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Reunited

It had been a while since Castiel J. Novak - better known as Harley Quinn - had seen his love; Sam. He missed him horribly, and it crushed him knowing they were getting sent to different prisons.

He was a bit eccentric, a climber, childish and flirty. Sometimes, people fell for the charm of his blue eyes and dark hair with blue and pink streaks. It was fun, but he missed his Sam. He was surprised when he learned he was going to be on some squad of bad guys, but he went with it, putting up a fuss over the device in his neck.

But when they were finally altogether, he found himself staring at one of the squad members arguing with one of the officers, not having turned to look at them yet.

“... Sam?”

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Bugs Bunny

Castiel was just sitting on a rock by the lake, head in his hands as he watched the water. The seven-and-a-half year old’s bunny ears were drooped, tail twitching along with his nose as he skipped another rock then.

He was just bored. Even a bit sleepy still, seeing as his mother woke him up early - along with his many other siblings - and no one ever seemed interested in socializing with the ambitious, excitable bunny. He stopped mid throw as he heard what sounded like a snapping twig though, and got up.

Inside, he knew it wasn’t a good idea to investigate, but he was too curious. He’d picked up a strange scent too, and when he came across another boy with wolf ears and a tail, the bunny quickly backed away, eyes widening. “H... Hello...?”

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Visitation in dreams ( @i-am-a-better-hunter )

Chuck hated visiting dreams, but sometimes it’s the only way to do the possible without giving away his true identity. The only time a celestial being entered dreams was to deliver a message and guide them to the right path. This time around, this was not to deliver a message, but to provide an easy access for Sam to go to heaven. Just for a visit.

It took him some time before he found Sam in his dreams, the downside about humans was that their dreams were constantly changing by each sleep cycle they entered. Closing the distance between them, Chuck slowly approached the hunter as he tried to reassure him that everything was fine and that he was doing something ‘special’.

          “Sam, the only reason I’m here is because this is the fastest and easiest way               for you to see, Jess again. Before you say anything, no I’m not Lucifer and nor               am I tricking you. I figure before the darkness swallows us up, you can see Jess               one last time.”

His hand held out for the hunter as he waited for his decision. He would have offered the same thing to Dean, but with him slowly dying he could only do this once, and his favorite human was Sam Winchester. Thus the reason why he made him the true vessel for his favorite son.

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Breathe

“Hey, Sam?.. Why don’t you ever take your makeup off?” Jimmy had asked curiously one day. The God didn’t know why this God of Death always had makeup on, always. He had begun to grow curious what Sam looked like without it and he couldn’t hold it back.

“I’m sure you’d be as gorgeous without it as you would with it..” He hummed absently, then paused. “You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to however, Sam. I’m not going to pressure you. I’m just so curious..” God, Cas was infecting him.

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im laughing so hard omfg

my gabriel / andy told me to reblog birds for her

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@i-am-a-better-hunter

“Sam?” he asked a little confused. He had already tried to ask him something earlier, but the other seems to ignore him or something just seems to bother him. “Sam, what’s wrong?”

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“You don’t seem to be yourself, Sam, what’s wrong?” he asked with a litttle smirk on his face. He knew what was wrong, but he would wait and look what Sam would say.