Now that I’ve got your attention, I need your help!
If you don’t know what this project is, go here and then come back so you can help a noodle out!
So, I’ve been working hard since I presented this idea to you guys. I found this amazing printing company, priced my books so that you guys won’t be spending an arm and a leg and I won’t be losing money, and have most of the equipment ready (A back dropfor photos, a camera, etc etc)
So, what are we left with?
Recipes. I have tons and tons of recipes, but I thought it’d be fun to get some other recipes in here! Under the cut are my rules and regulations, along with the prizes!
This is what happens when one decides they want to try drawing. This is what happens when one decides they want to try drawing, and they’ve been reading too much frostiron and seeing a few things from a certain blog. This is your fault @starklymischievous
The inspiration for this picture is, of course, the lovely @genius-and-trickster, because hello, have you seen the Loki and Tony perfection? I need not say more.
Prompt : The song Red Hands by Walk Off The Earth. The reader is having a bad day, and when the boys ignore you, there is only one thing to do; begin a prank war. Luckily, you know someone who pulls the best pranks, and the Trickster is never too far off.
You were having a perfectly normal day.
You had even baked the boys some lunch for the first time in
years. Most of the time, you didn’t have time to cook, let alone have time to
eat it. With the never-ending stream of crap that spewed into your lives in the
forms of werewolves and vampires and demons, you never had any time to be a
normal human being.
And thank God, because as it turned out, being a normal
human being was really REALLY boring.
“I swear Y/N, if you say you are bored one more time I will
lock you in the dungeon. I swear to god.” Dean hissed, his voice tight with
You heard Sam chuckle at his brother’s comment, but he kept
his attention on the book he was reading, Twenty
Thousand Leagues Under the Sea. It was the first book you had ever seen Sam
read that was pure fiction. You could tell things were slower than ever when
Sam had abandoned his usual research in order to pleasure read.
“But Dean.” You sat up from where you had been lounging on
the sofa. “Not even Cas wants to drop by, and he is the most tedious person in
the history of existence.”
Dean grit his teeth and ignored you for the most part. “Go
read a book or something.”
“I’ve read them all.”
“Then take a freaking nap.”
“I’m not tired.”
“For the love of—” Dean stood up and moved into the kitchen.
He threw open the cabinet and returned to where you sat, a bag of chips in his
hand. “Eat, then. Whatever you do, just shut up. Please.”
You frowned at him and he stared back at you as you angrily
snatched the bag away from him. “Fine.” You stood up and moved away from the
living room. You shot Dean and Sam a look as you moved to the stairs. “You guys
are the worst!”
“Eat the freaking chips, Y/N.” Dean snapped, turning his
attention to one of his Busty Asian
You grumbled to yourself as you stomped up the steps,
agitatedly. Living in constant peril had its negatives. Apparently, you and the
boys could only be entertained when your lives hung in the balance.
You glanced over your shoulder. Dean was still sitting at
the kitchen table, his headphones stuck in his ears. You hesitated as a thought
struck you, and then you moved past your room and snuck down the hall. You
opened the door to Dean’s room as quietly as you could and slipped inside.
You didn’t know why, but trying to find secrets about the
oldest Winchester to use on him later seemed like the best bet at the moment.
You sat down on his bed, popping a chip into your mouth,
looking around. His room was really neat; it kind of surprised you. You always
figured Sam would be the organized one of the two. You looked around and
spotted a box peeking out under the corner of the bed. You crawled over the
surface and laid on your stomach as you pulled the shoebox up for inspection.
You pried open the lid gingerly and your face split into a
sly grin. “Oh my gosh.” You lifted a scrapbook and flipped open the pages. “No
way.” You suppressed an amused giggle as you flipped from page to page full of
Pokémon cards. You set the book down and lifted up a pair of pink panties. You frowned
with an amused snort. “What the heck, Dean?” Was he keeping souvenirs of his
hook-ups now? You bit your lip to keep a laugh at bay.”
You noticed a piece of gold and you lifted up a small chain.
It was a locket. You opened it gently, only to find that it contained nothing.
You frowned and lifted up a picture from the bottom of the box. You felt a slow
smile work onto your lips. It was a picture of you and the boys, Castiel mushed
in between Dean and yourself as Sam leaned in from the side. It had been taken
on Dean’s phone three years ago. He had claimed to have deleted it, but you
were glad that he hadn’t. At the very bottom of the box were five DVDs. You
grinned maliciously and lifted them up in your arms.
Dean was going to be so upset when he went looking for his
“movies”. You grimaced as you looked at the picture on the cover of the top DVD,
a girl was bending over facing the camera, biting her bright red lip as a
figure stood behind her…
“Why?” You grimaced to yourself, trying not to let the image
eat into your brain.
“I know, that position is hardly realistic, let alone
You whirled around, almost forgetting not to scream at the
golden voice behind you. It took you a few seconds to calm your frantic
heartbeat so that you could shoot a menacing glare at the intruder. “Gabe!”
The angel was leaning cockily against the closet door, his
arms folded over his chest, a sucker stick poking from the side of his pursed,
Characters: Gabriel x Reader (ish, whatever), Dean, Sam Words: 1888 Requested by @1superwhogirl1 (Jumped to the head of the pack because she made me two amazing icons. Thanks again!) Summary: Gabriel is a dick. He wanted revenge on the reader, but he didn’t count on the reprocussions of what he did to her.
attempting sleep after the latest hunt. It should have been easy, but you just
couldn’t get comfortable. You rarely had trouble sleep, especially after a long
hunt. What was going on?
trouble?” you jumped when you heard a voice in your room and then laughter to
hell, Gabriel!?” you squealed, seeing the archangel sitting across the room
Trickster,” he grinned, “Remember that time you drew the angel banishing symbol
and sent me away from that hunt you were working on?” he cocked an eyebrow at
you do to my bed?” you growled.
your bed, Sugar,” he said.
what did you do?”
fun getting comfortable,” he said and disappeared.
Dean and I were sitting on the couch bickering over who gets to change the channel while Sam is doing research not too far from us.
“Dean, I do not want to watch Doctor Sexy!” I yelled out at Dean as I went to reach for the remote.
“Too bad (Y/N)! I’m older and better looking than you, so we’re watching what I want.” Dean said raising the remote above my head.
“Well, I beg to differ because I think (Y/N) is way better looking than you, Dean.” I turned around to see the biggest flirt standing behind me.
“What are you doing here Gabriel?” Dean said in annoyed tone.
“Well, I’m very bored and I thought that maybe you guys would be up for a little game?” Gabe said as a smirk fell across his face. I instantly became pissed off.
“Listen here!” I standing up and walking towards him “None of us want to be a part of your sick and twisted games! So, why don’t you fly back to wherever you came from and stay the hell away from us!” I said as I got up in his face. Yet, Gabriel didn’t seem one bit phased by what I said. Gabriel smirked one last time before saying.
“We’ll see.” and with that, he was gone.
“Douche bag,” I whispered to myself; as I continued back to my seat.
“What’s up with you today? Are you on your time or something?” Dean questioned, this made me even more furious.
“Why do you always jumped to the conclusion?! Huh?! Just because I’m not happy to go lucky doesn’t mean that I’m on my period!” I said standing up and heading to my room and slamming the door shut.
“What’s her problem?” I said turning to Sammy. Sam just shrugged in response. I shook my head before walking to the fridge to grab a beer.
As I sat down on my bed, running my fingers through my hair in frustration. Until I heard a voice.
“Nurse?“ I looked up to see a woman standing in a nurse’s outfit looking back at me.
"What? Where am I?” I said jumping off the bed I was on.
"Doctor, you’re at St. Mercy’s hospital.“ I began to look around to see Doctors, nurses and patients are walking around. I was torn from my thoughts when I heard a voice in the distance.
”(Y/N)!“ I whipped around to see Sam and Dean coming towards me.
"Sam! Dean! Where are we?” I questioned once the boys reached my destination.
"I don’t know yet,“ Sam said looking around.
"Some nurse said we were at someplace called St. Luke’s Merc-” I was cut off by Dean getting excited and saying.
"St. Luke’s Mercy Hospital!!“
“Dean, it’s just a hospital. Chill out.” I said looking towards Dean.
“(Y/N), it’s more than just a hospital! It’s the hospital from the show ‘Doctor Sexy’!” Sam and I looked at each other with a confused look before Sam spoke up.“And you tell us you’re not a fan?” Dean just rolled his eyes before saying.
“Okay, so maybe I watched a marathon or two but that’s not the point. The point is how the hell did we get here and how are we getting out of here?!” We all took a moment to look around before I turned around and as I said.
“I’m not sure but standing around here sure isn’t going to solve anything.” The boys nodded their heads before continuing down the hall.
Soon enough Dean stopped mid-walk grabbing on to both mine and Sam’s arms.
“Dude, what gives?” Sam said grabbing Dean’s arm.
“It’s him!” Dean said pointing to this rather attractive doctor coming down the hall.
“Who is it, Dean?”
“It’s him! It’s Doctor Sexy!” Before Sam or I could say anything to Dean the doctor approached us
“Doctor?” He said looking at Dean
“Doctor,” Dean said in a high pitched voice which he covered up with a cough
“Doctor?” He said again except this time he looked towards Sam. Sam just looked back at him with a blank stare until Dean nudged him and nodded his head towards the doctor.
“Doctor,” Sam said with an annoyed sigh. Then finally he turned towards me.
“Nurse?” he said with a smirk and a wink. I rolled my eyes before saying.
“Douche bag.” This made Sam stifle a chuckle and Dean looks extremely offended. Dean quickly spoke up to try to cover up my rudeness.
“Excuse her Doctor she -” Dean was cut off by the doctor looking at me and saying.
“That’s a Doctor. She’s just mad because I didn’t go home with her last night.” I looked at this doctor with complete shock and anger.
“You listen here you arrogant -” Dean cut me off by pulling me back and speaking up.
“You’re not Doctor Sexy.” The doctor and I both looked at Dean with confusion.
“Dean, what the hell?” I said angry and confused
“Excuse me?” The doctor turned and said with the same amount of confusion lacing his voice.
“You heard me, you’re not him! You’re not Doctor Sexy!” Dean yelled out ignoring me completely. The doctor looked at Dean offend before looking towards another nurse and saying.
“Call security.” The nurse nodded her head before quickly walking away. Dean chuckled with a small smile before grabbing the doctor’s throat and pinning him against the wall.
“Dean, what the hell do you think you’re doing?!” I yelled out as security quickly approached. Dean ignored me as he continued to yell out.
“You’re not Doctor Sexy because you’re in tennis shoes. The one main thing that makes Doctor Sexy, sexy is the fact that he wears cowboy boots n, t tennis shoes!” Dean said roughly removing his hands away from his throat.
All the doctor did was smirk as everyone and everything around us stopped. The next thing I knew was Doctor Sexy changed into Gabriel.
“Gabriel, what the hell are you doing here?!” I yelled out which only made him smirk and chuckle.
“You know, you’re hot when you’re angry.” He said walking towards me. I looked towards Sam and Dean, only to notice Dean had an annoyed and pissed off look.
“Back off angel boy,” he said pushing Gabriel back “Now; tell me what the hell we’re doing here?” Gabriel kept his eyes on me as he answered Dean’s questioned.
“What? Don’t you like it? I made it all myself! All for you guys!” Sam, Dean and I all looked at each other with confused expressions.
“Why?” Sam questioned.
At this point I was fed up with Gabriel’s games.
“You listen to me! You douche bag! You better take us out of this God forsaking hell or so help me!” I said getting up in his face which only made his cheeky smirk come out.
“I’d listen to her I’d I were you,” Dean said chuckling from behind me.
“Or what? Is she going to start crying? Or give me the silent treatment?” Gabriel said chuckling while crossing his arms. Before he could even think twice I launched myself onto him and began to “attempt” to strangle him before Sam and Dean pulled me off of him and held me back.
“You can’t say I didn’t warn you.” Dean said chuckling as Gabriel began to stand and fix his doctors lab coat with an annoyed expression.
“Well, seeing that I was going to reason with you before she attacked me but now you three are going to have to survive the next 24 hours in here.”
“In where? We don’t even know where we are!” Sam said looking around him.
“You’re in my version of TV Land. Survive the next 24 hours and we’ll chat!” Gabriel said with a fake smile “And for you missy.” He said pointing towards me “Since, you thought it was fun to attack me. I’m putting you in a separate TV Land away from these two dimwits.”
Before I could protest Gabriel snapped his fingers and I was gone. When I came into realization I noticed that the boys weren’t around and I was alone.
Phanuel looked for a way to rephrase himself, letting out a small huff of breath. It was his first time in awhile to come across another angel on Earth, no less a fellow archangel. Perhaps he should’ve paid more attention, considering there was only seven he should know them, but he didn’t; and was thus lost on who this particular angel was.
He leaned back as the other leaned closer, face impassive despite the small irritation he felt at someone getting so intrusive.
“Can’t you tell? That I’m an archangel, too, sir? The Fourth. I asked why you were here on Earth…”
( He couldn’t lie he was a bit uneasy on whether this angel was a courier of sorts. )
Thank you so much to every one of my followers! I have officially hit 500 followers! :D As some of you know, I have been holding a voting for “Binge Week”, where for 7 days, all my spare time will be spent writing a story, one story, that you vote, so I will post a ton of chapters and you can binge read it!
To make it the best binge week I can, I will be doing the binge week from November 11 - November 18. The reason I am doing it at this time, is because I will have two days off work and nothing to do that weekend, so I will have five full days for writing! Imagine the possibilities! :D
I have tagged some people below who are followers, just to make sure you see this and get a say, if you would like one. Please follow the instructions on how to vote, just to make it easier. If you have voted previously, please do NOT vote again! The current tallies are listed below. Happy voting and thank you so much for all your support and friendship! :D
Slay of the Century– 4 votes
A Rainy Night– 7 votes
Daughter of Gabriel– 5 votes
Life with a Trickster– 7 votes
101 Ways to Seduce a Moose– 6 votes
Burnt Brownies– 11 votes
My Mate– 11 votes
Character One Shots (Sam)– 2 votes
Lucifer High School AU– 1 vote
Crowley-centric story– 5 votes
I will keep voting open until November 10! So there is still time for these standings to change, so make sure you vote!!! :D
HOW TO VOTE:
Reblog this post with your vote, please put the story title, not the numbers, just for my sanity please. You can also do that comment thing where it pops up in the notes, but isn’t a reblog, as long as I can see your response ^^
You can vote for up to three options. I am allowing this, because if I finish one story before the end of the week, I will start on the second most voted story! ^^ I have also included links (click on the titles) to the stories in case you don’t remember what they are about! :D
***There are two stories (#9 and #10) that I have not started, but have been toying with the idea of…just to mix things up XD
Summary: This is a drabble-like series for Daddy!Gabriel. Gabriel living a life with his mate, Lynn, and his daughter, Sarah. What could possibly go wrong with having an archangel as a father or husband?!
Summary: Gabriel has been in hiding for five years, watching the Winchesters from the background, finally ready to come out of hiding after the darkness is dealt with. In his time of hiding, he has come to the realization…he is in love with the youngest Winchester. Sam isn’t exactly thrilled to have the trickster back, remembering all too well the Nutcracker incident, but don’t worry…Gabriel has a plan to make him change his mind. And you know Gabriel, he isn’t one to back down from a challenge. Sabriel Story
Summary: Did you know angels need mates? Yea, like angelic married…mates. And sometimes, this heat-like phase takes over where they have to mate, like their biological clock starts ticking. Well, that is what has happened, and that is how Lucifer wound up in the bunker, his grace fading as he calls out for a mate. Luckily, the Winchesters are friends with a hunter who is willing to help out. Lucifer x OC
8: Character One Shots (Please let me know which character you would want me to write about)
This will be where I will spend the week writing all sorts of stories for the character of your choice. If this option is the most voted, I will then look at the character voted for the most to determine which character I will write.
9: High School AU: Lucifer-centric
Will contain Destiel. Might contain Sabriel (haven’t decided yet XD). Lucifer x OC
10: Crowley-centric story with a demon deal unlike any before
Well, that was a fabulous season finale. And a favorite villain is back as well!! Just more smurfy like. (Apparently the writer’s want us to think that Peter has magic claws or something. He just doesn’t do wolves.)
Anyways, my primary reason for getting this all down, is to finally finally wrap up the stupid chessboard puzzle that has literally given me migraines. Which isn’t that much of a surprise.
So remember that lovely little theory going around about how there were tricksters not just one? Well say hello to trickster number two.