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            (Name) was now 99, her birthday tomorrow. She was very excited to finally hit 100 years, it was very special for an angel. Father had told her she had a special gift coming and had just plain asked for cake. He chuckled and sent her home.            “Gabe! Mike! Cas! I’m home!” (Name) exclaimed.            “Hey ‘lil sis. Excited for tomorrow?” Gabriel asked.            “Naturally.”            “(Name), you were out past curfew! Bed time. Now.” Michael ordered.            “C’mon Michael! I’m about to turn 100! Lighten up a bit.”          

Lucifer pressed the back of his hand to your forehead. ‘You’re heating up,’ he said with a frown. He pulled you too him, trying to cool your body with his own. You were lying on the bed, the place you had been all day. You felt horrible. ‘Lucifer, I’m fine, I promise,’ you said unconvincingly. ‘You should take a bath, it’ll help,’ he said. You tried to stand, but when you stood you started to sway and almost threw up all over the place. Lucifer jumped up and held you before you fell over. ‘I don’t think I can manage taking a bath,’ you say with a laugh, trying to rem

When Dean had told you that he had never been to an amusement park you couldn’t let it go. You had always enjoyed going ever since you were little, but you hadn’t had the same upbringing as Dean. You had lived the normal life until you had met Dean who had lived anything but normal. So when Dean finally gave in and let you take him to an amusement park, you tried to give him as much normal as possible. It was mid-afternoon when you arrived and the place was full of people. As you looked around, you watched people try and make the bell ding on the high – striker. Not many people were being successful and were walking away

“What do you want with me you son of a dick?” Dean asked menacingly, his green eyes glaring at the vessel of the devil himself. Lucifer smiled at the Winchester sinisterly. Yes, he thought, I will finally get what I have always wanted. To annoy Dean further, Lucifer began to circle him, his cold, sinister eyes watching as the human began to fidget under his gaze. “Come on!” Dean yelled, trying to move away from the fallen angel. He soon discovered that his body was frozen, as if from fear. Why can’t I move? He thought to himself as he watched Lucifer circle around him like a cat stalking a mouse. What Lucifer d

Jace Wayland Quotes: "Just because you call an electric eel a rubber duck doesn't make it a rubber duck, does it? And God help the poor bastard who decides they want to take a bath with the duckie." "Haven't you ever heard that modesty is an attractive trait?" "Only from ugly people," Jace confided. "The meek may inherit the earth, but at the moment it belongs to the conceited. Like me." 'Clary stopped dead in her tracks. "Simon?" "Oh, God," said Jace, sounding resigned. "And here I'd actually hoped I'd got hold of something interesting." Isabelle ignored him. "JACE WAYLAND," she said. "Explain yourself." Jace was glaring at the cat.

     A wave of pain blasts through your head, and you reel back, gasping. When you try to stand, your legs give out, and you collapse. Dean is on the floor next to you in an instant, and you know he’s more than a little panicky.     “(y/n)! Hey! What’s going on?” He hovers over you, scared to touch you.     His voice pierces the very depths of your brain, and you curl up into a shaking whimpering ball. Beads of sweat form on your forehead, and your skull feels like it’s going to split down the middle. Images whirl in your vision, flashes that explain the bits and pieces you’ve been getting, along with t

The radio guy droned on and on, causing you to start dozing off.  Sam was out getting dinner and Dean was lying in a bed next to yours.  It was a crappy motel like always, but you didn't mind.  You just wished the radio would have some music rather than constant talking about stupid crap you couldn't care less about. As if hearing your wish, the man stopped speaking and a song began playing.  You thought you recognized it and squinted, trying to place the title.  Next to you, Dean was nodding his head to the music.  Once the lyrics began, you both shot up and yelled "Oh my God!" "I love this song!" You shouted. "You like Van Halen?!?  You'