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Sadly, this doesn't work since knights of hell are immune to exorcism. But I like it.

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Sam knew what Dean wanted to do before Dean even moved. It triggered Sam, anger and anxiety overwhelmed him. Then he didn’t know what exactly happened. Dean wanted to bind him with his powers again, but it didn’t work. So Sam lunged at him, but before he had even hit Dean, his brother was knocked off his feet and fell backwards against the long side of the bed. When Sam came out of his frozen in shock like state and realized what happened, he smirked. That was his chance. Dean was slowly trying to get up again, equally as confused as Sam had been seconds ago. Without a further thought Sam reached out, focused on Dean and gathered the power he had gained from Dean’s blood. Seconds passed, then he heard Dean wince. Dean’s body began to tremble, his eyes flashed black. He growled.

Sam’s jaw clenched painfully, his head ached and he panted. When there was the first hint of black smoke coming out of Dean’s mouth, Sam let his mind drift, he lost focus and sank exhausted to his knees. A few huffs and he looked over to Dean, who lay choking on the ground. Sam crawled over to him, gripped his brother’s shirt.

Demon!Dean POV of my Hellbound ‘verse, set during chapter 2 of Oblivion

It was dark around Dean when he came to. He tried to remember what happened. Then he realized that his eyes were closed. When  he opened them slowly, he didn’t recognize where he was. It was a dark corridor, he couldn’t see where the thin ray of light was coming from. How did he get here? What had happened to him? Suddenly, in small flashes his memory came back.

Metatron. The fight. He got stabbed. Dean looked down, touched his torso. There it was, the bloody spot where the angel blade went.

Sam. His brother had found him. Told him he wouldn’t let him die. He remembered how Sam held him. Remembered Sams face, how he looked at him, full of warmth and love. Dean felt the warmth of the memories flooding through him. But only for a moment.

Then it was gone. The last thing he remembered was Crowley. A feeling of rage and power emerged in him. No, it flowed right through him. The mark on his arm glowed and he was holding the First Blade.  Dean’s jaw clenched. His senses were high.

He felt something approaching him. In a split second he turned, saw the demon lunging at him and the Blade went through the body, like it was butter,  with no effort. Dean pulled the Blade out only to stab it into the next demon. And the next. He slaughtered five of them. It was quick and bloody. He wasn’t even breathless.

Clap, clap, clap.

Dean turned. Crowley applauded.

Wincest and „Kiss me.“

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The sun is setting, the beer is almost empty and the hood of the impala is cool by now. Not a word is spoken. Until Dean breaks the silence.

“Kiss me.”

“What?”

“You heard me.”

“Dean –“

“I know Sam. We’re brothers and so on but come on–“

Samswallows, his heartbeat starts to race. Dean grins.

Hellbound  Chapter 3

The demon blood effects Sam, he has nightmares, but what Dean is doing to him makes it all worse.

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Read the tags, please.

Shark Week, man. How do you not watch that? Whole week of sharks.

Hahahahahaha Dean does love his sharks

wincestwithpie replied to your post “i feel like rewatching some episode would cheer me up so any...”

Ooh oh watch yellow fever or bad day at black rock! Scared and anxious Dean or I-lost-my-shoe sam. Feel better bby! <3

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