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otherwindow:

Unlike Lucifer, some angels never fell from heaven willingly – they were pushed.

Baring no sin, these betrayed angels would remain on Earth instead of Hell, becoming dragons; halos broken into horns, feathers charred to scales, and heavenly light breathed out as desperate fire.

Prompts, anyone? @thequeervet @theriverscribe @talkingtomyselfagain

It’s a story! Read it on AO3 or on FFN

Rating: T 

Words 7641

Warnings: The Fall is a little graphic, but that’s it.

Michael found out an entire garrison has been missing since the last battle of Heaven. He’s not entirely sure what to do about it, until one day the fledglings find a dragon at the border of the wards. This is not a dragon like he and his siblings created. Turns out Sahaquiel and her garrison were not as difficult to find as he anticipated.

Everyone knows that the first dragons were made by four inseparable fledglings. They were all baby dragons, because fledglings, even archangel fledglings, want to make things as old as they are. This is truth. This is fact. But this is not the only classification of dragons.

According to the Muggles, the Webster’s English Dictionary says that a dragon is a fabulous mythical monster. The Oxford dictionary adds that it is a giant lizard. Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them, by Newt Scamander, lists ten species of dragons while a few other sources name a few more. The Men of Letters have a few pieces of lore on dragons, something about their tears being used for time traveling. But they also don’t believe dragons have been seen in at least 700 years. The dragons that the wizard dragonologists study were not the same as the dragons the Men of Letters thought they remembered.

For a moment I would like you to pretend that you have never heard of either. Because what everyone had forgotten, including the archangels themselves, though Lucifer can be pardoned because he had very little to do with it, was that there was a third, or perhaps forth, type of dragon. This new type of dragon was created without conscious decision.

Following Lucifer to Hell willingly was different from cutting out your grace and falling. But something altogether different happened to the blameless angels pushed by their siblings in the mayhem following Lucifer’s Fall.

This is the story of Sahaquiel, her brothers, sisters and siblings, and their road to redemption.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/14530107

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theriverscribe:

unforgvnsam:

ao3 link

pairing: castiel/sam winchester (could [?] be considered gen)
word count: 4.5k
tags: hurt/comfort, protective castiel, cage trauma, post-lucifer’s-possession-of-castiel’s-vessel trauma, nightmares, minor self-harm, anxiety and dissociation, bed sharing

this is largely @gaywitchtwins​ and @eruthiawenluin​‘s fault, bc we were talking about why cas doesn’t canonically share a room with sam anymore after early s11 spoiler alert: it’s bc of lucifer. and that lead to me hc that sam has anxiety attacks and dissociative episodes painfully similar to the hallucifer stuff in s7 too. i love you but fuck you very much, nate and eru. and if it’s not noticeable, i really love castiel calling sam by his full name and vice versa.

Sam: I thought you got a room with two beds and a couch.

Sam sighs as he sends the message to Dean. It’s stupid. He shouldn’t be nervous or upset or scared or anything like that. Castiel says something and Sam looks up, trying to act normal, even though he lost the ability to feel like that a long time ago. Cas is sitting across from him at the table, helping him research for the case. “Sorry, what?”

“Is something wrong, Sam?”

Cas looks genuinely concerned even though Sam only sighed once, and Sam feels oddly guilty because it just reminds him how damn stupid it is. Sam shakes his head slightly and shrugs. “No. It’s fine. Just… It’s nothing.” Cas gives him a confused nod but doesn’t push, which Sam appreciates while a part of him does wish he would ask again.

Dean: nope, one bed. one couch. it’s the best thing the mtoel had available and I didnt wanna have to find another place.
Dean: **motel
Dean: figured you can share a bed w Cas. i’ll take the couch.

And there. That’s exactly what Sam was stupidly afraid Dean would say.

Sam: Why am I sharing with Cas??
Dean: idk, because you’ve shared w him before. hell, you’ve even shared at the bunker. thought you wouldn’t mind.
Sam: oh.
Dean: DO you mind ???

Sam types out an answer but hits the backspace until his reply is gone because it’s a little too on the defensive side and puts his phone down, needing to take a moment before he tries again. He notices Cas glancing down at the books on the table instead of meeting his eyes and Sam fights the urge to sigh, looking back at the news article on his laptop instead.

It’s not that he minds it. Or he doesn’t mind Castiel anyway. Dean’s right. They have shared before, and maybe Sam didn’t mind it at all then. Maybe it was comforting for both of them. But they also haven’t slept in the same bed since Cas said yes to—

Sam: No, it’s okay. I was just wondering. Also it’s only a full sized bed and I’m bigger than you.

There. That’s pretty neutral and makes him seem okay, right? God, if only he was okay.

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It’s 3am and now I am CRYING!

Thanks for this…my heart wasn’t serving any real purpose anyway.

Brother

madamelibrarian:

This started out as a conversation between @princessofsabriel @lucibae-is-dancing-in-hell and myself.. this is what happens when we open a google doc. 

Thank you, to you beautiful snowflakes for helping me write this. It was great fun to collaborate with you and to have you as co-authors. 

(AO3)

Sam watched his brother collapse at the floor after the younger hunter blasted Lucifer away, watched Dean’s eyes grow distant in grief for his best friend, who he thought was lost to him. Sam felt his heart break for the man in front of him. Castiel was his friend, sure, but to Dean he had always been something more, whether the other man wanted to admit that or not. He stood up from where he’d been thrown, looked around the room. Well, nothing was impossible in this shit-show that was the Winchester’s life, right? There was only one being, besides God himself, that Sam could think of might be able and willing to help them save Cas. He was most likely dead, but Sam had to hope against hope that life would give them a break just this once. So, taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes in silent prayer:

“Gabriel? I’m not sure you can hear me. Hell, I’m not even sure you’re alive. But we need your help if you are. Well, Cas needs your help, actually. I’ve told you about the whole Amara-deal already, so I’ll skip that, but Cas he… he got it into his head that Lucifer could beat her. I don’t know exactly what happened but somehow… Lucifer possessed Cas. Gabriel, Lucifer is in Cas’ body. Cas is still in there and he fought his way to the front to stop Lucifer from killing me, so I’m assuming he’s conscious. But we need to get the devil out of there and… well you’re the only one I could think of that cared enough about him and had the ability to help. Please Gabriel. If you’re out there, please help!”

Releasing his breath, Sam imagined his soul reaching out to Gabriel’s grace, pleading him to help them. Maybe he wanted to stay out of more of the Winchester’s messes, but this was his little brother, surely he’d come out of hiding to help him, to save him?

He waits for almost a full minute and is just about to sigh in defeat at yet another prayer gone unanswered, when 180 pounds of pissed off archangel lands behind him with a swish of wings.

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13×12: The Picspam Recap

shirtlesssammy:

Link to our full recap

Then:

Guess who’s not dead???

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Now:

In which Dale meets a couple of witches and learns about true love the hard way.

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The boys still don’t know Cas is locked up in plot convenience hell.

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Cas is cool though. He’s having fun riling up Lucifer.

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Guys. Dean has met his soul mate and he’s in love. Twist: He seems to think it’s not Cas. Sam is confused.

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Dean’s hearing none of Sam’s Dee-stiel crap and knocks him out to hand over the Black Grimoire to his witchy love.

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