#i made them the monsters they mentioned in the song ehehe

[pineapple-frenzy]

Happy Halloween from hhu because monster is so halloween coded and such a banger!!!

Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na~

[angelofthetrenchcoats]

His first Christmas

Requested by @ann-1914​

I wrote it as if 15x20 never happened and the boys just continued hunting and Jack brought Cas back- ehehe

Castiel x reader Warnings: fluff, unwrapping presents (spoiler warning: do i have to put pregnancy as a warning? 😳 😳 ) Words: around 1500

I wrote it as fluffy as I could (and I forgot about the comedy part-).. It’s my first Christmas story ever! I used my family’s traditions because I have no idea how it is in other countries during Christmas, so I wrote stuff that we do as I was the most comfortable with it, I hope you don’t mind  😅 😅 Hope you like it!  ❤️ ❤️

The Winchesters never really celebrated Christmas. Maybe once or twice when they were still kids and they were left in one of the motel rooms when John went on hunts. But it all changed when Y/N came around. She loved to celebrate- well, anything. It made her feel normal, which is what she really liked ever since she got into hunting. She needed something that could distract her from the monsters out there. - So it didn’t surprise the brothers when they came back from a successful hunt to find the bunker full of Christmas lights and decorations.

The one who was surprised was Castiel. He was never around the group of hunters this time of the year before, so when they walked into the bunker, he looked around really confused. Some of the lights were blinding, but since the brothers didn’t complain about it (they knew better after Dean complained the first time and Y/N was ready to cut his head off), he just tilted his head as he did each time he didn’t understand something. He walked down the stairs following Sam and Dean to the library. Y/N was nowhere to be seen. The only thing that let the guys know she was in the bunker was the distant sound of Christmas songs playing. 

“I’ll go check on Y/N,” Cas said, disappearing in the corridor before one of the brothers had time to react. 

Y/N was putting the last plate in the fridge when she heard his steps behind her. She turned around with a huge smile on her face. 

“Cas!” She giggled and hugged him. He smiled and hugged her back.

“Hello Y/N,” Cas mumbled and bent down to give her a small kiss on the lips. 

“What did you do to the bunker?” He asked quietly and tilted his head to the side. Y/N placed her hand on his cheek and couldn’t help herself but smile when she realized this must have been her boyfriend’s first Christmas. 

“I decorated. You came back at the right time, I finished making dinner a few minutes ago.” She turned around and took the plates she prepared on the counter, put them on the table, and then took a big bowl full of potato salad and placed it in the middle. 

“Smells nice in here!” Dean entered the kitchen and made his way over to the counter to look inside the bowls and pots that Y/N filled with Christmas sweets. 

“Don’t take any! Dinner first. Where’s Sammy?” Y/N frowned and slapped Dean’s hand away from one of the bowls. 

“Ouch-” Dean was ready to start tickling her when Sam appeared in the doorway. 

“I’m right here. Ready to eat?” He asked and smiled. Y/N nodded and took four beers out of the fridge before she put them on the table. All four of them sat on their usual spots around the table. Y/N reached over to put some potato salad on her plate before she opened the only pot on the table- the one full of fried schnitzels. She took a small one and then let the boys pick their own. 

“Enjoy your meal!” She smiled at the boys before they all started eating. Dean told her all about the case they were on and she listened and smiled each time he mentioned how Cas was getting better at hunting. Ever since Jack brought him back from the Empty he wanted to help. He begged Dean to teach him how to fight properly since he didn’t have his grace anymore. 

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“So, what is going on? I know it’s Christmas, I just didn’t know you guys did these things..” Castiel asked as they all sat around the Christmas tree. Y/N was snuggled into his side holding a mug full of hot cocoa and watching Sam read the nametags on the presents.

“Ever since I joined the boys, I kinda forced them to celebrate. Makes me feel normal. Most of the stuff we do is different from the normal Christmas stuff here in America tho. My mom was from Europe, and when she was still alive, we celebrated Christmas the way she celebrated it with her family in Europe.” Y/N explained quietly. 

“This one is for Dean,” Sam said suddenly and pulled out a box from under the tree. Y/N bit her lip as she recognized her wrapping paper on the gift. She tried not to laugh, as did Sam, because they both knew what was in there. Dean looked at them both suspiciously, before slowly taking the gift and placing it on his lap. Sam then handed him another two boxes, one from him and one from Cas. Dean thanked him and started unwrapping the paper. The gift from Cas was first. It was a new cowboy hat, that Y/N helped to pick since Cas had no idea what Dean would like- he wanted to buy him a burger, she had to step in.

“Wow, thanks!” Dean’s eyes lit up and he smiled. Cas looked happy that Dean liked his gift and he turned to look at Y/N. She looked up at him and kissed him with a small smile on her lips before she turned to Dean to see his reaction to the other two presents. Dean took the gift from his brother next, slowly tearing the paper. He grinned when he pulled out a Scooby-Doo underwear - different than the one he already had. Cas frowned a little. 

“Dean, why is the talking dog we met on the underwear?” He tilted his head to the side and Y/N giggled. Sam laughed quietly and looked at Dean.

“No reason, just like the show, that’s all.” Dean put the underwear to the side and unwrapped the last present. He pulled out a white towel and looked at it before he turned to look at Y/N. 

“Really? A cum rag?” He tried so hard not to smile but he couldn’t stop it. Y/n just shrugged and turned her attention to Sam, who handed out the rest of the presents. Sam started unwrapping his next. He got a new watch from Dean, that he switched with the one he was already wearing. Next he unwrapped a big book from Cas. It was full of some facts about some stuff. He looked happy to get it. The gift from Y/N were socks. Sock with her face on them. Everyone started laughing when he pulled them out. 

“Alright, Cas, start with these,” Y/N pointed at the gifts from the boys. She wanted him to open her gift last. Cas took the small box from Dean and unwrapped it to find car keys. He frowned, looking up to his friend. 

“I don’t understand… I already have a car?” He sounded confused. Dean nodded.

“Yeah, you do. But I fixed the one you liked in the garage. I thought it would make you happy.” Dean smiled at his best friend. Cas smiled.

“Thank you, Dean.” He put the keys down and unwrapped the next gift, the one from Sam. He pulled out a transparent box full of rainbow ties. 

“That’s going to look nice with the present I got you!” Y/N exclaimed excitedly. She grinned at Cas and then looked at Sam. 

“I thought you bought him the other thing-” she started talking but stopped right when she noticed Cas slowly unwrapping the present from her. She bit her lip and hugged herself. This could go really well, or really bad. Cas pulled out the folded black piece of clothing before he stood up and unfolded it so he could look properly at what he got. When the black trenchcoat unfolded Castiel smiled and looked at Y/N before putting it on. 

“I love it!” He laughed and turned around so the boys could see him in it as well. Y/N almost stopped breathing when he put his hands in the pockets. She couldn’t see him in the face right now, but she knew he looked confused. He pulled out the small plastic thing she put in there and inspected it. He quickly turned around with a shocked expression on his face. 

“I- What-” He couldn’t say a full sentence. 

“Uhm… Surprise?” Y/N nervously giggled. 

“Seriously tho, are you happy or should I go pack my bags-” She started to ramble but got interrupted by Castiel’s lips on her own. She pulled him closer to her and kissed him back before pulling away and looking into his eyes. She wiped away the tear from his cheek and couldn’t help herself but smile. 

“Not that I would want to interrupt you two, but care to share with the rest of us?” Dean’s voice cut the silence and both Cas and Y/N turned to look at him.

“Dean, Sam… You’re gonna be uncles.” Y/N smiled as Castiel tried to stop more tears from coming. He couldn’t believe the news, he never even imagined he would have a family. Sam and Dean cheered and hugged them both.

They were all happy. As they should be.

[tickleraptorss]

Two Sides of the Same Coin

does the title make sense? not really. i was just thinkin of that one quote from dark pit. anyways. a kiu fic!!!! a!!! i need more lee pittoo in my life tbh so. here u go. pit has a Game Theory and tickles the life out of his twin.

word count: 1484 (kinda short compared to some of my other fics but hey! what can u do)

"Since you're, like, a mirror version of me..." Pit began, staring inquisitively at his dark twin. "Does that mean that we have different tastes in... like, food 'n stuff?" Pittoo shrugged dismissively, refusing to acknowledge that Pit's question was directed towards him. "I mean, you'll eat anything," Dark Pit mumbled. "That's true... and you don't really care about that sorta thing, huh?" Standing up from the ground the two were sitting on, Pit gazed into the clouds, pondering. He placed his hand on his chin, mimicking those detectives in that TV show he'd seen once or twice. He tapped his foot on the ground, and then looked at his twin as an imaginary lightbulb seemed to flick on in his head. "You might not know the answer to this question, but I'll ask anyway," Pit said. Dark Pit rolled his eyes as his counterpart sat back down on the ground. "If I'm ticklish, does that mean you are too?" Pittoo raised an eyebrow. "Well, if I'm a mirror version of you, that should mean I wouldn't be," He explained. "We're opposites in more ways than we're similar." "I know, I know! I'm just curious! Here, give me your hand-" "No." "Aw, come on! It'll only take two seconds!" Pit pouted as Dark Pit crossed his arms, huffing at his twin's reaction. "I just wanna know! I promise I won't tickle you afterwards." That's such a lie. Dark Pit grumbled, muttering something under his breath, before he hesitantly extended his hand to his counterpart. Pit snickered. "You've never been tickled before, right?" Pit asked, before gently grabbing Pittoo's wrist. He shook his head. "Okay, this might feel a bit weird, then. Don't punch me by accident." With that, Pit began tracing circles around the palm of Dark Pit's hand, watching his twin for any sign of a reaction. At first, there was nothing, but after a few seconds Pit noticed that Dark Pit's fingers were twitching. "Okay, you can stop now," the dark angel said, before noticing the playful glint in Pit's eyes. "H-Hey! I said you can stop now!" "Just a little bit longer..." Pit smirked at his peered over at his twin, who was biting his lip in order to keep his composure. Without warning, Pit used the rest of his free hand to gently spider over Dark Pit's palm, and that earned him the first round of snickers. "P-Pit! Stohohop that!" Trying to free his arm, Dark Pit covered his mouth with his free hand in order to try and hold back his laughs, but it was a bit late for that. His snickers only grew heavier when he felt Pit's fingers climbing up his arm. "Pit! I'm- eheh- gonna k-kill yohohou!!" "So you are ticklish after all," Pit chuckled. "I wonder if you've got the same spots, too..." Tackling his dark twin to the ground, Pit pinned one arm above Dark Pit's head and used his other hand to tickle under Pittoo's arm. The reaction was priceless. "EEEP-! PIHIHIT!! KNOHOHOCK IT OFF!" The sound Dark Pit let out was something stuck between a yelp and a squeak, before he became a giggling mess. He tried to squirm out of Pit's hold, but to no avail. His laughter sounded like a more restrained version of Pit's; high-pitched, squeaky, and undeniably adorable. "Yup, that's one of 'em!" Pit laughed, as if he was checking off some sort of list. "It's funny how this is a bad spot, I mean, considering my name... I guess it makes for a pretty good joke, though!" The angel dug his fingers into his twin's hollows, resulting in a squeal. "IT'S NOT FUNNY- AHAHAHA!!" "It's not? You're laughing pretty hard, though." Pit chuckled before giving his twin a brief break. He delighted in his twin's deep breaths, as if it was going to prepare him for what's to come next. "I hate you," Pittoo grumbled after gaining his composure. However, with how flushed his face was, and how shaky his pout was, he looked more like an angry puppy dog than anything. "That's not very nice! You're hardly in a position to be insulting me, Pittoo." Pit teased, wiggling his fingers in front of his counterpart's face. "Especially now that I've discovered your greatest weakness!~" "Cut it out! Seriously, I'm-" "Just imagine if this little secret were to come out," Dark Pit's eyes widened. No. "Don't. You. Dare!" "I bet Phosphora would be ecstatic... or what about Viridi? I think she'd have just as much fun with it!" Pit snickered, softly skittering his fingers over Dark Pit's belly, causing the other angel to fall into another giggle fit. "I think you'd probably die. Phosphora has, like, deadly nails. Seriously, there were times where I thought I was gonna die laughing!" Dark Pit just kept protesting, now adding explicative language into the mix. He squirmed to try and get away from the fingers gently scribbling at his belly, but found no relief. He couldn't believe he was giggling like a child, and at the hands of his light counterpart? This was not ideal, to say the least. "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone!" Pit said, pausing his ministrations for a few seconds. "I'm not sure if Lady Palutena's gonna keep this a secret though-" "WHAT?!" "Oh well, no time to dwell on that now, we've still got some experimenting to do!" With that, Pit continued tickling Pittoo's stomach, making sure to keep his touch just light enough to be the most effective. Overwhelmed with the tickly feelings, Dark Pit's laughter raised another octave and became squeakier than before. For some odd reason, being tickled here made the dark angel flustered. "You're blushing? You really do have all the same reactions as I do," Pit said as if he was reading his twin's mind. Wait... then that probably means... Pit decided to kick it up a notch. "Tickle, tickle!~" It turns out that Dark Pit was just as weak to teasing as he was. "I'M GONNAHAHAHA FUCKING KIHIHILL YOU- AHAHAHA!" "I dunno, I think it'd be kinda hard to beat me if you can't even get past the tickle monster~" Pit decided to have some mercy on his counterpart, lightening his ministrations to light tracing along the angel's belly and sides. "W-Whahat are we, two year olds?" Dark Pit giggled, trying to sound angry. "I wanted to see if teasing worked on you like it does with me," Pit admitted. "Turns out, it does!" "Great, b-but can you stohohop?" "Mmm, for now!" Pit lifted his hands away from Pittoo's belly, allowing the other angel some respite. "There's still one more thing I gotta test." Taking advantage of the way Dark Pit was curled up, Pit rolled his twin onto his stomach and pinned him down. His counterpart complained. "Okay! I'm done! We're done! No more!" Dark Pit's tone sounded like he was begging. "What's that, Pittoo? Are you begging?" Pit teased, chuckling when his twin went silent. "Alright, well, guess I'll just have to keep tickling you!" Before Dark Pit could protest again, he felt ten fingers skittering around the bases of his wings. He let out a squeal - nearly a shriek - before he was consumed by hysterical cackling. He arched his back in an attempt to get away, and his wings flapped frantically, but nothing helped. All he could do was take in the ticklish touches until Pit decided he'd had enough. "Aww, is Pittoo too ticklish for his own good? Huh?~" Pit's sing-song tone only added to Dark Pit embarrassment. He couldn't stand baby talk in general, but in a situation like this? It was too much. "OKAY! OKAHAHAY!! I GIHIHIHIVE!" Pittoo hated that it had come to begging, but he couldn't stand the sensations anymore, given his lack of endurance (it was the first time he'd ever been tickled) and how ticklish he was. "YOU WIHIHIHIN! EEHEHEHE STAHAHAP- NOHOHO MOHORE!!" As soon as those words left his mouth, the tickling stopped. Pit climbed off of his counterpart, patiently watching as Pittoo composed himself. Although, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stifle the tiny after-giggles from the lingering sensations. "I... I'm gonna kill you," Dark Pit growled. "I dunno, that might be a bit hard now, since I know your weakness!" Pit smiled. "Didn't you mention something about me being just as ticklish as you?" When Pit's eyes widened, Dark Pit smirked. "I-I... uh..." Before Pit could get anywhere, his twin had grabbed his ankles and hoisted the angel towards him. "Please d-don't?" "Let's see how much you like it!" ---------------- "What happened to them?" Viridi asked, looking at the two exhausted angels in the distance. "I've never seen them so worn out. Did you make them exercise or something?" When the goddess turned to look at Palutena, all she saw was a slight smirk. "Let's just say that they got into a bit of a tussle."