Confident. Himbo. The school’s sweetheart—if Dean had a chance to grow up as a prince, he’d be the biggest freaking flirt. He’d do justice to his last name, and charm every maiden that crossed him in the hallway with his bright smile and equally-bright crown. He’d be a bit of a self-absorbed asshole, but don’t you worry. Soon he’d be transformed into a beast and he’ll learn his lesson. It won’t erase his cocky smirk and cheesy lines, though, he’ll never let go of those.
Sam Winchester as… Dexter Charming.
Sweet. Awkward. A complete lover boy—Sam would definitely be Dean’s shyer little brother. He’d be sweet, still very nerdy, and would hate when Dean embarrasses him in the hallway. He’d take every advanced class, whether they’re for royals or rebels, because he’d care more about learning than dumb labels—but also because there’s a beautiful, rebel girl who stole his heart, and he’ll keep following her around school like a puppy until she finally notices. Or until Dean gets tired of his pining and decides to expose him. Whatever happens first.
REBEL VERSION:
Dean Winchester as… Ramona Badwolf.
Snarky. Sarcastic. Has a bit of an attitude problem—Dean is the kind of guy that embraces the darkness within him. (or at least, he pretends like he does. But shhh, don’t expose him like that). He’d love to pull out his claws when he needs to, when a jock is getting a little too annoying or some douchebag thinks he can talk shit about his dad. But his favorite hobby is bothering Sammy, who’s just trying to survive school without ruining their family’s name. Dean would never actually expose him, but hex is it fun to tease the kid about it.
Sam Winchester as… Cerise Hood.
Quiet. Sarcastic. Flashes his fangs when he needs to—Sam has lived all his life trying to hide the darkness that lies within him. He’d been burdened with the responsibility of repressing himself for his family’s sake, working over time to hide his ears and hyperspeed while trying his best not to bite his brother’s head off. He’d prefer to keep mostly to himself, just because it’s safer, but he’d end up creating a little family for himself in Ever After High. And Dean can pretend to be an ass all he wants, but the moment someone threatens to expose Sam’s secret… Well, let’s say they won’t be going out on a full moon any time soon.
BONUS:
Dean Winchester as… Sparrow Hood.
Loud. A flirt. Has a passion for rock music—Dean would definitely be unstoppable if he’d ever picked up an electric guitar. Chicks dig the rockstar look, he looks fucking cool on a stage, and the studded jacket is badass as hell. He’d be a bit of an obnoxious, pretty boy ass, but he’d also take over his father’s legacy. Stealing from the rich to give to the poor, because who cares about those high-class pigs anyway? He’d definitely play free gigs in the forest for everyone, and then ask for a million gold charms when Principal Grimms wants them to play at the Thronecoming dance. He’d agree not to play any controversial songs, and then scream at the crowd to “fuck your destinies,” and do “whatever the fuck you want!”.
NOTES: guys GUYS. this took me a freaking year wtf. I was supposed to only do two (and maybe the bonus) but I got too carried away with it. I still loved how it came out, and I had so much fun with it. But because I literally finished this at four in the morning, I'm tagging y'all so at least someone sees this.
a/n: this will be in all lower case, if you have a problem we can fight. i’ll try my best with grammar, but i’m not making any promises. it’s almost 5am as I’m writing this, so be grateful you lucky bastards. also, this is my first time writing on this account!!! please follow, like and repost.
it was 7:56 am on a chilly, sunny saturday morning.
you woke up in your boyfriend’s bed, who was softly breathing beside you. the sunlight was peeking through the blinds, warm and golden. a robin chirped from the fence outside, its tune breaking the quiet.
you rolled over to face the boy beside you.
for a moment you stopped to admire him, the way the sun’s cozy rays danced across his face made you feel giddy.
he stirred a little.
you propped yourself up on your elbows and leaned over to kiss him on the forehead. his eyes fluttered opened, blinking a couple times as he adjusted to the light. he smiled up at you, a typical ravi smile, full of warmth and adoration.
“hi” you said quietly, looking down at him with love in your eyes.
“hi” he whispered right back. “what time is it?” he managed to get out, just before yawning.
“em, just about eight o’clock” you looked at the alarm clock on his bedside table.
he swung his legs over the edge of the bed and sat there for a second, his back to you. you came up behind him and wrapped your arms around his neck. “i should go before your parents get up” you kissed his neck and hopped off the bed to find your jeans.
he got up behind you and grabbed your arm, pulling you into his chest. “let me get you breakfast”
“no rav, it’s okay. i have to get home anyway” you replied pulling away and putting on your jeans.
“come on, love” he pleaded, sitting down at the edge of his bed.
you took one look at him and your heart couldn’t take it, you’d spend every breakfast with him for the rest of your life. “alright”
he smiled at you and put on his socks.
the walk to the diner usually didn’t take long, but the company was the best part.
you didn’t really have time to talk the night before, you were too busy wrapped up in each other to ask how the case with pip was going.
he’d been busy those past few weeks working on a case to prove his brother’s innocence, you’d try to be help here and there but you were so young when everything went down that you really didn’t have much to say.
you’d seen sal all the time before he passed, he was always so sweet to you, you knew his friends as well. you knew he was innocent, you supposed that’s why you and ravi stayed so close all these years.
“how’re things going with the case?” you asked, disrupting the comfortable silence of your walk.
“alright yeah. pips found more evidence.” he looked up from the path and at you.
“that’s great rav!” you said, excited. you knew how hard the loss of his brother had been on ravi, how hard it’d been on his whole family. you were glad that pippa had reached out, even if it was for selfish reasons at first.
when you got to the diner it was basically empty, apart from a few workers and an old man reading the news and drinking his coffee.
you sat down in a booth beside the massive window, the sun shining into your eyes. “what’re you thinking babe?” you asked ravi as he looked at the menu.
“dunno, pancakes probably. you?” he looked up from the menu, meeting your gaze. his eyes as brown as sticky molasses, you could look at them forever.
“i’ll probably do the same” you said, lost in him.
when your pancakes came, you wasted no time eating them. you laughed and joked together, how it’s meant to be, just you and him.
when you finished, you paid and walked out into the chilly air. “thanks for breakfast rav” you said reaching for his hand.
“thanks for coming with me” he replied squeezing it.
you didn’t care what people had to say about ravi and his family, you loved him and would for the rest of your life.
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