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Title: Cruel Intentions

Author: @ajacentlee - Ao3

Artist: @dreamsfromthebunker - Ao3

Fic Link: [Ao3]

Art Link [Tumblr]

Rating: Mature

Archive Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Major Tags: Twincest, Angst, Inspired by A Movie, Threesome-M/M/M, Soulmate-Identifying Marks, Mild S&M, Alcohol/Drugs, Emotional Manipulation, Dean/Castiel/Jimmy

Pairings: Amelia/Jimmy, Dean/Castiel/Jimmy, Castiel/Jimmy, Sam/Madison, Amara/Cain

Summary:

Jimmy Novak was born six minutes before his twin brother Castiel.

Even though the age difference is insignificant Jimmy has always took pride in being a big brother.

It’s a known fact among older siblings that sharing is always bestowed upon them, and it’s very hard to do.

Jimmy on the other hand is pretty much use to the idea of sharing and doesn’t mind it at all.

He loves his brother and would do anything to make him happy, even if that means putting Castiel before himself.

He shares his toys, Halloween candy, parent’s attention, and even his food.

So it didn’t come as much of a shock to him that when he turned the ripe age of sixteen and woke up with his soul mate tattoo, he would have to share.

Teaser:

The car ride is short but unbearable. Castiel continues his fidgeting. “Are you going to kill me or something? I’m going to let you know I’m a black belt in tae kwon do.”

Dean just laughs at the crazy assumption as the car drifts over a dirt road, flinging rocks up that hit the back tires and bumper. The trees open up to a clearing and in the distance sits a bridge that looks ancient.  It creaks and groans under the Impala’s weight, but otherwise seems steady. .. “This is my favorite place to go when I need time to think. I felt you would like it too.”

Castiel stills in the seat and looks out the window at the blue water down below. “No one comes near this bridge anymore since they built the one across town. Cool, huh?”

Halfway across, Dean cuts the car off and gets out. Castiel gets out of the car and takes in his surroundings. There are a flock of gulls flying above the water that makes the whole scene breathtaking. There are a few boats on the water in the distance. Trees line the river and sand makes up a portion of the river bank. They’re up fairly high and Castiel takes a stone and throws it off the bridge. After a few seconds it hits the water with a loud clonk. Dean watches as Cas trudges back and forth on the bridge amazed at everything. Dean walks up to him and places a hand on his shoulder. “It’s peaceful here. You know the old expression, ‘If your friend jumps off a bridge would you jump too?’”

Castiel turns his focus back on Dean. “Yeah, what does that have to do with anything?”

Dean looks out at the vast amount of water. The bridge is high, but the water down below looks refreshing. Dean licks his lips generously as he watches a fish jump up from the water. “I use to laugh at that saying, especially when my mom would say it. I would cut up in high school with my friends and get in trouble a lot. She’d get so pissed and chew me out for it.” Dean dangles a single leg over the bridges edge, and then pulls it back quickly.  

“Now that I’m older, I know what she meant. This whole situation we’re in is crazy, you know? Jimmy is just different. He took to it like it wasn’t. He just dove straight in and hasn’t thought about anything. Personally, I have doubts, and I know you do too. But I want so badly to be like Jimmy. I just want to dive into it without any second thoughts. And I want you to come with me. If I jump, would you jump too?”

Castiel stutters as he tries to think of something to say. “Dean, I don’t understand what you’re talking about.”

“If I jump, I want you to jump, too.”

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Rating: Mature Ship: Dean/Cas/Jimmy

Jimmy Novak was born six minutes before his twin brother Castiel.

Even though the age difference is insignificant, Jimmy has always took pride in being a big brother.
It’s a known fact among older siblings that sharing is required, and it’s very hard to do.
Jimmy on the other hand is pretty much use to the idea of sharing and doesn’t mind it at all.
He loves his brother and would do anything to make him happy, even if that means putting Castiel before himself.
He’s shared his toys, clothes, room, Halloween candy, parent’s attention, and even his food.
So it didn’t come as much of a shock to him that when he turned the ripe age of sixteen and woke up with his soul mate tattoo, he would have to share.

Read the fic by @ajacentlee on AO3 here. (Check the tags.)

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Notes: Here’s the art I put together for ajacentlee’s fic. It was tough drawing this, as the original Cruel Intentions movie promo that the Dean/Cas/Jimmy image is based on includes some very impossible positioning (read: Photoshopped), which I wasn’t about to follow in my drawing.

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Title: Cruel Intentions

Author: @ajacentlee - Ao3

Artist: @dreamsfromthebunker - Ao3

Fic Link: [Ao3]

Art Link [Tumblr]

Rating: Mature

Archive Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Major Tags: Twincest, Angst, Inspired by A Movie, Threesome-M/M/M, Soulmate-Identifying Marks, Mild S&M, Alcohol/Drugs, Emotional Manipulation, Dean/Castiel/Jimmy

Pairings: Amelia/Jimmy, Dean/Castiel/Jimmy, Castiel/Jimmy, Sam/Madison, Amara/Cain

Summary:

Jimmy Novak was born six minutes before his twin brother Castiel.

Even though the age difference is insignificant Jimmy has always took pride in being a big brother.

It’s a known fact among older siblings that sharing is always bestowed upon them, and it’s very hard to do.

Jimmy on the other hand is pretty much use to the idea of sharing and doesn’t mind it at all.

He loves his brother and would do anything to make him happy, even if that means putting Castiel before himself.

He shares his toys, Halloween candy, parent’s attention, and even his food.

So it didn’t come as much of a shock to him that when he turned the ripe age of sixteen and woke up with his soul mate tattoo, he would have to share.

Teaser:

The car ride is short but unbearable. Castiel continues his fidgeting. “Are you going to kill me or something? I’m going to let you know I’m a black belt in tae kwon do.”

Dean just laughs at the crazy assumption as the car drifts over a dirt road, flinging rocks up that hit the back tires and bumper. The trees open up to a clearing and in the distance sits a bridge that looks ancient.  It creaks and groans under the Impala’s weight, but otherwise seems steady. .. “This is my favorite place to go when I need time to think. I felt you would like it too.”

Castiel stills in the seat and looks out the window at the blue water down below. “No one comes near this bridge anymore since they built the one across town. Cool, huh?”

Halfway across, Dean cuts the car off and gets out. Castiel gets out of the car and takes in his surroundings. There are a flock of gulls flying above the water that makes the whole scene breathtaking. There are a few boats on the water in the distance. Trees line the river and sand makes up a portion of the river bank. They’re up fairly high and Castiel takes a stone and throws it off the bridge. After a few seconds it hits the water with a loud clonk. Dean watches as Cas trudges back and forth on the bridge amazed at everything. Dean walks up to him and places a hand on his shoulder. “It’s peaceful here. You know the old expression, ‘If your friend jumps off a bridge would you jump too?’”

Castiel turns his focus back on Dean. “Yeah, what does that have to do with anything?”

Dean looks out at the vast amount of water. The bridge is high, but the water down below looks refreshing. Dean licks his lips generously as he watches a fish jump up from the water. “I use to laugh at that saying, especially when my mom would say it. I would cut up in high school with my friends and get in trouble a lot. She’d get so pissed and chew me out for it.” Dean dangles a single leg over the bridges edge, and then pulls it back quickly.  

“Now that I’m older, I know what she meant. This whole situation we’re in is crazy, you know? Jimmy is just different. He took to it like it wasn’t. He just dove straight in and hasn’t thought about anything. Personally, I have doubts, and I know you do too. But I want so badly to be like Jimmy. I just want to dive into it without any second thoughts. And I want you to come with me. If I jump, would you jump too?”

Castiel stutters as he tries to think of something to say. “Dean, I don’t understand what you’re talking about.”

“If I jump, I want you to jump, too.”

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Title: When Your True Destiny Is To Lead

Author: @anonymousantonym

Artist: @kuwlshadow

Fandom: Supernatural

Pairing: Dean/Castiel/Jimmy

Rating: Explicit

Summary:  When Henry Winchester started the apocalypse; sacrificing himself to save his son’s life, he had no idea what he would bring about. If he had known, he wouldn’t have believed heaven would lose.
Now, in 2017, Henry’s grandsons; Sam and Dean, struggle to survive in a world where Lucifer walks the Earth, demons and victims of the Croatoan virus destroy everything in their path, and angels are selfish and frightened.
It’s been eight years since the Winchesters formed Camp Salvage. Eight years of hunting, fighting and protecting those around them. Dean is tired. He’s tired of being responsible for so much. But there isn’t an end in sight. The Devil toys with the world, and it won’t be long until the Croats kill them all. Dean is done. He’s had enough of fighting losing odds. Then—they hear word of an angel. Dean puts his game face on once more, leading a team in search of answers, help, or simply retribution.
What they find instead, sends them into a tailspin that can only end two ways; wholesale destruction, the final, true end of all things, or the longest of shots; they win.
With some unexpected tactical advantages, maybe Dean finally stands a chance: not just to survive, but to find a reason to want to.

Challenge: @dcjbigbang

Source: Background

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Title: When Your True Destiny Is To Lead

Author: @anonymousantonym Ao3

Artist: @kuwlshadow

Fic Link: [Ao3]

Art Link: [Tumblr]

Rating: Explicit

Archive Warnings: Noncon/dubcon

Major Tags: AU – Canon divergent, AU – Endverse!divergence, Twincest, Threesome, Anal sex, switching, barebacking, slow burn, established Cas/Jimmy, hidden relationship, some relationship angst, unsupportive!Sam, tentative relationship building, Angel possession, in-vessel non-con (referenced), 2014!Dean(ish), minor character death, canon typical violence, gore, blood, angst, Bi Dean, Gay Cas, Gay Jimmy, Voyeurism, canon typical injuries, tattoos, branding, imprisonment, hurt!Dean, multiple POV, tiny moments of fluff, somnophilia.

Pairings: Dean x Castiel x Jimmy, Castiel x Jimmy, Michael x Raphael (referenced)

Summary:

When Henry Winchester started the apocalypse by sacrificing himself to save his son’s life, he had no notion of what his action would bring about.

If he had known, he wouldn’t have imagined that heaven would lose.

Now, in 2017, Henry’s grandsons; Sam and Dean, are struggling to survive in a world where Lucifer walks the Earth, demons and the rabid victims of the Croatoan virus destroy everything in their path, and angels are selfish, scared and frightened.

It’s been eight years. Eight years since Dean, Sam and the others came together to form Camp Salvage. Eight years of hunting and fighting, of protecting the men, women and children who look up to them, and Dean is tired. He’s tired of being responsible for so many people. But there isn’t an end in sight. The Devil toys with the planet, and they don’t have long to go until the Croats kill them; one by one until there is no one left.

Dean is done. He’s had enough of fighting losing odds.

That is, until they hear word of an angel. The first since the guardian angel who let their grandfather die.

Dean puts his game face on once more, leading a team in search of answers, or help, or simply retribution.

What they find, instead, sends them into a tailspin that can only end two ways; wholesale destruction, the final, true end of all things, or the longest of shots; they win.

With some unexpected tactical advantages—a pair of vessels, mysterious creatures only a few can see, and a rogue god on their side—maybe Dean finally stands a chance: not just to survive, but to find a reason to want to.

Teaser:

Sam swore. The ground began to shake, the buildings across the intersection of the wide road, where the rest of his men still stood, partly hidden, began to shift and quake. “Stop!” he yelled, knowing it would be pointless. An archangel’s power was beyond anything they even vaguely knew how to fight.

The angel sneered as the ground gave one final twitch, sending a broken wall crashing down, ejecting a screaming, bleeding hunter who stumbled directly into the burning wall of Holy Oil.

Horror froze Sam as he watched the twitching, writhing body impaled on a tongue of flame, unable to pull himself free.

He watched as the burning circle was broken.

He watched as the rest of the man’s team flew from their hiding places to try and save their comrade, too late.

He watched as one of them pulled a gun, and pressed it, with compassion, to the man’s forehead and stopped the screams.

He watched as the archangel wheezed another laugh, glassy eyes pulled wide, and made to zap himself from the scene.

He watched with joint surprise, fascination, and nausea, as the vessel’s eyes widened even further, saw the angel throw the body he wore, a lurching, abortive movement upward, and failed to disappear.

He watched with rising wonder as the angel’s body remained stationary, bound to Earth, unable to move, to fly. The angel’s borrowed face morphed into an expression of terror, eyes now impossibly wide, blood vessels bursting as he strained and pushed and finally-

Gave up.

Sam threw himself to the ground, eyes screwed shut against the blinding white light as the archangel threw himself, his true form, from the vessel. The stuff of his being, Grace, pure power and energy, flowing away, up.

Sam could see the Grace escape upward, even through the skin of his closed eyelids, clearly able to escape the circle.

Silence fell as the burning blue-white light of Raphael’s Grace left, leaving in its wake only the harsh sounds of Sam’s own breath rasping in his throat and the too-fast thump of his heart in his chest.

A dry cough, painful and gasping, broke the illusion that he was alone.

Sam dragged his eyes open, still fearful of seeing the angel’s true form, burning and terrible. He had enough learning, had seen enough corpses, to know that his eyes would be left mere fluid running down his cheeks if he had set his eyes on it. Instead, his eyes showed him the world, just as before, little changed, only now, the red streaked after-images of a celestial being danced across his vision.

He glared at the road’s cold and dusty surface, blinking hard.

“Well. That was different,” stated a new voice, flat and tired sounding, deep and rough. Familiar.

He looked up and set eyes upon the vessel.

He was alive.

Hunched over, coughing dust, blood where his eyes were meant to be, but alive.

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Title: When Your True Destiny Is To Lead

Author: @anonymousantonym

Artist: @kuwlshadow

Fandom: Supernatural

Pairing: Dean/Castiel/Jimmy

Rating: Explicit

Summary:  When Henry Winchester started the apocalypse; sacrificing himself to save his son’s life, he had no idea what he would bring about. If he had known, he wouldn’t have believed heaven would lose.
Now, in 2017, Henry’s grandsons; Sam and Dean, struggle to survive in a world where Lucifer walks the Earth, demons and victims of the Croatoan virus destroy everything in their path, and angels are selfish and frightened.
It’s been eight years since the Winchesters formed Camp Salvage. Eight years of hunting, fighting and protecting those around them. Dean is tired. He’s tired of being responsible for so much. But there isn’t an end in sight. The Devil toys with the world, and it won’t be long until the Croats kill them all. Dean is done. He’s had enough of fighting losing odds. Then—they hear word of an angel. Dean puts his game face on once more, leading a team in search of answers, help, or simply retribution.
What they find instead, sends them into a tailspin that can only end two ways; wholesale destruction, the final, true end of all things, or the longest of shots; they win.
With some unexpected tactical advantages, maybe Dean finally stands a chance: not just to survive, but to find a reason to want to.

Challenge: @dcjbigbang

Source: Background

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Title: When Your True Destiny Is To Lead

Author: @anonymousantonym Ao3

Artist: @kuwlshadow

Fic Link: [Ao3]

Art Link: [Tumblr]

Rating: Explicit

Archive Warnings: Noncon/dubcon

Major Tags: AU – Canon divergent, AU – Endverse!divergence, Twincest, Threesome, Anal sex, switching, barebacking, slow burn, established Cas/Jimmy, hidden relationship, some relationship angst, unsupportive!Sam, tentative relationship building, Angel possession, in-vessel non-con (referenced), 2014!Dean(ish), minor character death, canon typical violence, gore, blood, angst, Bi Dean, Gay Cas, Gay Jimmy, Voyeurism, canon typical injuries, tattoos, branding, imprisonment, hurt!Dean, multiple POV, tiny moments of fluff, somnophilia.

Pairings: Dean x Castiel x Jimmy, Castiel x Jimmy, Michael x Raphael (referenced)

Summary:

When Henry Winchester started the apocalypse by sacrificing himself to save his son’s life, he had no notion of what his action would bring about.

If he had known, he wouldn’t have imagined that heaven would lose.

Now, in 2017, Henry’s grandsons; Sam and Dean, are struggling to survive in a world where Lucifer walks the Earth, demons and the rabid victims of the Croatoan virus destroy everything in their path, and angels are selfish, scared and frightened.

It’s been eight years. Eight years since Dean, Sam and the others came together to form Camp Salvage. Eight years of hunting and fighting, of protecting the men, women and children who look up to them, and Dean is tired. He’s tired of being responsible for so many people. But there isn’t an end in sight. The Devil toys with the planet, and they don’t have long to go until the Croats kill them; one by one until there is no one left.

Dean is done. He’s had enough of fighting losing odds.

That is, until they hear word of an angel. The first since the guardian angel who let their grandfather die.

Dean puts his game face on once more, leading a team in search of answers, or help, or simply retribution.

What they find, instead, sends them into a tailspin that can only end two ways; wholesale destruction, the final, true end of all things, or the longest of shots; they win.

With some unexpected tactical advantages—a pair of vessels, mysterious creatures only a few can see, and a rogue god on their side—maybe Dean finally stands a chance: not just to survive, but to find a reason to want to.

Teaser:

Sam swore. The ground began to shake, the buildings across the intersection of the wide road, where the rest of his men still stood, partly hidden, began to shift and quake. “Stop!” he yelled, knowing it would be pointless. An archangel’s power was beyond anything they even vaguely knew how to fight.

The angel sneered as the ground gave one final twitch, sending a broken wall crashing down, ejecting a screaming, bleeding hunter who stumbled directly into the burning wall of Holy Oil.

Horror froze Sam as he watched the twitching, writhing body impaled on a tongue of flame, unable to pull himself free.

He watched as the burning circle was broken.

He watched as the rest of the man’s team flew from their hiding places to try and save their comrade, too late.

He watched as one of them pulled a gun, and pressed it, with compassion, to the man’s forehead and stopped the screams.

He watched as the archangel wheezed another laugh, glassy eyes pulled wide, and made to zap himself from the scene.

He watched with joint surprise, fascination, and nausea, as the vessel’s eyes widened even further, saw the angel throw the body he wore, a lurching, abortive movement upward, and failed to disappear.

He watched with rising wonder as the angel’s body remained stationary, bound to Earth, unable to move, to fly. The angel’s borrowed face morphed into an expression of terror, eyes now impossibly wide, blood vessels bursting as he strained and pushed and finally-

Gave up.

Sam threw himself to the ground, eyes screwed shut against the blinding white light as the archangel threw himself, his true form, from the vessel. The stuff of his being, Grace, pure power and energy, flowing away, up.

Sam could see the Grace escape upward, even through the skin of his closed eyelids, clearly able to escape the circle.

Silence fell as the burning blue-white light of Raphael’s Grace left, leaving in its wake only the harsh sounds of Sam’s own breath rasping in his throat and the too-fast thump of his heart in his chest.

A dry cough, painful and gasping, broke the illusion that he was alone.

Sam dragged his eyes open, still fearful of seeing the angel’s true form, burning and terrible. He had enough learning, had seen enough corpses, to know that his eyes would be left mere fluid running down his cheeks if he had set his eyes on it. Instead, his eyes showed him the world, just as before, little changed, only now, the red streaked after-images of a celestial being danced across his vision.

He glared at the road’s cold and dusty surface, blinking hard.

“Well. That was different,” stated a new voice, flat and tired sounding, deep and rough. Familiar.

He looked up and set eyes upon the vessel.

He was alive.

Hunched over, coughing dust, blood where his eyes were meant to be, but alive.

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Title: When Your True Destiny Is To Lead

Author: @anonymousantonym

Artist: @kuwlshadow

Fandom: Supernatural

Pairing: Dean/Castiel/Jimmy

Rating: Explicit

Summary:  When Henry Winchester started the apocalypse; sacrificing himself to save his son’s life, he had no idea what he would bring about. If he had known, he wouldn’t have believed heaven would lose.
Now, in 2017, Henry’s grandsons; Sam and Dean, struggle to survive in a world where Lucifer walks the Earth, demons and victims of the Croatoan virus destroy everything in their path, and angels are selfish and frightened.
It’s been eight years since the Winchesters formed Camp Salvage. Eight years of hunting, fighting and protecting those around them. Dean is tired. He’s tired of being responsible for so much. But there isn’t an end in sight. The Devil toys with the world, and it won’t be long until the Croats kill them all. Dean is done. He’s had enough of fighting losing odds. Then—they hear word of an angel. Dean puts his game face on once more, leading a team in search of answers, help, or simply retribution.
What they find instead, sends them into a tailspin that can only end two ways; wholesale destruction, the final, true end of all things, or the longest of shots; they win.
With some unexpected tactical advantages, maybe Dean finally stands a chance: not just to survive, but to find a reason to want to.

Challenge: @dcjbigbang

Source: Background

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Title: When Your True Destiny Is To Lead

Author: @anonymousantonym Ao3

Artist: @kuwlshadow

Fic Link: [Ao3]

Art Link: [Tumblr]

Rating: Explicit

Archive Warnings: Noncon/dubcon

Major Tags: AU – Canon divergent, AU – Endverse!divergence, Twincest, Threesome, Anal sex, switching, barebacking, slow burn, established Cas/Jimmy, hidden relationship, some relationship angst, unsupportive!Sam, tentative relationship building, Angel possession, in-vessel non-con (referenced), 2014!Dean(ish), minor character death, canon typical violence, gore, blood, angst, Bi Dean, Gay Cas, Gay Jimmy, Voyeurism, canon typical injuries, tattoos, branding, imprisonment, hurt!Dean, multiple POV, tiny moments of fluff, somnophilia.

Pairings: Dean x Castiel x Jimmy, Castiel x Jimmy, Michael x Raphael (referenced)

Summary:

When Henry Winchester started the apocalypse by sacrificing himself to save his son’s life, he had no notion of what his action would bring about.

If he had known, he wouldn’t have imagined that heaven would lose.

Now, in 2017, Henry’s grandsons; Sam and Dean, are struggling to survive in a world where Lucifer walks the Earth, demons and the rabid victims of the Croatoan virus destroy everything in their path, and angels are selfish, scared and frightened.

It’s been eight years. Eight years since Dean, Sam and the others came together to form Camp Salvage. Eight years of hunting and fighting, of protecting the men, women and children who look up to them, and Dean is tired. He’s tired of being responsible for so many people. But there isn’t an end in sight. The Devil toys with the planet, and they don’t have long to go until the Croats kill them; one by one until there is no one left.

Dean is done. He’s had enough of fighting losing odds.

That is, until they hear word of an angel. The first since the guardian angel who let their grandfather die.

Dean puts his game face on once more, leading a team in search of answers, or help, or simply retribution.

What they find, instead, sends them into a tailspin that can only end two ways; wholesale destruction, the final, true end of all things, or the longest of shots; they win.

With some unexpected tactical advantages—a pair of vessels, mysterious creatures only a few can see, and a rogue god on their side—maybe Dean finally stands a chance: not just to survive, but to find a reason to want to.

Teaser:

Sam swore. The ground began to shake, the buildings across the intersection of the wide road, where the rest of his men still stood, partly hidden, began to shift and quake. “Stop!” he yelled, knowing it would be pointless. An archangel’s power was beyond anything they even vaguely knew how to fight.

The angel sneered as the ground gave one final twitch, sending a broken wall crashing down, ejecting a screaming, bleeding hunter who stumbled directly into the burning wall of Holy Oil.

Horror froze Sam as he watched the twitching, writhing body impaled on a tongue of flame, unable to pull himself free.

He watched as the burning circle was broken.

He watched as the rest of the man’s team flew from their hiding places to try and save their comrade, too late.

He watched as one of them pulled a gun, and pressed it, with compassion, to the man’s forehead and stopped the screams.

He watched as the archangel wheezed another laugh, glassy eyes pulled wide, and made to zap himself from the scene.

He watched with joint surprise, fascination, and nausea, as the vessel’s eyes widened even further, saw the angel throw the body he wore, a lurching, abortive movement upward, and failed to disappear.

He watched with rising wonder as the angel’s body remained stationary, bound to Earth, unable to move, to fly. The angel’s borrowed face morphed into an expression of terror, eyes now impossibly wide, blood vessels bursting as he strained and pushed and finally-

Gave up.

Sam threw himself to the ground, eyes screwed shut against the blinding white light as the archangel threw himself, his true form, from the vessel. The stuff of his being, Grace, pure power and energy, flowing away, up.

Sam could see the Grace escape upward, even through the skin of his closed eyelids, clearly able to escape the circle.

Silence fell as the burning blue-white light of Raphael’s Grace left, leaving in its wake only the harsh sounds of Sam’s own breath rasping in his throat and the too-fast thump of his heart in his chest.

A dry cough, painful and gasping, broke the illusion that he was alone.

Sam dragged his eyes open, still fearful of seeing the angel’s true form, burning and terrible. He had enough learning, had seen enough corpses, to know that his eyes would be left mere fluid running down his cheeks if he had set his eyes on it. Instead, his eyes showed him the world, just as before, little changed, only now, the red streaked after-images of a celestial being danced across his vision.

He glared at the road’s cold and dusty surface, blinking hard.

“Well. That was different,” stated a new voice, flat and tired sounding, deep and rough. Familiar.

He looked up and set eyes upon the vessel.

He was alive.

Hunched over, coughing dust, blood where his eyes were meant to be, but alive.

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Title:An’ It Harm None, Do What Ye Will

Author: @intotheruins

Artist: @kuwlshadow

Fandom: Supernatural

Pairing: Castiel/Jimmy/Dean/Sam

Summary:  People are disappearing into a forest outside a small town in northern Michigan, and they aren’t coming back out. When Sam and Dean question the locals, they’re told all kinds of tales about the different fae folk who live in the woods, and nearly all of them could be responsible. In the end, they have no choice but to go into the forest themselves.
The trees speak. Pixies giggle at them from sunbeams and mutated fae attack without warning, and the forest won’t let them leave. The only safe place is the home of a pair of witch twins who save them from a kelpie, but even their protections might not be enough to keep the forest out.

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