Wes Barlowe
@ofdemonicfangs.bsky.social
Still trying to figure myself out.
25+ / MDNI
#RP /Parody
#Raconteur
#DiLaurentisHeirs
25+ / MDNI
#RP /Parody
#Raconteur
#DiLaurentisHeirs
Pinned
Wes Barlowe
@ofdemonicfangs.bsky.social
· May 29
“Thank you, mama, I love it! Happy Valentine’s Day to you too.”
One by one, the thresholds were marked. No grand gestures, no loud declarations just the quiet weight of small boxes left in the dark to be found in the morning light with a note that read: 𝘏𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘝𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘦'𝘴 𝘥𝘢𝘺, 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘴.
February 14, 2026 at 4:26 AM
“Thank you, mama, I love it! Happy Valentine’s Day to you too.”
"I believe I use the demonic flavoured instructions. I might have insulted the bird after it left. But what I did is point out at the exit or the window and give it a stern look and a firm 'get out'."
"Wait, did you use the proper Kiwi flavored instructions too? If you don't call the bird a dickhead at least once, it just doesn't work, mate!"
"I gotta say, I only had that result with birds."
February 12, 2026 at 8:05 PM
"I believe I use the demonic flavoured instructions. I might have insulted the bird after it left. But what I did is point out at the exit or the window and give it a stern look and a firm 'get out'."
"I gotta say, I only had that result with birds."
"It wasn't magic, it was just firm, loud, Kiwi flavored instructions."
"Look at that! A deer whisperer!"
February 12, 2026 at 7:55 PM
"I gotta say, I only had that result with birds."
"Look at that! A deer whisperer!"
February 12, 2026 at 7:37 PM
"Look at that! A deer whisperer!"
"Are you saying he's relearning basic living things?"
"It wasn't just a makeover, Wes. It was a lobotomy by proxy. He went from being a lethal, arrogant prick to a man who probably couldn't find his way out of a wet paper bag without help."
"A hunter who wanted a makeover? Now that's impressive."
February 10, 2026 at 7:33 PM
"Are you saying he's relearning basic living things?"
"A hunter who wanted a makeover? Now that's impressive."
"That’s a poetic way of putting it. I gave him a makeover, Wes."
He stared silently at his older brother getting a glimpse of what the problem was, and he wanted to ask more, but since Jude told him to move on… he wouldn't be prying. "…alright, then. So this guy, Rem, he said he was touched by you." Maybe teasing a bit would bring up Jude's mood.
February 10, 2026 at 7:10 PM
"A hunter who wanted a makeover? Now that's impressive."
He stared silently at his older brother getting a glimpse of what the problem was, and he wanted to ask more, but since Jude told him to move on… he wouldn't be prying. "…alright, then. So this guy, Rem, he said he was touched by you." Maybe teasing a bit would bring up Jude's mood.
"I’m not 'heated,' Wes. I’m honest. I trust Victor. Explicitly. Without reservation." He let the words hang there, a heavy shield against any further prying. "The fact that he now doesn't trust me back...that’s a different conversation for a different day. One we aren't having. So, yes. Move on."
"Hey! I don't know. You could have been. It's an old friend from the past that your husband thought was dead and is now alive again. I don't know how V reacted to seeing him again. I see how heated you're getting from this topic… and I don't want to pry, so unless you want to share, we can move on."
February 10, 2026 at 6:59 PM
He stared silently at his older brother getting a glimpse of what the problem was, and he wanted to ask more, but since Jude told him to move on… he wouldn't be prying. "…alright, then. So this guy, Rem, he said he was touched by you." Maybe teasing a bit would bring up Jude's mood.
"Hey! I don't know. You could have been. It's an old friend from the past that your husband thought was dead and is now alive again. I don't know how V reacted to seeing him again. I see how heated you're getting from this topic… and I don't want to pry, so unless you want to share, we can move on."
"Jealous? You’ve got to be joking," He scoffed, "He was a right prick before, Wes. Now? Now he’s just a fumbling idiot. I don't do jealousy. It’s messy, it’s petty, and it’s beneath me. It’s a waste of energy I don't have."
"I wasn't expecting you to know the details, I was trying to describe how weird it feels. But… all things considered, yes, I bet he is weird. A hunter who can't die, nightmare. Why did you hate him before? Were you jealous?"
February 10, 2026 at 6:40 PM
"Hey! I don't know. You could have been. It's an old friend from the past that your husband thought was dead and is now alive again. I don't know how V reacted to seeing him again. I see how heated you're getting from this topic… and I don't want to pry, so unless you want to share, we can move on."
"I wasn't expecting you to know the details, I was trying to describe how weird it feels. But… all things considered, yes, I bet he is weird. A hunter who can't die, nightmare. Why did you hate him before? Were you jealous?"
"I don’t know the logistics, Wes. I just know Azazel has him on a short leash...he dies, the demon brings him back. Whatever the job description is, I’m in the dark. He's friendly enough, though. I used to hate the guy’s guts, but now? He’s basically family."
He lifted his arms in a defensive gesture. "I was just offering an ear, but I get it, I won't push it." He nodded at the question. "Yes. And I don't know him, so I know know if he is weird or not, but his soul definitely is. Like… unstable, but stable. Fixed but all over the place at the same time."
February 10, 2026 at 6:06 PM
"I wasn't expecting you to know the details, I was trying to describe how weird it feels. But… all things considered, yes, I bet he is weird. A hunter who can't die, nightmare. Why did you hate him before? Were you jealous?"
He lifted his arms in a defensive gesture. "I was just offering an ear, but I get it, I won't push it." He nodded at the question. "Yes. And I don't know him, so I know know if he is weird or not, but his soul definitely is. Like… unstable, but stable. Fixed but all over the place at the same time."
"I think I’ve done enough talking. There’s no point." He was at the end of his tether with the Winchester drama and his husband; instead, he decided to focus on his brother’s last statement. "His soul feels...weird? I mean, he /is/ weird."
"Oh, alright. I'm here if you need to talk about it, big bro." He was curious and worried for his brother. "Ah! That explains it. So he's a hunter. And the dead part explains why his soul feels weird."
February 10, 2026 at 5:34 PM
He lifted his arms in a defensive gesture. "I was just offering an ear, but I get it, I won't push it." He nodded at the question. "Yes. And I don't know him, so I know know if he is weird or not, but his soul definitely is. Like… unstable, but stable. Fixed but all over the place at the same time."
"Oh, alright. I'm here if you need to talk about it, big bro." He was curious and worried for his brother. "Ah! That explains it. So he's a hunter. And the dead part explains why his soul feels weird."
"Honestly? I'd rather not talk about. I'm still kind of...never mind," Pissy was the word he had been looking for. "Rem is an old friend of Victor's from his hunting days. He hasn't been around in a few months because he was...well, dead."
"How was the trouble yours, then? And V has a shadow? Since when does he have friends?"
February 10, 2026 at 5:20 PM
"Oh, alright. I'm here if you need to talk about it, big bro." He was curious and worried for his brother. "Ah! That explains it. So he's a hunter. And the dead part explains why his soul feels weird."
"How was the trouble yours, then? And V has a shadow? Since when does he have friends?"
"The trouble was all mine. He didn't do anything. Could be because he's Victor's shadow," After speaking with Levi, he thought about clarifying. "Not literally."
"A friend of the family? I haven't seen him before. And did he get you in trouble? How?"
February 10, 2026 at 5:06 PM
"How was the trouble yours, then? And V has a shadow? Since when does he have friends?"
Why, no? It was an innocent question, V.
February 10, 2026 at 5:05 PM
Why, no? It was an innocent question, V.
"A friend of the family? I haven't seen him before. And did he get you in trouble? How?"
"Rem? Beyond being an idiot that is more than likely going to get me into trouble...again. He's a friend of the family."
Oh wow. Who’s that guy?
February 10, 2026 at 5:02 PM
"A friend of the family? I haven't seen him before. And did he get you in trouble? How?"
Oh wow. Who’s that guy?
February 10, 2026 at 4:58 PM
Oh wow. Who’s that guy?
“Come on, let’s go home so you can rest.” Wes could see the tiredness written all over his mama’s face.
Azariah looked at Wes and gave a small, weary nod of approval.
Inside the rug, Jude’s eyes rolled so hard he nearly saw the back of his own skull. He let out a massive, muffled snuff of pure derision. He highly doubt that.
Inside the rug, Jude’s eyes rolled so hard he nearly saw the back of his own skull. He let out a massive, muffled snuff of pure derision. He highly doubt that.
“Of course, you’re always welcomed, mama. And don’t worry, bro, your husbands will find you soon and get you out of there, meanwhile, relax and rest.” He teased his brother knowing there wasn’t anything else he could do.
January 22, 2026 at 4:00 AM
“Come on, let’s go home so you can rest.” Wes could see the tiredness written all over his mama’s face.
“Of course, you’re always welcomed, mama. And don’t worry, bro, your husbands will find you soon and get you out of there, meanwhile, relax and rest.” He teased his brother knowing there wasn’t anything else he could do.
He walked a slow circle around the wiggling carpet, nudging the end of it with the toe of his boot just to hear the indignant muffled squawk from within.
"I shall take you up on that sanctuary."
"I shall take you up on that sanctuary."
He snickered and shook his head. “Las time he was home he basically ran away because he couldn’t stand the smell. And it’s not like he’s going anywhere like that.” He pointed at his brother rolled up in a rug.
January 22, 2026 at 3:36 AM
“Of course, you’re always welcomed, mama. And don’t worry, bro, your husbands will find you soon and get you out of there, meanwhile, relax and rest.” He teased his brother knowing there wasn’t anything else he could do.
He snickered and shook his head. “Las time he was home he basically ran away because he couldn’t stand the smell. And it’s not like he’s going anywhere like that.” He pointed at his brother rolled up in a rug.
"How? Because your brother possesses the persistence of a desert parasite and the tactical timing of a siege engine, Wesley. He doesn’t merely speak, he erodes." He ignores the muffled 'Hey!' that echoed from the floor.
“But… how? You should come rest to my house, Jude won’t come because he smells death.”
January 22, 2026 at 3:14 AM
He snickered and shook his head. “Las time he was home he basically ran away because he couldn’t stand the smell. And it’s not like he’s going anywhere like that.” He pointed at his brother rolled up in a rug.
Reposted by Wes Barlowe
────﹒♡﹒ ────
❝I might be smug,
but I’m still the best!
Because I’m doing my best,
fall for me 🖤!❞
────﹒♡﹒ ────
❝I might be smug,
but I’m still the best!
Because I’m doing my best,
fall for me 🖤!❞
────﹒♡﹒ ────
January 21, 2026 at 9:08 AM
────﹒♡﹒ ────
❝I might be smug,
but I’m still the best!
Because I’m doing my best,
fall for me 🖤!❞
────﹒♡﹒ ────
❝I might be smug,
but I’m still the best!
Because I’m doing my best,
fall for me 🖤!❞
────﹒♡﹒ ────
“But… how? You should come rest to my house, Jude won’t come because he smells death.”
"I have spent the last forty minutes being psychologically dismantled by your brother. I have reached the absolute shoreline of my sanity."
"What's wrong, mama? Is something bothering you?"
January 22, 2026 at 2:58 AM
“But… how? You should come rest to my house, Jude won’t come because he smells death.”
"What's wrong, mama? Is something bothering you?"
"Wesley. I am currently using your brother as furniture. Do not...for the sake of your own physical autonomy...test the structural integrity of my remaining sanity."
Mamaaaa! 🎶
January 22, 2026 at 2:51 AM
"What's wrong, mama? Is something bothering you?"
Mamaaaa! 🎶
"If I hear mama one more time, I’m going to ascend to the highest peak of the silent mountains and declare a decade of silence. My spirit is willing, but my eardrums are strictly mortal today."
January 22, 2026 at 2:45 AM
Mamaaaa! 🎶
Knocks on his brother's front door.
"HELLOOOO!" He yelled from outside far too loudly, but he didn't care.
"HELLOOOO!" He yelled from outside far too loudly, but he didn't care.
December 8, 2025 at 10:44 PM
Knocks on his brother's front door.
"HELLOOOO!" He yelled from outside far too loudly, but he didn't care.
"HELLOOOO!" He yelled from outside far too loudly, but he didn't care.
💬 Oh, you think you’re smart?
💬 No worries, big bro, it’s all good.
💬 Only if you’d ask. Which you did. So stop worrying! It’s not good for the baby.
💬 No worries, big bro, it’s all good.
💬 Only if you’d ask. Which you did. So stop worrying! It’s not good for the baby.
💬 Yeah, you know, some and how. Somehow.
💬 I regret nothing.
💬 I'm sorry if I caught you at a bad time, bubba. I just wanted everyone to know. But, you're right, I'll see you soon and I'm glad you're doing alright!
💬 You'd tell me if you weren't, right?
💬 I regret nothing.
💬 I'm sorry if I caught you at a bad time, bubba. I just wanted everyone to know. But, you're right, I'll see you soon and I'm glad you're doing alright!
💬 You'd tell me if you weren't, right?
💬 Somehow?
💬 that’s a mouthful. It has to roll out of the mouth easily.
💬 I’m fine. Had a bit of a rough week, but nothing scarring. Don’t worry.
💬 Hey, we’ll see each other in a bit. We’ll talk then. But I’m fine! I promise.
💬 that’s a mouthful. It has to roll out of the mouth easily.
💬 I’m fine. Had a bit of a rough week, but nothing scarring. Don’t worry.
💬 Hey, we’ll see each other in a bit. We’ll talk then. But I’m fine! I promise.
December 8, 2025 at 3:29 PM
💬 Oh, you think you’re smart?
💬 No worries, big bro, it’s all good.
💬 Only if you’d ask. Which you did. So stop worrying! It’s not good for the baby.
💬 No worries, big bro, it’s all good.
💬 Only if you’d ask. Which you did. So stop worrying! It’s not good for the baby.