Preschool Predicaments (A Destiel FanFiction) by GeekInspired, literature
Literature
Preschool Predicaments (A Destiel FanFiction)
Castiel sat alone on the swings of the playground, kicking his feet absentmindedly in the sand.
It was the first day of school, and the little boy was miserable already for two specific reasons. First, he missed his older brother Gabriel. He missed mommy and daddy too, but they were on a vacation, and Gabe was much more fun anyways. He had promised Castiel's brother promised he "would be here as soon as school got out, kiddo", but that was still three hours away. Second, he hadn't made any new friends like Gabe said he would. He had tried talking to Crowley, but he had only scrunched up his nose, sneered, and walked away. The day couldnt get
DeanxReader: Tiny Dancer (Birthday) by kissysaltcoatedangel, literature
Literature
DeanxReader: Tiny Dancer (Birthday)
Dean had stolen your record player, placing it in the living room of the bunker. Wearing a dark blue plaid shirt, sweatpants, and fuzzy socks. Tiny Dancer by Elton John serenading sweetly throughout the rooms. It drove you out, weary eyes and messy hair. 11:54. Six minutes ti'll your birthday. You slip on socks as well, fuzzier than Dean's.
"Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band
Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man
Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand
And now she's in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand"
As you make your way into the living room, you notice that Dean has moved all the furn
Just Another Day in Paradise: Day 2 - The Beach by ZanaZira, literature
Literature
Just Another Day in Paradise: Day 2 - The Beach
Disclaimer: Supernatural and its characters are the property of Eric Kripke. Sadly, I do not own any of these guys.
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When Castiel awoke the next morning, the sun had already risen high in the sky. A beam of light peeked between the closed curtains at the foot of the bed, drawing a line through the middle of the mattress, and the ex-angel yawned and stretched, licking his dry lips and turning over to embrace the hunter beside him. But surprisingly, his hands encountered only empty space when he reached to wrap them around Dean.
Sitting up now, eyes full
GabrielxReader:AuntFlow'sRevenge by kissysaltcoatedangel, literature
Literature
GabrielxReader:AuntFlow'sRevenge
All you remembered from the morning was waking up with pure diabetic desire for anything sugary. That was before you crippled over, clenching your stomach as cramps contracted in your ovaries. It was as if someone had dug through hand inside your abdomen and squeezed tightly, scratching and pulling. You muffled a groan, honestly this was worst than demonic possession! Ugh, Dean had just found a job in the next town over and it was really, really cool. Yeah, you liked everything weird and there was a good chance that this was the angered spirit of a clock-maker who had been in love with the candy store owner. Being both men and living in a sou