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The world had been over-run with creatures of the night for centuries, and society was totally clueless. But those who knew? They came together to form an organization known as Project E.S.P. Eliminate, Save, Protect. The head founders being John and Mary Winchester.
The people in Project E.S.P. lived among a secret society - running communications with hunters all over the globe and keeping mankind safe without having any casualties to account for. Even if some managed to slip through the cracks...
Dean Winchester, HFO, isn't a huge fan of his job, and doesn't take it all that seriously. However, his parents being legacies and some of the first few to form the organization meant he didn't have much of a choice. But he's high in rank and good at what he does, so he can't be fired.
But a random day on the job turns his perspective of what he does around, and he has to make a choice.
The job or his life.
And there's only one way to have both. . .
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Or is there?
(NEW CHAPTER 3, I HAVE RETURNED)
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After death, Dean meets Castiel in Heaven. Because there's now endless beer, gas, and second chances.
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Dean has a nightmare and prays to Cas.
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Six Months Ago, Dean received the stigmata- wounds that suddenly appeared on his body, bringing with them visions of crucifixion and the sickening smell of roses. He hoped turning water into wine and fighting Lucifer would be the extent of being The Second Coming, but he was wrong.
The Apocalypse is here and Dean will have more to fight than he ever imagined.
Dean may be the Messiah, but he doesn't feel like it.
Here are some companion character playlists:
Dean
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Sam
Enjoy!Update 9/11/2024: Chapter 7 is up.
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- Part 2 of Lazarusverse
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The Angel Watches Over by SerpentCountess for typicalopposite
Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005)
30 May 2024
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A pre- and post-canon study of the Winchesters' lives, as told with soup
(Inspired by a prompt from typicalopposite)
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When little Sammy says he hates Dean, Dean breaks. He runs to the woods, and an injured bunny finds him. Dean starts to believe angels really are watching over. Many years later, Dean meets this beautiful man and becomes instantly intrigued. Angels may be closer than ever, still carefully watching over Dean.
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One Love Will Burn Your Soul Forever by Never_Give_In
Fandoms: Supernatural, Batman: Under the Red Hood (2010), Batman (Comics)
02 Dec 2022
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Jason’s guardian angel continues to stare down at him, lips curving into a fond smile as he reverently ghosts a finger over the baby’s dark strawberry blond locks, interrupted only by a shock of unnatural white in the shadows of bangs on his head.
𝘎𝘰𝘥'𝘴 𝘙𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘔𝘢𝘯, Castiel muses silently, continuing to silently attempt to soothe the baby to sleep without success. Jason continues to gurgle and coo uninterrupted at the trenchcoated angel watching over him.
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Or: Five Times Castiel Watched Over the Reincarnation of Dean Without His Knowledge (and two times Jason knew)
In short: Dean Winchester is reincarnated as Jason Todd, and Castiel is assigned to be his Guardian Angel.
---Basically, this is an AU inspired by Jensen's roles as both Dean and Jason Todd, as well as the similarity of both characters. (But also my desire for both characters to have canon boyfriends and Castiel fits the bill. Plus I thrive on the idea of Castiel meeting the Bat-Family.)
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Dean não confia em anjos. Eles são manipuladores, presunçosos e egoístas. Mas quando Dean tem problemas numa caçada, talvez haja um anjo em quem ele pode confiar.
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- Part 1 of O Anjo da Guarda de Dean
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- Português brasileiro
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- 1/1
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Art for The Bad Seed
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‘It’s okay, Dean. I’ve got him.”
Sam’s words still clung to him like they’d been carved into his skin. The last words he said before he disappeared into the pit forever. It wasn’t supposed to end like this.
But it had. And there wasn’t a damn thing Dean could do except—
Except keep a promise he made to Sam. Promise of a white picket-fence life. A normal life, devoid of the horrors of hunting.
A life without Sam. And...a life without Cas.
Lisa and Ben were his ideal family, or so he tried to believe. He loved them, and they loved him back. On the surface, they were a happy household. Dean, however, was anything but.
On some particularly starry nights, he finds his head tilt skywards, lips moving in a silent prayer to the angel who’d left with a promise of his own. Talking of his lost brother, and his own lost purpose. Most nights, Castiel doesn’t answer back.
But one night, he does.
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Dean needs some help, so he turns to a higher power.
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(Set somewhere in season 4, pre-slash destiel)
Title from Like a Prayer by MadonnaSeries
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He watches from behind the wall as Dean creeps slowly down the stairs, ensuring that his footfalls are almost silent. Stranger still is huge bag strapped to his back… if Sam didn’t know better he’s say its… moving?
“Dean!” he snaps, letting his worry show, “Cass just… vanished in a plume of … trench-coat and before that… I saw something… I don’t even understand this.” He sputters.
Impassive, Dean just glances towards the exit.
“Did you hear me?” he tries again.
“Yup.” Dean assures, still glancing at the door, “Heard you like a bell. We’ll talk in the morning Sammy. Night.”
“Night?” he parrots. “Cass is in trouble.”
“Cass is a um, heh.” He laughs, “Big boy.”
Why isn’t he doing anything? And what’s in that damn bag?
Sam wrenches it open.
Sam takes a good long look at the child who now sits happily at their table. Glow-y blue eyes, hair dark as night, an unflinching stare that seems to be directed only at Dean, chewing on Dean’s index finger like it’s candy. With jerky motions he wraps the trench-coat around the child, still unable to reconcile what he knows with what he sees.
Dean laughs, “Now you really are a baby in a trench-coat.” Cass bites down.
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A bunch of one-shots based on how I think Supernatural will end.
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“There’s something I’ve always wanted to know… so I’ll give you a chance to save them.” Chuck raises one finger then. “One of them.”
“What?” Sam snaps, glancing around with wild eyes. “It’s Dean, you gotta save Dean.”
His voice is desperate yet resigned. Sam’s breaths come in pants and he’s clearly frazzled. The brothers clearly recognize that Chuck means business. Castiel tries to catch Dean’s gaze, to try and gauge his reaction but he’s facing Sam, staring at his brother intently.
As expected, Dean shakes his head no before turning to face the angel. “Cass, you know Sammy has a future. Please. Do this for me.”
He’s never been able to deny Dean anything. But doing this would mean losing him. And if he saves Dean, they lose Sam. It’s an impossible choice. Castiel feels his eyes burn and he’s forced to look away from Dean. How can he pick one when they both mean so much to him? It feels like he isn’t in his body, like some other person is standing here, being asked to pick which one of their family members lives and which dies. Flashes of their bodies on the ground, eyes burnt out swarm his mind.
Sam... or Dean?
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You always had your angels watching over you, since the day you were born. They were to protect you, and to make sure you were happy. Until they all disappeared.
(I do not consent my works to be posted anywhere else, by anyone other than myself)Series
- Part 2 of Supernatural Fics
- Part 1 of One Shots
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“I think it’s time for me to move on.” Everyone leaves.
A calliope of sound bombards him.
So much for ‘we are real.’ So much for them.
Maybe they could have fixed things. He knew they’d both done things and said things. There hadn’t been time to think about what he feels… to separate emotion from adrenaline. But the angel had decided it was too late. He’d decided it was too late just like he’d decided not to tell them about Jack… when he decided to change the plan.
Maybe this is for the best. But…
Every receding footstep thuds like a nail.
Clang.
Clang.
Against the metal stair case that leads to the door.
‘Welcome to the end.’
Nailing him to his coffin.
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He can move on.
But his feet remain rooted to the dirt outside the bunker door; the home that was never really his.
After thousands of years he can tell when something is broken... and yet, he’d stood in the glass, bleeding out for far too long.
The moon shone brightly, the insects chirped and the world carried on once more… utterly oblivious to how close it had been to ending.
Castiel walks away numbly yet all too raw. The earth may be fine but his world had just imploded.
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“You told me in tongues.” Dean snaps “Can you try it again in English?”
At his side, Cass bristles. “My deal is when I’m happy he will take me.”
“Dean.” He begins. “The things that can make me happy are numbered. When the Shadow peered inside my mind, it saw everything. My feelings of inadequacy and uselessness, my greatest fears, my enemies… the people I love.”
“I’m not saying you made the wrong call Cass.” He says gently. “Just - why didn’t you tell us?”
“What would that have done?”
“Something.” Dean insists. “We'd have gone face to face with that monster!”
“There it is.” Cass says softly. “What good would that have done? The thing that could make me happy… facing off against the being who wishes to take it all away?”
That gives Dean pause. “Me and Sam… we make you happy?”
“Yes.” Cass says carefully. “Being with you and Sam brings me great joy.”
“Dean.” Cass says sternly, catching his attention. “Once I thought that you knew. You are a connoisseur in matters such as this. Now, that we're in a place that is all our own, I think you’re ready to hear this.”
Dean’s been ready for the past hour, but okay.
“You make me unbelievably happy Dean.”
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He doesn’t understand why Dean likes forcing them to watch his old stupid Westerns. Most times, Sam just goes along with it because he can just tune it out. Of course it helps that Cass always shows up for Dean’s movie marathons. He supposes it’s because Cass is a fan of hanging out with them. Or it could be because he likes popped corn. He usually eats at least an entire bowl-full, despite not actually needing to. Dean especially enjoys the way he sometimes uses his grace to pop the hard kernels that settle to the bottom.
With Cass’ grace waning though, Sam doubts that there will be any antics tonight.
Cass and Dean have just recently gotten back on speaking terms. And unsurprisingly, there was no gentle progression back into friendship. Both seemed eager to just pick up where they left off immediately.
Cass makes a strange noise as he stares down at his phone. Sam gives him a quizzical look.
“Dean, can you pause?” He asks.
Dean presses pause and looks between then, with a miffed expression.
“What?”
Sam just shrugs.
“Sam.” Cass says slowly. “You spell my name as ‘C-a-s-s.’ Why?”
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Castiel takes Sam up on the way he spells his name
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♫ If You’re Happy And You Know It Clap Your Hands ♫ by sandean_cas
Fandoms: Supernatural
07 May 2020
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Dean fiddles with his glass. “I uh, now that this is over. Now that we can have a normal life. I’ve been thinking of starting something.”
Dean Winchester’s love. He knows that he must have it; in a certain capacity. But he wants it to be different. He wants Dean’s love to be of the same caliber as his… from the same deep seated desire.
“I’m happy for you Dean.”
“No you’re not.” He says with a dry look. “Do you want to at least meet them?”
Castiel would rather jump into hell but okay.
“Where is she?”
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Surveying the room, he finds nothing out of place. Castiel wonders where Dean’s lady is.
In typical Dean fashion, he saunters up to the closet and rips it open.
Really?
Castiel walks closer anyway, curiosity waring with his jealousy.
He looks inside and finds nothing.
“Do you see them?” Dean questions eagerly.
“No.” he says sourly.
Dean rolls his eyes. “Look closer.”
Castiel looks for the hell of it. And nothing. Big surprise.
“I see nothing but your lumberjack clothes and this infuriating mirror.”
Dean chuckles at his discomfort. “And who’s in the mirror, jackass?”
Castiel looks back, just to confirm.
“Me?”
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Dean pauses, hesitating slightly with one hand half raised. “You’re sure he’s sleeping right?”
Cass grins. “Definitely.”
“Are you like a bajillion percent sure?” Dean asks again, nervousness making his featured pinch.
Laying an arm on his hand, Cass whispers: “Yes Dean. He’s asleep. I should know because I see the same patterns when you are asleep.”
“Your creeper habits are coming in handy then.” Dean teases.
Cass shakes his head wryly, but his eyes are still filled with mirth. His head slowly gravitating towards Dean.
Their lips meet and their eyes shut in bliss. Dean’s hands make their way to Cass’ nape whilst Cass’ hands come up to cup Dean’s face, dragging him closer.
“Woah.” Dean says suddenly, his eyes darting back to Sam again. “Here?”
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Sam is just trying to sleep and Dean and Cass make some noise!
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The ocean.
The wind blows harshly against his back, pushing him towards his destiny.
What will Sam do when he finds out that Dean drugged him and bolted?
He can’t just not call.
Dean dials the number. Cass number.
“Hello Dean.” He can practically hear Cass squint. “Where are you? The cell signal is substandard.”
“Well.” He says brightly. “That’s the ocean for you.”
“You went to the beach?” Cass voice is dry and unbelieving.
“Cass.” He says, “I just called to say… goodbye.”
“Wait!” Cass says urgently. “Where are you going Dean? Is it fishing? Because if it is, I can come with you. I’m quite capable of standing immobile with a stick.”
Dean smiles. “Thanks for the offer Cass, but no.”
Dean hears a loud sound then. Like a door slamming shut. The only place with a door that sounds like that… is the bunker.
The bunker with poisoned Sam.
“You’re at the bunker.” He whispers in horror.
He almost drops the phone into the ocean.
This was a mistake.
Cass must have been tracking the call all this time. And Dean had babbled on and on and now Cass probably has his-
“And you’re on Vágur. You always did pick the best places to die.”