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The older Leviathan purred softly. "I'm not pissed enough to. I'd just like yo mark you up. Let your pets and toys know, you're mine. Unless, you don't really wish to be. We've been here for some time and you know, we haven't mated. Yet, you claim that I'm your mate."

“I know what Narina is,” they snapped, or attempted to, it was getting very hard to get any kind of air into their lungs with his mouth on their neck. They could feel a sharp pain on their neck where he left a mark, nails dug into his back, small tears in his shirt as they tried to pull him closer. The finger over their heart made them pause, turn their head to run their cheek along his. “You can if you like, it feels like it’s trying to break my ribs.”

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"Narnia. It's a fictional setting that is accessed through a wardrobe. I was sarcastic." It replied, tongue dragging over the exposed skin before nibbling and sucking a dark patch to his neck in claim. "You've wanted me to be here and I am. Not you're accusing me of being drunk when I'm no longer wishing to pull your heart out and kill you for all of two seconds." The Leviathan replied, a hand between them, drawing a circle over his heart with the tip of his left index finger.

“Narnia?” confused they almost lost their balance, wrapping arms around his torso, head tilting to leave him more room. A soft keen rose from their throat at the feeling of teeth, fingers digging into his back in a silent plead for him to bite harder, to stop teasing. “Are you drunk or-“

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The Leviathan had honestly been surprised that it had fit in the wardrobe in the first place. Upon the doors of the wardrobe swinging open, the Leviathan straightened up and smirked wickedly.

"What am I doing in a wardrobe? Isn't it obvious? I'm trying to get to Narnia." It remarked sarcastically as it drew its long limbs out and then all but pounced on its mates, lips headed for his neck with the intent of nibbling and kissing.

Pushing the attic door open with a caution they felt was entirely warranted  they stared for a moment before finishing the ascension of the ladder. Letting the trap door fall closed with a silent whumph they stared around the room, sneezing once at the dust that ventured up with their first deep inhalation. Sweet Mother how long had he been up here? His scent was everywhere… Letting out a soft noise of frustration they sniffed the air again, everywhere, the scent was everywhere. Ignoring the deep satisfaction that was radiating through their chest they slowly circled the room, once, twice, before finally coming to a halt near the wardrobe. Surely he wouldn’t have… Wrapping their fingers around the handle they gave a swift tug, pulling it wide open and grinning when the fresh scent practically bowled them over.

“What are you doing in a wardrobe?”

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The Leviathan stood in the attic, amused by the time it was taking its mate to find it. Hazel eyes watched the trap door and it found itself hiding inside an old wardrobe inside the attic, making it a game as it had spread its scent along the entire room to make it harder for the younger Leviathan to find it.

Angrily shoving their phone back in their pocket they turned to stare at the house. They had gone outside just to get a bit of fresh air, to clear their head but now… Walking in the front door they tilted their head and closed their eyes, inhaling deeply they frowned. The scent was faint but there and their heart skipped, took a fast plummet to the floor before pounding loud enough they couldn’t hear anything else. Following the scent, the call that sang in their bones, they took the stairs two at a time, hesitating on the second floor only for a moment before staring up at the ceiling and heading up to the attic.

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[Unsent] Says the one who doesn't have the dick to mate with his mate.

[text] You just try.

[Saved to Drafts] When did you

[Saved to Drafts] I thought you

[Text] When I find you, you’re going to pay for those comments

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[text] I told you that I can see you.

[text] You're stupid.

[text] And obviously bad at tracking.

[Text] Of course I’m not having trouble

[Text] ….

[Text] Wait. Are you at my house?

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[text] Having trouble?

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The angry Leviathan glared, a low growl escaping its chest as it shoved at it's sibling, the words that he spoke only struck harder.

"Don't talk to me." It ordered.

"You don't get to talk, pet." The older Leviathan teased. "Oh no. Not at all."

You're dead... || Levi~ LeviathanSam

“Of course I realized you were gone.” they snapped, forgetting that they were supposed to be quiet, let their sibling take their revenge. “When you left, you took my song with you, I felt empty!”

The words snarled from their lips, leaning upwards into his hands they sneered at him. There was no controlling their temper. It had hurt, deeply, every time their sibling had decided to run off, do Father knew what, and leave them behind, again and again. So yes, they’d gotten pets, yes, they had taken lovers. But none of them had truly been able to rid them of the emptiness that their sibling left behind. None of them had fit so perfectly against their dark.

“Take it,” they taunted, they words coming out slightly mangled as their throat threatened to close in their anger, but still cold and bitter. “Go on, take it. What then? Are you going to leave again? Rip out my heart and then run off? It’s what you prefer to do. Why change anything now?

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JUST BRINGING THIS BACK.

Because you told me not to. 

For all the people who need sleep, but don’t feel like sleeping. This is for you.

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The way that its sibling was so easily able to say it, to be nonchalant about having had sex with others had it tilting its head with a low growl raising from its chest. "You're my mate. You shouldn't have been mating with others. You ignored me. You found new toys and turned your back on me. You care so much for them. Did you even realize I was gone?"

It brought it's hands up to its sibling's chest and stared down at him. "Why don't I start by taking your heart? It won't kill you, it'll just grow right back. Funny, the things we learn about our own race." It replied with an angry hiss.

You're dead... || Levi~ LeviathanSam

They couldn’t help the snarl that curled their lips, the jerk that pulled them loose from their sibling’s nails, nor could they help the hard shove they gave him. Stepping back quickly instinctively, they stumbled, falling backwards, the hard ground knocking the air from their lungs. Not that there was much too lose.  They lay there staring upwards, waiting.

“You’re pissed because I had sex with other people…” they didn’t bother trying to excuse it, they just wanted to make sure that was all they had done to earn this level of anger. It hadn’t ever truly computed how possessive their sibling was, they knew they were, they eyed every creature who came within visual distance as a possible meal when it came to their sibling. And they had ruined that. Propping themselves on their elbows they stared up at him.

“Are you going to start with the fingers, dear heart, or are you going to start a bit closer to the trunk?” their voice was taunting though their eyes searched his face, even knowing they would find no mercy there they still looked for it.

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Everything was ignored as it clawed its brother's skin through the thin cloth. How was he back? He'd bit and scratched and clawed his way out. It had one intent now.

"I came back to tear you apart the way your actions tore me apart. To leave you a bleeding mess and to kick you when you're down. You don't know how it hurt to see you couple with others." He hissed, claws dragging up towards the other's shoulders.

You're dead... || Levi~ LeviathanSam

���What are you…” they felt the claws slide into their flesh, felt the burning sensation of skin and flesh separating, but it was nothing compared to the pain they felt at their siblings words.

“You went back to…” they couldn’t breathe, couldn’t even hear the words they were trying to get past numb lips as they stared up at him in shock. No, this wasn’t real, this was some kind of spell, some kind of cruel joke played by a malicious entity. There was no way their sibling had gone to Purgatory. Even as they denied it, the soft voice in the back of their mind mocked them.

“But you’re back, how?” their voice was harsh as they fought the urge to pull away from the pain, not just of the claws, but the way he was pushing them away, the way his eyes were cold and dark. They wanted to rant and rage at him for leaving, but it was their fault. He had said it, those faceless voices that had taunted them the night before had said it. All their fault.

“I don’t care how, I’m just…” they trailed off, as they realized for the first time they were truly in danger from him. They recognized the murderous intent in his eyes. “You came back to kill me didn’t you…”

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Its hands clutched at the form that had knocked into itself. The Leviathan recognized it automatically, the feeling of its mate warm against its own flesh. Yet, the anger and betrayal was still boiling under the wave of calm that it let show. 

"I'm real." It sighed, turning its head away from the other's and shifting to pull away from the bruising force its sibling used.

"You don't even know where I've been. I've been back to Purgatory, you little shit." He snapped, nails elongating into claws as it pushed the younger Leviathan away. 

"I was back there because of you. As far as I'm concerned, find your little whores and take one of them to be your mate. I'm not to be second to a toy." It growled, claws biting through fabric.

"I won't sit back and watch you go to others, go to the light and leave me behind in the darkness."

You're dead... || Levi~ LeviathanSam

They didn’t know how long they were running, how far they had gone when their exhausted heart gave a flutter in their chest. At first they assumed they’d pushed their host’s body too far, too fast, their bones aching. Feet stopping suddenly enough that the fell against the rock wall they’d been running beside. 

No, this was a cruel joke. Some kind of sick prank by a creature that was not long for this world. Following the sensation, their body became a dark blur across the sand, their heart beating faster not from the running, but from the one emotion it could live with out. Hope. Had they been wrong? How could they have… No. He’d been gone.

It felt like their bones were vibrating, the hair along their body raising, a sharp chill rolling down their spine. It was him, when, how? Digging their fingers into the cracks in a large boulder, they pulled themselves over it, spying his tall form even as they launched themselves over the top and at their mate.

Stumbling steps brought them within reach, their hands tracing shoulders, neck, chest. Essence pouring from their skin like smoke to taste his, to tentatively press against it not brave enough to go beneath skin, terrified they were dreaming.

“Y-you’re not real?” they breathed, raising on the tips of their toes to brush their cheek against his, inhaling deeply, almost sobbing as they grasped him, pressing against him, their face burrowing in the crook of his neck. “You can’t be real… I don’t care… I don… Please don’t leave me again.”

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It had been damn near impossible, the fact of the matter was that the Leviathan had died. It had ended up in Purgatory. Its old hunting grounds was teeming with life, werewolves, vampires, you name it. Yet, no Leviathan remained. There was one chance it had to get out, and it had taken quite some time to crawl and claw its way out.

Purgatory was pure, it knew that. It had been young the first time it had been to purgatory but, now it knew better.

The game was fresher down in Purgatory but, it had a score to settle.

Stretching, the Leviathan shape shifted, taking on its favorite form, that of Sam Winchester's and it made it's way along the cold desert sands, wandering aimlessly. 

If truth be told, it wanted to damn its sibling to Purgatory, to enjoy ripping him apart the way he had been ripped apart mentally and emotionally. The pain of loneliness was worse than being physically torn apart and to think that its own mate was ignoring it?

It was near blasphemy.

You're dead... || Levi~ LeviathanSam

Everything hurt, their chest, their stomach, their hands. A night spent hearing the words of some anonymous presences, pounding words into their skull, things they already knew and berated themselves for. Lies too, oh the lies were the worst. Twisting vipers that dripped poison in their ears, the acidic words tearing into their chest and exposing the hole in their heart they had been trying to hide.

Scrambling out of their bed, their feet hit the floor, almost sliding out from beneath them as they ran from their empty room. Their bare feet on the wood caused whispers in the hallway, their hands lifting to cover their ears and the soft sounds echoed back to them. 

Outside, they had to get outside…

Yanking the door open, almost hard enough to yank it off the hinges completely, they ran off the porch, pushing off with one foot to by pass the steps completely. Their foot steps faltered, stumbling they fell, their mind cruelly remembering the last time they’d leaped off the steps like that, when their mate had come home… But he wouldn’t be coming home again.

Trying to escape the tight feeling in their throat, the cold pain in their chest, they regained their balance and ran. It didn’t matter which direction they chose, didn’t matter where they ended up, they’d stop when their endurance gave out. Sleeping on the cold desert sand couldn’t be any worse than the cold ache that threatened to freeze them from the inside out.

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AND, THE ANONS ARE PROVEN WRONG. CAUSE SAM'S BACK.

Too bad he's lost faith in his mate.

OOC: Not deleting after all.

I’m going to rework the muse. 

So, Sam died.

But, now he’s back. He managed to snatch a ride out of purgatory.

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OOC: Not deleting after all.

I'm going to rework the muse. 

So, Sam died.

But, now he's back. He managed to snatch a ride out of purgatory.

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OOC: Possibly going to delete this blog.

Don't make a fuss, you're all fine and dandy.

I just don't want this blog anymore. I don't do justice to it. At all.

Right now. I'm just going to sit here and lurk, be on hiatus. But, unfollow if you want in case I do decide to deactivate this blog. This is the official warning. I'll give another when I decide to close this blog down.