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helloblobbyblobfish · 2 years

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Sasquatch and candies

It was supposed to be a simple mission. A bunch of artifacts had been stolen from a rich mogul's collection. Some of them were supernatural in nature, according to the men of letters' sources.

So Sam and Dean went on the trail the thieves left on their wake in Texas. There, money was stolen from inside the vault with no traces of breaking or entering. An old mask amongst the stolen loot was used to enter women's rooms by a serial killer in the 1960's.

Interrogating witnesses, they learned a man and his two female companions were so beautiful they did everything they asked. Venus's perfume, though lost since the days of Giacomo Casanova.

A man was shot by a guy wearing a cowboy hat, and burst into flames? Allowing his weaver to shoot spells was only one of the many rumored abilities of the sundance kid's hat.

Sam was getting suspicious. "Okay, so. They know what the artifacts are able to do, but they broke the glass protections to access them and shot the guards with normal bullets? Even centuries-old organizations weren't sure of the nature of some of those! And we found nothing about the mundane jewels. Oh, and"

"Sam! I'm driving!"

"And Venus' perfume is supposed to make you irrésistible, not look like the person most desired. Texts explicitly say it changes what the smelling person's tastes are! And why do we still have no images 5 towns in! And it's very suspicious that most of those lost artifacts were found and/or bought by a guy we have no pictures of either in less than a year! Dean, I think it's a trap."

"And knowing is winning half the battle! Look, they use an EMT bomb each time they are near cameras."

"Except the exact time where a hat would cover the guy's face!" Still, he seemed familiar, but the brother had met too many people for him to be certain. Still, Sam was feeling worried.

Unaware of his brother's inner thoughts, Dean patted his knee to calm him. "Don't worry. Probably words-of-mouth written down and passed as facts. And yes, they wanted to show off that cowboy time. So we should prepare for a trap. But I think they're getting cocky. So, no problemo."

At the next town, Sam went to buy a motel room for the night, while Dean went to check the hospital, hit by a wave of miraculous healings. The staff of Asclepius, probably. It also means bad things happening soon to the doctors.

As he drops their bags in the cheap room, Sam hears the door lock behind him. Then, a voice comes from the bed.

"Hey, sweetheart. Fooled you with the female illusions? I'm getting really good at those."

"Tricks- Gabriel? You?" The archangel snaps his fingers, and Sam is suddenly unable to move his lips. The trickster rises up from the bed. He was wearing very tight dark jeans, a light green shirt under a brown leather jacket and his hair was slicked back.

Castiel's asshole uncle smirks. "Don't worry about Dean, darling." The TV set in the room turns on. It shows Dean on a hospital bed, spanked by "I have some interesting material on Deanny's kinks. Think I should tell them to his angel?"

Sam can suddenly speak. "I don't want to think about my brother's fantasies about Dr. Sexy, you" And back to the closed lips. "Hon, don't be like this. See, I planned all of this to get you all alone so I could woo you. You always were more fun than your brother. And then, you took care of me after Asmodeus, and, well." His smug demeanor notably falters as he scratches his head and looks away.

Sam gives him the most unimpressed stare he can muster. Gabriel is annoyed. "Yeah, yeah. And I guess unlike your brother, you don't swing both ways''. Sam notices a necklace with a blue hexagon stone surrounded by colorful circles. It reminds him of something. Another of the artifacts. Something about another stone? He isn't in the best position to think.

He realizes he can speak again and his captor looks at him, expecting an answer. Sam tries to turn on the charm. "Sorry, Gab." The dark look he receives as an answer is telling. "Are you… going to use the perfume?" "Loki" laughs. "Hahahaha. NO." He shows a mock serious look. "It would make you a vegetable only interested in my desires." He hugs the hunter and twirls him around despite the size difference. "Sugar, I want to talk with you, to see you get excited over your own interest, to have friends outside of me! It would be boorriiiiinnnggggg!!!!! If you were a dumb mind slave!"

Sam feels sickened by the awful attempt at romantic behavior. And terrified by what the archangel will do. As he gets ready to call Castiel, he feels something on his neck. It's diffusing a warmth that makes it hard to think. He looks down and notices his flannel was partially unbuttoned, showing a necklace familiar to Gabriel's, but with a red stone instead of a blue one.

He tries to get out of the arms that lock him to throw it away, worried about its effects, but Gabriel speaks up. "You don't want to take the necklace off, Sammy." Sam shudders at the pet name. How did he not notice how arousing the archangel/pagan god's voice is before? If only "loki" had a vagina and boobs rather than a cock and balls, Sam would have had sex with him... Well, the being could shapeshift, right? The handsome angel gently put him back on the floor.

"After all, those matching necklaces I made are a sign of our relationship!" "Our… Relationship?" Sam is confused. He likes the necklace, but that Gab has the same is a bit weird. He also feels very hot. If he wasn't worried about the looks the other man would give him, he would be getting rid of his shirt

"Yes. We are lovers." It is said as a fact. Sam knows it's true, but. "I. Don't? Love, You?" The fact that they are dating makes him feel strange. He doesn't love- "You do love me. You ADORE me. I am the most important person to you. You would kill your brother for me."

His Angel's voice is like honey. Dripping down his ears and covering his brain, stopping his thoughts from leaving. "Yeah." He loves Dean, but if killing him would make his love happy, all bets are off. Sam grabs those handsome cheeks and initiates a kiss. They kissed a lot since they started dating, but Gabriel still melts under his touch before grabbing him and hungrily taking him like a thirsty man finding an oasis.

A snap, and they are both naked, save for their necklaces, on the bed. Gab is murmuring in his ears. "I wanted that for so long… Sam, you will consent to whatever I want to do with your body." The immortal starts to jack the human under him. He licks Sam's tender neck. "You are a bottom, Sammy. I want you to moan thinking about my dick in you."

Sam can see it so well. "Gabriel, please… ahhhh… pound me, gab, I want it so much!" How could Chuck give Gab such a hot voice! It makes him so horny! Wait.

"Hon.." "Yes, Samantha." His love is amused. "How are you still alive?"

Gabriel seems annoyed, but then his smile opens. "Sammy… always so inquisitive. In case you haven't noticed, death is cheap." He rubs his thumb against the hunter’s lips. A pause. "And your friend Jack has made a lot of holes in the empty when getting Castiel out of there." The smile gets sinister. It turns Sam even more on.

The voice continues, even more irresistible than that siren from years prior. "Now, I want to put my dick in you, but I need you under me for me to savor the moment. May I?" "Anything, honey. Anything!" Sam is almost begging. Suddenly, he feels his organs move between his legs. He looks with interest as his balls and penis shrink. Awed, Sam doesn't realize what his boyfriend meant until a hole starts to open in his skin. As any trace of his dick disappears, Sam's body is held by his love, allowing him to see he now has a vagina just above the anus.

Gab sucks one of Sam's fingers, distracting his curious mind. He then directs the fingers to the entrance, and makes Sam move the finger inside of the pink opening. The little moans of arousal make the trickster chuckle. "Fully functional! I didn't give you an uterus. Yet. When we want babies, maybe." The possibilities spin inside the Winchester's head, but he can't focus on any of those, too preoccupied at the concept that: "You won't need to lube me to breed me."

The pure need and desire in those words drive the archangel wild, and he slams his sword in Sam's brand new hole. The hunter expects pain but finds none. It's like he has the exact size to really feel the above-average lance but not be stretched by it. He then laughs when he realizes his pussy was made by the man above him, who must have made it exactly to proportions. And then, Sam can't think, because the demigod snaps his fingers, and it's like the penis is penetrating his vulva but also his ass and masterfully hitting his prostate on both sides.

"Oh! FUCK! Gabriel!!! HOT fucker!" Tears are running down Sam's cheek as he devolves into screaming, moaning flesh. His archangel creates an apple he shoves into Sam's mouth. "Please, this isn't a love motel, Sam. Do you want me to call you a whore?" Sam chokes, before being distracted by another thrust of the angelic being's penis.

A snap, and the apple is now a ball gag. Sam slaps the torso above him repeatedly. "No gag?" A nod. A snap. Sam kisses the mouth above him to hide his moans.

As Sam lets their months separate to breathe, Gabriel takes the opportunity to bite his neck and start sucking.

The hunter scratches his angel to keep control. "How… will I explain… it.. to Dean?" "You don't want to talk about me?" Gabby pouts and twists his nipples. Sam feels like an idiot. "Oh, right. And if he doesn't accept you, the Winchesters are going solo." He can see his certainty shocks the archangel a little, even if it's well-hidden.

The archangel growls, and takes on Dean's look. It's only an illusion, as Sam feels Gabriel's host underneath, but Sam slaps him. "No incest play! Becky would have too much fun if she ever heard!" His boyfriend chuckles, but accepts to back off and dispels the glamor. "My apologies." Suddenly, there is the feeling of a third penis. "You're… oh, oh god, forgiven… but, please, nooo… can't hold it!"

Sam orgasm. "Already?" The archangel gently pouts. "Do you want me to make you horny again or do I cum?" Sam laughs. "You angels cum on command?" Realizing it's a dare, the son of god grins. "Of course." As he says it, Sam can fill the warm "divine" sperms entering his hole.

The archangel speaks up, suddenly grave. "Do you love me?" "More than anything." The archangel seems pensive. He looks at the TV screen. Dean is now sleeping on the bed. "Do you care about your brother?" "Kind of. But you're the only one I need."

Looking guilty, Sam's love makes a long silence. Sam's vagina is magically cleaned and he is poking at the growing dick. It's bigger and thicker than before. Trying to lighten the mood, the hunter states: "You know? I just could have wrapped my legs around you while you fucked me. I would have stayed below you."

He is stopped by a deep kiss that makes him turn to jelly. Weirdly enough, he feels like he can think again clearly for an instant, and the next, the necklace around his neck is diffusing a sense of sleepiness inside of him. Unable to think, Sam let his master rub his thumb against his cheeks. The master snaps his fingers, and they are both clothed once more.

"Sam, I want you to scale down your love for me. I am the love of your life, but you won't remember what we did together today. You are going to go back to the same codependent tendencies you and your brother share. You just found that pendant and found it cool. Now, go to sleep."

Sam wakes up when Dean opens the door. He must have been tired by the case, if he went to sleep fully clothed.

He notices stains of something on his pants as he rises up. Damn it. Gabriel's dead. Why can't he forget him?

He feels the cord of the necklace he bought yesterday brushing against his neck. For some reason, it reminded him of Him.

Dean looks terrible, the younger Winchester realizes. "What happened?" His brother blushes. "Nothing, Sammy. Nothing." Sam is about to push for more infos, but he suddenly feels an urge to drop it. He feels warmth coming from that odd stone. He looks at it. Maybe it's worth investigating later, but he doesn't feel the need to take it off.

They go to sleep. Having already slept, Sam takes some time to go under and has to listen to Dean having a dream about Dr. Sexy. He sighs. Dean should just ask Castiel to put on a lab coat and get done with it.

As sleep comes to him, he smells a strange odor of candies. It reminds me of his lost love, so he slumbers with a smile on his face.

#my writing #hypnosis #male hypnosis #gay hypnosis #mind control #supernatural #sabriel #sam winchester #gabriel supernatural #dean winchester

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demonbloodhrt · 2 years

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my deannie trait is i think dean was right to erase ben and lisa’s memories <3

before you disagree with me please consider: what a gift it is to not care about dean winchester even a little bit

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winchesteranatomy · 7 months

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Absolutely love the Dean X Amara storyline; Sam was like a jilted lover the whole time ❤️❤️

#otp:soulmates #deannie #ily 💕💕💕#jealous!sam

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vivxdhearts · 2 years

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👀 (DEANNIE)

Jeannie hadn’t been expecting Kraus to show up right as she was getting ready to turn in for the night clearly drunk off her ass. All she had done was help her to HER BED, Jeannie could sleep in the classroom because she didn’t have the patience to direct Deb anywhere except where SHE WANTED TO GO, and then busied herself. She had laid out some water, some aspirin, and some crackers for when Deb inevetiably woke up with her hangover in the morning, and then she had to go grab her pajamas. But what she HADN’T BEEN expecting to come into her room and see Deb COMPLETELY NAKED. “Oh my god!” Jeannie exclaimed covering her eyes with her hand. Not that she hadn’t SEEN IT ALL BEFORE. “I’m sorry, I didn’t, I... WHY are you in my bed NAKED?” She insisted.

#( like the world had drained you of everything you had || jeannie lewis )#tw; nudity

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gatutor · 5 months

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Roland Winters-Deannie Best-Victor Sen Yung "Shanghai Chest" 1948, de William Beaudine.

#Deannie Best #Roland Winters #Victor Sen Yung #William Beaudine

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whaleofatjme1920 · 2 years

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take this

Dean creeped around the corner. He knew that the ghost was hiding from him.The ghost in question suddenly flew out of a stack of boxes, effectively making them fall on Dean. The ghost then flew off, echoing laughter trailing after it.This ghost Thought that funny?Dean got out of the boxes and stared at where the ghost had gone.So this ghost wanted to play tricks?Well, he’d learned a few from Gabriel. He could play along.“I’m going to exorcise you ghost.”"Deanie weenie, you don't remember me?" A familiar gatory voice seemingly came from the walls. Dean froze in his spot, blinking a few times. No, this couldn't be. "Gator dude??!" Dean exclaimed. That couldn't be, they had salted and burned his corpse, just to make sure this wouldn't happen. Dean went through all of the stages of grief with in a second. "Yes, it's me. It's okay I forgive you. We can still be together." Gator dude appeared in front of Dean's trembling form as he pointed his gun full of rock salt at the ghost. "It can't be, how are you here?" Dean yelled, obviously struggling with his emotions and having a mental war inside his head. "Part of me still is on this earth." Loki said, pointing at Dean. "It's in you. " He said. Dean gasped. What the hell did he mean by that. Did alligator people get men pregnant? He had his suspicions, but. ..dean hasped again, feeling something in his stomach area. there was no way… “you got me PREGNANT??!?!!?” dean yelled in disbelief, once again going through the 5 stages gator dude chuckled, “i guess so!” dean was shooketh, how could this have happened?! “i’ll see you two soon, then!!” gator dude laughed again, and proceed to fly off. dean snapped out of the initial shock, “wait!! what the hell does that mean?!” gator dude just smiled down at him, curse that slimy smile for being so ahaha seggc! “i’m a god, deannie weenie, how else did you think you got pregnant?” the gho- god laughed, “i’ll be back soon enough, take care of our kid for me!!!” the alligator smiled and laughed once again, before disappearing from this world entirely.

I—

Why would you let me read this

#just chatting #silly goofy mood hours

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67midnightwriter · 2 years

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Dean creeped around the corner. He knew that the ghost was hiding from him.The ghost in question suddenly flew out of a stack of boxes, effectively making them fall on Dean. The ghost then flew off, echoing laughter trailing after it.This ghost Thought that funny?Dean got out of the boxes and stared at where the ghost had gone.So this ghost wanted to play tricks?Well, he’d learned a few from Gabriel. He could play along.“I’m going to exorcise you ghost.”"Deanie weenie, you don't remember me?" A familiar gatory voice seemingly came from the walls. Dean froze in his spot, blinking a few times. No, this couldn't be. "Gator dude??!" Dean exclaimed. That couldn't be, they had salted and burned his corpse, just to make sure this wouldn't happen. Dean went through all of the stages of grief with in a second. "Yes, it's me. It's okay I forgive you. We can still be together." Gator dude appeared in front of Dean's trembling form as he pointed his gun full of rock salt at the ghost. "It can't be, how are you here?" Dean yelled, obviously struggling with his emotions and having a mental war inside his head. "Part of me still is on this earth." Loki said, pointing at Dean. "It's in you. " He said. Dean gasped. What the hell did he mean by that. Did alligator people get men pregnant? He had his suspicions, but. ..dean hasped again, feeling something in his stomach area. there was no way… “you got me PREGNANT??!?!!?” dean yelled in disbelief, once again going through the 5 stages of grief in less than a minute. gator dude chuckled, “i guess so!” dean was shooketh, how could this have happened?! “i’ll see you two soon, then!!” gator dude laughed again, and proceed to fly off. dean snapped out of the initial shock, “wait!! what the hell does that mean?!” gator dude just smiled down at him, curse that slimy smile for being so ahaha seggc! “i’m a god, deannie weenie, how else did you think you got pregnant?” the gho- god laughed, “i’ll be back soon enough, take care of our kid for me!!!” the alligator smiled and laughed once again, before disappearing from this world entirely.BACKgator dude chuckled, “i guess so!” dean was shooketh, how could this have happened?! “i’ll see you two soon, then!!” gator dude laughed again, and proceed to fly off. dean snapped out of the initial shock, “wait!! what the hell does that mean?!” gator dude just smiled down at him, curse that slimy smile for being so ahaha seggc! “i’m a god, deannie weenie, how else did you think you got pregnant?” the gho- god laughed, “i’ll be back soon enough, take care of our kid for me!!!” the alligator smiled and laughed once again, before disappearing from this world entirely.

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444names · 2 years

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tolkienesque, american, french and german forenames + elf names suggested by fantasynamegenerators.com

Adalenwë Adaletta Adtha Aernher Aladin Alaróf Albereg Alberen Aldog Aldoria Alfreddie Alfrie Aliam Alion Almirko Amalvina Amariën Amlaitë Amrynne Andelores Andoherma Andomi Andonnie Andor Andraulë Andrette Angelicia Angélissa Antinethan Aradoc Arafael Arafin Araharagor Arahir Arancindir Aranclairë Arannie Arançoise Aravie Aravoron Arazôn Arlhell Armacil Arnon Artine Arvegilga Arwenda Baline Barda Beatrick Becca Belenelyn Beorg Beremy Beres Beresa Bernessa Bertrude Bessica Bette Beula Billiesley Blandil Bombara Borontius Bregold Brenne Brennyn Brucas Bryadrika Bryanne Calvegilga Candy Caraharas Carin Carolive Cassa Castin Castrich Cathlee Celectho Celladine Celle Cement Chael Chaldir Charançois Charl Chrishnákh Claith Claumehtar Claus Cliffanya Cliffordon Clémen Clémentine Corival Cotte Court Courtz Curtz Curuno Cyriam Cédrick Daeroy Dagalace Daleriën Damir Dangrin Darold Davia Daviennet Dawna Deannie Deborome Debrita Delen Delise Deliselmar Dennice Derre Desir Didie Diete Dietha Donaldam Doromain Duardil Déagon Ecthori Edwig Edwine Eillas Eldar Eldary Eldin Elegory Elfhildë Elrontoine Elrosa Elwine Emendil Emman Enried Eorgon Erardt Erndt Ernes Ernester Essica Esthel Estine Eular Everly Ewaldanis Falor Fangel Faraphor Felis Fernoldog Filas Finaldil Frandoher Frandrey Funda Genel Genevien Georn Gerad Gerdil Geromas Gerontine Gildog Gilga Gingon Giniquel Giselma Gismundis Gloristi Golas Golivie Golodie Gottfrie Gottlie Gotto Grepeirose Greter Greth Guadagmarc Guidor Gwendil Günthak Halador Haldor Halie Hallaleinz Handred Hanna Hardanette Hecthel Hellacarl Helma Helmo Henro Heric Herylla Hilia Hundil Hyariond Imily Iminne Inglir Irion Irmadelion Irmadoc Isabellas Isabeth Isildë Jacque Jacquel Jamiril Jeann Jeanna Jeannelyë Jefferdane Jenne Jeron Jerre Joanny Johnniel Jonaldar Jorine Josemandil Jostoheryl Joëlleen Judia Juliese Julion Justi Karil Karius Karlim Kathranck Keithros Kella Kelles Kerrent Kingelis Krister Krysta Kúviole Ladis Lagobert Lalen Laurichard Lawrenel Lette Lindice Lobell Lorald Lorfina Luine Lurtney Lúthir Malvegill Manor Mantar Marancalmo Maraphard Margonui Marinna Mariën Marlenn Marst Marstine Mathias Matthien Maugustie Mauhúrina Maurent Maurori Meghane Meline Mendir Meneviève Merine Michan Michardon Micheloren Miguette Milipp Minald Mindë Minya Mohamûl Monikanáro Myria Mélanamil Mélis Mélisa Naomir Natha Nathy Nerik Neste Nimelissa Nivan Noren Noristan Olaudith Oline Olivian Ollenda Olloyd Orondir Orthur Ortistin Palace Palas Pallie Pamelvest Pascatha Patric Patthir Penne Pennel Pervi Pervé Petfin Phanime Phannicole Philiana Pierren Pierric Qinvard Ralisa Randace Raphan Raquenth Raques Rauke Raula Raymoni Rebecky Regorm Regortha Reinharond Rence Rendil Renne Robeleb Roberly Robias Rochengo Rodda Romarienor Ronikolan Ronique Rosalma Rosalvinas Roxanda Roxandy Rubenoît Régina Rémie Sandil Sandis Scalice Scathan Sergildur Seven Severna Severne Shelian Shellenwë Shelm Sigis Silmar Silmë Simona Sirion Solaf Stanlouise Stefannel Stell Stelu Stephandy Sterine Steverine Stéphan Stéphana Susandor Suzannon Sébast Sébastin Séveleg Súrin Tamildarl Tamilinda Tamindor Tamir Taravis Tatanya Tellassuil Terina Therwig Théodennie Théodette Théodre Tiffanny Tobiane Tobin Trach Tracil Tyronda Tyrondolph Túrine Udovic Urwenzel Valdarie Valdarlas Valeigh Valur Varry Velynnette Virgie Virgilga Virginald Voron Vorontoine Véron Vérondil Wadelen Waldorian Wernestë Wilhary Wilherbert Wilton Wormton Yavarie Yelzeirose Yesyarmen Yesyarumal Émilzôr

#name stash #444names #444 names #dnd names #character names #markov namegen #markov name generation #markov #markov gen

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