JESSE TURNER

𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒈𝒐𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒈𝒖𝒊𝒔𝒆
𝑰'𝒎 𝒅𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒏𝒊𝒏' 𝒔𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔
𝑰 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝒅𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒅𝒆
𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆

💀/: Random.

❝ You're welcome, it knocks me down for like two days straight unless I use veeeeery questionable magic tricks. ❞ Jesse laughed a little.

❝ Oh... Yeah, that sucks. ❞ Jesse just made a pack of pain tablets appear and handed it to her.

Where it came from? Better not to care.

❝ Jesus. What the hell happened to you? ❞

❝ Only when I ask him to. ❞

He is ignoring the speed thing. He still feels about guilty about not having figured out how to put realities back in their place.

When he noticed he was being watched, Jesse changed his dog's appearance back into that of a giant black poodle with a flick of the hand before throwing it the ball again.

Far as he could.

He's playing fetch with a hellhound.

Hi, Dean!

😈/: i love u Leo

Nice.

I swear to God, I am turning him into a collector figure if he gets within ten feet of me.

I DO NOT KNOW HOW TO.

Toying with the fabric of the universe because he was reading comics drunk as a barrel has been the funniest stupid choice ever.

Give him a second.
Or a minute.

He is dying of laughter.

Good morning.

Uh, that's a good trick! I tend to use hydrogen peroxide, and it leaves a yellowish stain sometimes.

Honestly? Not so much. I barely felt it! It bled a ton, though. Those jeans were unsalvageable.

Good night!

💭 I am not a demon, thank you.

😈/: I love introducing Jesse like this. Like... Yeah, the kid's insane.

restoration would be painless.

No.

Healing was excruciating.

He really hoped zombies couldn't feel a thing.

❝ 𝑰 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒗𝒆 you won't be able to move for a while. And I sincerely hope you don't remember any of this, or at least you know I am sorry. ❞ He said before moving close enough to paint a sigil on the corpse.

The moment it was done, it lit up, reacting with the contents of the bag.

No one said +

❝ Roy... 𝑰 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒗𝒆 you won't be hungry once you eat the contents of this bag. And 𝑰 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒗𝒆 you really want to eat them. ❞

He said, throwing a tiny bag of what seemed to be tea at the zombie. Of course, it wasn’t tea, but the start of a restoring spell to fix the body.

❝ Roy, 𝑰 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒗𝒆 you feel calmer now. ❞

That was it.
That was his trick.
His "gift."
The whole reason he was made by Hell.

Everything Jesse believed turned into reality. And Jesse had learnt to make himself believe a great deal of things.

❝ It was a gift from one of my moms. ❞

Great knife for a hunter. It has small pieces of silver to burn through some magical stuff, but it is mostly steel, so it's useful in day to day life.

Silver is a shitty metal to make lasting tools out of.

// guys credit artists please, it's not that hard