and mouth washed, then he finished getting ready before he walked back toward his bed to sit down and wait for Sam. He pulled the keys of the Impala from his pocket and twirled the key ring on his index finger while he waited. He heard his stomach growl and he looked up and yelled in Sam's direction, "Hey, how about we stop for breakfast before we hit the morgue?"

[william-elliott]

Poor Unfortunate Souls | Will &Sam

After the interrogation with Waters, Will had his staff well prepared for the events that were about to transpire. Each had a syringe full of a potent sedative that would knock out a horse. All their difficult patients were back in their respective rooms until Waters decided to come by which could be at anytime or a few weeks. Now way would there be any bullshit from them while they were suspecting a guest. They needed to be ready at a moments notice.

Will sat in the common room, his eyes gazed over the few calm patients he had as they sat by themselves either humming quietly or drawing scribbles on a chalkboard. A leg was crossed over the other and a cup of tea sat on a table next to him and beside it was a full ashtray. The demon sighed as he looked around the room with a kind of boredom that usually found it's way into his system when he wasn't dealing with these chaotic humans.

Will thrived off the chaos that played through his clinic. He missed the screaming of patients or the puddles of blood he's find scattered around. Now... Now it was all gone. Staff members were on their hands and knees scrubbing away the darkened stains and others had to keep their dick in their pants when they were so accustomed to fucking whichever patient they wanted that day. 

Pulling a cigarette from the pack that sat in his coat, Will lit the end and sucked in heavily and watched the stream of smoke flow swiftly before dissipating into the air. Sadly, the smell of cigarettes wasn't something they could mask so easily, but every facility had it's flaws and Will assumed that that was his. Most patients didn't like the smell, but maybe that's why he smoked as often as he did. It was another to just fuck with them.

Pulling himself to his feet, the demon nodded to a pair of staff before exiting, signaling for them to watch the few rejects that were babbling to themselves as he left with his tea in hand. Looking for something to do, he wandered to the front entrance where Colleen sat behind a desk with countless manila folders behind her stacked on shelves. Tossing the stick tot he ground and snuffing it out with his foot, his eyes moved to the woman. "Could you pull out Alice's file? I'd like to make sure everything is set." She cackled behind the desk and handed over the file with a devilish grin. "Thanks." 

[spnhunter-dean]

From One Hunter to Another || Winchesters & Vaughn

Who: Sam (Undercover), Dean (Undercover), & Galen When: August 27, 2013 What: Sam and Dean pay Galen a visit to find out what they're dealing with and get some information. Trigger Warnings: None.

Dean: Dean walked out of the motel towards his Impala and he looked at the dents on the door and hood, then he walked around examining the other side to see more dents. Angrily, he slammed his fist into the hood and mumbled, "Son of a bitch!" He then shook his head, irritation written all over his face. "Hurry up, Sam!" he yelled frustratingly as he got into the car and started it up.

Sam: Sam ran to the car quickly. "Woah woah woah, what's the problem?" He asked, looking at Dean with a confused look.

Dean: Dean shook his head, his eyebrows furrowed together. "Them bastards wrecked my car, that's my problem. But, don't worry about it. I'll fix it later. Let's just get going. So, what was that guys address again?" he asked, waiting for Sam to get in the car.

Sam: Sam got in the car and pulled the address out of his pocket. "Here," he said, passing it to Dean. "So, do you think this guy will trust us?" Sam asked, not sure of how the discussion was going to go.

Dean: Dean pulled out of the drive and kept his eyes on the road infront of them, but he kind of jerked his head and sighed. "I don't know, but at this point, I'm willing to try anything to figure this out. We don't have enough information on those two who attacked us the other night, but we damn well can't let that happen again. We have to be prepared. So, it's worth a shot, right?" he asked, glancing over at Sam for a moment, then focusing back on the road. He looked down at the address and began heading in that direction.

Sam: "Yeah yeah, I guess so." Sam said in an unsure manor. Let's just get there and see how it goes, then we can decide our next move." Sam didn't like the plan, but he knew it was the only lead they had. He looked at the road, then at his brother. "So what? We kill the ones that attacked us? We don't even know if they are the ones killing people here."

Dean: Dean looked at Sam for a moment, then he looked straight ahead. "I never said that. But listen, Sam, they may not be killing people here, but they sure as hell threatened to kill us, meaning they won't think twice about ending someone. They're bad guys, Sam. We kill any evil sons of bitches that get in our way, and they're both sons of bitches, and they're both getting in our way, meaning.. what?" he said, before driving a bit more. As soon as the arrived, Dean looked at the address once more, then he looked up at the home. "Well, this is the place. I'm sure he'll recognize you from the other night. Now.. this guy.. he's a hunter, right? So, we shouldn't have to disguise ourselves." Dean waited a moment, then he took a deep breath and got out of the car. He walked around back to the trunk and he opened it up, then he opened up the bag of weapons and he picked up a gun and propped it open. He then took out a knife which he placed in his pocket and a gun that he placed in the back of his pants. "Better safe than sorry," he said, looking at Sam.

Sam: Sam grabbed a knife. "So you ready?" Sam asked, looking at Dean. "We're not sure he'll help us. Hell, we're not even sure he won't attack us."

Dean: Dean laughed a little and jerked his head, then he closed the bag and slammed his trunk closed. He began walking towards the door. "That's all the fun of it, Sammy," he said, grinning. He walked up the stairs of the porch and then stood there. He knocked three times and then clasped his hands together infront of him, and he looked over at Sam and gave him a smile and a raise of his eyebrows. Galen: Galen Sat At His Kitchen Table Loading Wooden Bullets Soaked In Wolfs Bane Into His Gun Looking Up As He Hears The Car Pull Up And Then Hears Voices He Gets Up And Walks To The Door And Opens It As He Opens The Door He Sees The Young Man Who Had Been Following Him And Rebekah Mikaelson "Hello Lad I Thought You Were Died After Pissing Klaus Mikaelson Off"

Sam: "Dead?" Sam asked, looking at Galen. "No, I've been through worse." He said with a slight grin.

Galen: "Oh, How Did You Lads Find Me?" Looks At Both Of The Young Men.

Dean: Dean rolled his eyes and shook his head, putting a hand up as in telling Sam to stop. "Alright, alright. Let's just cut straight to the chase. I'm David, this here's my cousin, Malcolm, and we were wondering if we could ask you a few questions. We know you're a hunter and all, and we need to know what's up with these bastards. I looked you up.. now, do you mind if we come in?"

Galen: "No Not At All Lad." Steps Out Of The Way So The Young Men Can Come In.

Dean: Dean nodded at Galen as he walked inside. "Thanks, man," he said, looking around. "Nice place." Dean walked further into the man's house and he sat down on Galen's couch. "If you don't mind, we have a couple of questions," he said, waiting for Sam to take a seat beside him and for Galen to also to sit.

Galen: Sits In The Chair Across From The Couch"Of Course Lad What Would You Like To Know."

Sam: Sam nodded and sat down. "Me and my cousin here, we know you're a hunter, as David said. We were wondering if you could help us know a bit more with what we're dealing with, so we can know how, and if we can stop them." Sam said with his hands pressed together.

Dean: "Like tweedle dee and tweedle dum that attacked me and my cousin here the other night."

Galen: "Aye I Can Tell You About Them Lads That Was Klaus Mikaelson And His Newest Hybrid Eva."

Dean: "Oh? I thought they were vampires.. What the hell is a hybrid?"

Sam: Hybrid? That didn't sound too good to Sam. He leaned forward, with his eyes glued on Galen.

Galen: A Hybrid Can Be Anything In Klaus And Eva's Case It Means That They're Half Vampire And Half Werewolf.

Dean: "Well, shit. But that would mean that it would have the weaknesses of a werewolf and vampire, right? So does that mean they'll be easier to kill?"

Galen: Eva Will But Since Klaus Is An Original Vampire And The Original Hybrid It Won't Be So Easy To Kill Him.

Galen: The Only Thing That Can Kill Klaus Is The White Oak Stake Which Is In His Possetion

Sam: Sam recognized the word Original. "Original?" Sam asked quickly. "Like, that Mikaelson girl?"

Dean: Dean knitted his eyebrows together. He was confused which was causing him to also be frustrated. "So, we can't even kill the bitch? Well, that's just great," he said, clearly irritated. "What does it mean for him to be an original or whatever you just said?" Dean asked, leaning back. Damn it. They were so close. Now here he is finding out he needed some blasted stake that would be close to impossible to obtain to kill the sucker.

Galen: It Means He Is One Of The First Vampires Along With His Siblings Elijah, Kol And Rebekah Mikaelson And He's The First Ever Vampire/Wolf Hybrid.

Dean: "Well, I'll be damned.. So, you're telling me, he's one of the first ever blood suckers? That's incredible. What would happen if we did manage to kill him?" Dean thought for a moment. "Also, this Klaus guy, is he evil? I mean, obviously he's evil enough to threaten me and he's reckless enough to do it in public, but is he a threat to innocents? Or do you even know?"

Galen: "I Would Say Yes He Is A Danger To Innocents Lad."

Sam: "First vampires? Those two? And we didn't even know, until he threatened to eat me."

Dean: Dean let out a sigh of frustration and he ran a hand through his hair then he looked over at Sam. "What are you thinking, Malcolm? Think I picked the right place now? I told you something was going on here." Dean then looked at Galen. "The deaths going on 'round these parts.. do you think it was him? So far there's been five. The other day a girl was found. They said it was an animal attack, yet she had her throat slashed. What do you think? You think he could have done that?"

Sam: "Yeah, right place alright. Look David, we've handled our fair share of beasts, but a vampire and a werewolf in one? How are we supposed to kill that?" Sam asked. He knew Galen was one of their last hopes.

Galen: Aye He's Very Protective Over Rebekah Lad And No I Don't Think Klaus Is Doing The Killings David He's Too Busy Trying To Round More Werewolves Up To Make More Hybrids For His Army.

Dean: "Woah, woah, woah. The son of a bitch is making a damn army? Then we really won't have a chance. We need to do something about that, Malcolm. Soon," he said, looking at Sam. "So, what do we do? Now we have some other creature of the night out killing innocent kids, and we have a psycho bloodsucking mutt trying to create a damn army." He leaned back and laughed. "Yep, we're screwed."

Galen: And You Want To Know How To Kill A Hybrid Huh.

Dean: "It'd help, I suppose. It'd really help if you told us some of what you know. We need all of the help we can get."

Sam: "Yup. We're screwed alright." Sam said as he put his head in his hands. "I'm not even sure we can handle one Hybrid, but an army? We need to stop this. Soon."

Galen: "Here's How You Kill Hybrids Lads. The act of dismembering or removing the head of a hybrid will result in death. The act of removing a hybrid's heart will result in death. Hybrids are affected by vervain like their vampire counterparts. They can't compel anyone on vervain. This is because it is common knowledge among people, who know of the existence of vampires, that vervain weakens vampires, and nature let them have this disadvantage in case they're mistakenly identified as such. Hybrids are affected by wolfsbane like werewolves. This is to ensure they're kept in check if they're ever identified as werewolves. Due to their vampire heritage, hybrids are unable to enter a home without an invitation. Witches are able to give supernatural aneurysms that cause the blood vessels of hybrids to explode, it can also kill them as well. If Klaus dies, then all the hybrids will die along with him. Stakes can hurt hybrids and neutralize them but it wont kill them. If a hybrid kills a member of The Brotherhood of the Five then they will be tormented by the hunter until they kill themselves or if the hunter is replaced then they will be free of torment. If a hybrid takes the cure he/she will go back to the life of suffering as a werewolf transforming on the night of the full moon."

Dean: "Oh, wow. Well, then, that won't be hard at all." Dean smiled a little and looked over at Sam. "I'm feeling much better now. At least we know how to kill the bloodsucking monster and his baby minion. He's really got her wrapped around his cold, dead finger." Dean shook his head a little, then he looked at Galen. "Thanks man, I really appreciate that information. At least now I know who to come to if we ever have anymore questions about the things." Dean stood up then he looked at Sam. "But, I guess me and Malcolm here better get going if we plan on coming up with some kind of idea. Thanks for having us over and answering those questions, though. You probably just helped us save some lives."

Sam: Sam took a good look at Galen. "Thank you so much, we appreciate you helping us. If we need anything else, we'll return here." He said, as he stood up and looked at Dean. "David and I better get going. We'll need some sort of plan to kill these things." Sam smiled at the fact there actually was a way to kill them. All hope isn't lost, and they might be able to save a lot of innocents lives. D

Galen: "It Was My Pleasure Lads."

Galen: "Hey But Don't Have Her Kill Me Lads."

Dean: Dean gave Galen a small nod as in saying 'thanks', then he walked out of the man's home and began walking back to his car. He looked at Sam and smiled. "Well, let's get this show on the road," he said, climbing into the car.

Sam: "Don't worry, we won't tell anybody you helped us." Sam said with a slight grin.

Galen: Laughs "I Mean One Way To Kill Them Is The Hunter's Curse Lad Where They'd Have To Kill Me Then Go Crazy And Kill Themself."

Sam: Sam's eyes widened. "Well then, mind taking one for the team and attacking Klaus?" Sam laughed. "We wouldn't ask you to do that, though." Sam said as he walked back towards the car.

Galen: "Oh I Know." Watches The Two Young Men As They Get In Their Car.

Sam: Once he got into the car, Sam looked at Dean. "Even if he did sacrifice himself, that Klaus would probably get his little girlfriend to do it for him."

Dean: Dean laughed. "Yeah, you're probably right. Besides, we couldn't ask the man to do that," he said, pulling out of the driveway. Dean then headed to back to the motel so he could try to work on his car.

[theawesomewinchester-blog]

Can't believe you got me talking mushy || Sam and Dean

Dean sat down at the dinner table tossing his bag hard onto the table and he fell into the chair as he scooted it out from under the table. Dean gave a loud sigh and he took his shoes off and placed his feet onto the table finding this position quite relaxing he then realized he forgot something and he went to the fridge and found himself a beer, luckily there was some of the Hunter's best friend, thanks to him that went shopping the other day after Sam was knawing on the couch. Dean walked back to the chair and he sat down again placing his feet yet again on the table. He saw the tv remote was lying a few inches away from him on the table and he started to reach for it and saw his arms was to short, just then Sam walked in... Sam could you get me the remote please?