What if Castiel bringing Dean back from the dead wasn’t the first time he met the Winchester siblings?
Characters: Castiel x Winchester sister!reader + Sam and Dean (all kids), Lucifer and John (mentioned)
Words: About 1400
A/N: Usually, I’m really picky about things being canon, and I spend like hours researching to make sure, which sometimes actually kills my inspiration. While this time, I didn’t really have the time, and I just wanted to write, so if some things don’t really make sense with the storyline of the show, I’m sorry.
Just because Kira from Orphan Black is soooo cute.
Castiel stands outside of the motel, hidden amongst the trees of the forest surrounding the small town. The wind blows through the crowns of the trees, making the branches slightly bend in its force. It’s in the middle of the night and the only light sources are the moon and the stars above, and the dimmed light of a lamp placed on the windowsill inside one of the motel rooms.
That’s the one. That room.
The angel of the Lord is here on orders. He’s been told that he needs to kill a girl.
Characters: Sam, Little sister!reader, Dean, Jess, John [mentioned]
A/N: So I started writing this today, without any idea in mind at all, because I completely forgot it was May 2nd today (yes it’s been a lot lately haha. In my head it’s like a month left to May, but apparently not). I just finished writing this and it’s getting kinda late, so I apologize if there’s any errors and stuff. Also, the first two parts are flashbacks, kind of. Hopefully it’ll make sense.
You love birthdays. Always had, ever since you were a kid. And although it was fun to have your own birthday, you mostly meant other people’s birthdays. You just loved seeing smiles on their faces as you tried your best to make their special day, just that, special. It surely was something magical about that.
”(Y/N)?” Dean whispered, as his hands gently shook your narrow shoulders to awake you.
You tiredly rubbed your eyes with your fists, blinking hard to regain your vision, wanting to return to the dreamland with blue skies, funny-shaped cotton candy-like clouds and all kinds of pretty, colorful animals including unicorns with rainbow mane and tails.
”Come on,” Dean whispered again, helping you sit up in the bed. ”We gotta surprise Sammy!”
You remembered, and instantly you were wide awake and alert. Sammy’s birthday.
Summary: The handsome guy who frequents your liquor store in Lebanon finally takes you on a date. Pairing: Dean x Reader Word Count: 2030 Warnings: None? Challenge: Kayla’s Birthday Challenge! My prompts were, “You’ve gotta stop saying things that make me want to kiss you.” and a baseball game date. @one-shots-supernatural
“We’ve got another one,” Scott says in greeting as he approaches Stiles’ desk. His mouth is turned down in a frown.
The update makes Stiles lean back in his chair with a heavy sigh. When he got to work that morning, he had been hoping that he was going to have an easy day. He should have known better. “Where are they?”
His best friend makes a vague gesture and replies, “Allison got him into one of the holding cells out back.” His shifts from foot to foot, a tell that he’s anxious. Stiles picks up on it immediately.
His fingers tap an unsteady rhythm on the surface of the desk. “It’s not good, Stiles. This one, he’s really gone. There’s hardly any awareness in his gaze. He nearly ripped Jackson’s arm off.”
Stiles gets to his feet, having heard enough. “Alright, let’s go have a look.” Already the tattoos on his arms are humming with energy, ready to help in whatever at they can.
But Scott reaches out and grabs his elbow. “Stiles, there’s something else. He’s an alpha.”