Keep Calm and Carry On


“Dean is overwhelmed as he comes face to face with his mom, Mary Winchester. Meanwhile, Sam is fighting for his life after Toni, from the Woman of Letters, shot him.“


[Coffee maker is broken]

Chuck: So, who broke it? I’m not mad. I just wanna know.

Sam: …I did. I broke it.

Chuck: No, no, you didn’t. Dean?

Dean: Don’t look at me. Look at Cas.

Castiel: What? I didn’t break it.

Dean: Huh, that’s weird. How did you even know it was broken?

Castiel: Because it’s sitting right in front of us and it’s broken.

Dean: Suspicious.

Castiel: No, it’s not!

Lucifer: If-if it matters, probably not, but Rowena was the last one to use it.

Rowena: Liar! I don’t even drink that crap!

Lucifer: Oh, really? Then what were you doing by the coffee cart earlier?

Rowena: I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles. Everyone knows that, Lucifer!

Sam: Okay, okay, let’s not fight. I broke it. Let me pay for it, Chuck.

Chuck: No. Who broke it?

Dean: Chuck? Crowley’s been awfully quiet.

Crowley: Really?

Dean: Yeah, really.

Crowley: Oh, my god!

[Everyone starts fighting]

Chuck [looks at camera]: I broke it. It burned my hand, so I smote it. I predict, ten minutes from now they’ll be at each other’s throats with war paint on their faces and a pig head on a stick. Good. It was getting a little chummy around here.

Twist and Shout Triggers

“Wiiiiiise meeeeeennnn saaaaaayyyy”

• Sea shells

• Polaroid Camera’s

“Oonlyyy foooOooOoOOOOoOoolsss ruuuuUUUUUuushhhh iiinnnnnnnnnn”

• Motorcycles

•The Beatles

“Now shake it up baby noooow, Twist and Shout!”

• Hospitals

• Elvis

“But IIIIIII caaaann’t heeelp”

• Vietnam

•The 60’s

“You kidding? Face like yours?”

“No, you don’t understand! That’s- That’s my baby- That’s my baby!”

Crash “I love you”

Crash “I love you-”

Crash “I love-”

“Falling in looooooove wiiiiiith yooOooOoOOooooouuuuu”

“See you then”

The Huntress - 1

Chapter 1


“With leather worn and sword unsheathed stands the fallen child of the angels; the huntress of the deep.” - willowing-love

Pairing: Castiel x Nephilim!Reader

Warning: This will be another one of my adventure fics. This series will contain FLUFF, ANGST andSMUT (at some point. I am not a smut writer, but this fic calls for it). All nsfw chapters will be tagged. It will also contain strong language, physical violence, blood, gore, violent visions, and pain. If any of this would be triggering for you, then you can check out my masterlist for some slightly less angsty oneshots and drabbles instead.

Word Count: 4,967

WARNING: Physical violence 

@perseusandmedusa whispered ‘Castiel x Nephilim!Reader’ in my ear and THIS happened. There is a lot of conflicting info on nephilim out there so I stuck with their basic powers. All Enochian translations at the end. You know the drill…let me build up the story line before I throw you off the cliff. Enjoy!


THE MELODY OF INSPIRATION:  (because tumblr is having issues with links now)


The last sounds of twilight humming amid the fallen leaves and brush began to recede back into their burrows and thickets, leaving only the sound of your breathing in the early dawn. The air sat heavy around you, your hands steady as you watched from a distance, back through the thick forest of trees that hid you from view.

You watched the lights in the windows darken one by one, the sounds of the house falling quiet as the sun began to slowly creep up the horizon. The first rays of daylight began to break through the trees, glinting on the blade of the angel sword at your side; your fingers wrapped tightly around the grip.

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