#SPN Michael

[funkytownwinchester]

Michael was right about one thing: Dean has a VERY pretty smile (S14E10)

[anntova]

Ponynatural part 3

here we have Michael possessed Adam, Jack and Crowley with some kind of heart on his chest👹 I also think Adam didn’t get his cutie mark for a long time. He only got it when Michael possessed him. ALSO Jack can hide his wings in another dimension, where the wings of angels are usually found. part 1 (Dean, Sam, Cas) part 2 (Bobby, Garth, John)

[soupwings]

some wing and eye (and name) headcanons!

[wetsocksinbed]

rewatching Tall Tales (2x15) and thinking about how Gabriel must have gotten such whiplash when Sam and Dean rocked up to the University. Imagine you’ve been on the run from your family for centuries, trying to avoid God, and the looming apocalypse, and suddenly the true vessels of Lucifer and Michael are on your doorstep pretending to be maintenance men

[thewinterhunter]

Okay I just need to bring this up because I noticed something rewatching spn a little while ago and it hasn't left my mind since.

Adam was born in 1990 - making him 15 when s1 was happening.

The ghoul pretending to be Adam said that John took him to a ball game when he was 15 (which photo evidence so we can believe this was true).

At the same time though, John believed it was unsafe for him to be near Sam and Dean as they are not only his weakness, but it would put a target on their backs.

Why does this not include Adam.

Surely, being around your two adult sons who at least know about the supernatural and can fight is much better and safer than being around your underaged son and his mum who don't know and cannot fight.

We saw the demons go after his friends, there was nothing protecting Adam and his mum as no one even knew they existed. It is shocking it took so long for them to be targeted due to their connection to John after everything honestly.

[mochapeachie]

The boss when you fight him:

The boss when you get him as a playable character:

[silver-stake-through-the-heart]

So…

Sam has to drink demon's blood to be strong enough to become Lucifer's vessel

Jack has to eat angels' heart and performs rituals to become Chuck's [omitted]

And Dean?

Dean just has to say 'yes' to become Michael's vessel.

His inherent power (maybe his soul's power?) is... impressive.

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Sure, it could be seen as a Michael's characteristic, given what happens with John in the past and Adam. But:

• Supernatural took the time showing the best and most-hearted angel can do this

to a human he's angry at some episodes ago.

• There was the whole warning in 5x03 about the fate of archangel vessels, Cas showing him Raphael's abandoned vessel and going

• Michael had a good reason to be careful with John in 5x13 (John had to live and follow the script Heaven wrote for him). In 15x08, Adam points out they have an agreement because they "only had each other" after falling in the Cage. The situations with John and Adam are presented as the exception.

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Return to Dean as the Sword

Dean fights for the control of his body against a ruthless archangel and the best Alternate!Michael can do is… [check notes] trapping him in a simulation? He doesn't tear his mind apart? He doesn't destroy his soul to have the vessel only for himself?

(Jimmy is dead and Cas still uses his body as a vessel; despite Donnie's state, Raphael uses him as a vessel again ; the human has to say yes only once and death can't free them.)

And later Dean is the one who manages to trap the archangel in his own mind? And said archangel'd rather flee from his True Vessel and lose the power he had with Dean (Dean who was unconscious at the time) than risking being trapped again?

[spntourney]

FAVORITE SPN CHARACTER: TOURNAMENT 3, ROUND 2, MATCH 5

Polls for this round can be found here.

[emptymasks]

woa whats this fanart i just made for fun? oh that's nice what fandom is it... what.. what fandom is it.. is that.. supernatural? am i drawing supernatural fanart in the year 2024? well. a friend is watching supernatural for the first time and has been telling me about it and... i didn't know that would bring up memories of how obsessed i was with it when i was 14... and um... its been over 10 years but i think the hyperfixation is back... oh no... /lh ive had a whole whirlwind of emotions of "you didnt like the show that much anyway" "okay you did but you cant tell people you used to like its embarrassing and you'll get judged" to "... fuck it spn is a silly show that went off the rails but you know what it was my silly show that went off the rails"

[gilverrwrites]

Angel Energy 💛

[funkytownwinchester]

Cas being sarcastic - Supernatural (S15E08)

[alt0writings]

Only for you~

Lucifer x reader

fandom: supernatural

Note: in my stories "luce" is pronounced like "loose" just so you know :)

When I mentioned looking at his wings he tensed up his mind was running over all the situations. The only conclusion he could think of is I would leave him.

So he denied it, "don't you think we're kind of busy right now?" He says kind of harshly. I frowned "no your right we are busy" I laughed awkwardly.

Since lucifer wasn't showing his wings maybe I could ask michael for a description.

Michael wasn't keen on the idea of telling me, "come on michael tell me!" I begged. He still said no.

I sat down in a chair right next to sam and dean "hey boys, how's it going?"

They both looked stressed "not good we can't find this crucial piece of information." Sam groans and lays his head on his arms which were folded in front of him on the table.

I frown "can I help some how?" I looked over towards dean but he was shaking his head "nothing you can do kid" I sigh and nod.

Sam and dean had left to go hunt a werewolf that has been eating elderly people. I sat in a chair off to the side in the library so as not to disturb micheal and lucifer, it's the first time they had gotten along without wanting to rip each other's throats out.

I was reading my book, as I was nearing the end of a chapter I could hear whispers. I turned the page to act like I was reading when I was actually listening.

"Just show them!" Michael harshly whispered. I heard a growl and a forced bitter laugh "you know I can't do that." Everything was silent after that.

After a while dean and sam came back, "how did the hunt go?" They smiled and hugged me. "It went really well besides the fact we almost died" dean snorts. I shake my head and nod "I'm glad you both are back in one piece" they release me and back up, my face scrunches up "you smell like a wet dog. Go take a shower."

Once they agreed and started walking towards their rooms I took my leave and started walking towards my room.

I opened my door and almost jumped out of my skin, lucifer was sitting on my bed, and was sweating profusely He looked up and rolled his shoulders.

"I need your help" he stood up and pulled me into my room before shutting the door and putting an angel banishing sigil on it. "What are you doing?" I question, he sighs and gently places his hands on my shoulders. "You want to see my wings right?" He says while looking away he seemed.

Fearful.

I nod cautiously, he sighs and pulls his hands away before walking around me towards my bed. He pulls his shirt off, he had a surprisingly toned body he wasn't a bodybuilder and wasn't exactly fat. What was the word I am looking for? Oh right.

Dad Bod. He has a dad bod, he turns and walks towards me. From where he stood in front of me I could feel his breath fan against my face, a slight minty smell.

"Don't freak out." He quietly mumbled as he covered my eyes. A bright light flashed from behind his fingers, he pulled his hand away.

I gasp as I take in the beauty of his wings. There were 3 sets of 6, the biggest were the brightest.

pink mixing with blue while fading into black due to burn damage they looked to be torn. The set below that was a mix of pink and white with small black spots, it kind of looked like a sunrise it was also burnt but it also looked torn as well. His last set was the smallest yet was still bigger than your thigh. It looked to be the worst, half of it was gone but you could tell it was gold underneath all the dirt and grime.

"They need grooming, c-can you do that?" His request went on deaf ears, I was hypnotized by their beauty.

I blink repeatedly "what?" I shake my head slightly before looking up at his face. His cheeks had a pink hue to them, he groaned and released my shoulders "listen I need help cleaning them I don't wanna have to ask michael." He crosses his arms over his chest as if a defense.

I nod "of course I would be honored too luce. I can't believe you let me see your wings." I mumbled the last sentence, not trying to be rude or suggest I wouldn't be honored to do this again.

"Only for you~" he purred out as I ran my hands through his biggest set of wings.

Note: hope you enjoyed this I liked writing it lol

[soupwings]

family

[spn-lesbian]

Chuck: I thought I told you not to bring any backup

Michael: I didn't

Chuck: then who's that behind you?

Michael: oh him? He's not backup. He's like a trophy boyfriend. I bring him along on dangerous negotiations so he can see how awesome I am

Adam: *waves*

[vendettasfanfictioning]

I've seen so many jokes about how sabriel and midam would definitely make fun of destiel because it's the only one without an archangel, so here is my counterargument to that (mainly because I badly wanna see Dean clap back): not only has Castiel been God at some point—these two idiots are, narratively speaking, two of the new God's father figures.

[followafallingstar]

Lucifer stalks you

Summary: After encountering the devil on a midnight forest walk, you can't seem to feel like someone is watching you. Hmm, maybe you are going insane, or maybe you are not. Pairing: Lucifer/Soulmate, Lucifer/Witch Disclaimer/ Trigger Warning: soulmate au, Stalking, Mention of stalking, invasion of privacy, mention of masturbation, mention of murder, just Lucifer lol

Soulmate au: God created a soulmate for each one of his children. For angels finding their soulmate is one of the most honorable tasks they could achieve due to the amount of luck they must have since the soul of a human mate can be sent to earth at any time during the existence of humanity. But when an angel does meet their other half their loyalty to god switches to their mate, protecting them at all costs. Feelings such as love and lust are only acceptable and archivable for angels when they meet their soulmate and that only to the mate too so acts of unloyalty or cheating don’t exist in their world.

As the weeks passed you couldn't shake off the feeling that someone was watching you. You seemed extra paranoid, considering the almost fifty wards and protection spells you have cast around yourself and the shop. While you were busy checking left, right, behind, and in front the devil his large wings sat comfortably on a cloud right above the small building you lived in. He had watched you since the moment he saw you and the moment you left the forest. You still remember the moment, his demeanor had scared you causing you to teleport yourself away from his vessel's eyes, not his actual hundred sixty-six eyes he had in his celestial form though. He had his ways to watch you. When he was busy with hell or the Winchesters he would have demons following you, if he had time it would be himself who provided you security. What if you got attacked? What if you messed up a spell and hurt yourself? What if a creep followed you?

He didn't even think about the possibility that he was the creep himself. Why would he? He is your soulmate and that allowed him to be a hundred percent involved in your life even if it was behind your back. You shouldn't think he is a creep, you should think he is a protector.

But perhaps, if you knew that he watched you while you took a bath, wondering if you knew how beautiful you were, so bare without any fabric disturbing the view (that he was entitled to see anyways) while dipping yourself in a bath full of rose milk. If you knew that all your senseless panicking and warding spells were useless since when you were out of the house he snuck himself inside, letting the tip of his wings glide over the smooth surface of your sheets where you would lay for at least 10 hours a day and at least an hour now and then being busy letting your hands slide between your legs, letting them do the work that was supposed to be his. If you knew how many corpses he had left behind every time someone looked wrongly at you, talked to you for a second too long, or dared to flirt with you. The smile they caused on your face made him frown, his good mood destroyed and replaced by a sour expression. He was supposed to be the one that made you smile not some ugly human. The feeling of jealousy that he had felt millennia ago towards the race he despised which his father favored so much slowly crept back into his heart, maybe not the same way it was back then but certainly just as intense.

What exactly he is, is yours to decide. Is he a creep or just a loving mate?