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[hiighlighterr]

domestic midam for the soul bcuz i uhhh felt like writing it

| RELATIONSHIPS: Michael/Adam Milligan| TAGS: POV Adam Milligan, Established Michael/Adam Milligan, Michael Loves Adam Milligan, Angel Marriage (Supernatural), Heaven, Domestic Fluff, Implied Sexual Content, No Smut| WORD COUNT: 4.4k | INSPIRED BY: Dead, Again by Jadu Heart (song)

Dying had been... not cool. Especially dying the first time. That one had been bloody and super painful. The ghouls who slaughtered him did so violently, viciously . But the second time hadn’t been so bad.  

   He’d died when he’d fallen into the pit, the muscle and flesh of his body being torn from his bones before it all disintegrated. Nothing living could enter the afterlife—both Heaven and Hell destroyed human vessels as they passed the boundaries. But in the way down into the Cage, Michael’s grace twined itself so tightly around Adam’s soul to protect it that the separation of the two became... impossible. At least in the Cage.  

   Which. That definitely caused some problems upon Adam processing that he was legitimately locked in Hell with Lucifer and he was dead , again. Adam started a lot of fights with Michael, scowling and scornful and aggressive with his words. It got so bad during that first year that Michael started avoiding the construct all together because he believed it was what Adam wanted.  

   It took Adam several lonely nights to realize that was not, in fact, what he wanted. It was actually something he vehemently despised. He got over his attitude towards Michael real fast after that rough week, and he’d realized that Michael... wasn’t so bad. Not in the slightest, actually. Actually, Michael was wonderful.  

   Fantastic, even. Great company. Chill guy. Generally nice to him. Sometimes they argued over silly things, like Adam accusing Michael of breathing too loudly during a movie (to which Michael scared the daylights out of Adam by just not breathing altogether). Or sometimes playful things like ice skating or pillow fights, both of which he had to teach Michael the appeal of, got a little rough.  

   Michael had started kissing the little mock injuries he got in the Construct at some point, and Adam never told him to stop.   

   Sure, he was dead, but Adam had never felt more alive than he did while he was tucked away in some corner of his mind with Michael. He’d never felt happier , and it was amazing. He’d gotten so attached to this life he had that he hadn’t thought it could’ve gotten better—until Michael proposed on what he said was the day of their first kiss. It had been hundreds of years and Adam only remembered their anniversary date, so he just took him on his word on that one and said yes. Obviously.  

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@theyonlyhadeachother sorry for taking so long to get this out hashtag hope you enjoy

[hiighlighterr]

yk i actually used to make like that really exaggerated “eww…” face against wincest until i stumbled upon THOSE tumblr accounts (do u guys know who im talking abt? im mainly talking abt @flowersintheimpala69 , @originalcrime , and @atticwifesam ) and now im ngl im obsessed

like this past month i’ve consumed more wincest content than i ever thought i would off both tumblr and ao3 and like.. holy shit? biblical shit, purity shit, all that fancy awesome yada yada well oh my god im hooked

[hiighlighterr]

literally hear me out on michael and adam going back to the graveyard where everything happened and then kissing and touching and loving in a half dug grave pls im not crazy plsplsplspls

[hiighlighterr]

as a wincest luvr im so tired of seeing hate on literally the cutest fluffiest destiel posts like guys what r we doing… how r we gonna hate the hellers for doing this to us and then do it right back… what happened to ship and let ship… what happened to if you dont like don’t interact…

[hiighlighterr]

SABRIEL

for the april monthly writing challenge hosted in the fanfic writers of supernatural fandom discord server!

| RELATIONSHIPS: Gabriel & Sam Winchester, Gabriel/Sam Winchester | TAGS: FFWotSPNF Monthly Writing Challenge, Pre-Slash, Fluff, Light Angst, Hurt/Comfort, beginning of time, they get together at the end | WORD COUNT: 7.4k | EVENT: (April) Monthly Writing Challenge from FFWotSPNF | PROMPT: (#2) "I missed feeling the sun on my skin." | INSPIRED BY: Brighter Than the Sun by Brick + Mortar

Gabriel remembers his creation. He felt the light of God on his face before the Sun was even made—and the two were completely incomparable. At least, at some point long ago, they were.   

   God’s light had been... like coming home. It was cool, soothing. It washed over His children like aloe on a burn, cradled them like a mother, assured them like a leader. It had been all encompassing, angels tripping over themselves just to get out of the shadows of everyone else. The archangels, though, had never struggled to feel it.  

   It was given freely to them, hashed out in excess to them. God had big plans for them, and they all knew, all steeled themselves for it. Gabriel tried, and God knew he tried. How could God not?   

   He’d always been more emotional than his brothers. They were all stony, strong. Hard to sway and incredible at accomplishing the ends no matter the means. Gabriel, however, was not like that. He was playful (or tried to be—humour wasn’t quite invented yet), he was hesitant, tentative, careful. Less quick to fall to Dad’s feet and barrel through to decimate just because He asked.  

   Something about him had been different. It must have been intentional, because God did not accept mistakes when creating the angels, but Gabriel, for a long time, didn’t understand why he was given a- a handicap . He had been born an outcast. The first human, or at least one could consider him that way. He had feelings. His responses to factors, tested like a guinea pig and Gabriel had never notice that he had been the outline for crafting humanity.   

   He was always given the easiest jobs, the path always of least resistance. Michael struck down their rebellious brother Lucifer, Raphael kept the armies in order, Lucifer held the Key, the Mark. Gabriel was a carrier pigeon. What he lacked in ferocity, he made up for in personality.  

   Gabriel made himself big . Gave himself a grand smile, tweaked and perfected humour, made animal amalgamations just to toss the ideas (except the platypus), worked his hardest to settle conflict. And for fuck’s sake, there was so much conflict. Always.  

   Lucifer glowering like a teenager when God found a new shiny toy. Michael torn between his unwavering loyalty to Dad and his love for his brother. Raphael fostering festering disdain for them all, arrogance and ego developing right under their noses into a superiority complex.   

   It made him miss when things had been simple. When it had just been them, and they’d been a family.   

   He’d been around when the universe was created, when the stars and the planets and every molecule of space dust had been carefully crafted under God’s hands. He’d watched like a curious child, peering over the shoulder of a being a billion times bigger than him. He’d watched God’s fingers work like those of a sculptor, carving out every valley and hollowing every cave.   

   He’d watched Him blow the winds over the Earth until they spun and twisted and danced on their own, watched Him pinch every blade of grass into a fine point, watched Him smile down at His creation until it pulsed hard at its core with a heart of its own.   

   Gabriel had been there when the Sun was made. When God poured in His anger and violence, the heavy hatred His sister fostered, the strength of a million tiny stars into it. When the fires took hold and scorched over the surface, burning brighter and brighter until it cast warmth over the Earth.   

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[hiighlighterr]

Sammy, Babydoll, It's Okay

transfem!sammy brain worm got to me after the tumblronians infected me </3 (jaykay i love it)

| RELATIONSHIP(S): Dean Winchester & Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester/Sam Winchester | TAGS: Trans Sam Winchester, MTF Sam Winchester, Gencest | Emotionally Incestuous but Non-Sexual Dean Winchester and Sam Winchester, Fluff, POV Dean Winchester | WORD COUNT: 4.0k | CONTENT WARNING(S): Gencest | INSPIRED BY: I Don't Hate My Body I'm Just Afraid of It by Mallrat (song)

Look. Dean wasn’t the smartest cookie in the tin, or even the most observant, not by a long shot. And yeah, maybe he was a few years behind on all this LGBT-whatever stuff. But he wasn’t stupid, and he wasn’t homophobic or somethin’ dumb like that. He could notice something if it was right in front of his face.  

  It was just... unexpected. Not unwelcome, just... unexpected.  

  He wouldn’t have expected Sam, 6’4, big boy Sammy, to be like that. There were times, too many to be a trick of the light, where Dean caught Sam feeling over his torso in the bathroom mirror. He watched through the small crack of the door as his hands ran over his chest, cupping the flat flesh there with a look of disappointment.  

  He’d watch as Sam pulled at his hair, framing it gently around his face and looking this way and that way to just see himself. Dean would always put his face back into his guns, hands just a little rougher as he carefully cleaned and reassembled them.  

  Christmas Day, Dean tried his best. He left a tube of mascara and some hairclips he swiped on Sam’s desk in his room, but when Sam asked him about it, Dean just waved him off. “I haven’t had my coffee yet, damn,” he grumbled, eyelids heavy and fingers curled around a full, steaming mug. 

  Sam didn’t say anything about it after that.  

  And it stayed like that too. Sam didn’t say anything when Dean left lip gloss (stolen) on his nightstand New Year’s Eve, but Dean sure did like how it looked on him. Sam didn’t say anything when he woke up to nail polish (also stolen) on Valentine’s Day. But when he did when he woke up to a dress on Easter.  

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[hiighlighterr]

| DESTIEL (double post) for VDAY!

| RELATIONSHIPS: Castiel/Dean Winchester

| TAGS: Letters, Dead Castiel, Grieving Dean Winchester, Post-Canon, Angst, Hurt No Comfort, POV First Person, POV Dean Winchester

| WORD COUNT: 1,120

Hey, Cas.

Writing this letter makes me feel like I should be sending it by pigeon. Is that real, by the way? I know you were around in those ancient times, figured that’s a question you’d know the answer to if you weren’t on the other side of the pearly gates at the time.

Yeah. Anyways. Look, I know I wasn’t the best when it happened, or ever really, but I miss you. Come home. This is being sent to the last place I know you were at, so I hope it gets to you since you disappeared. We got a new case, but I’m finding it hard to focus because I can’t stop worrying about where you are and if you’re okay and it’s eating me alive. I even tried praying, man. Didn’t you hear me?

You remember the first time I prayed to you? I was desperate to save Sammy from Lilith and so I begged you. Hands clasped and head tilted to the skies like a proper church boy for the first time in my life. And you came, because you always do, but not now apparently. You helped me cheat the system and you helped me save him. You saved me. You’ve always saved me, Cas. What was it you said when we first met? “I’m the one who gripped you tight and raised you from perdition.” You’re such a nerd.

I miss your voice. It was the music that kept me going. My personal AC/DC. I still listen to the mixtape you made me. I know Sammy’s tired of hearing it because I play it every drive, but it’s the last thing I have left you outside my memory and your trench coat. I use it as a pillow. It doesn’t smell like you anymore.

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[hiighlighterr]

ROSIE'S Children of Thursday BINGO POST!

@childrenofthursdaybingo // join the castiel fan club community on tumblr!!

see below the cut for my bingo submission <3

A Remnant of Divinity :: BINGO 1x1

Prompt: Wings or Flying Pairing: Castiel & Sam WinchesterRating: General Audiences Tags: Angel Wings, Wing Grooming, Pre-Relationship, Fluff Content Warnings: N/A

Babysitting (In a Trenchcoat) :: BINGO 2x1

Prompt: Cas Babysits Garth's Kids Pairing: Castiel/Sam WinchesterRating: General Audiences Tags: Babysitting, Domestic Fluff, Fluff, Domestic Sam Winchester Content Warnings: N/A

The Beginning :: BINGO 3x1

Prompt: Cas POV- 1st Appearance (Lazarus Rising) Pairing: Castiel & Dean WinchesterRating: General Audiences Tags: First Meetings, Episode: s04e01 Lazarus Rising (Supernatural), Pre-Slash, Love at First Sight, Angel Castiel (Supernatural) Content Warnings: N/A

The Lover in Me :: BINGO 4x1

Prompt: Canon Divergence Pairing: Jimmy Novak/CastielRating: General Audiences Tags: Not Canon Compliant, Jimmy Novak Never Dies, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, POV Castiel (Supernatural), Castiel Possessing Jimmy Novak (Supernatural) Content Warnings: Minor MCD? Briefly Mentioned

FBI's Worst Team :: BINGO 5x1

Prompt: Cas & Crowley Snark Pairing: Castiel & Crowley (Supernatural)Rating: General Audiences Tags: Crowley Being Crowley (Supernatural), Castiel Is So Done (Supernatural), Snark, Dialogue Heavy Content Warnings: N/A

OKAAAAY that is all from me for now and this is my submission for getting bingo <3 !! if you're catching this on the late bus, any further submissions will be posted individually and added to THIS COLLECTION on AO3

thank you! blessed be :)