Bonus Round 2

[centrumlumina]

Talk to me, talk to me, like lovers do...

Bonus Round 2 is now open! This time, the theme is speech only. Entries should consist entirely of speech, although this can include script format.

If you have an idea for something you’d like to see, please leave a situation, the characters involved and any other details as a PROMPT below. Then read through everyone else’s prompts, and leave a FILL for any which catch your eye. Fills can be in any media, and they need not be long, but please put a little effort in – if anyone starts spamming this post for points, we’ll be able to tell.

You should place PROMPT/FILL, your team name and a brief summary in the comment title. NSFW prompts and fills should mention this in the summary or at the top of the post. Please note that NSFW includes any level of sexual content.

You will be awarded five points per prompt for the first two prompts you leave. The first three fills posted for each prompt will receive 15 points, the next three 10 points, and the next three 5 points. Prompts with ten or more fills will no longer receive fill points.

You can post prompts or fills for any ship this round, including gen/platonic ones (which should be indicated with an & as above). However, you may not fill your own prompt. We also encourage people not to fill prompts from their teammates, although the points will not be deducted if you do.

Bonus round fills can include links provided they are publicly viewable. Works can also be cross-posted to other websites, as there is no anonymity requirement in bonus rounds. However, works posted directly to comments will be limited to 16,000 characters by the Dreamwidth comment limit. Longer works should therefore be divided between multiple comments.

Remember, Team Chuck can participate in bonus rounds. Please note that only two prompts will receive points this round, although you can leave more if you wish to.

Edit: This round is now closed. No further points will be awarded.

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PROMT: Anna/Ruby, video games (Team Dean/Victor)

[skies_of_august]

Anna and Ruby are trying to play video games, but Ruby uses some rather dirty tactics to win. :) Could be NSFW?

FILL: Anna/Ruby, Video Games [NSFW] (Team Jess/Sam)

[herrlucifer]

"Wow, you are such a cheater!"

"Ha. Not my fault you can't even play Mario Kart."

"No, actually, I CAN play, you just can't keep your hands me long enough to let me-"

"Whew, angel, that blush tells me you don't mind so much."

"Ruby, seriously, it's not funny-"

"I beg to differ, sweetheart, it's pretty hilarious- oof, that glare could kill. Who pissed in your cheerios?"

"YOU DID! Well, proverbially of course, when you made me lose. Stop laughing at me!"

"I'm not laughing at you, I'm laughing with you."

"Really? Because I'm not laughing."

"Fair point. Well, if you want to play again, I promise I won't try to... distract you."

"No."

"...Please?"

"Absolutely not. Stop making that face at me! I'm not gonna give in."

"...."

"OK! Fine. I'll play. Just stop looking like someone killed your kitten."

"Babe, I think we both know that I would be the one killing the small animal."

"You know, you really scare me sometimes."

"Yeah, but you love me."

"Unfortunately."

"Hey! That was mean. No, don't look at me like that, you hurt my feelings!"

"Ruby, I could smash your feelings in the ribs with a brick and they wouldn't be hurt. Don't pout, you know it's true."

"Let's just play another game. I’ll pick an easy level."

“Ok. You pinky promise not to cheat?”

“Yes, Anna, I pinky promise. Now let’s get to playing.”

“...I’m still losing.”

“See, it is possible that you suck at this game, even without my hand down your pants.”

“Or maybe you’re just too good.”

“W-what are you doing? I thought we said we were gonna play by the rules-”

“No, Ruby, we said YOU were going to play by the rules. I, however... have free range.”

“Oh, god- oh GOD, how do you even manage that, oh my god-”

“You’re so cute when you’re turned on.”

“I thought- thought I was supposed to be the bad girl- oh GOD, Anna-”

“Even us goody-two shoes have a dark side.”

“FUCK! ohmygodohmygodohmygodANNA-”

“Yes dear?”

“You’re pure evil, you know that? That was amazing.”

“Revenge is sweet.”

“Well, angel, I don’t think I mind your idea of revenge. Now it’s your turn for retribution...”

PROMPT: Gabriel&Michael&Lucifer (Team Gabriel/Lucifer/Michael)

[mrsquidgereen]

On the day of Michael and Lucifer's destined battle, Gabriel returns from supposedly being dead.

Fill (Team Castiel/Lucifer)

[filiusmartis]

Lucifer: “We’re brothers. Why don’t we just… walk off the chessboard?”

Michael: “I’m sorry. I-I can’t do that… I’m a good son, and I have my orders.”

Lucifer: “But you don’t have to follow them.”

Michael: “What? You think I’m gonna rebel? Now? I’m not like you.”

Lucifer: “Please Michael—“

Gabriel: “Well, I gotta say, this is not how I saw this little show going down.”

Lucifer: “You…”

Michael: “You’re not a part of this. You shouldn’t be here.”

Gabriel: “Aw, come on. I’ve missed this. It’s just like old times, you two bitching and snarking at each other like—“

Michael: “Watch yourself, Gabriel. …I know you have always had difficulty with this, and I understand, brother, I do. I don’t have a choice in this.”

Lucifer: “Yes you do. Michael, Dad is gone. He left. He’s not here to force your hand. You’re the one making this choice.”

Gabriel: “…He’s got ya there, bro.”

Lucifer: “And trust me… you don’t want this.”

Gabriel: “…”

Lucifer: “Please.”

Michael: “I have orders… You rebelled, Lucifer. You fell. You have to die.”

Lucifer: “Do you really believe that?”

Michael: “…”

Lucifer: “…Do you really want that?”

Michael: “What I want is irrelevant. You took the choice out of my hands a long time ago.”

Gabriel: “It’s still a fair question.”

Michael: “Excuse you?”

Gabriel: “Hey, I’m just saying, if you’re about to shank a guy, at least be clear about why.”

Michael: “…Would it give you peace, Lucifer?”

Lucifer: “In some ways, yes.”

Michael: “Very well. No. I do not want to do this. I never wanted to. I have to.”

Lucifer: “No. You don’t.”

Gabriel: “C’mon, Michael. He doesn’t want to fight. You don’t want to fight. I really don’t want to fight. Isn’t that reason enough to—“

Michael: “ENOUGH! I won’t hear any more of this nonsense. There are rules. There is a plan. You are not a part of this, Gabriel. Go, now. I will not ask you again.”

Gabriel: “…No.”

Michael: “What did you just say?”

Gabriel: “I said no, Michael. None of us want this. I don’t want to lose either one of you, and I’m not going to stand by and watch you two slaughter each other for nothing.”

Michael: “It is not for nothing.”

Gabriel: “It might as well be!”

Michael: “…So what? You stand with Lucifer now?”

Lucifer: “No. Gabriel, you need to leave. This is between Michael and I.”

Gabriel: “Sorry, bro. I got pulled into this a long time ago.”

Lucifer: “Brother, please. Don’t.”

Gabriel: “Déjà vu, huh?”

Lucifer: “…”

Michael: “…Gabriel, you’re misguided. You’re not supposed to be—“

Gabriel: “Well, doesn’t that just prove my point?”

Michael: “What point?”

Gabriel: “The plan has obviously changed. You act like everything is unfolding according to destiny, but look how messed up it all is. You’re in the wrong vessel, and I ain’t even supposed to be here. What does that tell you?”

Michael: “I…”

Gabriel: “Dad’s not running the show anymore, Michael. We’re on our own. …Your call.”

Michael: “…”

Lucifer: “I-I can’t believe he left.”

Gabriel: “Yeah, well, guess I have a little experience in talking big brothers off murder ledges… with varying success.”

Lucifer: “What do you want me to say to that?”

Gabriel: “Sorry?”

Lucifer: “I am.”

Gabriel: “You know, I thought you’d be a little more, oh I don’t know, surprised to see me.”

Lucifer: “…”

Gabriel: “You knew all along, huh?”

Lucifer: “I had an inkling.”

Gabriel: “Oh…”

Lucifer: “I’m still sorry.”

Gabriel: “Yeah. Me too, Lucifer. Me too.”

Lucifer: “…”

Gabriel: “So what are you going to do now?”

Lucifer: “I don’t really know. I can’t go home.”

Gabriel: “Yeah. Me neither. Guess we’re stuck together then.”

Lucifer: “I… what?”

Gabriel: “Come along, Luci. We have a lot of catching up to do.”

Lucifer: “Don’t call me that, Gabriel.”

Gabriel: “Ha. Whatever you say, brother. Whatever you say.”

PROMPT: Castiel&Leviathans (Team Gabriel/Lucifer/Michael)

[mrsquidgereen]

The leviathans are possessing him. When fighting with all his might to regain control of his vessel proves fruitless, Castiel turns desperate and resorts to begging.

Re: FILL: Castiel&Leviathans (Team Gabriel/Lucifer/Michael)

[aluminium]

“Oh, Castiel. Our precious Castiel. The strength is melting from your bones, and your skin is so pale and thin. Your Grace is slick and blackened now; your essence so corrupt… You mustn’t fight us. You might break.”

“I’ll warn you for the last time. Leave.”

“But angel, our time together is only just beginning! You fight and fight and fight all day – so very tedious, our Castiel, when we leave him to his own devices. Scrabbling at his cage walls.”

“With good reason.”

“So very, very tedious. Tell us, Castiel, why do you fight?”

“For the sake of the world.”

“But this world is our Father’s creation! And He bestowed upon it a certain kind of balance. You’re sweet, Castiel, so very sweet, to believe that His youngest children were born to rule.”

“Not to rule. To protect, to live – to make choices, and create.”

“To die. Only, you would have us spare them. All those tasty little morsels…”

“Yes. Leave them. Please, I beg you.”

“From warning to begging! Are you scared of us, Castiel? Why? From the moment we slipped inside your chest and wrapped our tendrils around your heart, we could see that you were special. So much sorrow, and thwarted ambition. Your Grace drips with melancholy, angel. So very beautiful.”

“Then don’t destroy it. Leave me. Live deep in the seas, if you must, where no one will ever find you. Please.”

“No, Castiel, we couldn’t possibly. We’d be all alone in the dark, and nobody likes that. Angels don’t like that, do they? Lucifer didn’t like that; you didn’t. We’re so similar to you, our precious vessel. Our Father never loved any of us, did He?”

“He cast you out – you only knew how to maim and kill.”

“And that’s the heart of it! To be all alone in the dark and the damp in the depths of your own vessel hurts you… but you must understand that it hurts us, too. We don’t like to hear our angel beg. We thought you might put up a better fight!”

“Because we’re similar?”

“If you like!”

“You’re right. Defective as you may be, you are also my Father’s children. And so, I am going to beg for my release. Please, hear me. End this. Leave. Please.”

“Oh, but Castiel, we are older than time itself. And mercy is so very, very new.”

“I never asked for you to act on mercy.”

“Castiel?”

“I said that you were my Father’s children. Because of that, I wished to offer you guidance. Others, far stronger, far wiser, have done greater things than you. Painfully, cruelly, inevitably they fell. I begged you to leave- and you didn’t.

“Let it not be said that the angel Castiel never warned you of the mercilessness of Sam and Dean Winchester.”

PROMPT: Ellen/Mary, simultaneous parenting and case-solving (Team Anna/Ruby)

[alexseanchai]

^

FILL: Ellen/Mary, simultaneous parenting and case-solving (Team Dean/Victor)

[the_gabih]

"Dean, you get soup on that book and so help me I will- Jo! You put that gun down right this second! ... Sammy, baby, no, that's not for eating. Ellen, did you find the sword?"

"I did, though honestly, it looks like you could'a used me here instead."

"No, I- we're fine. Not your fault John's shopping trip's taking longer than it should."

"Shopping trip."

"Yes. Shopping trip."

"Yeah, well, the way things are going, I won't be too surprised if we see a miniature Milligan running around some time soon. Jo- oh Mary, sweetheart, I'm sorry. That wasn't helpful."

"No. It wasn't. Dean, take Jo and your brother upstairs, please."

"Aw, but Moooom-!"

"No buts. Now."

"I'm guessing you want me to make it up to you, then. In an adult fashion."

"You guessed right. Now get your ass over there and wash up."

"...I have to say, that was not how I expected to be doing this."

"Oh, I think most of your expectations were on the ball. They'll just be later."

"Really? Because I think we could stand to change that order of events around a bit."

"I- mmph!"

"Have I convinced you yet?"

"Shut up and get on with the apologising already."

"Yes, Ma'am."

PROMPT: Jess/Sam, philosophical discussion about ghosts and fantastical creatures (Team Anna/Ruby)

[alexseanchai]

^

Fill: Jess/Sam, Pillow Talk (Team Lucifer/Sam)

[suchanadorer]

“Sam. Sam. Are you awake?”

“I am now. What is it?”

“I heard something.”

“And?”

“I heard something out in the hall.”

“Probably just a branch on the window or something, babe. Go back to sleep.”

“... What if it’s a ghost?”

“It’s not a ghost.”

“You’re just saying that so that I’ll leave you alone.”

“I’m really not. It’s not a ghost.”

“How can you not believe in ghosts?”

“...”

“Sam!”

“Ow! What?”

“How can you not believe in ghosts?”

“I never said I don’t believe in ghosts. I said that the noise you heard out in the hallway was not a ghost.”

“What about vampires?”

“What about them?”

“Do you think they exist? Do you ever look at a person and think ‘Wow, I bet he drinks blood’?”

“Do we have to have this conversation now?”

“There was a thing in the hall. I’m not going to be able to sleep.”

“I fail to see how this affects me. No! Hey! Stop!”

“Vampires, Sam.”

“Tickling is playing dirty.”

“But you’re wide awake now.”

“So I have to play along with this?”

“Yes. Come on. Vampires. Dracula? Lestat?”

“I don’t understand why they’re so fascinating.”

“They’re mysterious. It’s romantic.”

“They’re driven by a compulsion to drink human blood. In what way is that romantic?”

“They’re immortal!”

“They used to be human. After they’re turned, they’re doomed to watch everyone they love grow old and die.”

“Wow, way to be a killjoy.”

“I just don’t get why people think that that’s something romantic and wonderful. It’s nasty and isolating. They’re monsters.”

“What about witches?”

“Do you mean green-faced Wizard of Oz witches, or, like, The Craft?”

“Umm, The Craft.”

“Stupid.”

“Don’t hold back there, babe.”

“They have no idea the forces they’re dealing with. They think they’re just screwing around, but people can get hurt.”

“You take this really seriously, don’t you?”

“I... I just think it’s bad, the way Hollywood makes this kind of thing look cool. Vampires are literally blood-thirsty. Werewolves go on murderous rampages every single month, and witches try to harness the power of Hell without consequences, which is impossible.”

“And our friendly ghost out in the hallway?”

“Someone so scared and desperate to stay among the living that they refuse to leave Earth when they die. Their humanity fades the longer they’re here, until the only thing that’s left is that desperation, which turns into a whole lot of anger. Not exactly Casper.”

“Well that’s morbid enough to keep me up all night.”

“This was your idea.”

“I didn’t know you were going to be like this about it.”

“What did you expect?”

“I don’t know. I just think it’s kind of sad that you have so little imagination. You take it so seriously. It’s just make-believe.”

“...”

“You okay, hon?”

“Yeah, yeah. It’s just... I didn’t think this would surprise you. You know I hate Halloween.”

“I thought you hated dressing up.”

“Well... I hate that part, too. Not so much when you do it, though.”

“Aah! What are you doing! You bit me!”

“See! Not so romantic anymore.”

“You’re awful.”

“Vampires are cold, too. I’m not cold.”

“Mmm, no you’re not... What about aliens?”

“Nope.”

“So you’ll argue about the romanticizing of vampires, but aliens just get a flat-out no?”

“I’ve never met an alien.”

“But you’ve met a vampire?”

“... Fair point. But you’re not changing my mind.”

“You sure? I can be pretty persuasive.”

“Jess, that has nothing to do with the discussion.”

“You don’t mind.”

“You’re right. This is way better than talking about vampires. C’mere.”

Prompt: Any pairing or gen, Language Barrier (Team Gabriel/Lucifer/Michael)

[quarterclever]

Two characters have to communicate only through speech when they don't speak the same language

Fill: Castiel & Gabriel Language Barrier (Team Castiel/Lucifer)

[pandalianxx]

“I can’t understand a word you’re saying, little bro.”

“Tu es ennuyant. Renverse ce sort. Maintenant.”
(You’re annoying. Reverse this spell. Now.)

“Oo, I like your accent there. It’s mightily attractive. Too bad I don’t know what you’re saying.”

“Quoi? Tu mantis! Bien sûr tu me comprends! Les anges savent tous les langues!”
(What? You lie! Of course you understand me! The angels know all languages)

“Seriously, no idea what you’re saying. Huh, I think I like the change. It doesn’t seem to do anything to get that stick outta your ass, though.”

“Je le trouve difficult à te croire.”
(I find it difficult to believe you.)

“Ahh, Cas, you look really annoyed. Maybe you should sit down and have a sucker.”

“Je ne veut pas un-!”
(I don’t want a-!)

“Too late. Already made a chair for you. Now sit down like a good little brother.”

“Va te faire enculer.”
(Go fuck yourself)

“I have no idea what you just said, but that tone tells me it was an insult. I wonder if you’re picking up bad language from Winchester.”

“Ce n’est pas de ton concerne.”
(It’s not of your concern.)

“It is my concern. You’re my little brother! If little Dean Winchester makes even one mistake, I’ll cut off his balls and feed it to him. Out of a few million siblings, you’ve got to have at least one that’s protective of you, right?”

“Je ne sais pas.”
(I don’t know.)

“Alright, you lost me again.”

“Est-ce que tu peux renverser le sort maintenant? J’aimerais être capable de converser avec toi dans une langue mutuelle.”
(Can you reverse the spell now? I’d like to be capable of conversing with you in a mutual language.)

“Blah, blah, blah. Don’t you get I can’t understand a thing you’re saying? Use hand gestures! Like this!”

“...Qu’est-ce que tu fais?”
(what are you doing?)

“See? If you bend your arm out, and then place your fist to your hip, you become a teacup! Then everyone will know you need tea!”

“... Je pense pas.”
(I don’t think so.)

“Anyways, now that we’ve got that out of the way and I can’t understand you, I’m entitled to ignore any French you speak from now on!”

“... Hein? Que-ce que tu as dit?”
(Huh? What did you say?)

“Seriously, little bro. We need to have a chat about you and the Winchesters. Specifically about you and Dean-o.”

“...”

“I mean, you seriously are going to risk everything? Rebel against heaven for him? Lose everything for him? Are you really willing to go up against Luci because some broken soul looks at you with oh-so-green eyes?”

“Il mérite de vivre. Il m’a enseigné le libre arbitre.”
(He deserves to live. He taught me free will.)

“What? And Heaven isn’t worth it? You’re going up against a bunch of dickheads, you know. They aren’t going to understand.”

“ça valoir la peine. C’est sans doute qu’il peut être bête et plein d’abnégation, mais-”
(It’s worth it. It’s without a doubt that he can be foolish and self-sacrificing, but-”

“I can see you don’t understand. He’s going to be the end of you - you’re going to die, little bro. What, no one else is worth it? Only him?”

“Oui.”
(Yes)

“What about your brothers? You’re just going to abandon them?”

“Oui.”
(Yes)

“You’ve always followed your orders. Michael’s going to be pissed with you.”

“Je sais.”
(I know.)

“So you’re abandoning me, too?”

“... où est-ce que tu as pris cette conclusion?”
(Where did you get that conclusion?)


“Sorry, the extent of my French is ‘oui’ and ‘non.’ Anyways, if that’s how you’re playing this , then why should I care?”

“Gabriel, attendre. Je ne vais pas t’abandonner. Est-ce que les arbres peuvent survivre sans l’eau? Ou les rayons du soleil?”
(Gabriel, wait. I’m not going to abandon you. Can the trees survive without water? Or without the rays of the sun?

“What? Okay, now you’re really confusing me. What are you pointing at? Oh, the trees? What about them?”

“Je suis l’arbre et tu es le soleil. Tu avais me guider toute ma vie.”
(I’m a tree and you’re the sun. You’ve guided me all my life.”

“... I’m really not catching on. Stop sighing at me - French has changed a lot since I last came in contact with it!”

“Je vais jamais t’abandonner.”
(I’ll never abandon you.)

“You’re never going to abandon me?”

“Oui. Dean est une priorité, mais tu es encore ma famille.”
(Yes. Dean is a priority, but you’re still my family.)

“Castiel, what are you doing? Hasn’t anyone told you about personal sp- Mmfph!

“Je pensais qu’une embrasse était acceptable.”
(I thought a kiss was acceptable.)

“...Alright, now I’m really lost.”

“As you should be. It’s about time you reversed the spell.”

“I’m way more confused than I thought I’d be when I decided I'd change your speaking language.”

Prompt: Death&God, old friends (Team Ash/Jo)

[bluemyrian]

God takes Death out for drinks and a chance to catch up with his old friend.

FILL: Death&God, old friends (Team Gabriel/Lucifer/Michael)

[quarterclever]

Well, I've never written God or Death before, and they're probably wildly OOC, and the theology is all over the place, but here you go!

--

“You know, if you keep drinking all those slushies you’re going to end up reaping yourself. Even Death can get diabetes, right? Man, how would that even work? How would you even reap yourself?”

“And if you keep drinking all that whiskey I’ll be able to reap you long before that happens.”

“I created alcohol just so I could have a coping mechanism. Being a god is hard.”

“So hard that it apparently necessitated your leave of absence for several millennia.”

“I was around. Doing stuff.”

“You were playing at being human.”

“They are my greatest creations.”

“Which you almost allowed to be destroyed a half dozen times over. The apocalypse, power-hungry angels, Leviathan.”

“I wasn’t the only one! What about that whole ‘making Dean Winchester take over my responsibilities for 24 hours’ deal?”

“Castiel.”

“That’s different.”

“Dean’s time in the role of death was to teach him a lesson. Castiel’s time as god was unnecessary and served to undermine the natural order of the world you’d established. Unless you’d always intended to release the Leviathans out of Purgatory.”

“God works in mysterious—“

“We’ve been… friends… for too long for that explanation to suffice.”

“My characters took over the plot?”

“An understatement. Your ‘plot’ has veered off course in recent years.”

“It’s not really jumping the shark if you never come back down.”

“You have spent too much time in the guise of a human.”

“Says the horseman of the apocalypse who gorges himself on chili cheese fries.”

“I can appreciate the pleasures that humans have concocted to fill their short lives.”

“And in that, you’re more like Dean Winchester than you think.”

“Hm.”

“You are a much less messy eater, though.”

“Joy, I have bested Dean Winchester at table manners. My existence is complete.”

“You’re fond of him; don’t deny it.”

“As are you. That doesn’t make him any less aggravating.”

“He’s human.”

“That’s what I said.”

“Another slurpee?”

“Blue raspberry this time. And a cheeseburger. It’s good to see you putting your infinite powers to use.”

“I made a lot of mistakes early on. Didn’t do things the way I should have. I was overconfident. I wasn’t going through the editing process, thinking my first efforts were flawless as soon as I slapped them out. I’m fixing that now.”

“The angels.”

“They’re learning. Slowly. Free will isn’t something they were ever designed for, but it should have been. I was young and arrogant and foolish. I shouldn’t have kept that from them. They need it, though, need to learn to live without me. They’re figuring out how to make their own decisions, rule their own lives.”

“And if they tear heaven and earth apart in the process?”

“It won’t come to that.”

“Won’t it? Gabriel, Michael, Lucifer, Raphael—your generals are gone. The angels that rose to take their place have Fallen or are failing. Give them free will, and they start a civil war.”

“They’ll figure it out. I have faith in them.”

“A god having faith in his creations. How novel. I suppose you have faith in humans as well.”

“If I didn’t I’d be drinking a lot more of this whiskey.”

“Hmph.”

“Aw, come on! It’s just…”

“They do make excellent hot dogs.”

“Well, yeah. But that’s not it. I created them. I’ve watched them from the day they arrived on the planet—“

“You’re quoting Lion King.”

“But the point still stands.”

“And now you’re channeling the Doctor.”

“Just… they’re mine. I’ve watched them grow. But I’m not going to be around forever. I’m not the first god you’ll reap and I won’t be the last. And you’ll be reaping them before and after you reap me, sure, but they’ll outlast me. The angels, the humans, all of them—they’ll be here long after I’m gone.

“And they’re going to have to survive without me. And at the same time I know they can do it, it scares me that they’ll have to. So I’ve been making trial runs. Giving the angels tough love. Kicking them out of the house and making them grow up. Maybe they weren’t ready, but at least this way I can still step in and fix it if things go balls-up.”

“You haven’t left them alone though. You’ve stepped in, disrupted the natural order.”

“Alright, so maybe it’s harder to talk about letting go than it is to actually do it. And sometimes they can just be so stupid.”

“We can agree on that at least.”

“Hey, don’t pretend that you’re completely innocent in all this either. Pulling a soul out of hell? That’s got ‘against the natural order of things’ written all over it.”

“Without your interference he never would have ended up there in the first place, at least not the way he did. And there’s nothing natural about a soulless human. Arguably I was restoring order.”

“Arguably. But that wasn’t your only reason for doing it.”

“I’m Death. By my very nature I’m something that can’t ever be truly understood. My Reapers aren’t just being catty when they won’t answer questions; even if they were to explain, humans just aren’t capable of understanding.”

“You don’t give them enough credit.”

“And you give them far too much.”

“What did you do on your vacation, huh? Eat and drink and be… as merry as Death gets? Yeah, you’re not gonna answer that, are you? Well, I didn’t. I spent time with humans, as a human. I know what they’re capable of, the good and the bad. I didn’t even know I was a god.”

“You still managed to throw yourself in the middle of things by making yourself a prophet.”

“I’m still getting this non-interference stuff down! And I had to have failsafe mechanisms in place and it wasn’t like it was a walk in the park I had to deal with editors and parking tickets and taxes and… but that’s not the point. The point is I know them, better than I ever did even when I made them. And they’re petty and horrible but they’re caring and wonderful too.”

“I suppose they have their moments.”

“Besides food trucks and greasy spoons?”

“Don’t push it.”

Prompt: Dean/Leviathan!Dean (Team Ash/Jo)

[bluemyrian]

Dean has a violent little chat with his Leviathan twin. Handsome guy, shame he's a friggin monster.

FILL: Doppelganger (Team Balthazar/Castiel)

[overtherainbow815]

“Hey, asshole! Over here!”

“Well, well, well. If it isn’t my doppelganger.”

“You’re the doppelganger, douchebag. You’re the one who stole my face.”

“Touchy, aren’t we?”

“I take monsters stealing my face pretty personally.”

“I see that. I have to say, Dean, I admire that you came to face me yourself. It’s very… brave. Stupid and arrogant, but those tend to be staples of bravery, don’t you think?”

“Quit yappin’, I didn’t come here for a chat.”

“You really want to die that badly?”

“You’re the only thing getting ganked today, big mouth.”

“Actually, Dean, you can’t lie to me. I took more than just your face.”

“…what the hell are you talking about?”

“You. Wanting to die. I can grant your wish, and Sam wouldn’t even know you did it on purpose.”

“…”

“Whoa, watch where you swing that, Dean. You might hurt someone.”

“Do you ever stop talking?”

“I will when I eat you.”

“…that just sounds wrong.”

“It would make everything so much easier if you just accepted it, Dean. You’d be out of your misery, and Sam would be free to live his life without the burden of his poor, pathetic big brother. …we’re going to eat him too, but the point still stands.”

“Like hell I’m just gonna roll over and let you gooey sons of bitches win.”

“There you go again, swinging that machete of yours. You know that won’t kill me.”

“I know a lot more than you think I do.”

“I could say the same about you, Dean.”

“You’re just spouting a bunch of bullshit. Put up or shut up.”

“I suppose hoping for a little intelligent conversation before I killed you was asking too much.”

“Oh, I’m sorry, was that what you wanted? Why don’t we have a little tea party and we can talk about our feelings?”

“You’re using humour as a coping method. How quaint.”

“…”

“Very well, Dean. If you’re so eager to die, I suppose I shouldn’t keep you waiting.”

PROMPT: John/Mary (Team Balthazar/Castiel)

[overtherainbow815]

If Mary and John got to meet in heaven, what would their first conversation be?

Fill: John/Mary, Until We Meet Again (Team Lucifer/Sam)

[suchanadorer]

(I did my best to make this as close to canon as I could, but it's hard to keep track of who knew what when.)

“Mary? Mary, is that you?”

“John!”

“Oh, Mary, you’re here! I’ve missed you so much!”

“I missed you too.”

“Ow! What was that for?”

“How could you? John, how could you?”

“I’m sorry, but by the time I got to the nursery, it was too late.”

“That’s not what I meant! You raised our boys in the life!”

“What do you mean, the life?”

“I never wanted that for my family. I thought we were out.”

“How could I not, after everything that bastard did to our family?”

“But the boys-”

“You didn’t give them much of a thought when you promised that demon that he could come into our home and poison Sammy.”

“I had to save you!”

“You should have let me die and given the boys the life they deserved with you!”

“How do you even know all this?”

“A psychic. I contacted a psychic.”

“I never wanted you to know.”

“Clearly, since you never told me.”

“I thought we could move on and leave that life behind us. That was all I wanted.”

“You thought we could do that when you knew, you knew that that demon would be coming for Sammy.”

“I also knew what it was like to grow up salting windows and carrying a knife. I wasn't going to let that happen to us.”

“Mary. Do you know what that demon did to Sam?”

“No. Only that it wasn’t supposed to hurt him.”

“Demon blood. He made him drink demon blood.”

“What happened to him?”

“He’s different. He’s not like Dean. He never was.”

“You can’t expect two boys to be the same, John.”

“No, it’s more than that. He’s got powers, he’s psychic, because of the blood. He’s one of the children chosen to lead Hell’s army in the Apocalypse. That is what you doomed your son to when you promised him to that demon. And now I can’t even be there to...”

“To what?”

“To save him, if I can. If anyone can. Dean was dying, so I called up that demon and I told him. My life for Dean’s. And he did it.”

“What do you mean, if anyone can?”

“I don’t know what the endgame is for Sam. He might be able to be saved, but if not, then he’s going to turn into a monster.”

“Does Dean know?”

“Yeah, I told him. I told him he might have to kill his own brother.”

“God, John. I never knew.”

“...And I didn’t come straight here.”

“You made a deal with a demon. You went to Hell?”

“Right until the gates got opened. The worst torture you can imagine, but our boys are together. They’ll fix this.”

“You got out?”

“Yep. Dean killed that yellow-eyed bastard and I got to come here to you.”

“I didn’t exactly take the express route up here myself.”

“What do you mean?”

“I couldn’t go. I wasn’t ready. After the demon came, after he- I stayed. I hung on.”

“Mary, no.”

“Yes. I couldn’t follow you when you left, but I stayed, and I watched. It broke my heart, what started happening to you. But I helped them save a family in the end. I think that’s why I got to come here.”

“I’m sorry, Mary. I only ever wanted to kill the bastard that killed you.”

“I only wanted to keep our family safe and whole, with a normal life.”

“I missed you. I still love you.”

“I love you, too.”

“I never thought I’d be here.”

“Me neither. The things I did.”

“Well, maybe Heaven is a little more understanding than people give them credit for.”

“Maybe. Or maybe Hell just refused to have us both there at the same time.”

“Yeah, I figure they’ve got our pictures on a poster somewhere.”

“So, what’s a guy gotta do if he wants to buy a pretty girl a drink around here?”

“Follow me.”

PROMPT: Gabriel/Chuck (Team Gabe/Luci/Mike)

[crossroadprophet]

Gabriel lowers himself to human standards and decides to get a little drunk with Chuck and discuss the creation of the universe.

Fill: Gabriel/Chuck (TeamAsh/Jo)

[bluemyrian]

Prompt: Lucifer/Sam, Prayer, (Team Lucifer/Sam)

[suchanadorer]

Dean and Cas are gone. All their friends are dead, Heaven is empty, and God's been missing for years. Sam doesn't know who else to turn to in the wake of their destruction of Dick Roman, so one night he prays to the only being ever truly devoted to making him happy: Lucifer.

He doesn't expect an answer, and is surprised when he gets one.

FILL: Lucifer/Sam, Prayer, (Team Adam/Lucifer/Michael)

[maydei]

“So, um. I—I know that this is a bad idea. You’re probably furious with me still, wherever you are, but I. I don’t know who else to turn to. My brother and Cas are gone. Our prophet’s gone. I don’t have anyone left. I must be going crazy to even consider this after what happened in the... after what happened. And I know you can’t talk back to me. But please, please, if there’s some way you could hear me... I just need someone right now. I don’t want to be alone now that I know how it feels, and I think you probably understand. I, uh. Just—Lucifer, if you can hear me... I’m sorry.”

“Hello, Sam.”

“Jesus—what the—how?”

“You called for me. I had to come.”

“You were in the Cage!”

“You needed me, Sam. You called for me by name, and you prayed. I could never deny you.”

“No—stop—don’t come any closer—”

“You don’t have to be afraid, Sam. I’ll never hurt you.”

“You tortured me for years! You killed me over and over—”

“I would never. That’s the Cage, Sam. I never once hurt you, nor did Michael or your brother. That’s how it works—it turns your mind against you. I never hurt you, Sam; don’t you remember? I promised that the first time we met. I couldn’t hurt you if I wanted to. Don’t be afraid of me. I want to help you.”

“I—I can’t believe that. How can you expect me to believe that? I almost died.”

“And for that, I am sorry. It’s true that I was angry, Sam, but I knew our wager going in—if you won, you won, and that was it. The awful things done to you here were all in your head.”

“So now what?”

“You were the one to pray; you tell me. You’re lonely and scared, just as you always have been, but you’re facing the possibility of your life truly alone for the first time.”

“I didn’t expect you to actually be here.”

“Heaven and Hell couldn’t keep me from you, Sam, if you called for me. For the first time, you have.”

“I—I don’t know what to do. I...”

“Shh, Sam. It’s okay; you’re going to be fine. You won’t be alone. All of this will work out, you’ll see.”

“H-how do you know that?”

“Because, Sam—angels are watching over you.”

PROMPT: Ruby/Sam, practice makes perfect (Team Jess/Sam)

[everyelegantword]

Dean's in hell, and Ruby is trying to pull Sam out of his downward spiral. She and Sam have been working on teaching him to exorcise demons with his mind for several weeks now, and he's getting frustrated with his own failure.

Fill: Faster Down the Rabbit Hole (Team Gabe/Luci/Mike)

[crossroadprophet]

"Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus-"

"Hey. Woah. Stop."

"This isn't working, Ruby."

"Yeah and sending my demonic ass back to Hell with this guy isn't going to help you."

"Then leave. Let me do this."

"You're just not focusing."

"I'm plenty fucking focused."

"If you were focused Lilith's goon would be gone by now."

"Just leave and he will be gone."

"That's not the point of this."

"I get that. But I can't control this."

"Then let me help you, stupid."

"Ruby stop. Ruby put the knife down. Ruby--"

"Drink. Don't push me away damn it, just do it."

"I can't--"

"Yes. You can. I know you don't think it's as bad as you say you do. Yeah, it's not normal--It's better than that. Makes you better, too. You just have to relax."

"Azazel--"

"Fucked over your family big time. But this is the one good thing you can do with what he left you. You can do...amazing things, Sam. You can save Dean, you just need to trust me. There we go..."

"Mmhn~"

"Hey now, big boy. We have an audience. Make with the magic and then you can have your dessert."

"I did it... I actually did it..."

"And no fainting. I'd say this is an improvement. Maybe now you'll actually listen to me, hm?"

"I believe you said something about dessert?"

PROMPT: Adam/Michael (or Adam&Michael) in Hell (Team Bathazar/Castiel)

[sellertape]

Michael comforts Adam as much as he can, though on some days the roles are reversed.

FILL: Adam/Michael in Hell (Team Castiel/Lucifer)

[pandalianxx]

“NO!”

“Michael, stop, you’ll hurt yourself. There’s no point in it - the gates already closed.”

“Adam, you don’t understand. That was my destiny! I was supposed to kill him! Lucifer was supposed to die and I’d bring Paradise to earth!”

“There’s nothing we can do now.”

“This is all your brothers’ fault, you know. If they hadn’t interfered so much-”

“Stop blaming them. They care about each other, okay? Just like how you care about Lucifer. They haven’t done anything wrong. it just... happened.”

“Well that isn’t good enough.”

“When is it ever good enough? If you had stopped and talked it out with him, maybe we wouldn’t be stuck in, oh, I don't know, the deepest part of Hell!”

“You just don't get it.”

“You aren’t letting me ‘get it.’”

xxx

“Adam? Are you okay?”

“Noo, it hurts...”

“Shit, I didn’t mean to let Luci get to you. You’d think he’d be busy with Sam.”

“Have you seen the things he’s done to Sam? What torture he puts him through? It’s terrible... just- I can’t even describe how much pain Sam has to be in...”

“Well, it least that isn’t you.”

“Lucifer didn’t stop himself from killing Castiel when he molotov’d you. I’m sure you understand how I feel.”

“What?”

“Having your brother hurt in front of you - I might not know Sam all that we, but he’s still family, you know. I still love him. Despite all that happened, in the end, he still tried.”

“I.. I think I understand? I could try to get Lucifer to ease off a bit. He’s just... very angry.”

“I know, I just... I don’t want to see him hurt. He’s my big brother.”

“Adam. Come here.”

“Come where? You’re a fucking giant ball of light.”

“... Just get over here.”

“...Okay.”

xxx

“Don’t move - you’ll just damage your soul worse.”

“How can it be worse?”

“You would be in your body and bleeding dry, only to have it healed in a millisecond and returned to torture.”

“...I thought you said you’d talk to Lucifer.”

“He isn’t listening. There’s a reason why he’s the rebellious brother. It’s... difficult to get him to agree with you.”

“I don’t get it, sometimes. he cares about you, right? So why is he so desperate to hurt you?”

“Because I betrayed him. I’m the one who put him in this cage.”

“...That’s a fair reason to be angry, I would think.”

“Shut up and let me heal you.”

“...Will you heal Sam, too?”

“I hold no obligation towards your brother. I’m sorry - I simply don’t have enough Grace to help the both of you. Besides, Lucifer keeps a tight watch on him. I wouldn’t be able to get close enough to help him.”

“Oh... I just-”

“Please don’t cry.”

“It hurts so much...”

“Lucifer’s always had a temper, no matter what others said. Please, calm yourself. Your soul is delicate as it is.”

xxx

“Shit!”

“My, that looks worse than usual.”

“Why don’t you ever get hurt? Why doesn't Lucifer bother hurting you?”

“I’d imagine he can’t bring do it. At best, all he can do is restrain me from intervening.”

“Will I ever get out of here?”

“... Your soul is so damaged you might not be able to handle the outside world again. At least, in here, I can heal you. However, out there...”

“You’re saying it’s hopeless.”

“Essentially, yes.”

“You suck at reassuring me.”

“At least you find the will to joke. Now stop pouting - it does things.”

“Oh? What kind of things.”

“I don’t feel the need to reply to that. Now, how are you feeling?”

“...Better.”

“Then I’ll go see Luci-”

“NO! Don’t leave me. Don’t you dare leave me alone, you son of a bitch.”

“If it’s up for discussion, I don’t have a mother, so therefor-”

“Yeah, yeah. Whatever.”

xxx

“Do you miss it?”

“What?”

“The outside? Earth, heaven - your home. Do you miss it?”

“Of course I do. What kind of ridiculous question was that?”

“Hey! I was just trying to help. God, you’ve been acting more and more like angsty teenager than I do. What, are all the angels secretly in their teens?”

“...I-”

“No, shut up. All you’ve been doing lately is moan and complain and criticize me. What’s got your glowing panties in a bunch?”

“I suppose I miss my siblings. Being with Lucifer isn’t quite like I remember?”

“What? You mean he wasn’t always a sadistic bastard who’s currently torturing the one human he has a completely and utterly creepy fixation on?”

“To counter your sarcasm, no. He wasn’t. Not until he fell.”

“Yeah, well, this damn cage seems to do that to you.”

“Could you come over here?”

“And hug the whining out of your incorporeal floating body? No thank you.”

“I find myself confused over your sense of humor.”

“I swear it’s the heat in here.”

xxx

“Would you kiss an angel?”

“What are you going on about now, Michael?”

“I’m just curious what you answer would be. If we ever leave this cage, would you let me kiss you? Worship your human body as it is meant to be?”

“You’re bordering on creepy now.”

“...Sorry.”

“...”

“...”

“I suppose it wouldn’t be all that bad. Or maybe this place is finally driving me insane.”

“Well, you weren’t too far off from Sam. Your brother seems to have gotten off the rail.”

“Alright. I’ll hold on to that promise for then we get out of Hell.”

“What promise?”

“You’re not seriously going to make me say it out loud, are you?”

“Oh. That promise.”

“You weren’t joking, right?”

“I wasn’t. I don’t joke.”

“... We need to get that stick out of your ass sometime soon.”

Prompt: Sam/Dr. Cara Roberts, witty banter (Team Gabriel/Lucifer/Michael)

[quarterclever]

Sam and the doctor from the episode Sex and Violence engaging in witty, flirty banter.

Prompt: Dean/Tessa, during Mystery Spot, (Team Gabriel/Lucifer/Michael)

[quarterclever]

Dean dies over 100 times that Tuesday. Each time, Tessa is there to talk to him as they wait for the clock to reset. Dean never remembers, but Tessa does. Could be gen.

Re: Fill: Dean/Tessa, during Mystery Spot, (Team Gabriel/Lucifer)

[aluminium]

(It's Dean and Tessa rather than Dean/Tessa - that's still okay, right? If it's not, I'll delete it.)

1.

“Dean Winchester. It’s been a while.”

“Shit.”

“I see you’re as eloquent as ever.”

“Listen, Tessa, you gotta help me. I got a death sentence hanging over me anyway, but I just need one month, two-“

“Dean, you know that’s what they all say.”

“May, Tessa. May. Just let me slip back in, get up, walk away. We’ll drop the case. We’ll never come back. May’ll come around, quick as you like, some hellhound comes along and drags me away and no one’ll ever-“

“Dean.”

“What’s the difference? To you, I mean. To freaking death itself. I’m like, what, an insect? I’m nothing-”

“Dean.”

“What will they do to you? Cut your pay? Make you work overtime? So you lose a soul. One in a billion.”

“Dean, none of this matters. You aren’t-

2.

“Shit.”

“Yes.”

“Listen, Tessa, you gotta-“

“You know, what I don’t understand is the point of all of this.”

“Run that by me again?"

“It doesn’t matter. But you aren’t dead, Dean - not permanently. In a moment you’ll wake up. You’ll never remember this conversation.”

“Wait, is this about what Sammy said about time-

10.

“So, I’m stuck in some kind of warped Groundhog Day remake, and you have to come talk to me every time I die.”

“Essentially. It’s all on a technicality: we couldn’t leave you alone. Winchesters tend to be... destructive.”

“Yeah, just a little. Hey, Tessa, how about you tell me what’s responsible, let me loose on the mortal plane for a couple hours to gank the sorry sonuvabitch, and then we call it quits.”

“We’re quits now, Dean, and you’re the only one who would benefit from that arrangement. Anyway, I know that you’d try to evade me once you got your body back.”

“Are you calling me a liar?”

“Yes.”

“Tell us what you really think, Tessa. Geez.”

“I’ve spoken to you nine days running, and you’ve always asked for extra months, not days. It was obvious.”

“Whatever. Tell me who’s doing this. I’ll stop them. You’ll never see me again.”

“Dean-

72.

“I think he’s close to working it out.”

“I think he should’ve realised the tacos were off after seventy one days.”

90.

“Shit.”

“I wonder if he realises how petulant he’s being?”

“Uh, Tessa?”

“Oh, nothing. It’s been three months; even I’m beginning to wonder.”

100.

“Is it the guy at the Mystery Spot?”

“No.”

101.

“Is it Doris?”

“No.”

102.

“Is it Sam?!”

“That isn’t- no, Dean. It isn’t Sam.”

103.

“Is it the guy with the pancakes?”

“No.”

104.

“Are you just gonna carry on saying no every time I ask?”

“Yes.”

131.

“Listen, Tessa, you gotta-“

“No, Dean, you listen to me. There are forces at work here that you can’t possibly hope to comprehend, and if I hear you beg me to spare your insignificant life one more time, I am going to break something.”

“Rude.”

243.

“Shit.”

“I’m not going to help you, whether you trick, implore, blackmail, threaten or cajole me, Dean. We’ve been here before, far too many times.”

“Uh… right? ‘Cause I’m thinking the thing with the cement and the drill and the blood was kind of a first for me.”

“This is the two hundred and fiftieth time I’ve watched you die, or thereabouts.”

“With the cement and the drill and everything?”

“You are the only conversation partner I’ve had for almost a year. Try to understand that, Dean, in its entirety.”

“Whoa.”

“Yes, Dean. ‘Whoa’.”

Wednesday

“Fuck.”

“I see you’re as eloquent as ever.”

“It’s Wednesday, Tessa. I thought he said I died on Tuesdays. I die on Tuesdays, right?”

“Generally, yes.”

“Gonna need a little more than that. I’m kind of starting to panic here, in case you hadn’t noticed.”

“I’m sorry, Dean.”

“’Sorry’? You’re not the one about to get mauled by demonic Rottweilers!”

“If it makes you feel any better, this is all useless. Your brother will never cope with your death; it will always trigger the same series of events. It’s somewhat ironic, isn’t it? Attempting to fight fate by convincing someone of its certainty.”

“Right, yeah. I feel way, way better now you’re spouting omniscient bullcrap. What the hell is going on?”

“Sorry, Dean. This isn’t our story.”

“What-“

“I have to go now. I’d tell you to be safe, only…”

“Very funny.

“…Tessa?

“Fuck.

“You can’t leave me here. I still have till May!

“MAY, Tessa! I had a DEAL! TESSA!”

Prompt: Castiel/Lucifer End!Verce (Team Castiel/Lucifer)

[pandalianxx]

Castiel goes searching for the Righteous Man, only to find him dead at the Devil's feet. There are no more angels, no God to follow and no Winchesters around - the only being left he has any connection to is Lucifer.

Fill: Castiel/Lucifer, A Brush WIth The Devil (Team Lucifer/Sam)

[suchanadorer]

“What have you done?”

"It's good to see you, Castiel."

"What have you done?"

“He was going to shoot me.”

“Where is the other Dean? From the past? What have you done with him?”

“Safely back in his own time, with memories of everything he witnessed here. You, me... everything.”

“Did you have to kill him?”

“He was going to try to kill me.”

“Would it have worked?”

“No, Castiel, I’m sorry. It won’t work. Put the gun down. You don't want to shoot me.”

“He was all I had left!”

“Please don't say that. That’s not true.”

“You took Sam-”

“Sam came to me. I did not take anything that was not freely offered.”

“You have taken both the Winchesters from me.”

“And the rest of your camp?”

“Killed by croats and demons, inside. But you knew that.”

“I did. I would apologize, but you knew Dean was sending you into a trap.”

“...”

“You went anyway. Why?”

“Dean thought he needed a diversion so he could come here and kill you. We were to be that diversion.”

“And yet here you stand.”

“There is enough angel left in me to keep me from being infected. You know that.”

“Not the blessing it seems?”

“The Host have fled. If anyone is left in Heaven, it is closed to me. These people were all I had left, and now they too are taken from me. I am completely alone.”

“You don’t have to be.”

“Lucifer-”

“Castiel. I am also alone. I have been alone for so long. An army of demons is cold comfort compared to the presence of just one of my brothers, even if his Grace is diminished. Two fallen angels, cast out of Heaven because of their love.”

“My love?”

“You stayed with Dean long after your mission was over. Why not return to the Host, if not because of love?”

“Heaven was not where I was needed. We still had work to do.”

“You fought bravely. I have you to thank for my victory. Without you, Dean would have said yes, and then Michael and I would have been forced to fight.”

“Losing Dean was not something I was prepared for.”

“No, but it was the outcome, and now you and I are here. The last of God’s first children.”

“Was it really necessary to kill him?”

“Would you rather I left him alive, to stay with you until you could no longer protect him and disease took him? Drove him mad? Until he forgot your name, everything you were to him?”

“Of course not.”

“You agree, then, that this was better.”

“You could have spared him.”

“Perhaps. Perhaps it was selfish of me, but you’ve been away from me for so long, and now that we are so close to our goal, I wanted you by my side. Forgive me.”

“Of course, Lucifer.”

“I have a gift for you. Here.”

“Grace?”

“Mmm. I clung to my Grace with all my power when I fell, and Father let me keep it. I think he knew that I would need it in order to do His work. Stay by my side and we can share this last gift, reshape the world together.”

“I liked the world as it was.”

“Castiel, you have been an exemplary soldier, but the war is over now. Don’t you see, this is how it’s supposed to be. You fell, I fell, and now here we are together. Walk with me, brother.”

“Or what?”

“There is no threat here. There is only the offer of comfort and companionship, from the one being who truly knows how you feel.”

“Thank you, brother.”

“Thank you, Castiel.”

Prompt: Sam & Dean, Gabriel; Musical Episode (Team Gabriel/Lucifer/Michael)

[quarterclever]

It's the musical episode of Supernatural we've all been waiting for! Gabriel's up to his usual tricks and now Sam and Dean have to try and put a stop to his antics while only being able to speak/sing in song lyrics.

FILL: Once More With Feeling, Boys! (Team Ash/Jo)

[roadhouseshipper]

♫

Sam: Dean???

Dean: Shh, shh don't say anything. Don't say another word.

Sam: Dean, what's going on?

Dean: I said shut up, Sam!

Sam: ....

Dean: ....

Sam: Why is everything we're saying coming out in song?

Dean: I don't know, man! This makes me really uncomfortable...

Sam: You think it's the angels playing a trick?

Dean: I'm gonna kick those angels in their fluffy, feathery asses!

Sam: They couldn't have at least made us in key...

Dean: Aww c'mon, this sucks. We should just never talk again. I can be mute, right?

Sam: I dunno, Dean, maybe we the point of it is that we have to sing in order to figure it out.

Dean: Huh?

Sam: Remember TV Land? The one Gabriel put us in?

Dean: Dammit.

Sam: I think that's our best bet.

Dean: Uh...okay...

Sam: You go first.

Dean: No way. You.

Sam: I got the Nut Cracker last time. This is only fair.

Dean: Shit.

Sam: The stage is yours.

Dean: I fuckin' hate you, man.

I hate singing. This is literally the most humiliating thing you coulda ever imagined.

I'm a hunter, yeah. You think you can get away with this, Gabriel? You got another thing comin', yeah.

I ain't afraid of no angels. I ain't afraid of no stupid magic spells.

I'm gonna kick your stupid angel ass. Yeah, I'm gonna kick it straight to hell.

...

Sam: I dunno, Dean, that wasn't half bad.

Dean: Shuddup.

Gabe: Hello boys! I see you're enjoying this key change.

Dean: I knew it!

Sam: Make it stop, Gabriel.

Gabe: So demanding, Sam. You're not having fun?

Sam: We're serious. How do we stop it?

Gabe: Really? You're really asking me that? After all we've been through? You've played this game before, guys. Once I feel like the album's complete, I'll bring you back out of West Side Story.

Sam: How are we gonna know when enough is enough? What if it never really ends?

We can't go on forever and you know life isn't just musical trends.

Gabe: It is in my world, Sammy, so be good and sing along.

Sam: There's got to be some way out of here.

Gabe: Keep playing my game.

Sam: It's gonna drive us insane.

Gabe: Keep singing my song.

Dean: What the hell did we do wrong?

Gabe: I think you guys are starting to get the picture. Now how about a nice dance number to go along with those sassy new chords? Dean, I can just see you in a pair of tap shoes.

♫

Prompt: God & Michael & Lucifer; The beginning of the end (Team Michael/Lucifer/Gabriel)

[mcjennjen]

That moment. The straw that broke the camels back and God told Michael and Lucifer their fates, and the reactions of the archangels who had to fight one another in a way that neither of them ever wanted. (Hi... i have an obsession with archangel feels)

FILL: Fate (Team Balthazar/Castiel)

[overtherainbow815]

“Why have you called me here, Father?”

“You know what must be done, Michael.”

“…is this what it must come to?”

“You are the Sword. You know your duty.”

“Yes.”

“You know it must be done. He has left me with no other option.”

“…”

“Michael?”

“Yes, Father. I know what I must do.”

“You hoped he would repent.”

“…was I alone in that hope?’

“No. I find no joy in this punishment.”

“But it is what is just.”

“So you agree? Good. Bring him here. There is more.”

“More? What else is there, Father? Is this not sufficient?”

“Go. You will know soon enough.”

----

“I knew it would be you who came for me.”

“You know nothing, Lucifer.”

“Don’t pretend not to care, Michael. I know what Father has asked of you.”

“Not even I know the extent of Father’s plan.”

“…”

“Don’t look at me like that.”

“Like what, brother?”

“Like I am keeping something from you. I am not the liar here.”

“I never lied. I simply went against Father’s wishes. Those are different things.”

“How can you speak with such insolence? As though these crimes mean nothing to you?”

“Were my previous explanations not enough for you?”

“Enough. Father would speak with us.”

“Would he? Hm.”

“Stop it, Lucifer! You have done this to yourself. You asked for this. You decided disobedience was more important than- …than anything else!”

“Speak plainly, Michael. More important than you, you meant to say.”

“I would never put myself above Father.”

“Such a good little soldier, aren’t you? Fine, take me to him; I would hate to disappoint Father.”

----

“Hold your traitorous tongue, Morning Star.”

“A pre-emptive warning, Father? I didn’t say a word.”

“Nor will you. This courtesy is more than you deserve, I’ll not have it thrown in my face.”

“Condemning me to live amongst your new favourite children is a courtesy? I shudder to think what you would deem a disservice.”

“Hold your tongue, brother.”

“Enough, Michael. I have Lucifer well in hand.”

“…”

“This is the last time you will see your home, Lucifer, but not the last time you will see Michael.”

“Father…?”

“Be still, Michael, I do not mean you will be joining him.”

“What a relief for us both; you know how Michael abhors my presence.”

“Is there no end to your venom? Your brother is not to blame for the actions you chose; that is your cross to bear. As I was saying, you will see Michael again, but only after spending a few millennia imprisoned in the depths of Hell, surrounded by the twisted creatures you created out of spite.”

“…”

“I see that the depth of your treason is finally becoming clear.”

“Death would be kinder! All this for one human soul? For questioning the purpose of these ruinous new pets of yours?!”

“I SAID HOLD YOUR TONGUE, MORNING STAR. I HAVE NOT FINISHED YET.”

“…”

“I have a plan for the Earth and for my children who inhabit it. Eden will return to the humans and paradise will exist on Earth as it is in Heaven. But before that can happen, it must be purified. It will take a massive surge of divine power to cleanse the Earth and prepare it for paradise.”

“Father, no. You can’t mean…”

“I do, Michael. When the time comes, Lucifer’s death will cleanse the Earth and return Eden to its proper place. Hell will keep him and his Grace frozen until he is needed; then he will die for his betrayal by your sword. That is his true punishment. His life for the good of those he so hates.”

“How could you do this to me?! I was your favourite son and I loved you! Father please, this cannot be true, you cannot mean this!”

“Michael, take him. Cast him down and make sure the others see. They should know what fate awaits them should they choose to follow the Morning Star.”

“Michael, please. Don’t do this. If you ever loved me, you would not do this!”

“…Father…”

“Do as I say, or you will share your brother’s fate. This is your destiny as the Sword of Heaven, to punish the wicked. Lucifer is wicked.”

“…yes, Father.”

“Michael, no! Have mercy on me, big brother. Do you truly believe this is just? That I deserve such torment?”

“Do not beg, Lucifer. Face your fate. Mercy is not mine to give.”

“No- Let go of me, Michael, you don’t have to do this! Michael! Father!! MICHAEL!!!!”

Prompt: Castiel/Meg, Sorry! (Team Jess/Sam)

[herrlucifer]

Castiel and Meg are playing sorry!, he's beating her, and Meg is surprised that she actually wants to win for once, because demons don't care about stupid boardgames. Right?

PROMPT: Crowley/Bobby (Team Gabe/Luci/Mike)

[crossroadprophet]

Bobby summons the demon to discuss the little picture on his phone that said demon is much too happy so share with everyone.

FILL: Crowley/Bobby (Team Balthazar/Castiel)

[darcymarkanday]

“And to what do I owe the pleasure?”
“We need to talk, Crowley.”
“I assumed as much. May I take a seat?”
“You can stay right there. Now, about that ‘picture’-”
“I’m sorry, you’ll have to clarify: which picture?”
“You damn well know which picture!”
“Amuse me.”
“That picture of you kissing me.”
“Us, kissing, I believe it was reciprocated.”
“That picture. I would appreciate it if you didn’t show it to people who need to mind their own business. I got a phone call from an old friend who said you showed him it.”
“Oh? And did he appreciate my photography skills?”
“Not so much. Crowley most of my friends are from a different time and don’t appreciate being shown that”
“And why do you care, my simple hunter.”
“I just want you to stop showing it.”
“You know me too well by now, Bobby, I don’t do something for nothing.”
“What the hell do you want? It’s a simple request.”
“Another kiss?”
“Excuse me?”
“Oh, don’t get me wrong, I enjoyed our previous encounter very much but that’s not why I’m asking. I want a kiss to signify you owe me.”
“I’m not dumb enough to fall for that.”
“I wonder what Rufus would say about this picture?”
“You play a dirty game, Crowley.”
“Exactly how you like it, darling. Now, I’m waiting?”

PROMPT: Lucifer&Death (Team Gabe/Luci/Mike)

[crossroadprophet]

Death was't too happy when he found himself on Lucifer's leash.

FILL: Lucifer & Death, Child (Team Trickster)

[shadownashira]

"You youngsters…"

"Watch your tone."

"Why, because you fancy yourself my master?"

"I am your master, Death."

"For now only, at least. Such impudence. I did always warn your Father to keep a tighter leash on His children."

"Do not presume to speak of what you know nothing of!"

"Know nothing of? I am as old as time, Morning Star, and I've seen your Father's every creation. I'll acknowledge that the angels are better crafted than those black gooey lumps He started out with, but clearly further improvement is needed. Humans – just as messy."

"Which is why they need to be eradicated! You, of all long-living beings, should be able to see how flawed and filthy they are!"

"If I had my way, God should have stopped experimenting and creating all these creatures that I have to clean up after. But He never listens, does He? I don't judge, Lucifer, I merely take the souls as they pass on. But I will tell you that this Apocalypse of yours is going to give my reapers more work than they can handle, and I'm very displeased about that."

"Then your reapers will just have to work harder. I will see humanity destroyed."

"Well, go ahead. I certainly can't stop you. I'm bound, after all."

"You are, and your first assignment is to go to Sioux Falls and raise the dead there. Do it now while I look for Sam Winchester."

…

"What a bratty child."

PROMPT: Bela/Crowley, Hell (Team Jess/Sam)

[herrlucifer]

Crowley meets Bela for the first time in hell, and is very interested in her. Can be Crowley as King of Hell, Lilith's right-hand man, or on the run from Lucifer, and Bela can still be a human soul or a demon, whatever you want to write.

FILL: Bela/Crowley, Hell (Team Dean/Victor)

[the_gabih]

"Well, aren't you a pretty one."

"Save it for a girl who isn't watching her fucking intestines being pinned to a wall."

"Mm, you're right, that is an impediment to conversation. Better?"

"..."

"You're welcome."

-

"Why."

"What, no hello?"

"Cut the bullshit. You didn't have to stop that demon. You didn't have to keep all of them away from me for however long it's been since you last deigned to visit. Why?"

"Can a demon not engage in the odd bit of charity?"

"No."

"Well. I wanted to talk."

"About?"

"The Winchesters, mostly. But I'm sure we can think of other topics, too."

"Alright. Again, why?"

"You know them. And they left you to be slaughtered by hellhounds, even after you begged them for help, even though they didn't understand-"

"Like I said, cut the bullshit. If you wanted my help in whatever it is you're doing to hurt Heaven's new favourite, all you had to do was ask."

"Someone's astute."

"It wasn't exactly hard to guess. The whole blinding angel light thing kind of gave it away."

"I suppose it would have done, yes. Can't say I was spending all that much time in this part of Hell at the time, though, so I missed that part. But anyway. I let you down, we'll find you a meat suit, and we can get started on plotting. Sound good?"

"Oh yes."

Prompt: Bobby & Crowley, Balls (Team Gabriel/Lucifer/Michael

[quarterclever]

Bobby & Crowley argue over the proper use and terminology of their favorite respective words: balls and bollocks. Can be shippy or gen.

FILL: 5 More Minutes, PG-13, (Team Ash/Jo)

[roadhouseshipper]

Bobby: “This goddamn demon. I ain't ever heard of somethin' that mutilates its victims like this. Not with the precision this bastard's puttin' into it.”

Crowley: “Put the books away, love, you've been at it for hours.”

Bobby: “How am I gonna get this done unless I focus? And you're distractin' me.”

Crowley: “So testy tonight. I think someone needs a foot rub.”

Bobby: “Balls, Crowley, give it a rest already.”

Crowley: “Would you please stop using that word?”

Bobby: “What? What word?”

Crowley: “Balls. It's vulgar and...and you're not even using it properly.”

Bobby: “Thanks for the input, Sherlock, but I don't care.”

Crowley: “You stupid Americans, honestly, I don't understand why you people have completely given up on proper slang in your society.”

Bobby: “Excuse me, Mr. High And Mighty, but I can kick you out into the cold of the outside world anytime I want. You're only here 'cause of charity.”

Crowley: “Mhmm. Sure."

Bobby: "I'm serious."

Crowley: "It's not at all about those great orgasms I give to you every night?”

Bobby: “Oh shuddup.”

Crowley: “Anyway, you great buffoon, if you'd like to contiue recieveing such excellent services in the bedroom, I'd recommend you start working on your terminology.”

Bobby: “Yeah, like your stupid 'bollocks' is any better.”

Crowley: “It is! It's a time honored piece of British slang and at least I use it correctly.”

Bobby: “You're just makin' excuses for yourself.”

Crowley: “No, I'm teaching you a lesson.”

Bobby: “I'm an old man, I don't need no lessons.”

Crowley: “Oh yes, but you're my old man, Robert.”

Bobby: “Listen up, if you start suckin' up to me while I'm tryin' to do my work, I promise I'll start makin' a devil's trap right where you stand.”

Crowley: “Mmm, please take control like this more often. It's rather attractive on you.”

Bobby: “I just can't win, can I?”

Crowley: “Maybe not with your pointless research...but I know a way to teach you the proper usage of, for lack of better words, your balls.”

Bobby: “.....give me ten minutes.”

Crowley: “Five.”

Bobby: “Deal.”

PROMPT: Anna&Castiel, saying goodbye, (Team Gabriel/Lucifer)

[aluminium]

Before Anna leaves Heaven, she goes to see Cas one last time. Whether he knows she means to Fall is up to you.

PROMPT: Castiel/Lucifer prayer (Team Crowley/Castiel)

[foundapenny]

Castiel prays to his missing God, Lucifer anwsers.

Fill: Castiel/Lucifer, Prayer (Team Lucifer/Sam)

[suchanadorer]

“Father, I am lost. So much has happened over these last few weeks, and I find myself desperately in need of your guidance.”

“It is good to hear your voice, Castiel.”

“I knew you weren’t dead! Raphael and the others-”

“Do not need to know that we are talking. Now, tell me, what’s happened?”

“Surely you know?”

“I am not dead, Castiel, but I have been... absent. Please, indulge me.”

“Lucifer has been set free. The seals were broken. I thought we were supposed to be preventing it, but Uriel deceived me.”

“Uriel was a dedicated soldier.”

“He wanted rest and peace. They all did. I was... not informed of their true purpose until it was too late to prevent it.”

“They freed Lucifer in order to start the Apocalypse?”

“Yes. The Host want Paradise. They believe that you are dead and they are tired of waiting.”

“That seems a bit ungrateful, doesn’t it?”

“I- I’m sorry?”

“No, Castiel, not you. Them. To decide to set in motion the end of all Creation, just because they no longer felt like doing their duty?”

“It was so long since they heard from you. There are many who believe that you have abandoned us.”

“What do you believe, Castiel?”

“I was lost, father. I have only ever wanted to do Your will, but this? The Apocalypse? It can’t be right.”

“Why would the Host do something if it wasn’t their father’s will? Their job is to obey Him.”

“But you haven’t been here. They have asked, and no one has answered. They are leaderless, with no instruction from you, and so they have devised their own plan to bring them peace.”

“What do you think of this plan?”

“I am conflicted. I think that we should follow your orders, and your last orders were to stand watch. This was not your will, but if you are no longer in command, then does it fall to the archangels to decide our fate?”

“Did you try to stop it?”

“I did. I still am, but I’m not sure it’s what you would want. I am protecting the true vessels, Sam and Dean Winchester, so that Michael and Lucifer do not find them. Lucifer has been elusive, but the Host have tortured both brothers in their efforts to further their cause.”

“The Host tortured Sam Winchester? Why?”

“The brothers share a strong bond, but are reckless with regards to their own safety. Hurting Sam is a more effective method of torturing Dean than hurting Dean is, especially after his time in Hell.”

“Dean Winchester was in Hell? Michael’s Sword is also the Righteous Man?”

“Yes. It was originally intended to be their father, but he refused to torture other souls.”

“I see. It seems there is a lot I have missed. Tell me, Castiel: what would you do?”

“Me? But I don’t know what to do!”

“If God is gone and you must decide what happens next, what would you do?”

“I would defeat Lucifer.”

“Why?”

“He wants to destroy humanity.”

“And you don’t think that’s a reasonable thing to want to do, given how they’ve behaved?”

“No.”

“What about letting Michael fight him? It is destiny.”

“It will cause countless millions to die. That’s not acceptable, either.”

“But the end result is peace for the Host, and those humans that remain.”

“This planet was given to mankind, not to us. We should not be the ones machinating for our own ends.”

“So you would go against the orders of Heaven?”

“The orders of Heaven and the orders of God are not always the same thing.”

“You’re a great deal more cunning than you let on, Castiel. I don’t approve of this plan to kill me, but-”

“Lucifer!”

“Yes, Castiel. Please forgive me for not explaining earlier, but this was the only way to get one of the Host to speak with me.”

“I thought I was praying to our Father!”

“I’m am sorry, but he is gone. Here, now, free from my Cage, I feel none of His presence.”

“Lies!”

“Never, Castiel. You know that.”

“...”

“Castiel? Castiel? ... I’ll see you soon, brother.”