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authoressskr · 7 years ago

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Gabriel, Loki, Trickster, Cat?

Written for: @winsister91 Sammikin’s Trickster Challenge

Pairing: Gabriel x Reader

Characters: Reader (Hey, that’s you!), Gabriel, Castiel, Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Golgos (OMC), Himeros (OMC), Mentions of Aphrodite and Zeus

Warnings: Language, Crack?, Cat Castiel and Cat Gabriel?

Summary: Gabriel just wants to find the woman who’s soul is so different from any other he’s ever seen - the witch they’re hunting has other ideas.

Tagging: @winsister91 @thewhiterabbit42 @nobodys-baby-now @lucis-unicorn @chelsea072498 @clockworkmorningglory @sakurablossom4

Note: Do NOT post, copy and paste, or share my works on any other platforms without my express permission. REBLOGGING is fine. :)

A/N: Pictures not mine. Cat pics found on Google and the wedding venue is from The Chapel of the Flowers website.

Gabriel saw her across the street, shoving the other half of a twisted glaze donut into her mouth before she burst out laughing at the teasing the gentleman next to her was giving. He stood stock-still like an idiot on the other side of the street, marveling at the way her soul swirled and pulsed with pinks, golds, and grays.

He was vaguely aware of Dean nudging his arm before Cas waved a hand in front of his face, both saying his name with concern. Sam had quickly put two and two together, noticing the woman on the other side and a silent Gabriel standing dazed, grinning stupidly at her.

Sam crossed the street, following no more than ten feet behind her - only to lose sight of her when she turned the corner with the man she’d been with. Gabriel, Dean, and Cas all followed him across the street, just a handful of feet behind when he turned back to them, hands raised up as he shrugged.

“You lost her?” Gabriel asks incredulously.

“Maybe if you hadn’t been staring like an idiot…” Dean trails off, shoving his left hand into his dress pant pocket.

“Hard to believe you muttonheads have saved the world. And more than once!” Gabriel mutters before reaching out with his grace to find any lingering traces of her. There are only a few tendrils, all located behind him, so he turns to Cas. “Did you see her soul?”

“Yes.”

“And?”

“And what, Gabriel?” Gabriel rolls his eyes so hard at his brother’s question, he briefly wondered if the red flicker he saw was brain matter.

“Did you see the colors, Castiel? Pinks and golds and grayish silvers.”

“It just appeared to be pink to me. Which, in itself, is very odd. Most souls are blues or whites.”

“Uh, guys?” Sam taps on Cas’s shoulder, motioning back to the other side of the street. “Maybe we should get back to the case?”

“People are dying every day, Sammy. I have never seen a soul like that. And I’ve been around this marble a few times.” All three of the men glare at him, which he pretends not to notice. “Alright. Alright! Let’s get back to saving people. But I call dibs on her.”

Dean gets an annoyed look on his face and crosses the street, while Sam stares at him before rolling his eyes and following his brother. Cas’s glare morphs into something more questioning and with a quick look back, Gabriel crosses with Castiel a few steps behind him - both at a loss for the missed encounter and the woman with the bright soul.

—

The paper’s website had stated that the woman stabbed her own mother then had a mental breakdown, sobbing over her lost love. Classic siren. And since Chuck had unceremoniously dumped Gabriel in their laps nearly six months ago, they figured this would be an easy case to crack.

It was turning out to be anything but.

The next night, a couple was snatched from the woods. No blood, no screaming. The only reason they even suspected it was linked was that the young man’s mother came in to report him missing, muttering a few choice words about his girlfriend and how she just wanted to deflower her son. So, maybe not a siren? Maybe a dragon? Shit.

Once they were done snooping around the sheriff’s station, they headed back downtown for lunch before they would head over to the sister’s house to talk about the incident of her mother’s death - Sam suggested they go ask the missing kids’ parents a few questions after that, hoping to narrow down their list of monster suspects.

They were all walking out, discussing various monster possibilities when Sam suddenly stopped, making Dean run into him.

“Jeez, Sammy. Warn a man!”

“It’s her! Gabriel’s mystery woman.” Gabriel was standing stock still, once again, staring as her tongue swept out of her mouth to lick at a triple scoop ice cream cone. She was only a few store front’s down, accompanied by two men this time, both around six feet, one blonde with dark olive skin and light green eyes - the other with dark brown hair, fair skin and dark blue eyes.

She stops, looking quizzically at the four men staring at her before giving a tight smile before shooting the blonde man to her left a look.

Gabriel let out a loud whine, seeing her dressed in those tight black jeans, a loose purple and white striped sweater and an easy smile before her tongue darted out again to lap at the melting confection. The brunet leaned down to whisper in her ear and her gaze darted to Gabriel.

The blonde held up his hand, approaching them with the woman and another man close behind him.

“Well, if it isn’t Loki. Heard you were dead.” The blonde stopped, his hand held out to shake Sam’s. “And you are?” He asks, eyeing the taller man.

“Himeros, you’re still a Greek dick.” Gabriel huffed out with a giant snarky smile in return.

“Come on, H. It’s not hard to tell - he’s Sam Winchester. That’s Dean, and of course, Castiel.” She gestures with her head to each member before winking at Gabriel.

“Uh, do we know you?” Sam mutters, shaking his hand.

“No,” the brunet answers. “But you did murder our grandfather and aunts, so we know you.”

“Whoa.” Gabriel turns to Sam and Dean. “You took out Zeus?” He whistles lowly.

“Who’s your mom?” Dean queries, shaking Himeros’s hand as well.

“Golgos.” The woman admonishes as she sets her left hand on his forearm. “Oh, um…our mother is Aphrodite. And I’m sorry for my brothers.”

“Brothers.” Gabriel grins out, plucking her hand from Golgos’s arm and bringing it to his lips. “And what is your name, my beautiful buttercup?” Gabriel held her gaze, his chest tightening as her eyes softened.

“Y/N.” She swallowed before licking her lips. “My name is Y/N. What about you, handsome?” Gabriel quirked an eyebrow at her question before Himeros interrupted.

“It’s Loki, I already said his name.” Himeros snapped out, moving forward to push Gabriel away from his sister. But Gabriel yanked her into him, wrapping an arm securely around her waist, relishing in the feeling of them chest to chest. “Release my sister, Trickster.” Gabriel leaned forward, taking a generous bite of her ice cream as she raised an eyebrow.

“Naw, I like her.”

“Ga- Loki.” Cas scolded, glaring down at his brother. “We need to get back to the case.”

“You know anything?” Dean grunts, looking from the men to Y/N.

“Just that it’s a witch. And a very powerful one at that.” Golgos answers with a shrug, watching his sister and Gabriel with interest.

“And that’s it?” Sam inquires, shuffling his weight from one foot to the other as he slides his right hand into his jacket pocket.

“That’s it.” Y/N replies, still pressed against Gabriel, looking up at Sam with big, innocent eyes. “We saw the article and since we were in the neighborhood, we decided to stop by.”

“So, you’re gods who hunt?” Dean challenged, giving her a disbelieving look.

“Golgos and I are demi-gods. Himeros is a god.” Her eyes harden as she locks them with Dean. “And if you attempt to harm my brothers, you’ll have a very difficult time getting laid from now on.” Gabriel throws his head back with mirthful laughter, startling the woman in his arms slightly.

“Oh, I like you very, very much, sugar snap.” Himeros snapped, Y/N now safely by his side.

“And I would like it if you kept your Trickster mitts off my baby sister.”

“What about my lips? Other appendages?”

“If you’d like to keep your appendages, don’t put them anywhere near her,” Golgos growls, both moving to stand beside her like bodyguards. She just rolled her eyes before fishing her cell phone from her back pocket and extending it out to Sam.

“Feel free to put your number in there and I will text you any information we find out.” Sam grasps the phone, quickly inputting his number and email before handing it back with a smile.

“Thanks, we appreciate it.”

“Sure, you do,” Himeros muttered before all three disappeared. Gabriel huffed afterward, he and Dean frowning at the now empty space.

“Guess we gotta start narrowing suspects down. Lone witch. Fuck.” Dean groaned out, heading back down the street to get the Impala, muttering the entire way about witches, gods, Gabriel, and bullshit.

“I think that went pretty well, don’t you think so?” Gabriel piped up brightly, grinning at Sam and Cas, Sam rolling his eyes as Cas frowns. “What?!”

—

Three hours later, just as the sun was setting, they encountered the witch.

He got the drop on them, Gabriel and Cas pushing the Winchesters behind them as he hurled a handful of foul-smelling purple powder at them. The witch was just out of grabbing (and smiting) distance, sprinting away quicker than Sam and Dean could follow. The brothers returned to find both angels gone.

“Fuck,” Sam mutters, shoving his gun back into his jacket pocket, exchanging a look with his brother as Dean dialed Cas’s cell.

“Cas? Where are you, buddy? You okay? Need you to call me back pronto.” Dean let out a sharp breath. “Alright. If that powder crap took away their angel mojo, they couldn’t have gotten far. We weren’t gone that long.” Sam agrees and they split up, heading around the outside of the building where they were attacked. Dean shakes his head when they meet up a few buildings away, “Fuck.” They jog back to Baby, driving slowly back to the motel, keeping an eye out for Cas and Gabe.

—

Your brothers had gone out to investigate (and pick you up some Chinese) while you were left to finish going through the police reports for the last two weeks on every. single. little. incident. Car keyed: 1701 Rosebud Ave, Max Jackson. Fire Alarm (False Alarm): 386 Monroe Road, Abigail and Joseph Robbins. You couldn’t tell if it was this stack of files or your overprotective brothers that were causing the irritation you felt.

You roll your eyes before hearing a soft thud. You tug the one headphone you had in free, setting them in the next file as a placeholder and rising from the little dinette chair. The little thud sounds again, followed by a light scratching.

Quirking your head to the left, you open the door, eyes dropping down as you hear a pair of soft meows.

“Oh, my sweet little angels. What have you gotten yourselves into?” Cas quirked his head, peering up at you with unfathomable blue eyes as you drop to your knees, smoothing your hand through his short black fur. Loki - who you definitely knew wasn’t a god - nuzzled under your other hand, goldenrod orbs blinking closed as you scratched behind his ear. “Okie dokie,” You gently pick Cas up, tucking his little black body under your left arm and repeated the movement with Loki before you stand, kicking the door closed behind you.

Bullshit. You shrug off the odd voiced phrase, focusing on what you needed to do next.

You get Cas sat on the end of your bed when your phone rings out, you’re about to set Loki down too when he gives a little hiss and carefully tangled his claws in the arm of your sweater.

“Okay. Fine,” you huff, picking up your cell. “Yes?” Settling against the headboard, tucking your legs under you as Cas ambles forward you sit Loki in your lap, reaching out to scratch under Cas’s chin. “You can’t find Cas and Loki? I believe I may be able to help you out there…” Sam is talking a million miles an hour, half to you and half to Dean, who is muffled but obviously irritated. “No, no - uh, they aren’t injured.”

“I don’t like how you said that.” Dean sighs out as Sam lets you know he’s put it on speaker.

“I’m at the Cloud Hotel, in one of the bungalows behind the hotel, 2B.”

“We’ll be there in 10.” You hang up, tossing the phone onto the pillow beside you before scratching behind Loki’s ear and sliding your fingers down under his chin before rubbing his chest, enjoying the deep purr that rumbled from his little kitty chest.

Mmmmmhmmm. Right. There. Sweet. Cheeks.

You freeze as those words echo in your mind.

“Ummmm…why can I hear you?” Cas shoots forward, shoving his head under your free hand then looking up at you with slightly narrowed eyes. Nothing. He meows loudly, and Loki meows back before climbing up your chest, looking you right in the eye as he presses one of his little paws against your skin just at the neckline of your scoop-neck sweater.

Sweetness?

I have a name, Mr. Not Loki. His goldenrod colored eyes widen as you smirk. I may have been born at night, but it wasn’t last night, handsome. Sam and Dean will be here in less than ten minutes. Loki meows at Cas who nods his black head before resuming his place by your left knee.

Y/N.

Yes?

I got wings. He pauses, a little sigh releasing from his tiny butterscotch colored chest. Like Kotex.

You laugh, making his body sway slightly with the laughter. That’s an interesting way to come out as an angel! But, I knew. You have this fuzzy - haze? Outline? - golden, multicolored-like edge around you.

And Cas does too? His voice has an edge of - hope? - to it. You mentally shrug it off, looking down at Cas, you draw your brows together.

No. I just knew that he was Castiel, Angel of the Lord. Wearer of the tan trench coat. Member of Team Free Will and the Winchester’s buddy. Two hunters with male model good looks and an angel in a trench coat? Not too hard to deduce who they were. You can’t help it as your fingers sink into his fur again, smoothing from his neck all the way down to the tip of his tail. And you were too - other - feeling to be human. Or even a god. Trust me on that.

Gabriel. He purrs, his eyes sliding closed as you continue stroking him.

Holy shit. Like THE Gabriel? Messenger of God?

Yep. He gives a little pop at the “p”, maneuvering so he’s draped over one of your thighs, letting you keep the contact needed to converse.

So why pretend to be Loki or the Trickster? Isn’t that kind of a step down from archangel?

I like to think I don’t have as big an ego as some of my brothers. And the rest is a long, fairly uneventful story.

Riiight. You pull your hand away as he turns to peer up at you. Your brothers had warned you not to get involved with the Trickster, that he was selfish and only thought of having a good time.

And when it was over, he would disappear. Loki - no, Gabriel - moves, pressing his head against the hand closest to him.

Y/N? You don’t get a chance to answer, a loud knock sounding at the door. You carefully push Gabriel out of your lap and answer the door. Opening the door and sidestepping, you allow the Winchesters in.

“Where are they?”

“On the bed.” Sam is gaping at the cats, looking from them to Dean to you.

“Are you shitting me?” You purse your lips, leaning against the little dinette table. “Why’d they come here?”

”I don’t know, Dean! I was going through the files diligently, trying to find the witch or get a lead and I hear a little thud. Followed by some loud meowing. Sorry, they didn’t come running to your cat allergy riddled ass.” Dean looks taken aback by your tone and the sharp look you throw him. ”I have to deal with two overprotective brothers - who now they’ve seen not only the fucking Winchesters but the Trickster god Loki - have gone into super overprotective mode. I had to threaten, coerce, bring up how much bitchier I can get, and then threaten some more in order to get a little time to myself. So, here are your angels,” you turn, gathering up the files in your hands and shoving them at the stunned eldest Winchester. “Here are the files…and -” Your phone goes off suddenly, which for some reason just pisses you off more. Stomping over and angrily sliding to accept the call you shout “What?!” at Golgos through the phone. That’s when it hits you.

The sudden irritation and anger.

A hex bag.

That witchy motherfucker.

“Free bird!” You yell your safe words into the phone, panicking slightly at the anger simmering just under your skin. You were usually very in control of your emotions, very easy going and understanding. This was not normal.

Four sets of eyes regard you warily, but Gabriel seems to realize something is off, jumping nimbly across the bed to butt his head against your stomach. Your brothers appear suddenly, Himeros planting himself between you and the Winchesters as Golgos looks you over. “Hex.” You cry, the feeling of being strangled begins and your hand lands on Gabriel’s back, tightening slightly as you look at Golgos with wide eyes. Gabriel meows loudly, raising an alarm as you slide down to your knees, one hand braced against the thin carpet and the other shoved into Gabriel’s fur so hard you were worried you might hurt him.

Cas is helping sniff it out. Just focus on my voice, sugar snap. Can you do that? You can faintly hear him meowing loudly as you struggle to take a full breath. Black spots were beginning to touch on the edges of your vision, his fur so soft under your loosening grip. They got it, sweet cheeks. Y/N? Y/N! And then the blackness swallowed you down.

—

Something warm was pressed against your chest, making you curl slightly around the warmth.

Something warm and purring.

Purring?

Fuck if your eyelids aren’t heavy.

“Ugh.” You manage as you force your eyes all the way open and being met with a pair of gilded ones. “Hey.” Your voice is rough, throat still raw from the attack the hex bag. You move a heavy hand to stroke Gabriel.

Hey, good-looking. If you had the strength to roll your eyes, you would.

“How’re you feeling?” Himeros asks, leaning down to press a kiss to your forehead.

“Sore.” He gives a sharp nod, raising back up to his standing position. “We used the hex bag to track the witch down.”

“And handled it.” Dean finishes, and you push yourself up so you can see him, giving him a nod.

But you’re still a cat.

Apparently…the spell lasts for at least a week. We’re hoping that since we’re more angelic in nature that it’ll be faster. His tail twitches as you sink back down into the mattress. I think I know why you can hear me.

Humm?

You believe in soulmates?

Thought angels - yawn - don’t have souls.

“Get some rest, princess. We aren’t going to take your kitties.” Golgos soothed, smiling brightly. And you reached out, blindly searching for Cas. His head bumps under your outstretched hand, climbing behind your head and resting his head against your neck with a few soft purrs as Gabriel snuggles closer to your chest.

We don’t. We have grace. But we’re destined. You and me, beautiful.

You know how cheesy that sounds? You manage not to yawn when you “speak” that time, taking a deep breath and you lazily trace zigzags through his goldenrod fur.

You’re pretty against the whole ‘love at first sight’ thing for being a daughter of Aphrodite… You can hear his slight chuckle as he stretches slightly to bump his head against your chin.

Gabriel?

Yeah?

Destined, huh?

Maybe we can talk more when I’m not a cat. And can kiss you. Fend off your brothers, snap you up some nice things…

Sounds good, handsome. You manage before sleep claimed you again.

—

Two days later - and lots of yelling from Golgos and Himeros (”GABRIEL?! LOKI IS ACTUALLY A FUCKING ARCHANGEL?!” and “GODS, I KNEW HE WAS AN ASSHOLE, BUT THIS…?!) and Y/N protecting Gabe’s tiny cat body from her brothers in those first few hours after - Cas and Gabriel were back to normal.

And as soon as they were, Y/N muttered how much she was going to miss their little cat selves. No more waking up or going to sleep with the two of them curled up around Y/N. No more picking them up to rub her nose against theirs or to have her scratching and petting the pair. Y/N had actually enjoyed the last couple days.

Y/N sentiment was not shared by Dean, who had to spend most of his time away from them as possible the last few days.

Gabriel linked his fingers through Y/N’s, relishing in the ability to do so.

“Sooo…wanna get outta here?”

“Nice choice of opening lines there, hot stuff.” Y/N scoffed, pulling away just enough to rile the archangel, his hand tightening on hers slightly before rubbing small circles on the back.

“I’m the Gomez to your Morticia, sweet cheeks. You’ll give in to me. Just a matter of time.” Y/N pulls her hand from his grasp.

“Sorry. I’m not giving into anything without a ring on this finger.” She heads towards her brothers who are talking with Dean and Sam, leaving Gabriel with his jaw on the floor. For about two beats. He appears before her, kneeling with a black velvet box on one knee.

“I think it’s high time I take the plunge.” He clears his throat, shifting under her gaze as everyone stares. “What do you say? Me and you? Rest of eternity? I’ll bring the sweets. Hell, I’ll snap you up a mansion with whatever kind of kittens you want. As long as you don’t love them more than me.” Y/N opens her mouth but Gabriel shushes her. “Come on - lemme get this out. Well, I, uh, help those mooks over there whenever and be a damn good mate. Fuck.” He runs a hand through his hair nervously. “Okay. Okay. We’ve only known each other for four days, but that’s long enough when you got as long as we do.” What started as a joke had morphed into him actually asking for a chance. “Y/N? Will you marry me?” Her eyes are searching his, trying to find the trick before her brows draw together as her teeth dig into her bottom lip.

He lifts the top of the ring box, revealing a large Ring Pop, Y/N laughter spilling all around the empty back parking lot. Gabriel wiggles his eyebrows before flashing a big, flirty grin.

“Yes.”

“YES?!” Her brothers shout in tandem as Dean and Sam’s eyebrows both shoot up to their hairlines. Castiel just sighs softly. Gabriel rises, plucking the Ring Pop from its velvet cage and as he offers it to her, her eyes fall on a very real engagement ring shining in the black box in his hand.

“For real now. You know we have a bond. So, you wanna marry a runaway archangel slash trickster god?” Y/N takes fistfuls of his green cargo jacket in hand and presses her lips firmly against his in their first kiss. Gabriel licks his lips after, an easy smile stretching across his face.

“Had to try out the goods, at least partially,” She shrugs before muttering against his lips, “Ask me again. Properly.”

“Mmhmm. I like that you’re a tad bossy.” He brushes his thumb across her jawline. “Y/N, will you marry me?”

“Yes.”

“AGAIN?! ARE YOU SHITTING ME?! YOU ARE NOT MARRYING HIM, Y/N!” One of her brother’s shout, both moving forward as Gabriel kisses her again before slipping his real engagement ring on her ring finger and the Ring Pop onto her forefinger. “THIS WILL BE THE LONGEST ENGAGEMENT KNOWN TO MAN!” Himeros snarls out, Golgos chuckling behind him.

“These rings actually look nice together.” Gabriel muses.

”Who knew?” She gives a quick peck on his lips. “I am not inviting your family to our wedding.”

“That’s fair.” Gabriel agrees, cupping her face in his hands to deliver a long, passionate kiss.

“What is the phrase? Poor bastard.” Cas begins loudly, shaking his head as Sam and Dean shoot him an odd look. “Her family is nearly as terrible as ours.”

“Hey!” Golgos and Himeros shout in tandem.

“So, Vegas?” Y/N whispers breathlessly in between long, romantic kisses.

“Oh, sweetness, you read my mind.” Gabriel raises his hand and is about to snap when her fingers wiggle against his palm, easily threading together with his, both of them disappearing in a flutter of wings.

All five men’s phones go off simultaneously.

::.:: Chapel of the Flowers, The Glass Garden, 1717 S. Las Vegas Blvd., Las Vegas. Three days from now. Bring a suit. Gifts Optional (No Magical Items, Please). ::.::

The men’s faces range from amused (Sam) to disgusted (Himeros) to thoughtful (Cas and Golgos) while Dean broke out in a big grin. Vegas!

“They have known each other for four days!”

“At least they’ve known each other longer than Sam knew his wife.” Sam shoots Dean the bitchface to end all bitch faces before flipping him off and climbing into the Impala. “Better get started, Vegas is a couple days drive from here. See you guys at the wedding.” Dean is chuckling as he climbs into the driver’s seat. Cas offers the men each a handshake.

“Nice to meet you. Gabriel, for all his eccentricities and snarky exterior, is a good man. And I believe that Y/N is one hell of an influence on him already. Sam and I will have more trouble with Dean in Las Vegas than you will have with Gabriel.” He claps Golgos on the shoulder before sliding into the backseat. “Hopefully.”

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wipbigbang · 4 months ago

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Round 2 Of Artists Claims For The Regular WIPBB Are Open! Round 2 lasts until July 31st! You may claim 3 fics this round!

This is one of the fics open for claiming...

Harry Potter #051 Title: Running More Smoothly Pairing/Characters: Lucy Weasley/OMC, Molly Weasley II/OMC, Percy Weasley/Audrey Weasley Rating: Teen | T Warnings/Tags: No Warnings apply Summary: Lucy Weasley starts a long distance relationship with Darrius, the best man at her sister Molly's wedding. This is their story. "Running More Smoothly" is a sequel to "It Never Does Run Smooth, Does It?" which tells the story of Lucy's failed engagement.

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thing-you-do-with-that-thing · 8 years ago

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Kari’s Favorite Things Challenge

So get this! Y’all cause I am a weirdo I have been thinking about doing this for months. I did a celebration thingy for 666 so off course I wanted one for 6666 aswell :D

This one is gonna be a challenge and since the number 6666 is wicked cool and sorta a fav thing of mine the prompts are gonna reflect that. There are gonna be 66 prompts (and 66 spots for people to sign up for). There are gonna be 6 different categories amongst those prompts and there will be 6 different characters you can chose from to write for.

Sign ups end when I run out of prompts. No more will be added. Only one person for each prompt but no limit on characters.

The Rules - READ CAREFULLY:

1. You have to send me an ask telling me your pairing (and if the pairing is two of the characters on the list please let me know which one you wanna focus on). The ask also has to say which prompt you choose (state the NUMBER not just the prompt. Send a backup prompt in case the one you want is taken. IMs, reblogs and replies will be ignore

2. I am fine with most pairings but please no dealistar, wincest (of any kind) or samifer. I wanna read all these fics and I can’t stomach those pairings. No hate if you ship it I just don’t. No male readers or OMCs are allowed either. Again no offense I just don’t read them.

3. You can write fluff, angst smut - if you write smut please no non-con, A/B/O or daddy/mommy kinks. Again no shaming. I just can’t bring myself to read those.

4. Word min: 500 and word max: 6000 words.

5. It can be the start of a series or a one shot. Please don’t make it the middle part of a series - I don’t have time to catch up on 66 series for this one.

6. The fic is due June 15th. If you have to drop out or need an extension that is cool - just let me know a week ahead of time. People signing up and not completing the challenge without getting back to me that they need to drop out will be banned from my future challenges.

7. All are allowed to sign up, the tags are only for signal boost, but one person can only sign up once.

8. Tag me @thing-you-do-with-that-thing in the A/N and use the # Kari’s favorite things challenge within the first five tags.

9. Have FUN :D

Characters you can write for:

It is TFW and J2M - I know but they are the ones I read the most and this is my challenge.

You can however pair them with any other character you like (again not any form of wincest, samifer or dealistar), you can pair them with a female reader or a OFC (no male readers or OMCs please), or you can write a general fic. You just have to let me know which and which guy you will focus on.

NO WIFE BASHING/HATE IS ALLOWED IN THE RPFS!

1. Dean

2. Jensen

3. Sam

4. Jared

5. Cas

6. Misha

Examples of an Ask:

Hey I would like to join your challenge and write for Destiel (with focus on Cas). I would like prompt 66 with prompt 5 as back up

Hey can I join your challenge and write for Jared x reader with prompt 10 and 9 as back up please?

Prompts are under the cut

Kari’s favorite Tv shows (you can do crossover, rewrite an ep, do a french mistake sorta thing, or have the characters watch it):

1. Supernatural @benjerry707 (???)

2. Game of Thrones @fragments-of-stardust Destiel (Dean)

3. Once Upon a Time @the-devils-prophet (Jensen x reader)

4. Big Bang Theory @winchesters-imagine (platonic Sam x Reader)

5. Battlestar Galactica @blacktithe7 Winchester!sister reader

6. X-files @webcricket Cas x Reader

7. Criminal Minds @warward-marvel-sommer1196 Dean x Reader

8. Friends @wayward-oneshots Jensen x Reader

9. Firefly @katymacsupernatural Jensen x Reader

10. True Detective (season 1!) @kayteonline Dean x Reader

11. Justified

Kari’s favorite Movies (you can do crossover, rewrite the movie, do a french mistake sorta thing, or have the characters watch it):

12. Indiana Jones (any or all of them) @deansdirtylittlesecretsblog Deonna

13. The Hurt Locker @rachelladytietjens Dean x OFC

14. Captain America - Civil War @blackgirloneshots Dean x Reader

15. A Walk in the Clouds

16. Robin Hood - Prince of Thieves

17. Hunger Games (any of them) @imaginesforthose-wholovefandoms Dean x Reader

18. Willow

19. Silver Linings Playbook @aiaranradnay Dean x Reader

20. The Purge (any of them really - I just like the concept) @abbirae99 Sam x Reader

21. Inception @winchester-family-business Dean x Reader

22. While You Were Sleeping @casownsmyass Destiel

Kari’s favorite activities (just be creative - use it how you want):

23. Writing @emilyevanston Stucky (made an exeption and let my fav marvel blog participate!)

24. Singing (badly - but you don’t have to use that lol) @chaos-and-the-calm67 Dean x Reader

25. Dog Walking (bonus points if it is a german shepherd) @lean-mean-sam-and-dean Dean x Reader)

26. Painting @td122609 Jared x Reader

27. Camping @sammy-moo Sam x Reader

28. Sailing @amanda-teaches Dean x Reader

29. Baking @atari-writes Dean x Reader

30. Talking on phone or skype (with friends) @karlee-fay-my-wayward-son Jensen x Reader

31. Taking long baths or showers @roxy-davenport Dean x Reader

32. Snuggle up on the couch watching tv @winchester-writes Jensen x Reader

33. Going to the movies @emilywritesaboutdean Dean x Reader

Kari’s favorite things/words (make them the center of the fic, theme or just fit them in somehow):

34. Strawberries @percywinchester27 Sam x Reader

35. Serendipity @winchesters-flannels Dean x Reader

36. My mobile (Samsung Galaxy A3 2016 - the one Dean breaks I am pretty sure, dumbass! ;)) @wonderange Dean x Reader

37. Spring

38. Emerald @megansescape Dean x Reader

39. Leather Jacket @winchesterswoonathon Dean x Reader

40. Banana Milkshakes @captainemwinchester Dean x Reader

41. Christmas Lights @deanxfuckingadorablexwinchester Dean x Reader

42. Apple or strawberry Pie (it’s a tie) @xfanqirlinq Dean x Reader

43. Flannel (I am scandinavian not a Winchester I swear :P) @luci-in-trenchcoats Dean x Reader

44. My cucumber Rimmel Mascara (don’t judge me!)

Kari’s favorite Tropes/AUs (self explanatory really):

45. Coffee Shop AU @deanfuckingwinchesterrr Dean x Reader

46. Musician AU @ellen-reincarnated1967 (Jared x Reader)

47. Firefighter AU @jayankles Dean x Reader

48. Friends to Lovers @roxyspearing Dean x Reader

49. Hurt/Comfort @wideawakeandwriting Sam x Reader

50. Forbidden Love @waywardimpalawriter Sam x Reader

51. Neighbor AU @iwantthedean - Jensen x Reader

52. Social Worker AU

53. Cop/FBI AU @flufy07 Dean x Reader

54. Fake Dating @docharleythegeekqueen Dean x Reader

55. Enemies to Lovers - @mysupernaturalfics Dean x Reader

Kari’s favorite Songs (let the song inspire you, let someone sing it, use the lyrics, above playing in the back preferably):

56. Bruce Springsteen - Dancing in The Dark @wayward-mirage Misha x Reader

57. Ed Sheeran - Thinking Out Loud @not-that-rude-but-very-ginger Jensen x Reader

58. Imagine Dragons - Demons @effie-w Dean x Reader

59. Billy Joel - Just the Way You Are @homeschooledonmyhands (Jared and reader no pairing)

60. INXS - Afterglow @pimentogirl Meg x Cas x Dean (focus Cas)

61. Lady Antebellum - Need You Now @dont-trust-humanity Jared x Reader

62. Passenger - Anywhere @adriellej Misha x Reader

63. Sara Bareilles - Breath Again @mrsbatesmotel53 Dean x Reader

64. Kansas - Dust in The Wind @abbessolute Sam x Reader

65. James Arthur - Say You Won’t Let Go @fangirlingfanatic2442 Dean x Reader

66. The Script - The Man Who Won’t Be Moved @bringmesomepie56 Dean x Reader

Tags for signal boost

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thing-you-do-with-that-thing · 8 years ago

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4 AM

Characters: Y/N (reader), Jared Padalecki, Jason (OMC), Rose (OMC)

Pairing: Jason (OMC) x Reader, Jared x Reader

Warnings: Postpartum Depression, Depression, Anxiety attacks, Dickbag husband, Cheating (not Jared), Horrible childhood, Lousy In-Laws

Word Count: 2000ish

A/N: This is my entry for @luci-in-trenchcoats 2K Follower Challenge where my prompt was: “You’re gonna tell me everything”

It is also 1 out of my 13 entries for @mamapeterson / @mrs-squirrel-chester’s Album Fanfiction Challenge where I chose the album “Smoke and Mirrors” by Imagine Dragons. The song prompt for this fic is: It Comes Back To You

Thanks so much to amazing sweet (yet slightly grumpy) @mysupernaturalfics for betaing angst for me.

***My fics are not to be saved nor posted on any other sites without my express written permission.***

You felt as if there was a hole inside of you. The hole was nothing new. It had been there for days, weeks, months, even the depths of it wasn’t new. You had felt the deep dark nothingness inside, that threatened to swallow you once before and it scared the crap out of you. The feeling of being completely and utterly alone had never been more profound though and this time you knew it was true.

You had been the poor girl in the neighborhood growing up. The girl that everyone felt sorry for because her mom was a drunk and her dad was never around. You had never wanted people’s pity. It had infuriated you. You didn’t want people to feel sorry for you. You wanted them to see past your circumstances and see you. You didn’t want them to only give you the time a day because they felt bad for the girl in the holed shoes and size too small clothes that came from a thrift store.

You had been very young when you had decided you never wanted people to feel sorry for you ever again. You wanted a different life for yourself. You wanted a life, a big house, a husband and kids. You wanted all the things you never had growing up and you had fought tooth and nail to get it.

You had gotten a business school education. You had bought your own clothing line. With the help of your then boyfriend, now husband, you had tried to expand. You had had it all or so you had thought. Right up until the moment your little girl was born and your depression had set in. For weeks you hadn’t left the house. You were sure something was about to go wrong. You were sure you were gonna lose her somehow. That everything around you would hurt her, especially if the weren’t within reach or sight.

Your husband, Jason had never understood you. His family never understood. They got angry with you and told you, you were being irrational and that you needed to get yourself together. Their words had run through your head and you felt the small hole inside of you, you had hid so well since you were a child start to grow. Your mind started telling you that no one cared. No one wanted you around and that your daughter would be better off without you in her life.

You had kissed your sleeping daughter on the forehead and you had gone to your kitchen with tears streaming down your face. You had always been unwanted. You had always been the one people pitied and now they didn’t even do that anymore. Now they were angry with you. They wanted you to be normal and to get over whatever it was inside you that prevented you from being happy.

Pity had come later, when you had returned home from the hospital with bandages around your wrist. They had walked around you like you were a fragile porcelain statue that they could break if they breathed wrong somewhere near it. They excluded you from your own business, the only place you had found peace through all these years. Whenever you tried to design something new, someone swept in pulling your pen and paper from your hands.

Your husband insisted it was all to protect you. To make sure you found your way through this and got better. You had chosen to believe him, which had proven to be the biggest mistake of your life. Well maybe aside from marrying him in the first place. When the bank called telling you they needed your signature for the declaration of bankruptcy Jason had filed for your business. You had been sure they had made a mistake. You were so sure that you after having dropped your daughter off with your mother-in-law, you had went to go see him at his work. Only you had seen a lot more of both him and his secretary than you had expected too. You just stood there. Frozen to the spot as she gathered her clothes and ran from his office. You weren’t sure what you had expected from him. Remorse, apologies. Certainly not the anger and blame that you got.

Yes your store had gone under because you didn’t design new clothes. Yes he had slept with someone else for months because you were no longer the woman he married. Because during your mental health break down you hadn’t catered to his needs. Finally your anger met his and he told you he wanted a divorce. He told you to get out of his life and that you were never going to see your daughter again. He told you, you were poison to her and everyone around you. Confirming everything the voices in your head had told you less than a year ago.

You felt the hole inside you grow and the darkness in your mind take over with every added word. So you had fled. You had fled from his office and your life to come here. You were sitting in a Vancouver airport hotel with your legs pulled up under you, staring at the bottle of pills that could end your pathetic life, with your phone lying next to it.

You thought of him. The only true friend you had ever had. The boy that stayed under the bleachers with you when you were crying. The boy that had held you up every time life had tried to beat you down. The boy that had turned into a man standing before you professing his love for you the day before your wedding to Jason. The man you hadn’t chosen because you had been too scared too. Jason was safe. You had cared for him once but never really loved him. Jared. Jared you had loved so much it hurt. So much it had scared you. You always knew losing Jason would hurt, but losing Jared after allowing him in would break you.

You had lied to Jared that day, telling him you didn’t feel the same and never spoken to him since. That was 5 years ago and now you had flown to another country because you felt he would be your only salvation. Because he would understand. Because you still loved him, even if you didn’t deserve his love. Not anymore and maybe not ever.

Tears filled your eyes and your closed your arms around your legs, rocking yourself slightly as the phone call replayed over and over in your head again and again.

“Hello?” his voice had gotten deeper over the years but you still recognized it easily. It still made you feel calm even if you didn’t deserve the comfort his voice brought you. “Is anyone there? Hello?”

“Jared…” your voice sounded broken, just like you felt. It had taken every ounce of strength you could muster even getting his name out.

“Y/N?” He recognized your voice. He didn’t sound angry. Suprised, then worried, but not angry. “Y/N/N what’s wrong? Talk to me sweetheart,” Jared pleaded with you through the phone. Knowing you well enough to know you were breaking from just one word. His name.

“Jared, I am afraid I might do something… I….” you stuttered and you instantly head a scrambling of keys on the other end of the phone.

“Y/N/N, I am coming. I will be on the next flight home. Is there someone you can call closer. You can’t be alone right now,” Jared rambled as you heard him clearly leaving his home.

“You. Jared, I am in Vancouver. Fairmont room 422,” you answered him through your tears.

“Baby, please don’t do anything before I get there. I am on my way. Please wait for me,” Jared pleaded as you hang up the phone. You didn’t want to lie to him again. You didn’t wanna make him a promise you weren’t sure you could keep. You were going to try though. For him you were going to fight.

You looked up just as you heard three knocks and the door opened wide. You hadn’t locked it, knowing you might not be in a state to open it for him. You saw the fear on his face, turn to relief, before it turned back into worry as he walked towards you.

“Y/N?” Jared sat down on the bed next to you and you started rambling, without meaning too. Without purpose.

“He is taking Rose from me. He is taking my daughter,” you cried and Jared’s arms instantly closed around you and you clung to him as if he was your last lifeline, because he was. He rocked you gently, his arms shielding you from the word. His warm, steady breath against your neck somehow gave you strength. Made the darkness inside you seem less grim and the hole shrink just a little.

“Y/N,” Jared looked at you with worry and care written all over his face, “You’re gonna tell me everything now and I will help you. Okay?” Jared smiled tenderly, brushing a strand of hair away from your face and you nodded. You told Jared everything that night. You sat on a hotel room bed at four am in the morning with the man you should have chosen five years ago, spilling every last detail of your life that had fallen to pieces. You never saw blame in his eyes, you saw anger directed towards the man you had married over him, but you never saw any hate towards you. You saw care and love.

“Jared, I am so sorry. I was scared. I loved you. I love you. I always have, but I was just so scared of losing you so I…” you cried and Jared instantly wrapped his arms around.

“You chose something you could bare to lose,” Jared spoke understanding you as well as he always had, making you cry even harder.

“But Rose…” you sobbed against his chest and Jared tighten his grip around you.

“You’re not losing your daughter Y/N. I’m here now. I am going to help you get her back,” Jared promised pulling back just enough to look into your eyes, “Y/N/N I love you too. You’re not losing either of us ever.”

You let out a gasp with his words and your mind instantly started racing, telling you how you didn’t deserve him. How you were going to destroy him by loving him, but it was as if Jared had read you mind. He just simply cupped your face in his huge hands, “don’t do that Y/N. Don’t believe the voices. I’m right here. Let me be here with you.”

You nodded, deciding it was time to be strong just like you had always wanted to be. Not by creating a perfect picture for others to look at but by allowing yourself to be loved. By Jared and by Rose. You were getting your family, even if it wasn’t in the way you had imagined. Jared was here and everything was going to be okay. Eventually. As for right now you let the feel of his soft lips pressed against your chase away the darkness in your mind. You let his strong arms protect you from a world to hurt you and you believed in him when he said you were going to hold your daughter in your arms soon. Jared and Rose was going to be your happy ending and you were willing to fight Jason and the voices for it. As long as you got to feel the way you did right now. Loved, safe and almost happy in the arms of the man you had given your heart long ago.

Jared Tag Team (CLOSED)

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