There was once a righteous man who said, Screw destiny, right in the face.
Son of a bitch
M!A Demon!Dean: Fun times with Lexie



          Alexis knew she was practically giving him what he wanted, with every change of emotion and with how she was reacting, it was more than obvious but she couldn’t help it. One minute she’d be angry the next she was scared for her life and couldn’t stop the crying— anyone would be the same in her position. But she needed to stop giving him what he wanted, she needed to stop encouraging him and she really was going to try.. but it wasn’t going to go very well.

          The way he looked at her had her looking away from him, there mere sight of him was enough to sicken her though the words spoke had her looking at him in complete horror. Days? She couldn’t keep this up for days. “Go fuck yourself.” The shifter managed to get out, shaking her head as she took a deep breath. “I’ll fucking kill you.. I will.” Oh she’s really not kidding; though there was no doubt she could be here a long time, every time he cut her it only took moments for her to even heal.. if anything he couldn’t really do any serious damage and kill her slowly.

          Feeling the coolness of the meat hook on her skin had her looking down at it, swallowing thickly; oh dear god. Growling loudly at the male, Alexis then spat at him, body now pulling against all the bonds as she attempted to kick off. “DON’T TOUCH ME!” Was the scream leaving her lips, she was okay with being cut and hurt but when it came to her being exposed, then she freaked out, bad time.

"Aw, the kitty bites," he laughed, unimpressed by the empty threats. This little wolf girl had nothing on him, and even if she managed to fatally wound his meatsuit, it wouldn’t bother him. Hell, if anything, it’d be like killing two birds with one stone, because if he moved onto another body, Dean Winchester would never be a problem again. Deciding to goad her on a little more, he kissed her lips hard, biting on her bottom lip as he did, before challenging her. "You don’t have the balls."

The struggle was beautiful and his smirk widened when her fear spiked once again. He could live off the smell of her fear forever but she wouldn’t last that long, and the demon still had other plans that didn’t involve Alexis. For now, he was going to get his kicks though —one way or another.

"Didn’t your momma teach you it’s impolite to growl?" he taunted, watching in distaste as her spit landed on the back of his hand, but he simply wiped it off on her shirt, right across her bosom. For a moment, he looked sympathetic, his brows knitting together as he leaned down to look into her eyes. "Don’t touch you? Where’s the fun in that, little one?" 

SuperWolf | Skills and Quirks



His smirk widened when she stared at the targets, looking constipated as she focused upon them and he fully expected her to stomp her foot like a regular princess. But instead, her blades made a whooshing sound as they cleaved through the thin air with incredible speed and force behind them thanks to the suppleness of her wrist. He blinked in confusion for a moment, looking at the two knives that had hit their mark perfectly at the center, but the splitting of bark next to him pulled his attention away from the admirable accomplishment and he glanced over at the blade that was too close for comfort. Well, damn, the girl got some skills. 

Looking back at Lydia, his eyebrows lifted in both surprise as silent wonder before he pressed his lips together and made a small sound of approval. “Not bad, princess. Not bad.” 

Lydia chuckled, adjusting the band of her bag more comfortable over her shoulder. “I’m better than ‘not bad’, but it’ll do for now.” Receiving a ‘yes’ from Dean was a big deal, but Lydia knew she was really good. “Did I get an approval to give you the plan I had in mind, or you want me to juggle chain saws or something?  Build a bomb?” Coz I actually can do the latter. Quite easily, too.

Lydia moved to retrieve her daggers, yanking them from the targets, leaving the one beside Dean’s ear for the end. “I can help. I’m smart, and good with knives. I can shoot a gun. And I am sort of gorgeous. Do you have any idea how much this will help with the investigations?”

"Don’t let it go to your pretty little head, Red," he quipped, laughter in his tone. She had spunk, he had to give her that, and her skills were impressive, but she wouldn’t always have knives on hand either, so Dean wasn’t entirely convinced. "Those aren’t bad ideas actually," he told her, waggling his brows as if challenging her to show him more. She’d take the bait; this pretty princess dead set on showing herself worthy. "So? Ready to go all Texas Chainsaw on their asses?" 

Of course, he was joking, but when she came back round at him, he had to keep from taking a step back. Feisty little thing. Damn, he liked it. A lot. “Sort of gorgeous, huh? —Alright, sugar, you’ve got some skills, but…how naughty can you be? We don’t need any pencil-neck virgins. If we need you seducing the big bad wolf, can you do it?” 

Dean Caps:

 1x04 Phantom Traveler


Everything You Touch Surely Dies

y o u   f i n d   a   c a u s e  ,  a n d   y o u   s e r v e   i t .


#this is kind of terrifying tho #b/c we saw in previous episodes how absolute naomi’s control of castiel was #when she ordered him to kill samandriel he didn’t hesitate for an instant #but even with that kind of influence she still had to make him kill ‘dean’ a thousand times over before she declared him ready #is this what he was doing for the entire span of time between 8.10 and 8.17?? #i wonder how many attempts it took before he could actually make himself do it #how many times before he could stab dean in the heart and not want to throw up afterwards #how many times before he could do it without hesitating #and even under that amount of conditioning when it comes to the real thing he STILL can’t go through with it #castiel loves selfishly and possessively and destructively but he also loves absolutely #it’s the only way he knows how #and the full force of that love is focused on one single fragile insignifcant human being #dean should be terrified


                  hey brother, there’s an endless road to re-discover.
                      hey sister, know the water’s sweet but blood is thicker.
oh, if the sky comes falling down, for you, there’s nothing in this world i wouldn’t do.

                     { hey brother, do you still believe in one another? }