Gabriel's wingsGABRIEL'S WINGSGabriel's wings3 years ago in Short Stories
"Come now Gabriel don't be such a baby" Michael told Gabriel in a harsh tone
"MICHAEL!" Lucifer shouted at his elder brother angrily
"What? He has to man up a little if he ever intends to become a true archangel" Michael scoffed of course referring to himself again.
"Michael he's getting his wings, it's not exactly the most pleasant thing in heaven plus he's only 5 years old!" Lucifer pointed out as he scowled at Michael then his scowl turned into a wicked grin.
"What now?" Michael asked a bit afraid of the look on Lucifer's face
"Did you not get your wings till you were 10? Bit of a late bloomer weren't you?" Lucifer taunted as his own wings arched behind him the beautiful reds and golden feathers shimmering as he arched them.
"I…I just…argh!" Michael pouted as he swiftly flew off leaving Lucifer with Gabriel
Lucifer laughed deep in his chest, loving the feeling he got every time he was able to out wit his elder brother. Lucifer turned back to Gabriel who was sitting o
Not Like Other Girls - Dean x ReaderYou were in the bathroom, getting ready for bed when Sam and Dean came into the motel room. Their voices were louder than usual, so you stopped what you were doing to listen to them.Not Like Other Girls - Dean x Reader2 years ago in Romance
‘Dean, why don’t you just tell her?’ Sam asks.
‘Because I don’t want to be disappointed, you know what, maybe I should’ve just kept my mouth shut to you,’ Dean mumbled, clearly not happy. You frowned, you didn’t like it when Dean was unhappy.
‘Why won’t you tell her Dean?’ Sam asked, obviously confused. Something churned in your stomach, Dean was on about some girl, some girl that would never be you and that hurt.
‘What am I supposed to say Sammy? Oh hey, I love you, want to go out for dinner?’ Dean asked.
‘Well, yeah,’ Sam said.
‘She’d just say no, Sam. She thinks I’m some kind of womanizer,’ Dean said sadly.
You smiled fondly, it always made you laugh to watch Dean flirt, but it hurt when it
Insomnia (SamandrielxReader)Several days had passed and still you hadn’t gotten a bit of sleep. You stood in front of the bathroom mirror. Sickly was beginning to more accurately describe your appearance. Your hair was disheveled, dark circles formed under your eyes, and your face was getting paler. Hiding it from Sam and Dean was getting increasingly harder. But you must – they already had so much on their plates, you didn’t want to make them worry about you. The series of hunts had left you in a mess that on top of your insomnia was killing you. You had gone four days without any sleep. And now delusion was setting in. You were seeing things and hunting was impossible. So, for today you said you were having ‘girl problems’ and no further questions were asked. You combed some of the mess out of your hair before sighing and deciding it was no use.Insomnia (SamandrielxReader)1 year ago in Short Stories
After returning to your room in the bunker, you sat on your bed. It seemed like a place of torture now. While lying down, your mind kept y
100 Word Destiel Fic"STOP BEING SO SELFISH, DEAN. You run headlong into battles you know you can't win and one of these days, you're going to die and I won't be able to save you!"100 Word Destiel Fic4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes
Dean glares at him, blood dripping from the deep laceration running across his chest.
"Maybe I wanna die!" He spits at Castiel.
The angel stares, wide-eyed; shocked.
The hunter breaks eye contact to stare at the dirty cement beneath his broken body. A mixture of blood and spit pools at the corner of his mouth when he coughs.
"Don't tell me I'm the one being selfish, Cas." He whispers. "You're the one who can't let go." And when Dean looks up, the angel is gone.
The hunter just might get his wish after all.