𝚍.𝚠

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“𝚂𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚞𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛?”       spn, parody, ss, 18+.

[𝚍.𝚠 @malousintellect]

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⠀⠀79', 𝚑𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛.

[𝚍.𝚠 @malousintellect]

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⠀⠀“𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙛𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙄 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙨𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙡 𝙄 𝙜𝙤𝙩 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙡𝙚𝙛𝙩.”

[𝚍.𝚠 @malousintellect]

@barbaricpique ─ needs putting down. and before you start a threat, or react, I think a part of you knows that too. hell you kept him confined yourself, according to my brothers research. help me protect the world, bring your son home.”

[𝚍.𝚠 @malousintellect]

@barbaricpique
the bunker had seen its fair share of bad ideas, dean was beginning to suspect this was in the top five. a collection of symbols had been painted across the floor hours ago. it was layers upon layers of lore pieced together from hunter journal, angel tablets ─

[𝚍.𝚠 @malousintellect]

@barbaricpique his eyes followed the book, the sudden realisation he couldn't trap the queen. well so much for the symbols. instead, he remained stood; reaching for his weapon. acknowledging it was there.

“see that's the attitude i was expecting. listen, ima be real simple. your kid ─

[𝚍.𝚠 @malousintellect]

@MALEDICTUSM0RAI “you got your ass kicked by his babysitter man. patch yourself up, sit down and figure out a damn way to seperate cain from the kid.”

he directed the advice, feeling the winds change.

[𝚍.𝚠 @malousintellect]

@barbaricpique he didn't react at the bunker being torn apart, instead he stepped back; glancing up.
“yeah, you can insult my intelligence all you want later.”

he tossed a book down to the edge of the circle.
“rouben. we gotta talk.”

[𝚍.𝚠 @malousintellect]

@MALEDICTUSM0RAI he loaded his chamber quietly, shaking his head.
“if the kids under cain's protection, we got a bigger wall to climb.”

[𝚍.𝚠 @malousintellect]

@MALEDICTUSM0RAI “could have started with that.”

his eyes snapped up to the circle he cast, waiting for thalindra.
“cain know? cause if he does i got this feeling we're both bout' to have a terrible day.”

[𝚍.𝚠 @malousintellect]

@MALEDICTUSM0RAI the revelation and the question made his blood run colder. the page skipped slowly as he held the phone.

“no. i summoned michael, he ain't looking so hot. summoning the kids mother now. cain helped him escape?”

[𝚍.𝚠 @malousintellect]

@OfLisaisms ─ I dragged this mess onto your doorstep.”

he swallowed quickly, shoving the bag over his shoulder.
“which means you're right. i'm not staying. he did this to prove a point, until he's down, until his son is down, you're not safe, ben isn't.”

[𝚍.𝚠 @malousintellect]

dean could have fled anywhere, to any safe space, and yet. he found himself knocking on the door of Lisa's, in a state.

[𝚍.𝚠 @malousintellect]

@OfLisaisms ─ lucifer found them. a lump in his throat formed as he cleared it away.
“yeah.”

the word came out, dry and fast, but enough to allow him a second to clear the obvious tearful reaction formed from the reality.
“you're right, lisa. you and ben, you're my family. and hell ─

[𝚍.𝚠 @malousintellect]

─ and he didn't. he watched him, studied him. and knowing sam.. that means he cares. so he'll come, and that means i still have a chance to get my brother back.”

[𝚍.𝚠 @malousintellect]

“there's a saying. two wrongs don't make a right.”
he repeated the common human phrase, releasing the circle he summoned michael into.

“but you and his mother? you're two wrongs i'm willing to gamble on.”
the winchester straightened his posture then.
“problem is, i can't ─

[Mιƈԋαҽʅ @F0RSAKECREATION]

He raised a brow at how he spoke to him. Most people had a vit more respect in their tone of voice. But it seemed the winchester wasn't like nost people. He hesitated for a moment fiddling with a ring on his finger He had hours left.

"Alright what do you want me to do"

[𝚍.𝚠 @malousintellect]

─ find the woman. she's like a damn ghost.”

his expression toughened, fighting any form of emotion in front of the archangel when the reality was, he missed his brother.
“and for what its worth, my brother would've erased rouben a long time ago if he thought he was a threat ─

[𝚍.𝚠 @malousintellect]

─ win. most of the time we was outgunned, sometimes we got our asses kicked. but we showed up. you want the threat gone, i want my brother back. so decide what kind of father you're going to be and work with me.”

[𝚍.𝚠 @malousintellect]

his jaw twitched to the question,
“you can't.”
the answer then came, without hesitation from the winchester.

“there ain't a guarantee in this job, michael. never has been.”
he glanced away, remembering what was wrote in his brothers journal. piecing it together.
“but you ─

[Mιƈԋαҽʅ @F0RSAKECREATION]

"As tempting as all that sounds. And believe me it does. How can you guarentee that we will win?"

[𝚍.𝚠 @malousintellect]

─ searching for any form of connection from the archangel.
“you're michael. the archangel. his father. so start acting like it.”
dean reminded him of who he was boldly before continuing.

“my old man raised me on 'yes sirs' and charging into fights we weren't sure we'd ─