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thatweeboverthereisthirsty · 1 year

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Are requests still open?

If they are can we get a one-shot or whatever is easier with poly dorm leaders and MC? Maybe with them deciding to stay with them at twisted and their reactions? I loved your previous poly fix with them 😊😊😊

Hello friend, here are some headcanons! I am glad you liked my fics! Please enjoy!

POLY DORM LEADERS

You gather all seven of them first and foremost: “Hey @everyone I’ve got major news! Come to Ramshackle quick!!! ;)”

A quick text to your relationship group chat gets everyone together pretty quickly, save Leona and Malleus

Leona is an easy fix, you simply text him privately, knowing he keeps the group chat on silent but his phone will ring for you

If that doesn’t work you usually just text Ruggie and tell him to get your boyfriend (one of them) on the phone asap

Malleus on the other hand is tricky

It’s hard to know if he’s actually seen your text or not because he isn’t very good at keeping his phone on him or even responding if he does see the text

Luckily you’ve worked around this with a clever magical hack he shared with you

For your last birthday, Malleus gifted you a bracelet that could ‘summon’ him

All you had to do was grip one of the beads and think about him and he would be able to sense you

Sometimes you gripped the red bead: (you are sending him love), sometimes you grip the blue bead: (you are feeling down), and sometimes you use the green bead: (you miss him or would like him to come see you)

The green bead is directly in the middle so you can grip two beads at once depending on why you would like him to find you

(Big scary fae boy gets anxious that you’re hurt or sad and will show up guns blazing, no questions asked, so you have to reassure him that sometimes you just miss him)

It doesn’t take long for everyone to get together, sitting in various areas and positions in the Ramshackle lounge

You take a deep breath and smile big even though you are a little nervous

“Guys, Crowley found a way to send me back home.”

For a moment there is only silence, long, tense silence

Then an explosion of reactions

Riddle turns white, red, and then back to normal in under 30 seconds, nodding stiffly

Leona lets out a growl and Azul blinks in stunned silence

Vil’s eyes widen and his jaw hardens while Malleus stands calmly despite the thunder that cracks outside

Idia and Kalim have completely lost it, each in their own way, Idia whimpering and shifting uncomfortably and Kalim throwing himself into your arms, bawling

“QUIET!” Riddle yells and everyone turns to him “If y/n desires to leave then we should support them with our best efforts!”

“Thank you, Riddle,” you say calmly as Kalim pulls back sniffling, “However that leads me to my next point; when do I leave?”

All of them hold their breath praying for varying answers all of which sounding like “not for a long time”

“I miss my home very much. I had a life there and people I loved. But I don’t know how I will be able to fit into that life anymore. And so, I have decided to stay, permanently.”

Again silence, but this time, nearly all of them leapt up to hug you and most of them even shed a few tears

Idia, Malleus, and Leona hung back for their own individual hugs, each of them appreciating their own space when it comes to you

Malleus and Leona because they are pretty territorial when it comes to your affection and Idia because he simply doesn’t like unnecessary physical contact with anyone who isn’t you

Kalim cries out about a sleepover/feast/party/parade that needs to be held in celebration of your decision

Leona and Malleus both offer financial support for you if you decide you want your own home

Azul decides he will cook a nice dinner for the two of you and present an official job in the management of the Mostro Lounge as you will need stable employment

Vil promises a spa day and assistance in redoing the Ramshackle dorm since you “simply cannot live in a large scale hovel for the rest of your life”

Riddle busies himself with calming Kalim down and trying to restore order to the impromptu ‘meeting’

Idia stayed quiet, seemingly too relieved to say anything or participate in the celebrations

As chaotic as it was, you secretly loved it

Chaos was these boys and these boys were yours and being with them made you happier than anything

You looked forward to staying with them for the rest of your life

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itsapplephie · 16 days

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Fourth Meeting

Silver, age 8

He was upset.

He didn’t have pointed ears like his father or Malleus.

He wasn’t a fae like his father.

He’s not his son.

Silver cried as he ran through the forest in the heavy downpour. It was his 8th birthday and he noticed that his ears weren’t pointed like his father’s. When he asked, his father only laughed and replied, “You never noticed?” Confused and upset, he ran away from the house as it just started pouring. The thought only made him more upset.

Not noticing a rock in the way, he tripped over it and scraped his knees and hands. He curled up sobbing on the ground as the rain poured down on him. He can’t go back now, he can’t face his father. No. He’s not his real father. Closing his eyes he sobbed more as he buried his face in his hands. He laid there curled up, rain pouring down on him and alone.

It took a few minutes before he noticed that the rain stopped pouring down on him. Opening his eyes, he saw two legs beside his body. Looking up, two black wings were placed above him to cover him and the stranger.

“Hello there, little beastie. What are you doing out here in the rain?” the stranger crouched down near him, he couldn’t really see him well because of the tears and rain.

He tried to reply but he could only let out a few sounds before breaking down into sobs again. Pitying the crying child, Crowley took him up in his arms not minding the dirt dirtying his suit. Carefully taking off his coat while his wings arranged itself to cover the both of them from the rain, he placed it around him.

Silver buried his face in the stranger’s neck and clinged onto him. He felt safe in his arms. He felt comfortable. The stranger started humming a familiar tune, a song that feels so familiar to him.

“Have you been crying for a while now?” he could feel the stranger’s chest vibrate as he talked.

“Hmm.”

“Did something upset you, Silver?”

“Hmm.”

“Can you tell me what happened?” he urged him to tell him.

“I’m not like papa. I don’t have ears like them. Papa’s not my papa!” he sobbingly told the man who stroked his back to calm him down.

“What made you say that he’s not your papa?”

“Because I’m not like papa! Papa’s a fae and I-I’m not!”

“Silver, oh Silver, of course your papa is still your papa. He loves you doesn’t he?” he nodded.

“Then that makes him your papa, not being a fae doesn’t mean he’s not your papa. A papa loves his child and Lilia loves you as his child.”

“Silver, you are loved. You are loved more than you know. And love is what makes a family not blood. So stop being upset now, okay?”

“How did you know my name?” he asked while looking at the stranger’s masked face, curious as to why he knew his name.

“I know you, I walked with you once upon a dream,” he replied.

“Dream?”

“Hmm.”

He looked at the stranger’s face carefully, trying to remember if his face looked familiar. Crowley chuckled at the child’s serious face, taking off his mask so it could help him remember more. Just as Silver recognized him, they heard a shout from the distance.

“Ahh, it seems like Lilia is looking for you now,” the stranger put his mask back on and he suddenly felt sleepy. Fighting against his drowsiness, Silver could vaguely see the stranger placing him somewhere where it didn’t rain before disappearing.

“Let us meet again in a dream, little beastie.”

He woke up later to his father sitting beside his bed as a fever left him bedridden. For the days that he was sick his father never left his side. In the back of his mind as he slept, he can’t help but wish to dream of meeting the stranger again.

#silver & crowley #silver twst #twst silver #twisted wonderland #disney twst #twst dire crowley #dire crowley #levan draconia #crowley is levan theory #twst lilia #twisted wonderland lilia #lilia vanrouge

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meganlpie · 1 year

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Are You...Jealous?

Based on this request: Hi Meg! I was wondering if you would write a Crowley fic? Something along the lines of he doesn’t understand why he gets jealous of readers friendship with Castiel, as they’re friends too, until one hunt when Castiel wasn’t there to save the day and Crowley jumps in. Reader is upset he got hurt, and they have an argument about it, only to realise that they care about each other. The idea sounded better in my head from @ethekitchenator

Here you are! Sorry for the wait! I’ve really been struggling to write lately. I don’t own ANY SPN characters! They belong to the writers/creators of the show.

Warnings: Slight angst, jealous!Crowley, fluff-ish and it’s short

Pairings: Crowley x reader

Crowley didn't have many friends. In fact, he could count on one hand how many people he saw as true friends. The Winchesters, Castiel, and you. Of the four, Crowley was closest to you. He loved being around you, even when you were fighting off other demons. He understood that was your job as a hunter. What he didn't understand was the jealousy he felt in his chest every time he saw you interacting with Castiel.

It wasn't as though you never spent time with Crowley. You seemed to enjoy his company just as much as you did Castiel's. But Crowley could not seem to fight the tightening in his gut every time he saw you with the angel. For some reason it bothered him to no end that Castiel was the one to work alongside you and that, when you somehow managed to get hurt on a hunt, Castiel was the one who helped you. At least until one hunt.

Crowley's brows furrowed as the name "Moose" appeared on the screen of his phone. Sam hardly ever called him. "Moose," Crowley greeted smoothly when he answered the phone. Sam let out a sigh. "Crowley…we need you. We're outnumbered. We're losing steam and Cas isn't answering. Y/N can't go much longer." No sooner was your name out of Sam's mouth was Crowley snapping his fingers.

When Crowley took in the sight before him, he instantly understood why Sam had called. You were panting and moving much more slowly than you should have. You were running out of energy. Just as the monster was bearing down on you, Crowley did something he never thought he would. He snapped himself right in front of you.

"Crowley?!" you cried. Crowley hissed. Even though he was a demon, the blow still hurt a bit. "Crowley, what the hell?! Why would you do that?!" you snapped, pulling Crowley down to the floor next to you. "Now, pet, I know you aren't yelling at the demon who saved your life. A thank you would suffice." You glared at him. "I didn't need you to save me! I had it under control."

The sounds of fighting continued for another moment before everything went still. You let out a sigh of relief then turned back to Crowley. "What were you thinking?" you asked through clenched teeth. "Perhaps that I could help?" he stated, earning a scoff.

"And you got hurt because of it! Did you even stop to think how I would feel if this had been worse? What if it had been an angel blade? You could have died, Crowley! For good! I-I couldn't take that. Don't you know I can't…I can't not have you in my life." Your voice had lowered considerably since you'd started and now you refused to look Crowley in the eyes. "I'm certain you would have felt differently had your angel been here," he muttered in return, but you'd heard him anyway.

"Cas? What's he got to do with this? I just poured my heart out to you and that's what you're thinking about?" you snapped before your eyes widened in understanding. "Crowley? Are you…jealous?" Crowley narrowed his hazel eyes at you. "Don't," he warned in what he hoped was a menacing voice. However, your smirk only grew. "You are!"

"Pet, you really don't want to tease a demon." You chuckled lowly. "I don't know…Seems like fun to me. Besides, you like it when I tease you." Crowley rolled his eyes. "You have no reason to be jealous," you continued softly, "I don't like Castiel that way. I've always preferred the bad boy to the angel."

Crowley's head snapped in your direction. He hadn't been expecting that and he was sure his eyes were as wide as saucers. True, he was usually fairly confident, but you were a hunter. He never had any hope or sign that you'd felt something for him. Before he could retort though, you leaned in and pressed a kiss to his forehead. "Pick me up at 7, good sir. You owe me a date," you as you carefully rose to your feet to follow after the Winchesters now that the hunt was finished. When you glanced back at Crowley and smiled, the demon was sure his face was as red as a tomato.

(a/n: I hope you like it! I’m sorry it was so short, but writing has been a struggling for a bit, but I’m hoping to get back to it very soon!)

Forever Tags: @fizzyxcustard @brewsthespirit-blog @sirkekselord @aikibriarrose @lady-of-lies @esoltis280 @stories-by-shanna-p @motleymoose @dark-angel-is-back @supernatural4life2022

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#supernatural #SPN #crowley #crowley x reader

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babbeldumpsterfire · 9 months

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and now live blogging ep 6 which seems to have people in knots so we’ll see what’s all about (spoilers under the cut ofc like BIG SPOILERS K??? SEASON FINALE BIG SPOILERS)

- Not Crowley with the dogs out eew why lol

- LEAVE! MR FELL! ALONE! (if you get this reference you’re officially Old)

- UUH Crowley was a throne or a dominion or above, Crowley big important guy confirmed! Know nothing about angelic hierarchies but can’t wait to learn it from all the speculation on tumblr!

- Gabriel saying no to Armageddon 2? Uh.

- Gabriel has a desk!!

- Nope, he doesn’t

- Thought this season we’d be throwing punches, and instead we’re throwing books left and right apparently - Aziraphale channeling his inner Sailor Moon and launghing his halo around

- Ineffable Bureucracy montage??? Never shipped it, never will I think, but weirdly I’m here for it - Wait was the romance part of this series about Gabriel and Beez falling in love lmaooo - They’re having an agreement like Az and Crowley are you kidding me this is like the cold opening in s1! - “Love like yours will surely come my way” We thought this was gonna be Aziracrow anthem and instead it was Goob’s and Beez’s song all along lol - Hand touching aaaall right starting to get on board now, wtf - Omg they’re in love I take it all back I ship them so much!!! And we’re still owed 2 kisses, mr Gaiman, I remember you saying that once. - THIS IS BETTER THAN ANY FANFICTION MY GOD I LOVE THIS SHOW

- aH! To all the people saying that a love story between an angel and a demon couldn’t be done by being overtly romantic/explicit about it, and look at how beautifully Ineffable Bureaucracy is stomping all over that bullcrap with their lovey dovey stuff!

- Ok, first I thought Beez and Goob where gonna kiss, then Shax and FurFur, now everyone is gone (the last 2 probably DTF very badly lmao) - Omg the fanfiction that will come out of this guys, the fanfiction, especially Ineffable Bureucracy off to Alpha Centauri! - No seriously why is everyone getting the hots for each other all of a sudden wtf - Metatron deus ex machina wooh! (also how did no one recognize him, he was a giant floating head ok but the face is the same, even I with my prosopagnosia recognized him... after he entered the bookshop and started talking like he owned the place and I connected the dots) - Oh no it’s the last 20 minutes shit’s gonna go down, isn’t it?

- “We’ll be needing Us time” Us time. US TIME. Did he really call it Us time in front of the child Muriel omg.

- Nina calling Maggie angel ahhhhaaahhhh! I want a ton of fanfiction of them ok??? - Omg they’re giving Crowley the pep talk on his love life lmaooo everyone hoped for this and it’s happening I can’t with this show - “We’ve been talking for millions of years” All right so Azi’s been pining for million of years since their first encounter in the nebula creation station, got it, and we all cried for ‘6000 years of pining Crowley’ oh god this is hilarious - No don’t tell me it’s aziraphale who got the promotion and is gonna betray Crowley nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

- CROWLEY AN ANGEL AGAIN?? I think Neil has lied and he has read way too many fanfiction, sir this is getting out of hand - “Tell me you said no” Ooooh drama I’m here for the drama gimme all the drama

- “We can be an Us, what do you say” “Come with me, I can make it better” AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH - UH-UUH the KISS! “I forgive you” AZIRAPHALE YOU REPRESSED BLOODY LITTLE SHIT I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN AND FUCKING KILL YOU YOU PUSTULENT PIECE OF CR- - The second coming, oh my, in this political climate? I hope we will get s3

- Ma insomma Aziraphale hai un bel pezzo di manzo in skinny jeans e ciuffo da cacatua che ti guarda e preferisci il nonno dell’ispettore Gadget? - it ends like this??? I had crafted a reaction pic just like this, sensing where this was possibly going

#(also let’s praise the fact that there’s now construction workers literally banging outside of my room’s walls so loud I can’t hear a thing #good omens 2 #good omens spoilers #gos2 #gos 2 spoilers #good omens #gos2spoilers #gos2 spoilers #s2 #s2e06 #neil better gonna have that s3 already secretly bagged up because I swear to somebody this isn't the way you leave your fans #hanging on by a thread #lol #liveblogging gos2 #jk #this is all in good humor people

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octagledestroyer · 1 year

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Good Omens Episode 3

I still don’t know why y’all are interested in this, but it’s more popular than anything I’ve ever posted before (including meticulously crafted DND stories and no im not bitter about that who’s bitter I’m not bitter you’re bitter) so I guess I’ll just...keep going?

Oh, and we’re back to the Garden of Eden. What’s he doing with that rock- oh look it’s God

Ah, this is presumably Noah’s Ark. Ok, but the thing is (here I go on a literary rant)- all civilizations who have recorded history have some sort of a flood myth/story! It’s everywhere- I really do think that at some point there was a massive flood that reached...possibly everywhere, I’m not too familiar with Native American mythology, but presumably Asia and Europe.

“As a promise not to...do it again.” “How kind” Crowley’s sass is l e g e n d a r y

wOW I WAS NOT EXPECTING THAT OK I JUST GOT OUT OF HOLY WEEK

that was...a lot more graphic than I was expecting. I mean, you hear the hymns, everything, I even cried on Holy Thursday and couldn’t keep singing but I’ve never seen...

“What else am I gonna be, an aardvark?” Ok but does this mean Aziraphel was hoping that Crowley could be redeemed

these boys are SO dramatic- how old are they, 12?

burbage was absoLUTELY flirting with Crowley also why does it feel like Aziraphel knows nothing about plays? I mean “I love all the...talking...” it’s called a MONOLOGUE you silly angel

Hah so this is the Arrangement I’ve heard/read so much about. Ohhh Aziraphel’s so worried about Crowley! How did it take him until the literal end of the world to figure out he liked Crowley?

Ah, Paris. I’ve been waiting for this. Dude is so OBVIOUSLY waiting for Crowley-

Oh, Crowley froze time, didn’t he? Zira’s face just lit up like a candle how is he THIS OBLIVIOUS

I mean...do I feel bad for Jean-Claude or not? How did those soldiers not recognize him?

“I like pears” oh stay on topic Zira. Also, did anyone else get flashbacks to the Doctor’s hate of pears when they were talking about this?

...even though I knew this fight was coming and could practically recite it word-for-word it still h u r t

Ah. 1941. That’s a lot of lit candles for a church with two people in it...and those do NOT look secure. Even if that church didn’t blow up it probably would’ve burned to the ground sooner rather than later.

Whoa- triple crossing

They’re making light conversation while someone points a gun at them- never change, boys. never change.

his fACE HE- gAH THESE BOYS

Also Crowley sounds so cool and suave but I would bet all the money in my purse that he rehearsed what he was going to say beforehand- probably in front of a mirror

wait, shadwell- shadwell- oh im STUPID ITS

im not even going to finish that sentence

Zira’s so scared and my heart is breaking

we’re halfway through the episode and NOW the title sequence starts. It still doesn’t make any sense but at this point I’m just here for the music- oh and that epic thing they do at the end where the letters unfold to say “Good Omens”

I’m still in love with Dog. He’s the best thing ever and I want to hug him.

Ok Adam is also completely precious. His book sounds exactly like something an 11-year-old would write.

Ooooh Shadwell and Crowley still keep in touch- and Shadwell thinks Crowley’s the son of the man he met in... what was it, 1960? It’s been less than 10 minutes and I already can’t remember

I bet Anathema’s ranting about the world is going to shape what happens in Armageddon

Adam’s been manipulating the weather in Tadfield for years, hasn’t he. White Christmas...

Are you serious both Crowley and Zira have been sponsoring the Witchfinder’s Army?

Chow™

b o y s you cannot do this to my h e a r t

Adam got rid of nuclear power in his sleep and replaced it with a sherbet lemon. wow.

Well, that’s the end of episode 3- you know, I’m really enjoying this, more than I thought I would. I know the plot, yeah, but there’s so much I didn’t know and can still be surprised by. Next post might come out tomorrow or Sunday, or it might not...I’ve got a lot of editing to do.

#good omens #aziraphel #crowley #good omens show #rambling post #i don't know what im doing

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aziraphales-library · 2 years

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Hello there! I would like to ask if there is any stories where Crowley saves the children from the flood btw I love you and your recommendations, it really brightens my days no matter what ❤️❤️

Hi! We have some fics like that here, and I’ve got a few more for you now...

be with you all along by 5ftjewishcactus (T)

As the rains continued and the canals and rivers began to flood, more people began to panic. And Aziraphale continued to do nothing. He watched as small children clung to their parents, cheeks tear-stained, as they cried.

“Help me,” a familiar voice said, appearing next to Aziraphale, a small child held in his arms.

Aziraphale turned to Crawly. “I can’t…”

Crawly glared at him, hissing under his breath.

Waters Rising by LadyWallace (G)

During The Flood Crawley tries to save as many kids as he can (if the angel won't, then he's going to have to do it). Unfortunately, his rescue comes with a price.

Crowley’s Foundlings by Rathgrith (T)

"Anthony J. Crowley had a secret. He hadn’t even told his angel, Aziraphale, though he knows the angel will only approve. Perhaps that’s why he hasn’t told him; demons don’t usually do things of which angels would approve. It would be awkward. It started when God decided to flood the earth and drown all the people..."

Crowley saves kids throughout history, and Aziraphale is trying to find a mysterious, anonymous benefactor mentioned in a news article.

I Really Don't Know Clouds At All by theshoparoundthecorner (G)

If another rainstorm was what it took to give him an excuse to talk to him again, then so be it. Crawly hoped for another. He hoped for a thousand more. A thousand more storms, a thousand more opportunities to speak to this unusual angel he couldn’t seem to get out of his head.

Every rainstorm after brought him a funny sort of comfort. A memory of shelter, of good conversation, of new beginnings. This new world was full of so much potential, and Crawly couldn’t wait to see how it was all going to work out.

Every rainstorm after was beautiful. Fresh, and new, and exciting.

Every rainstorm after, he searched just a little to see if Aziraphale was nearby, and every rainstorm after, he was not.

Until he was.

But in a way, Crawly wished he hadn’t been.

Wing on Wing by thundercrackfic (T)

Gabriel orders Aziraphale not to help the humans suffering the consequences of the Flood. Aziraphale has a crisis. Fortunately, Crawly was in the area.

Inside the Ark by atimefeeler (T)

Six Thousand Years of Crowley Being Soft and Taking Care of Kids.

(And Six Thousand Years of Aziraphale Taking in and Protecting Outcasts.)

Scene 2: Mesopotamia and Inside the Ark. The first children Crowley saves.

They cry and plead and pray, like Crawley once did. If he doesn’t save them, who will?

- Mod D

#good omens #ineffable husbands #mesopotamia #the flood #crowley is good with kids #mod d

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ineffable-heartbreak · 9 months

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Good Omens Season 2 Spoilers !!!

I just need to get this off my chest so.. here

I love how they wrote Nina and Maggie as direct parallels of Aziraphale and Crowley but reversed. Nina being the grumpy one (Crowley), is the one managing a toxic relationship. And Maggie, being the nerdy overtly excited one (Aziraphale), is the one madly in love. The two women are both in love, but one is too blinded to see it because of this one sided relationship that she has from way back.

Even they didn’t end up together, but they’ve admitted their feelings to one another and once Nina heals from this relationship, if Maggie is still there (she will, as she says) they will become something else.

Because you just can’t force them to be together while they still have stuff to deal with.

Both Nina and Aziraphale still have to deal with the consequences of that toxic relationship (Lindsay, heaven) and both Crowley and Maggie are there, expectant for their return (although crowley not as much anymore).

And Crowley definitely sees them as a parallel for their own relationship, as well as he saw Beelzebub and Gabriel and was so jealous of it he wanted the same. Maggie and Nina also see them as a reflection of them. That’s why they told Crowley to just confess to Aziraphale already.

And although neither of them end up together, there’s hope coming from Maggie and Nina, a maybe with a high chance of yes. We definitely don’t clearly see this chance with Aziraphale and Crowley but it is there. It definitely is there.

It is there in how Aziraphale says “I need you” because he really does need him and he thinks he can do this on his own but deep down he knows he can’t. And in the way he cries, not really wanting to part with Crowley but believing he is doing the right thing. In the way he wants to make a change. He is not comforting to Heaven’s idea of what is good or bad, he wants to make a difference, and he wants Crowley by his side while he makes it (even if he doesn’t consider Crowley’s wishes because of his own excitement).

It is there in the way that he kisses Crowley back, just for a split second. It’s there in how he melts into him just there before pulling away crying, because he can’t comprehend what really is happening.

It is there when Aziraphale keeps looking back to Crowley as he goes up to the elevator, convincing himself this is what he ought to do. This is the right thing. Even if his heart doesn’t think the same, even if he is falling apart with each step he takes. There is still a chance, even when he leaves Crowley. Because he still needs that closure from heaven, he needs to deal with that relationship first. Before even considering being in a relationship with crowley.

Before being happy. He has to close that chapter. He has to realize the truth of Heaven with his own eyes. He has to miss Crowley and need Crowley in order to realize he loves Crowley and that neither of them can really live without the other.

#go2 spoilers #good omens spoilers #aziraphale #crowley #crowley x aziraphale #aziracrow #good omens #good omens 2

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dragonmasterkaylz · 5 months

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Archangels Ariel & Raziel- Angel of Life & Angel of Protection

“I summon thee… Ariel, Angel of Life!!!”

Green smoke appeared and the small Angel suddenly appeared in front of Rowena. Dean frowned and said, “You’re a kid?!” “I may look like a child, but I’m still an Archangel, Dean Winchester. But I’m not here for you though. What can I do for you, Rowena…?”

“I want you to bring my son back”.

Ariel frowned sadly before saying, “All of the Angels and Demons who die, only go to one place. It’s called the Empty. Now, the Empty’s my friend, as I created it. But as much as I would like to help you, I cannot. It doesn’t like to be woken up and… I have to respect its wishes. I’m sorry, Rowena, but I have my rules of life”.

“Wait… you created the Empty?”, Castiel asked.

“Yes. Before the Empty was created, all of the Angels and Demons who passed on, would turn into atoms. But now, they get to sleep peacefully”.

Sam then asked, “How long has it been since you last visited the Empty?” “A few thousand years, why?” All of them looked at each other. “Ariel… the Empty isn’t a peaceful place. Not anymore”, Castiel told her in a blunt manner. Her eyes widened in shock. “Wait…! I-I don’t understand what you’re telling me. All of those amazing beings should be sleeping, remembering all of the good things in their life. That was what we had decided all those years ago”, she told him. Then she was told about the time he was in the Empty and her heart just sank. “Another being gone… vengeful…!”

Then she started to cry. “Oh shit…!”

“Why have you made her cry?!”

Then she was picked up and Castiel gulped. “What is it?!” “That’s the Archangel Raziel, her protector, and the most brutal Archangel next to Michael. If anyone, and I mean, anyone, hurts her… he’ll reign the wrath of Heaven down upon that person”. Ariel cried before saying, “The Empty… has also gone dark!” He sighed and mumbled, “So, this is what all this is about. Well, I already knew. But I didn’t say anything to avoid this, Ariel. I apologise”. She took his hand and smiled with tears in her eyes. “I forgive you, Raziel. You’re kind…”.

“‘Kind’?!! He would’ve slaughtered us all!!!”

Raziel’s eyes started to glow bright green and that’s when he felt Ariel pat his head. “It’s okay~, it’s okay~. I promise~. They’re good humans~. They just want a friend back, that’s all. That’s how I found out. I did… promise to leave the Empty alone”. He nodded and let her down. Ariel then walked up to Rowena before holding her hand. “I’m sorry Rowena, but I do know that Crowley loves you. I can feel it”. She nodded as she teared up. “Th-Thank you, sweetheart”. She then looked at the Winchesters and said, “If you need me, call Raziel. He’ll bring me here~”. They both nodded.

“You did what you could. Thank you”.

“You’re very welcome~”.

END

#supernatural #dean winchester #sam winchester #rowena macleod #supernatural oc #castiel

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parkerdoesparkour · 1 year

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-Prologue Track 2: Do You Believe in Magic?-

“Off With Your Head!”

Riddle waved his pen through the air and, after a brilliant flash of light, Grim’s fire came to an abrupt end. He sprouted some kind collar around his neck with a dark golden lock he began gnawing at with his teeth. “What the heck is this stupid thing?”

“Law of the Queen of Hearts number twenty-three,” Riddle sniffed. He turned his nose upward at Grim. “‘One shall never bring a cat to a ceremony’. You’re a cat and therefore you’ve broken that rule.”

“Grim’s not–.” Titania started but Grim’s shriek drowned her voice out.

“I’m not a cat!” He looked to be on the verge of tears and she felt slightly bad for him, even if he’d almost set her on fire. …And threatened to set her on fire. …And accidentally set her on fire. …Yeah, maybe she doesn’t feel too bad.

“I’ll burn this collar right off and,” Grim took in a large breath and she jumped to hide behind the nearest person. Riddle looked exasperated when she clutched his robe and peaked around his shoulder to watch Grim. But there was no fire, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t summon any flames.

“You won’t be able to use any magic until I remove the collar,” Riddle said. He leered at poor Grim. “Just like an ordinary cat.”

“What? I’m not some kind of pet!” Grim cried.

“You kind of look like one,” Titania said. “With the collar, I mean.”

“Shut up! And you,” he pointed a claw at Riddle, “take this stupid thing off right now! The Great Grim commands it.”

“I’ll remove it after you leave campus,” Riddle said. The boy with glasses who had offered to help Riddle (but didn’t really do much) smiled.

“Wonderful magic as ever,” he said, “I would love to have your Unique Magic–ah! I mean, I wouldn’t ever want that cast on me.” He laughed as if that would cover up the fact he just uttered the shadiest line Titania ever heard.

Crowley whirled on Titania. “You must do something about this,” he said. “He is your familiar–.”

“No, he’s not,” Titania shot back. She stepped out from behind Riddle and grabbed Crowley by the ear, yanking him down her eye level. “Just like I kept telling you, I’m not a student, he’s not my familiar.”

“Is that right…?” he let out a strained chuckle and she released his ear. He coughed and said, “Well, then we should take it outside.” He waved his hand and two students stepped forward to grasp Grim by his arms.

“Let me go, let me go,” he shouted. He kicked his feet but it was all for naught as he was forcefully removed while shouting how he would be back. Titania wished him well, in her mind, and Crowley smiled as the students faced him again.

“We had a bit of trouble along the way but the ceremony is now over,” he said. “Housewardens, please show the first years to their dormitories.” He paused and scanned the crowd, then added, “Is Mr. Draconia not here?”

The man with lion ears clicked his tongue. “Why are you surprised?” The silver haired boy in the turban gasped.

“Did no one invite him? That’s so sad!”

The blonde narrowed his eyes. “If you’re going to complain, you should have done it yourself.”

“Yeah, but,” the boy in the turban said, “I don’t really know him like that.” The other students began murmuring about some ‘Malleus Draconia’ Titania couldn’t care less about. A short man with fangs sighed and shook his head.

“Sure enough, Malleus’ invitation never arrived,” he mumbled. Then, louder, he addressed the students. “Members of Diasomnia, please follow me! I hope this doesn’t upset him…”

The mob of students squeezed out of the doors until it was only Titania and Crowley standing alone in a room that was still slightly on fire. He cleared his throat and guided her back to the mirror. “Now, Ms. Goodfellow, I’m terribly sorry but you cannot stay at this school without magic.”

“That’s fine,” she said. She didn’t really expect to stick around at a school for mages, let alone whatever this purgatory-scape was. Maybe now she would pass on? Was that the right way to say it? Honestly, it didn’t matter, as long as she wasn’t here anymore.

“The Dark Mirror will guide you back to whence you came,” he said. Titania tensed, and bit her tongue, tasing blood. She could smell smoke again, and how it clogged her throat until she nearly suffocated. She heard the steady thunder of footsteps, the cry of a battle. She tasted blood. Blood. Blood. Blood. Blood. Blood. Blood. Blood. Blood.

“Oh, Dark Mirror, guide this one back to the place they belong!” Crowley’s thunderous voice drew Titania back to the moment, the mirror, and the sting of her tongue. She ran it against the back of her teeth and hoped.

The Mirror remained silent, its eyes staring back at Crowley blankly. “Once more,” he said. He smiled at Titania but it didn't assure her in the slightest. “Oh, Dark Mirror, guide–.”

“Nowhere,” the Mirror interrupted.

Crowley stopped. “Pardon?”

“The place they belong,” it said, “is nowhere in this world.” The Mirror’s eyes shifted to look directly at her as it finished. “It does not exist.” Then it disappeared, leaving only her reflection behind to stare at.

She stood with Crowley in silence until he muttered, “Well, what’s one more unbelievable thing on top of a pile of unbelievable things.” He faced Titania and clapped his hands together. “Where, um, did you say you were from?”

“My home,” she said slowly. “It’s a place called Delamere.” She said nothing else, not trusting her own voice to stay steady. Crowley sighed and she added, “I don’t think it’s anywhere around here.”

“I must agree,” he said. “I know the names of every single country a student comes from, but I’ve never heard of Delamere. Come.” He started walking towards the door and Titania scrambled to follow him.

“Where are we going?” she asked. He called out over his shoulder as they went.

“Back to the library. I’m curious about this place you call home.” When they arrived, Crowley waved his hand and a few books floated down from their spots on the shelves. He began flipping through one atlas and when he came to a world map, he pushed it towards Titania. “Do you see any place you recognize?”

She studied the map and furrowed her brows. “No,” she said. “The shapes of the continent don’t even look familiar.” Crowley skimmed through a few thicker books and sighed again.

“I can’t find Delamere in any of our history texts,” he said. “Do you have anything to identify yourself with? A license for a magic car, perhaps?”

Titania tilted her head. “A magic what?”

Now, it was Crowley’s turn to look confused. “A car? You know, an automobile for transportation?”

“We don’t have those in Delamere,” she said. “Carriages, but not cars.”

“I see,” Crowley mused. “What about phones?” She shook her head. “Magic?” She nodded and Crowley laughed slightly. “I guess you received the short end of the stick, then.”

She paused, then said, “Everyone in Delamere is born with magic. I had magic, too, but…” she trailed off and Crowley filled in whatever gaps he needed to nod in understanding.

“Based on this information, I must conclude that you, Ms. Goodfellow, are from another world,” he stated.

“Come again?”

“There must have been some kind of mix up and the gate brought you over from a different world,” he explained. “Perhaps a parallel dimension of some sorts.”

“Is that possible?” she asked.

“I’m not sure,” he said, “but it is the best explanation we have at this moment. Though, we still have one major concern…”

“What’s that?”

“I cannot allow someone who can’t use magic, regardless of your past abilities, to stay at school here,” he said. “But, as an educator, I am against kicking a penniless teenager onto the streets with no way of contacting home.”

“Sure,” Titania agreed. She thought you didn’t need to be an educator to decide something like that but she wasn’t going to interrupt his mumbling.

“There is an unoccupied building on campus that was once used as a dormitory,” he smiled. “It may be old but it certainly has charm, and with a bit of cleaning, it will be the perfect place for you to stay temporarily.”

“Temporarily?” she repeated.

“Yes, I’ll search for a way to send you home,” he said and her blood went cold. She wanted to protest against going back, but then he would start asking questions, and so it was easier to simply smile and nod. “My graciousness is limitless! I am a model for all educators!”

Titania figured Crowley wouldn’t notice her apprehension to return home, anyways. He was too busy patting himself on the back for doing the bare minimum.

“Let’s head to the dorm, shall we?” he said and Titania simply followed, just as she had been doing the entire night.

Do You Believe in Magic? by The Lovin’ Spoonful

#twisted wonderland #twst wonderland #disney twst #twst writing #twst oc #twst oc writing #twst crowley #twst grim

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cuddyclothes · 9 months

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Okay, some Thoughts about Good Omens 2 and that ending and stuff

Disclaimer: I’ve never read the book. I’ve never heard the radio show. Beware, there is criticism under the “keep reading” as well as my analysis of the ending. I’m using male pronouns but feel free to substitute the ones you prefer.

I loved “Good Omens 2″. And have rewatched it at least three times, as well as having it on in the background. And watched clips on YouTube, especially of the ending. I’VE CRIED A FUCKING RIVER. The beginning with Angel!Crowley squealing and squeaking with happiness over his new universe is cute and heartbreaking.

And naked Jon Hamm! Who doesn’t love naked Jon Hamm? He is hilarious.

But here were my problems as I was watching it. First: Crowley’s present day hair. Hated it, hated it, hated it. The little curl bobbing around when he moved his head kept distracting me. It was a beautiful red first season, and all of the hairstyles were lovely, especially when it was long!!

What’s with the color and curls? Aziraphale’s hair is still the same. And no full-on serpent eyes!

And no odd little noises. What happened to the odd little noises?

The plot was thin. Hanging the whole thing on something as small as Gabriel’s disappearance after the enormity of S1 left it a tad lacking. The Nazi zombie “minisode” was irritating. If you’re going to have Nazi zombies, don’t let them stumble out and kill more people! Also, it was so SATISFYING when they were killed. (Does that count as retcon?) The zombies were mainly there so we could watch Aziraphale play with the feather boa and be flustered all over the place. It was so unnecessary. It would have been better minus Nazi zombies. But zombies are all the rage these days, so I guess you have to have them.

I’m generally down with the horror side of things, except for those poor graveyard guards, doomed to fall forever. And why did Maggie love Nina so much? Nina was basically a grump who barely smiled and certainly gave her no encouragement. I know they were supposed to mirror the main couple but it was pretty weak tea. The more anvilicous, the less enjoyable. Seriously, I didn’t give a shit. The only part I liked was when they told Crowley to back off.

While I knew when watching that the series was mostly fan service on a silver platter garnished with parsley, I still enjoyed it. I would watch Michael and David talk about coding. (In my day we’d say read the phone book but do phone books even exist any more?) However, again, my toes are broken from all of the anvils. I squirmed at how shameless it was. I knew there would be fan art and fan fiction and GIFs out the wazoo, so who am I to piss on somebody else’s fun? But for me, there were moments when I wanted to say, “tone it down a little! We get it!”

Especially since Aziraphale was such a prissy little fluff ball through the whole season. Does anyone else think S1 Aziraphale would have been a ferocious warrior when the demons showed up? Rather than “oh dear, here girls, you fight the devil’s army!” He could have yeeted the demons into the holy circle! By the way, who made the holy circle? When he calls, “Anybody there?” who answered?

And, and, AND there was no significant fights between Aziraphale and Crowley! Remember “How can somebody so clever be so stupid!”? When the conflict between the main characters is insignificant (until the end) it diminishes the whole stakes. Which is why I feel like the ending was hastily slapped on, even if it did rip my heart out of my chest.

But I’ve thought a lot about the ending, and I think Metatron played Aziraphale like a harpsichord. Do you think for one minute Metatron thinks Aziraphale could lead Heaven and a huge project like the Second Coming? Of course not, he thinks Aziraphale is a chump. Azi will think he’s in charge while Michael and Uriel walk all over him.

Aziraphale didn’t want to go to Heaven, but Metatron flattered him AND offered to let Crowley return as bait. That did it, because Azi can be an idiot at times. Remember how he thought he could go have a word with Heaven and straighten everything out in S1? When Crowley says no, Aziraphale has made a promise and I don’t recall him ever being able to break a promise. When they kiss he’s hopelessly confused and crying.

Metatron comes along, Azi almost protests that he doesn’t want to go, but again, he made a promise. This is just me, but when he’s in Heaven’s elevator, as we watch it go up, we see him slowly being brainwashed

#cuddyclothes has thoughts #good omens 2 #aziraphale ooc #ending #metatron is a total bastard #why nazi zombies #series problems #i still loved it don't @ me #thin plot #too much fan service #michael sheen #david tennant

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writer-akihiko · 3 years

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Hi! If that's okay could i request some angst for the first years (+Grim, Crewel and Crowley? Platonic only for them)

MC/Yuu runs away from NRC due to all the shit they've been put through because of Crowley not doing his job, they do finally find them some days later but MC refuses to go back to NRC and tells Crowley that they despise him.

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First Years + MC Running Away [+Plat!Crewel & Crowley]

I love the angst for this, and planning the emotions that they would feel! The dorm leaders also make a cameo in Crewel and Crowley's part. Cut for length.

Warnings: Angst, Mentions of Emotional Manipulation, Curse Words, Wounds and Mild Violence. Please read at your own discretion.

"I'm not going back."

"Wh... What?" He was astonished. "YN... I've looked far and wide for you- please-"

No words left his mouth as you stepped away from him, tears in your eyes and you were going to make a run for it again.

Sebek Zigvolt

Sebek was in a dilemma. He wanted to go back to NRC because of Malleus, but you refused to. You still meant a lot to him of course, but he still wanted to stay in NRC. He reached out to you, holding you in place with his Fae strength.

"YN, we have to go back. Please don't be unreasonable," He begged. There was no way he wasn't going without you.

You shook your head, trying to tug against Sebek as much as possible. There was no way you could fight against him, and you wouldn't want to hurt him either. "Sebek... Sebek just let me go. I'm just a human and..."

The moment was ruined with Crowley showing up, yelling at Sebek to bring you back. You mustered as much of your voice as you could. "No! Don't take me back!" You screamed at Sebek, who was holding you in a lock. "I hate him! I hate him, don't do this to me Sebek!"

His grip almost loosened at you saying you hated Crowley. Actually, he thought it was directed at him. It took a lot of effort for Sebek not to cry because he knew. He knew how much you didn't deserve the things you faced. The Overblots, the treatment and sheer alienation from other students, Crowley's neglect... He knew.

He blamed himself for getting so caught up in what his Master was doing that he forgot to care about you. When he found out that you ran away, he felt as if he deserved it. He pulled you in, tucking you against his chest and allowing you to cry.

He didn't bring you closer to the others, neither did he bring you away. He kept you close to him, as your tears stained his perfect uniform. Not a word came from him when you cried into him. It was kept that way, as the half-Fae dared to growl at Crowley and anyone else that took a step closer to you.

"YN... You're safe with me, alright?"

Ace Trappola

He told himself that he wouldn't get mad, but your refusal just rubbed salt in wounds as he remembered the sleepless nights of trying to find you. Beneath all of it, he was scared. He was scared that he lost you to some one else. He was scared that this world never suited you, and you finally went to your own, leaving him alone.

"What do you mean you're not going back?! YN, stop screwing around with me!" He screamed, throwing his magic pen to the ground. At this point, he was pissed about anything relating to magic. Magic was useless when it came to finding you.

"I'm not going so leave me alone Ace..." You told him, tears nearing at your eyes. "I don't want to. I don't want to. I'm done with Crowley's shit and I'm done with NRC."

You took a running start, but Ace caught you, pushing you to the ground. His expression caught you off-guard. He was crying, eyes puffy and tired as his face was pale, as if he hadn't gotten enough sleep.

"You're done?! How could you... I..." He didn't know what to say. You were right. You had dealt with enough. You never deserved it... If it weren't for him and his troublemaking ways... Maybe you wouldn't have to suffer...

"I'm sorry..." He coughed out, his voice strained. He kept you pinned on the ground, as his tears flowed with yours. "I'm sorry for being an idiot. I'm sorry for dragging you into trouble. I know you don't deserve it but I'm an asshole that does anyway..."

"Ace..."

"But!..." He went on, his eyes glossing over as he admired you once again. Oh... you were beautiful to him, even if you were crying in his arms. "But I'm selfish. I didn't want to let you go so I went after you instead... So hit me if you want, scream or punch me... I don't care, just don't leave me."

He sat up, pulling you into his lap, his chin under your head. "I was so lonely without you YN..."

"Godammit I love you..." He choked out, his tears never-ending. You both sat there, hugging each other as if it were your last days. You didn't dare to let go of him this time.

Deuce Spade

He didn't know how to respond. All he knew was that he had to hold onto you before you ran away from him once again. "YN... Wait... Don't leave!"

He wondered if he even made the right choice to stay on the side of bringing you back. From just the look of you, he knew you were tired. He knew those responsibilities were never yours. Your suffering just proved to Deuce how powerless he was. Maybe that's why he wanted to bring you back... as proof that he could do something for you.

"YN... I'm sorry..." He said, holding you close to him. There wasn't a thing he could do for you. All you went through... It was Crowley's irresponsibility. He did this to you. Deuce's grip tightened on you, as he though of what it could've done to your psyche. "YN... YN... I'll make sure he doesn't touch you. I'll make sure that he never comes near you again... YN, you trust me right?"

For all the times he wasn't with you, he was determined to make up for it. Deuce wasn't going to let you suffer through this alone, even if it means he gets hurt. It was better for him to get hurt than you, even though he was so desperate to ask Crowley to find you.

You nodded, hiding into Deuce's chest. His heart was beating so fast, most likely from the never ending search for you. You never regretted running away, but you missed Deuce and your other friends, and Grim too. The one thing you regretted was accepting Crowley's offer to stay here.

"I don't care what you do to me," You told him. "Just don't take me back. I don't to go back. I don't want to go back to NRC..." Your body trembled at the thought of moving back to NRC, but all thoughts of it were abandoned as you saw Crowley approach you.

You screamed, but he never touched you. Deuce stood in the way, as he shielded you with his own body. He pushed you back, as he grabbed tightly onto his magic pen. Abandoning all morals of propriety, he glared hard at the principal.

"...Don't touch her."

Jack Howl

He wasn't going to let you run away this time. "Don't move."

Jack couldn't believe that he found you so quickly. No, that wasn't it. He couldn't believe that you were still here. Despite him having a scent on you, you could've been miles away without him knowing. He thought you went back to your own world. He thought you hated him, but by the way you hugged him, it reassured him of any thoughts he had.

There was not single part of you that did not tremble when Jack told you he wanted to take you back. Your sheer refusal turned into an argument quickly, as you listed all the sufferings you went through. It was confusing and agonising for Jack to listen to you. He knew you needed this, but some of the things you said sent shivers down his spine.

"I…"

"It's okay YN. You don't have to go back," He whispered to you. Jack's ears flattened as yours tears made your eyes puffy. He got flustered since he didn't know how to comfort you any further, busying himself with wiping away your tears instead.

Jack was sharp. He knew Crowley was out to get you, even if you didn't want to. He wanted the easy way out, but Jack wasn't going to give him the chance. There was no reason why Jack shouldn't help you… but he'd be lying if he weren't scared of what would happen if you both were caught.

You and Jack had the same train of thought, so you shook your head. "No Jack… I have to…" You told him, your voice raspy. "You already found me and there's no use. You… You can't outrun him with me…"

Jack growled, baring his teeth at the person who caused you such misery. His claws were out, as he hid you behind him. You didn't make a sound, paralysed by the very person that pulled you in this hell. You only met eyes with Crowley for a moment, as the world swirled around you.

"I know I can't… But I'm sure as hell am going to try…" Jack ran away from the principal, with you tightly in his arms as he made a run for it.

Epel Felmier

He was more than angry. He never understood why you and him but now it was evident. It was because both of you were stubborn. You both always tried to grasp what you wanted, and in the light of attaining it, you both always made a run for it. For him it was power… and for you, it was freedom.

"Damn it!..." He cursed underneath his breath, quickly removing his jacket and covering your head in it. You were probably hungry and tired. You were probably scared. What was he supposed to do?...

How did it come to this? He was supposed to be the one that supported your desires, no matter how big or small as you did the same to him. But now, with him using Crowley to get to you… What was he doing? This was hurting you, not helping you.

He moved away from you, ripping off the magical tracking device off of him. "You damn liar!" He screamed. "How dare you hurt her like this… Do you think I'm some stupid puppet?! Like hell you're gonna reach her with my help!"

Epel stomped and tore the device apart, grunting at every time the magic deflection hit him. He didn't stop, ripping further into the grass as he cried for your sake. He never meant to do this to you. He got up, taking you by the wrist and pulling you much deeper into the forest.

"YN… YN we have to go. They were tracking me and they- they might…"

You stopped in your tracks.

"YN?"

You hugged Epel, holding him tight. He snapped out of his delusions, turning to panic about your well-being. "Are you hurt? If you can't walk I'll carry you, but we have to get away-"

"Stop Epel," You said, taking his hands into yours. "Stop… It's okay… I'm okay… I can't make it any further and I don't blame you… I just… wanted it to not hurt for a bit."

He broke down in your arms, as you both collapsed to the ground. Filled with exhaustion, you could only grip to his hands weakly. Before your eyes darkened, you remembered his last words.

"I'm sorry…"

Divus Crewel

He's horrified at your state. All his emotions were bottled for the time being. There was no reason for a puppy like you to be exposed to such horrid emotions from him. He shrugs off his fluffy coat, covering you in the coat, as he carries you in the coat.

Dire was quick to catch up to him, but alas, all that Divus had for him was disappointment. Even from teacher to teacher, no… even from magician to magician… all respect for Dire that he had vanished. The dorm leaders caught up with the principal, and from the looks of it, they were horrified.

"For this puppy to end up like this…"

No, he couldn't get angry now. He had to be the example to other students. Rosehearts, Al-Asim and Ashengrotto were in tears, while Draconia and Kingscholar were murderous. If it weren't the difference of authority, Divus would bet those two would maul Dire where he stood.

"Draconia. Schoenheit. Take YN away and treat her wounds," He commanded. Still wrapped in his coat, Malleus brought you to the others, as Vil observed for any of your wounds. Divus signalled the other students away as he took off one of his gloves, glaring at Dire. "I need to talk with the principal."

Dire was still, as Divus delivered a clean punch across his face. There was no need for further violence. It'd be an insult to what you suffered. Divus grabbed Dire by the collar, almost sneering at him. "Did you realise what you've done to that puppy? She's scared, she's suffered all because of you."

He left Dire alone. It's what he deserved. There was nothing to be done. If he further pummeled the crow man, he might just kill him right then and there. Divus, for now, had to be by your side as your father figure and welcome you back safely to NRC as you were meant to be. Before leaving, he picked up his sullied glove from the floor, saying his last to Dire.

"You don't deserve to be her father."

Dire Crowley

He was ashamed to use his magic on you, but he had to prevent you from running. It was a necessary measure, but the real thorns were your words that pierced through his heart. You yelled insults, curses and cusses at him as if you were held at gunpoint, your lungs exhausted from the constant shrieking.

"No no! Let me go," You begged. "I hate you, I hate you I hate you!" You chanted it as if it were a spell. "I wish you never took me in. Don't touch me!"

The words were enough for the magic to weaken, granting you your escape. Dire was not swift enough, but the Dorm Leaders were. They heard everything, every complaint you threw at Dire and every insult you had for him. Malleus caught you, but as soon you knew it was him, you pushed him away.

"No… NO! I am NOT GOING BACK!" You cried, holding your head in your hands, crouching into a ball. Leona quickly knocked you out. If you went on, you would've hurt yourself and the injuries you sustained from running away was concerning enough.

Against all odds, those seven turned to the principal, with faces of betrayal. All you had been through… They did not realise what burden Dire, and subsequently, they placed on you.

"Crowley… you were never gracious."

Dire was hopeless. He couldn't comfort you, he knew he couldn't be forgiven. He stood in his place, accepting his fate at the moment. He couldn't ask for your mercy nor forgiveness, and perhaps that was his fate. To be cursed by whoever he neglected.

"Please, take care of her for now."

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bing-bang-bingo · 3 years

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- 4x3: c. 40:00 Cas comforts Dean after Mary makes a deal w/ Azazel

- 4x7: 15:50 Dean stops Sam from shooting Cas, then Sam mentions that he’s “heard a lot about him”

- 4x7: 39:00 Cas tells Dean he prayed he’d save the town, then he tells him about his doubts and Deans future troubles

- 4x10 & ???: Dean calls “last night on Earth” his best line. He uses this line on Cas

- 4x10: 27:15 “Castiel has this weakness. He likes you.”

- 4x10: 32:50 Cas looking jealous and sad when Dean kisses Anna

- 4x16: 7:30 Cas tells Dean he got in trouble for showing emotion and getting to close to Dean. 8:20 “I would give anything not to have you do this”

- 4x16: 39:00 Cas warns Dean to be careful while Dean is in the hospital, they discuss the first seal and saving Dean from hell

- 4x18: 31:30 Cas tells Dean how to save Sam from Lilith even though he’s not allowed to interfere

- 4x20: 38:00 Deans face when Cas tells him he “learned his lesson when he was in heaven”

- 4x22: 30:40 Cas considers rebelling for Dean. 33:00 He does. 35:20 He fights multiple Archangels for Dean

- 5x1: 5:45 Dean denies Cas’ death 8:25 “I learned that from my friend Cas you son of a bitch”

- 5x1: 31:00 Cas saves Sam and Dean from Zach

- 5x3: 6:10 Cas-“I need your help because your the only one who will help me”

- 5x3: 10:20 Dean fixes Cas’ tie and jacket

- 5x4: 38:50 “Don’t Ever Change”

- 5x8: 38:20 Dean makes Gabriel bring Cas back, then makes sure he’s okay

- 5x13: ?:?? Cas won’t let Dean meet with Anna because it’s not safe

- 5x17: 30:30 Cas and Dean discuss what it’s like to have a deadbeat dad

- 5x18: 25:15 Cas kicks Deans ass for trying to sacrifice himself

- 5x21: 3:50 Cas and Dean bickering like and old married couple then Cas gives Dean a heartfelt apology.

- 6x17: 18:55 “No you’re confusing me with the other angel, the one in the dirty trench coat who is in love with you.”

- 6x17: 38:00 Sam: “So you killed 50,000 people for us?” Cas: *looks at Dean*

- 6x19: 25:20 Bobby reassures Cas that they’ll be back soon, Cas acts like a worried and disappointed wife.

- 6x19: 36:25 Cas yelling “Dean!” when Eve bites him

- 6x19: 40:00 Dean is the only one who doesn’t think Cas is working with Crowley (he’s wrong but it’s sweet)

- 6x20: 4:50 Dean v v worried, “But Cas you’ll call right? If you get into real trouble?”

- 6:30 Crowley implies that Cas is distracted by Dean and tells him he reeks of the Impala.

- 7:20 Cas says that Dean taught him how to care and what to care about. Then Cas saves Sam (for Dean)

- 13:15 Cas says that the worst part of working with Crowley (basically his sworn natural enemy) is that it hurt Dean and that he hated lying to him.

- 25:20 Cas refuses to ask Dean for help because he has “sacrificed too much” even though it means Cas could die.

- 26:00 Crowley tells Cas he has a way for everyone to get a happy ending “with all possible entendres intended” while Cas stares longingly at Dean.

- 33:00 Dean is close to tears when he learns that Cas is working with Crowley, Cas says he did it to protect Dean.

- 35:25 “Dammit Cas we can fix this!” “Dean it’s not broken!” He then tells the boys to run from the demon cloud and Dean gives him the saddest look in the world before being forced to leave him behind.

- 38:00 Cas watches Dean sleep. “I’m doing this for you Dean. I’m doing this because of you!”

- 6x21: 22:40 “I do everything you ask. I always come when you call and I am your friend. Still despite your lack of faith in me and now your threats I’ve just saved you yet again. Has anyone but your closest kin ever done more for you?”

- 6x22: Dean to Cas- “Don’t make me lose you, too.”

- 7x2: 5:35 Dean nearly cries on screen when he thinks Cas is dead

- 7x17: Cas says “I remember ~you~” as soon as he regains his memories.

- 7x17: Cas ask why Dean didn’t tell him all the horrible things Cas did. Parallels the conversation Karen and Dean had about telling Bobby she remembered him killing her and her telling Dean that he had never been on love before.

- 7x21: The face Dean makes when he sees Cas again plus the prolonged eye contact when Cas says Deans name.

- 7x21: Hester telling Dean that when Cas first saved him from Hell he was lost- parallels- Lucifer/Jess saying she was dead the moment she met Sam.

- 7x23: 8:50 “Go ask him. He was your boyfriend first.” Meg to Dean about Cas

- 7x23: 32:45 “I’m sorry but I’d rather have you, cursed or not.”

- 7x23: 36:50 Cas steps in to protect Dean despite spending the whole season avoiding fighting and saying he won’t fight.

- 8x2: 25:00 Cas ran away to keep the Leviathans away from Dean. Dean refuses to leave purgatory without Cas.

- 8x7: 20:30 Deans reaction to seeing Cas all cleaned up.

- 8x7: Dean convinced himself that it was his fault Cas was still in purgatory because he’s a sweet idiot boy who hates himself

- 8x7: 35:00 The whole Dean and Cas conversation about purgatory and Cas doing stuff that puts him in danger.

- 8x8: 12:30 Cas just casually going through Deans stuff and Dean not saying anything.

- 8x8: 13:00 Cas offering to watch over Dean while he slept

- 8x8: 15:15 Dean talks to Cas about feelings and heaven even though Dean hates talking about feelings.

- 8x17: Cas fights Naomi’s mind control for Dean

- 8x23: 22:50 Dean and Cas sadly discuss Cas closing the doors of heaven and say goodbye

- 9x1: Dean prays to Cas and tells him he isn’t mad about the angels falling.

- 9x1: Cas’ first instinct is to explain himself to Dean then to come help him.

- 9x1: Dean begs Cas to “for once, look out for yourself.”

- 9x3: 36:45 Dean to Cas after Cas came back from the dead “Don’t you ever do that again!”

- 9x6: Literally just Dean trying desperately the whole episode to hang out with Cas

- 9x10: 26:00 Dean and Cas talk about how Cas is doing and Dean offers him a rare sincere apology. Plus the “I prefer the term ‘trusting��. Less dumb, less ass.” dialogue

- 9x18: Cas’ little smile when Dean makes a joke about Honor Bars and Cas is just so happy to hear his voice.

- 9x18: Metatron’s illusion of Gabriel calls Cas Dean’s boy-toy

- 9x18: Cas can tell something is wrong with Dean, then Cas yells at Dean about getting the Mark of Cain

- 9x22: Cas chooses Dean over all of Heaven once again

- 9x22: The Cas and Dean conversation about the three of them being enough when an army wasn’t and Cas giving up an army all for Dean

- 9x23: “I’m blaming you for taking Cas’ grace.”

- 10x1: 5:00 Cas about Dean- “I miss him.”

- 10x2: 9:00 Cas’ reaction to learning that Dean is a demon

- 10x3: The conversation between Dean and Cas at the end of the episode. “You look terrible” “You on the other hand, your looking good.”

- 10x5: Deans reaction to Cas and Dean actors hugging and holding hands

- 10x5: “Put as much sub into that text as you possibly can.” *looks directly at fake Cas*

- 10x9: 15:00 Cas tells Dean he’s a good role model. Then asks him if he’s okay and when Dean lies and says he is he pushes it further. Dean makes Cas promise to kill him if he goes Dark

- 10x22: Dean and Cas fight and parallel Cain and his Wife.

- 10x23: Dean sees Cas’ bloody face in the mirror

- 11x1: Cas being more worried about Dean than himself even though Cas is under a spell that will kill him.

- 11x2: Dean calling Cas and stressing out when he doesn’t answer

- 11x3: Dean trying to coax Cas out of the attack dog spell, refusing to fight back when Cas was attacking, freaking out when Cas took a minute to wake up, refusing to let Cas heal him (because he “had it coming”), and refusing to let Cas apologize (because “there’s nothing to apologize for”).

- 11x10: “Dean, I came as soon as you called.” Also: “Stick your tongue out.” Dean-*does*

- 11x11: Dean realizing that something is wrong with Cas (while he is possessed by Lucifer)

- 11x11: Mildred says that Dean is pining for someone else(probably meant to be a reference to Amara, but she told him this after he had seen Cas for the first time in a few days.)

- 11x14: The sadness on Deans face when he realizes Cas is Lucifer and then his determination to save Cas

- 11x15: Dean getting kinda dark when he talks about what he’s willing to do to save Cas and he prioritizes saving Cas over bearing Amara.

- 11x17: Dean once again prioritizing saving Cas over saving the world. Sam reassuring Dean that they’ll save Cas (even though Dean didn’t say anything about what was upsetting him)

- 11x17: The camera zooming in on Dean after Michelle says that there is no normal after losing the man you love.

- 11x18: Dean refuses to put Lucifer in the cage or let him fight Amara while using Cas as his vessel.

- 11x18: The difference in the way Dean looks at Lucifer vs at Cas

- 11x18: Dean about Cas: “Lets go find that idiot and bring him home.”

- 11x19: Dean has been looking for leads non stop for a week since Amara took Cas

- 11x21: Amara uses Cas’s heart to find Dean, then shows Dean images of Cas beaten and bloodied to convince him to turn against Chuck

- 11x23: Dean’s face when he realizes Cas is back and Lucifer is gone.

- 11x23: Dean tells Cas he isn’t stupid and that he always helps

- 11x23: Cas: “Dean are you okay? How do you feel?”

- 11x23: Cas hugging Dean super tight before he goes off to die. Dean entrusting his life’s purpose (look after Sam) then thanking him for everything.

- 12x1: Cas seeing that Dean is alive and hugging him while his voice breaks.

- 12x1: Cas taking the job Dean have him very seriously

- 12x2: Dean adorably venting to Cas about his mommy-issues

- 12x3: Dean- “Morning sunshine want some coffee.” Cas- “No thank you.”

- 12x7: “Well at least I don’t look like a lumberjack.” They are such husbands

- 12x7: “Engaged in what Cas? killing you?”

- 12x8: Cas being so worried about what happened to Sam and DEAN that Kelly escaped.

- 12x9: Mary-“You left them!” Cas- *voice breaking* “Dean told me to go!” Also, just Cas looking so hard for them.

- 12x9: Cas blaming himself for Sam and Dean being taken

- 12x9 Cas knowing how long the boys have been gone down to the hour.

- 12x9: Cas’s voice and eyes when he hears Dean’s voice on the phone.

- 12x9: Cas killing Billie because “You mean too much to me” and “The world needs as many Winchesters as it can get.”

- 12x10: Poor Sam having to deal with Cas and Dean while they fight like an old married couple.

- 12x10: Dean immediately telling Ishim to go to hell when he insults Cas

- 12x10: Sam telling Dean to go to Cas when Dean thought Cas was in trouble

- 12x10: Cas immediately believing Dean about Ishim even though they’re mad at each other. Dean about to let Ishim kill him to save Cas.

- 12x10: Ishim comparing Dean and Cas’s relationship to Ishims relationship with his human lover, then saying he was going to cut Cas’s human weakness

- 12x11: “And Cas is my best friend.”

- 12x12: Dean about Cas- “My shy but devastatingly handsome friend here...”

- 12x12: Dean stressing out and voice breaking as he tries to comfort poisoned Cas

- 12x12: LITERALLY TOLD DEAN THAT HE LOVED HIM WHILE CAS WAS DYING

- 12x12: *looking at Dean* “I love you.” Then adds “I love all of you”

- 12x12: Cas- “Run.” Dean- “Cas, no.”

- 12x12: The look Dean gives Cas when he won’t stop staring at him after he’s healed.

- 12x14: Dean says some very harsh stuff to Mary after finding out the reason they Cas almost died at the lake house was because Mary was working for the British Men of Letters

- 12x15: Dean could tell something was up with Cas after talking to him for less than a minute, over the phone.

- 12x18: Sam trying to make Dean feel better about not hearing from Cas.

- 12x19: Dean literally always acting like a scorned wife when Cas comes back after long periods of time

- 12x19: Dean made Cas a mixtape

- 12x19: Cas- “I ~needed~ to came back here with a win for you.”

- 12x19: Cas- *gesturing between Dean and himself* “You mean... we?” Dean- “Yes, dumbass, we.”

- 12x23: Dean screaming for Cas when he attacks Lucifer and trying to chase after him forcing Sam to drag Dean back through the rift. A direct parallel to Dean pulling Sam away from Jess and the fire in Pilot

- 12x23: Dean kneeling next to Cas’s dead body looking up at the sky completely devastated.

- 13x1: Dean couldn’t bring himself to say dead when referring to Cas

- 13x1: Dean PRAYED to GOD to bring Cas back

- 13x1: “We just lost ~everything~. And now you’re gonna bring ~him~ back.”

- 13x1: Dean personally wrapping Cas’s body and giving him a hunters funeral.

- 13x1: The look of complete devastation on Dean’s face when he burns Cas’s body.

- 13x3: Dean refusing to help save Jack because he blames him for manipulating Cas and getting him killed.

- 13x4: The Empty to Cas: “I know what you love, what you fear. There is nothing for you back there.” He loves Dean and Cas fears that Dean doesn’t love him back.

- 13x5: Sam being worried about Dean who has given up all hope since Cas died.

- 13x5: Dean being so distressed thinking Cas is gone forever that he tries to kill himself

- 13x5: Dean seeing Cas alive again and they both have tears in their eyes.

- 13x6: Dean hugging Cas and saying he’s been gone for “too damn long”

- 13x6: Dean being immediately happier and nicer to everyone once Cas is back

- 13x6: Cas saying “Yes. Yes, he does” (in response to Jack saying Dean really likes cowboys) with the tone of an exhausted spouse.

- 13x6: “I told you, he’s an angry sleeper. Like a bear.”

- 13x6: Dean made Cas watch Tombstone with him.

- 13x6: Dean and Cas dresses like cowboy husbands.

- 13x6: Cas saying “I’m your huckleberry” to Dean in a deep accent and Dean looking away.

- 13x6: Their undercover names are Russel and Kilmer

- 13x14: The whole scene where Cas and Dean fight Gog/Magog and act like an old married couple.

- 13x14: The angry, dark look Cas gives Donatello when he tries to kill Dean

- 13x16: “Dean has him by the thigh!” Cas, jealously: “He ~what~?”

- 13x16: “and that includes the Cartwright twins.” Cas, again jealously: “what did you do with the Cartwright twins?”

- 13x19: Cas angrily confronting Naomi about forcing him to kill a bunch of Dean clones.

- 13x21: Cas secretly sliding Dean more pizza when Mary and Sam left the room.

- 13x21: Cas having to hold Dean back from going after Sam. Dean would have beat the shit out of anyone else who tried to stop him.

- 13x23: Cas trying to stop Dean from giving himself to Michael even if it meant losing Sam AND Jack

- 13x23: Cas sitting alone in the bum jet with tears in his eyes after Dean left

- 14x1: Demon: “How is it you lost Dean. I thought you two were joined at the... everything.”

- 14x1: Dean trying to save Cas from Lucifer then vs Cas trying to save Dean from Michael now

- 14x3: The look that Dean and Cas give each other when Dean comes home.

- 14x9: Cas almost being happy seeing Dean happy. And then having to force himself to not be happy so he doesn’t die.

- 14x12: Cas being phased at Dean for wanting to put himself in the box with Michael forever

- 14x14: Cas is the only Dean will let talk to him about Michael and be honest about how Dean feels

- 14x14: “No, it’s on us.”

- 14x14: Cas’s voice breaking when he talks about the possibility of Dean dying one day.

- 14x18: The pure self loathing in Cas’s eyes when he feels like he failed Dean by not telling him about Jack’s soul.

- 15x2: “You asked ‘what about all of this is real?’ We are.” THE MOST ROMANTIC LINE EVER. (Plus later Eileen and Sam have the same conversation but they get to kiss because homophobia)

- 15x9- 20:00 Dean said that they lost everyone they cared about, then added Cas specifically. Then he says “I had to bury him” not “we”

- 15x9- 23:00 Dean cries when he can’t find Cas. Then he prays to him and apologizes for letting him go. He falls to his knees praying to him and fully crying

- 15x12: “I created the world.” *shows Destiel*

- 15x15: This time when Dean sees Cas leaving the bunker, he stops him. (In reference to Cas saying “you didn’t stop me” when Dean got mad at him for leaving)

- 15x16: This is the the only version of Cas that rebelled for Dean. This universe is literally being saved repeatedly because of Cas’s love for Dean

- 15x18: CAS CONFESSES HIS LOVE TO DEAN then goes to mega hell for being gay

Anyway, Cas loves Dean and Dean LOVES HIM BACK, OKAY?!?!? Feel free to add more

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meganlpie · 2 years

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Puppies

Based on this request: Could you write a Sam x fem!reader x Dean? The reader was at the bunker was Castiel appears with 3 puppies. Cas tells the reader that the puppies are Sam, Dean and Gabriel (Doesn’t matter what breeds they are). The reader could also shift into a dog and takes care of the three, almost like a mother dog would. Few days later, as the reader woke up in the morning in her bed. She felt two bodies beside her, as she looks. Sam and Dean are back in their normal forms. And Gabriel as well, but he left

Here you are, lovelies! I do not own ANY SPN characters. They belong to the writers/creators of the show.

Warnings: SPN-type magic. Humor. Almost a crack-fic??

Pairings: fem!reader, Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Gabriel(sort of), Castiel, Crowley. No real pairing here.

A scream escaped your lips when you turned around to find Castiel standing in the kitchen with 3 puppies in his arms. "Cas, what the hell?!" you cried once your heart slowed down again. "Why do you have puppies? Dean's gonna kill you for bringing dogs into the bunker…especially the kitchen." Castiel handed the puppies to you. "I do not think he'll mind. Dean is one of the puppies…Sam and Gabriel are the other two."

"H-How?" Castiel went into detail of how Gabriel had managed to piss of a coven of witches. One witch had decided to help, but had gotten the transportation spell wrong, thus the two puppies now sniffing around the kitchen and the third in Castiel's arms. "Oh…okay then. Well, I guess we're going to have to figure out how to get them back. Uh, which one is which?" you asked and Castiel shrugged a little. "I'm not certain, but perhaps if we say their names, they might respond."

The puppy in his arms wiggled, jumping on the counter and instantly diving into the pie you'd gotten in preparation for the hunters' return. You and Castiel looked at each other and, in unison, declared, "Dean." The puppy popped his head out of the pie long enough to give a little yip before diving back in. You rolled your eyes fondly and picked him up. He struggled against you, but you placed a kiss to the top of his head and he stopped, nuzzling into you.

The other two puppies began playing tug-of-war with one of your shirts. "SAM!" you snapped and one puppy let go to look at you. He stared up at you with those literal puppy dog eyes and you nearly melted. That was SO much more effective this way. Still, that was one of your favorite shirts. "Leave it. And Gabriel?" The third puppy yipped and you glared a little. "Stay out of my clothes."

Your warnings worked for all of five minutes before all three of them were fighting and rolling around the bunker. "This isn't going to work," you told Castiel, "They need an authority figure. Another dog to get them all to listen." You glanced at the angel. "You can't make yourself into a dog, can you?" Castiel gave you a look that told you that he was completely unamused. "Of course not, Y/N." You sighed a shrugged, muttering that it didn't hurt to ask.

"Maybe we could-" Castiel started, but stopped when he saw you reaching for your phone. "Is now really the time to get lost in the TikTok?" You arched a brow at him. "I don't want to hear it, Cas. Who was it I got watching funny cat videos the last time we were on a hunt together? Besides, I'm not using an app. I'm calling someone who owes me a favor."

"Hello, Kitten," Crowley's voice practically purred from the speaker on your phone. "Crowley, you know that favor you owe me? Time to cash in."

*short time skip*

You looked up as Castiel frowned. "Are you sure this is a good idea?" he asked. Crowley's shoulders raised in a little shrug. "No, but what Kitten wants, she gets. Now, pet," he said, turning to you. You cocked your head to the side to indicate that you were listening. "The spell will only last until the boys are human again. Hopefully that won't be too long. I'd hate to never see your smiling face again."

Before you could stop yourself, a happy BARK! sounded from you. You glanced over at the nearest reflective surface. Sure enough, Crowley's spell had worked. You were now a four-legged man's best friend with the ability to think and hear like a human instead of dog. Being so close to the ground was odd though. You were so lost in looking at your reflection that you nearly forgot the purpose of the spell. That is until three little puppies began yipping at you.

You let out a soft little growl, indicating to the puppies that they needed to behave. To your surprise they actually listened and you were pleased. At least now they wouldn't trash the bunker too badly. Unfortunately you now had three shadows that wouldn’t stop following you everywhere.

For the next few days, Sam, Dean, and Gabriel followed you around everywhere you went. When they got to playing and grew too wild, you were able to round them up again with either a growl or giving them a little nudge with your nose. Dean liked to try and run between your feet while Sam tried to ride on your back (probably as payback for all the piggyback rides you often asked him for). Gabriel simply wandered around looking for mischief when you let him.

Honestly, if anyone had told you that being turned into a dog and looking after three puppies was tougher than hunting, you would have laughed in their faces. Now you knew better. It was exhausting and you couldn't wait for your boys to be back to normal. You just wanted things to be the way they were. About a week later, you got your wish.

You woke up feeling warm air fanning your face. You let out a groan, using your hand to bat at whatever it was. "OW!" Your eyes flew open at the sound of the voice you knew well. "Sam?" you questioned before noticing the weight across your stomach. You glanced back and saw Dean now staring at you wide-eyed. "Dean?" Both brothers nodded, red-faced. While sharing a bed with one of the brothers was nothing new, the three of you hadn't been in such close quarters in your down time. Thank goodness that Gabriel seemed to have left already. You sighed, reaching up to run your hand over your face and that was when you noticed something.

"WHY ARE YOU NAKED?!"

(a/n: I hope you like it!)

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gabriels-wings-of-freedom · 2 years

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Can we get #69 with Cas where the reader finally comes undone and confesses to him 😊

Sure thing!💖 I hope I don’t make it seem too angsty or anything🤞 but there might be so, warnings

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When I Needed You

It's so hard to love someone that doesn't seem to grasp the concept of love.

#69 “Every time I look at you I feel my heart breaking, because I need you, desperately, and you never notice.”

Castiel took too many things literally. It was hard for him to understand a person’s true feelings. However, it wasn’t his fault. He was an angel; they were created to follow orders and that was that. They weren’t meant to understand feelings whether it be their own or others.

That’s why it hurt you so badly.

Even more so when you and the boys figured out he sided with Crowley in his search for Purgatory. Castiel insisted that he was doing this for the greater good, for your protection. However, he didn’t see how much this betrayal had hurt you.

He didn’t see how much you loved him. How much you needed him.

“This is the last time we trust an angel.” Dean growled. He was almost more furious than you, if that were possible. However, you were actually more sad than furious. The worst part being that no one could know why.

“Y/N? Are you okay?” Sam asked from his place on the couch. You hadn’t even noticed that you started to cry. Sam, Dean, and Bobby all stopped talking and stared at you.

“I’m fine.” You choked out before standing up and leaving the house. All three of the guys watched you leave.

“What was that about?” Bobby asked, while Dean shrugged.

“This must hurt Y/N a lot. I mean, she does care for Cas deeply.” Sam stated as if it were an obvious fact. This caused Dean to give him a crazy look.

“How can you tell that?” He asked his brother, who just shrugged.

“How can you not.” Sam replied in a nonchalant tone with a frown on his face, understanding love when he sees it...

Meanwhile, Cas has been watching this whole thing from the veil, unbeknownst to everyone. Hearing that you cared for him deeply confused him. I mean, they all to seem to have some sort of care for him. When you started to cry though, he felt something pull at his heart.

He followed you outside.

It was raining slightly as you walked amongst the broken-down cars. It masked your tears as you hugged yourself tightly, the rain seeping through your clothes. Against your better judgement, even knowing he might not come, you tried to call Castiel.

You had something you needed to tell him.

“Cas...if you still have an ounce of care in your heart for any of us...would you please show yourself to me.” You cried out, the last of your words making your breath hitch. Almost immediately, there was the sound of wings.

“I’m here, Y/N.” Castiel’s voice nearly broke your heart. It’s been how long now since you’ve last heard it. Slowly turning around, you met the eyes of the angel. You didn’t even know how to start this conversation.

“How are you doing?” As soon as he asked that, Castiel knew it was a stupid question. You gave him a look of disbelief.

“Is that all you have to say? After everything that’s happened?” You said to him, and Castiel looked down in shame. You were right, of course. He doesn’t have much right to ask that.

“Y/N, I showed up. I do care. I...was there something you needed?” The angel eventually said while taking a couple hesitant steps towards you. You hugged yourself further, the rain soaking you to the bone.

“I just have something I wanted to tell you.” You told him with a frown, and Castiel nodded slowly.

“Every time I look at you I feel my heart breaking, because I need you, desperately, and you never notice.” You confessed to him, wiping some tears from your cheeks. Castiel opened his mouth to say something, but no words came out.

“I need you Cas. I...I love you...Why couldn’t you ever see that?” You told him before shouldering your way by him, making your way towards the house to be as far away from the angel as possible.

“Y/N...can’t you see that’s why I’m doing this? I want you safe.” Castiel turned his head, but you were gone.

He was alone.

Castiel didn’t know why, but he felt this radiating emptiness after you said that and walked by him. It was like a piece of him had fallen out. Could it be that he cared for you as well? The angel did love you, he loved all of you, but it felt different with you.

You were right. Why couldn’t he see this sooner?

Looking over his shoulder, he used his angelic powers to locate you. However, he kept himself hidden from your sights. Seeing you sobbing on the steps to the house, soaking wet...he knew he didn’t need to cause you anymore pain.

Was this a part of loving someone? The angel had no clue. However, all he did know was that he had to take some small step in the right direction. So, he gave you one last longing and pitiful look.

Then he took that step...

When you finally cried out all you could cry, you walked back inside the house. The guys were just how you left them. Dean drinking, Bobby at his desk digging through some books, and Sam looking out the window while contemplating life. He turned to look at you when you came inside.

“Feeling better?” Was the first thing Sam asked, a slight smile on his face. In a way, he understood what you were going through.

“No...but I’ll be alright.” You told him while wiping at your face a bit. Suddenly, Dean looked like he saw a ghost, for lack of a better words.

“Where did you get that?” He demanded in a shocked tone while getting to his feet. It was then that Sam noticed too. Confused, you looked at yourself when you noticed something touching your shoulders.

It was Castiel’s beloved trench coat.

“Y/N...was Cas here?” Dean asked, and you didn’t even have the words to answer him. You were just as shocked as he was to find it draped around your shoulders, shielding you from the rain and wind.

Somehow, you couldn’t stop the smile that came to your face.

Meanwhile, Castiel watched you as you curled up on the couch with his beloved article of clothing. Despite Crowley and this whole mess, you still found some place in your heart to not despise him.

He started to smile as well, seeing you smile.

The angel just hoped you and him could get on good terms before it’s too late. He just wants to hear you say you love him one more time.

That’s when Castiel realized...he loved you too.

#supernatural #supernatural imagines #supernatural x reader #castiel #castiel x reader #castiel imagine

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zackcrazyvalentine · 3 years

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I ONLY SENT YOU SIMPING AND BRAINROT SCENARIOS TILL NOW SO HERE I COME WITH AN ANGSTY ONE

what if ever since mc came into twisted wonderland they’ve been slowly absorbing magic ? like their body started to adapt themselves to the logic of these worlds and its just accumulate inside of them

so they’re absorbing magic but the problem is they also absorbs the blot and since they don’t have anything to clear it it just stays stagnant .

life goes on grim’s overblot is over , but then mc fainted .

well i mean who wouldn’t be tired after such battle ? multiple persons have been injured so that isn’t really that worrying right ?

well mc isn’t waking up

one day , one week , and still no sign of mc waking up .

everyone is desperate for them to wake up but nothing works . none of the potions crewel and vil worked , sam’s friends on the other side don’t have any solution , and no matter how many dark spells lilia knows it surely doesn’t help him in any ways. heck crowley even put aside his pride and asked help from rsa’s headmaster

but one day they did wake up , but something wrong . their once bright eyes were replaced by lifeless orbs , as if all the light had been sucked from them .

grim has never so guilty in his life but tried to look on the brighter side of things ! he tell them about how ace and deuce are still as stupid as ever , how riddle went off on floyd again or the way epel mocks vil behind his back when his lessons are too harsh !

but even as he looks so happy , he can’t help but feel this immense void in his heart

“hey henchmen ... when are you coming back ?”

they don’t respond when you talk to them , when you touch them , they just stare into the void .

Anon..... oh, anon..... WHY MUST YOU DO THIS TO MY HEART ?!?!?! 😭💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔

I can tolerate and soak up that good angst of the boys feeling guilty for something that happened to MC......BUT GRIM?!?!?! MY HEART, DID YOU HEAR IT SHATTER?!?!?! 😭💔💔💔💔💔💔💔

THIS IS ANGST SO MUCH ANGST

[Anon's explanation about MC's state]

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MC is like doll now, only breathing and staring into the void. Sometimes, they follow a request or order given by someone.

Heartslabyul's tea parties aren't as merry as they used to be. MC just sits there, staring at their cup, occasionally taking sips when Riddle suggests them to try the warm drink. Ace and Deuce can't even crack a smile in the Prefect's presence, not when they're a hollow husk of their sassy self. Cater and Trey feel uncomfortable crossing stares with MC, they rarely look up from their cup or slice of tart. Deuce, more often than not, finds himself crying at night after the parties

Riddle is trying his best every night, searching through his mother's old books back home for a possible remedy... The pages are wrinkled from the many tears he's shed while reading, heart aching for their friend.

Ruggie feels his chores heavier than ever. It's because MC is no longer coming to lend a hand as they used to. The bags under his eyes became more prominent with how late he stays up, looking up at the ceiling as he keeps mourning for MC's lost soul.

Jack is seen more often in his wolf form, howling at the moon... Anything to shed his tears and scream his sorrow out in a less noticeable way. He often struts over to MC while they're sitting outside Ramshackle, and pushes his furry head into their lap and hands, wishing HOPING to one day feel their delicate hands pet him again.

Everyone can see how Leona secludes himself to his room, people have begun comparing him to Idia.... But, unlike what they think, he's not sleeping. On the contrary, he's staying awake, tearing through many books from his homeland about occult magic and resurrection. After all, only someone with enough money would be able to buy such forbidden knowledge.

He won't let his herbivore live on like this, not if his country knows a way to bring them back.

Azul could feel himself thread the edge of insanity. Would it kill him to go through a second overblot? ....would that be better than living on without MC's company?

He will search far and wide through all of Wonderland's oceans and lakes, lagoons and swamps, for a Unique Magic holder than can revert back the blot... or time.... He will give his everything away in a contract to have such magic as his

Jade and Floyd can see the deep cracks in Azul, he's turning into an unfit leader.... It would be best for them to take his role

But they don't want to, for their hearts are cracked like his

Floyd is easier to go on rampages, and Jade is so indifferent to the word outside of his hobbies. If it weren't for their collective love for MC, Floyd would have tried hurting them to see if that wakes MC up.

They never felt so empty and unamused

Kalim's heart physical aches whenever he sees Grim and MC. He's tried, tried all he could

Singing, dancing, playing music, throwing million parties, hugging them, whispering how much he loves them right on their ear... but nothing

He may not be the smartest, but the white haired boy is perseverant and eager to learn: he spends his days in the alchemy room along with Vil and Crewel, researching the poison that is a magician's blot

Jamil never felt so useless, mind clouded with many "if only" scenarios that make him blame himself for MC's situation

If only he hadn't overblotted, if only he hadn't sent them flying off to the ends of the earth, if only he had noticed the poison clinging to their soul sooner.... If only....

Why didn't he realize the blot developing in their body? It was only natural, after spending so much time in Twisted Wonderland without any buffer for the magical energy on this place

If only he could take their place...

Vil never left the alchemy room or Pomefiore's underground laboratory. He spent every day researching how to revert MC's ailments

He only ever left the labs to go into Ramshackle and help the Prefect prepare for the day. Whenever he got to putting on their makeup, Vil can't help but cry at how hollow and dull they look, when they used to be such a warm and radiant soul

Rook was on the same boat, taking his science club duties more serious than ever. He would search in every single ecosystem for any plant, mushroom, hunt down any animal, organ that was needed for even the slightest help for MC

And Epel.... All he could do was scream and punch his pillow, cursing fate and how sick the world is. What did an innocent, magicless person from another world do to deserve this?!

He will often go sit besides MC and carve apples for them, of their favorite flower, their zodiac sign, their favorite animal, and those carvings they loved most of his

...but the fruits will always rot, just like their once beautiful soul

Idia, who was already barely seen outside, hides deeper in his room

The internet is a place full of information, knowledge... Forbidden knowledge

The shut-in and his little brother are always monitoring EVERY SINGLE portal on the internet, be it on the surface or deep DEEP down in the depths

But what tortures him the most.... Is his very own room This is the place he mad many memories with MC in, every corner of his room echoes with their laughter and gentle voice Like a ghost haunting him from now until forever

Ortho is left to wonder how fickle a human's soul is, their body so fragile But was this really in their fate? Or was it an unexpected outcome not even destiny could foretell?

"I miss you... I want to play more. Wake up soon, [Name][Surname]-san" A strange wavering in his voice was heard, followed by a knot in his throat.

Diasomia dorm is always under a storm cloud, green lightning striking the ground surrounding it

Fae have magic beyond a simple human's comprehension, even more so dark fae There MUST be someone in Valley of Thorns that will heed the Prince's call for aid

"The story of old..." Malleus muttered one night, snapping even the sleep-prone knight into attention. "Calls... for True Love's kiss, after the princess was cursed."

Lilia can feel his heart ache for the young dragon. "These are very different situations, Malleus." Yet the bat utters no words

Sebek understands what his precious Lord is getting to. "I shall ask Grim to leave the door open tomorrow night."

Silver nodded along his fellow guard, "If there is anything we can procure, do not hesitate on asking for it, Malleus-sama"

Vanrouge sighed, "It doesn't hurt to try." "Steady heart, goal clear in mind. Do not waver in your actions, my Prince, hesitation never helps when working with curses."

The disheveled royal finally straightened up, eyes red and puffy from how long he's cried and how little he sleeps. "Sebek, go to Ramshackle. We must try it out... now"

Grim dealt with the worst blow

It unsettled him to live with such a different MC. Even the Ghosts were unsettled and hurting from what happened to their friend.

"But I will keep sleeping on your chest, ye hear?! As long as I keep hearing your heartbeat, I will guide you back with my warmth and my blue flames! Just.... just make sure to follow my path, yes?"

"[Name]... we miss you so much... don't leave yet, not yet, not like this..."

"Follow my flames, like I always followed your light... Please?"

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My heart was shattered right as I was all happy and giggly about Disney savvy MC stuff.... B O Y, WAS I NOT HAPPY ABOUT IT

SO NOW YOU COME SUFFER WITH ME

#zask #twisted wonderland #heartslabyul #savanaclaw #octavinelle #scarabia #pomefiore #ignihyde #diasomnia #angst #sips tears

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