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For the @nongaberichbang bingo square ‘psychic au’
chapter 2: for @mfkinkbingo square 'psychic sex'
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Pete scribbled a new line of words into his notebook accompanied by a handful of messy music notes. He’d figure them out better later when he was more away from people. As it was the drugs were barely working. At least he was in the middle of friends at this bar so the minds were all well-traveled sets of thoughts. He grinned to himself when he felt Wendy’s thoughts on him, though she was talking to a gaggle of girlfriends. He quickly flipped to a more different page, tossing words down and around to just get them out of his head.
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For @gabriel-monthly-challenge aesthetic prompt and for @gabriel-spn-bingo squares ‘striptease’ & ‘wing kink’
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Sam sighed and leaned back away from the laptop. He was getting tired and stumped, and also a little annoyed at Dean. It was supposed to be a simple hunt, and honestly all the signs had read werewolf, but they hadn’t found one and there were too many other markers that were confusing the identification. Dean was out trying to track the creature, but it hadn’t attacked two nights running.
“Looks like you could use a break.” Sam looked up sharply but didn’t jump as far as he would have. He knew Gabriel’s voice by now. He’d been visiting frequently enough.
He shrugged and nudged the computer a little. “Can’t figure out what it is.” He gave a hopeful look over to Gabriel, but didn’t directly ask. That tended to mean no answer if he did.
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Happy Together by FalCatrecon
Fandoms: Ernest Goes to Camp (1987), CSI: Crime Scene Investigation, Justified, Skyward (TV 2017), The Agency (TV 2001), Open Water 2: Adrift
31 May 2019
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For @nongaberichbang’s bingo squares ‘minor roles’
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Brooks sighed heavily. As the newest counselor he was forced to act as help for others. Sure he had his own troupe, but the girls’ side of camp was out four counselors due to poison oak that had apparently grown inside the girl’s bathroom. Whatever. It meant he was stuck babysitting a bunch of little girls. Ugh.
He stood outside Daisy cabin, half wishing the camp had never gone coed. At the same time he was just old enough to understand money made the world go ‘round and doubling the camp’s pool of children was a good idea. He looked at the roster in hand. He got stuck with a range of eight to twelve, and it looked like they assigned an older girl to help. At least he only had to be there to be the ‘adult’ in the group.
He had barely hit the door to knock when it was yanked open and he was met with a short brunette and a glare. “Boys aren’t supposed to be over here.”
“Yeah, normally.” He glanced down at his list. “You’re Piper, right? I’m your replacement counselor while yours is sick.”
“Yeah, normally.” He glanced down at his list. “You’re Piper, right? I’m your replacement counselor while yours is sick.”
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For @gabriel-monthly-challenge song prompt ‘Falling In Love At A Coffee Shop’, for @gabriel-spn-bingo square ‘lingerie’
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He stared back into his office in thought, his eyes catching the cheap calendar he had bought. May’s picture was covered in a spray of colorful lilies. Well, it was a point. He was in prime real estate downtown in a small scenic city, and a good portion of his revenue were tourists. It would add to the cute small town vibe if he added color to his curb. There were even old giant planters flanking his doorway that he had some basic bushes in, and then there was the space out between the sidewalk and street he could put a couple of short pots or something. The problem was he didn’t know dick about plants.
Hauling out his phone he did a quick search on local landscapers, and found a family owned business whose address was actually just up and over a couple of streets. Winchester Gardens. Cool, he could visit it tomorrow since Cassie said he’d help out that day.
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For @sabrielcc AU prompt ‘Fake Marriage’, for @gabriel-spn-bingo square ‘fake relationship-hunt’
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“Alright. Alright.” Sam rolled his eyes. “Fine.” He clicked the phone shut and turned to Gabriel, who raised an eyebrow. “There’s a rash of suspicious deaths near here, so guess what.”
“Ugh.” Gabriel slumped on the bed. “We just finished a case!”
Shrugging, Sam tucked his phone in his pocket. “I know, but it’s just the next town over. According to Dean it’s a bunch of couples that have been dying over at this church, murder/suicide, but far too many to be a coincidence.”
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For @debrielcc AU prompt ‘Noir Detective’
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His hands stilled on the keys of the typewriter as he looked up with a glare at his secretary. “What.” A year ago he had asked for blond from a secretary service, but forgot to mention female. He wasn’t even blond, but more of a dirty blond too. He’d have sent him back if the guy hadn’t been damn good at the job. Also was a good copy editor and made a mean cup of joe.
Gabriel just rolled his eyes, used to his employer’s attitude, and pointed at the clock. “Your 2 o’clock is here, boss.” Maybe he also kept him because he didn’t take any of his crap either.
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For the @spnpolybingo square ‘Serial Killer AU’
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A ‘nonfiction’ article about the serial killers The Hunters and The Angel. A harrowing account of the life of the Winchesters and how they encountered a fellow killer calling himself Castiel.
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For @nongaberichbang squares secret agent man and unwilling hero. Set roughly after The Agency and before Supernatural.
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Lex stared hard at his laptop, knee bouncing in nervousness. He hated flying so much, and this time he had to do it alone. With all the times he had to do this for work you’d think he’d be over it, but noooo nothing like that. He neurotically hit refresh on the webpage again, the plane still perfectly on time.
At least he could relatively sit still, unlike the guy in the leather jacket who was pacing, glancing at the gate far too often for it not to be nerves. He realized he had been staring when the other man met his eyes. “What.” It was a challenge, not a question.
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For @idabbleincrazy ‘s 1st blogiversary! Using the song prompt for Gabriel, Ancient Man, and the dialogue prompt for Sam, “If I die, I’m going to haunt your ass.”
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Shrugging, Gabriel gestured towards the front door with an axe in hand. “I can’t magic them re-dead right now, so we gotta dig them out of the floorboards.”
“And we can’t set fire to the whole house why?”
Gabriel rolled his eyes, but couldn’t contain his grin. He’d rub off on Sam yet. “Because then we’d have to dig up a whole house worth of debris to get to the bodies, and the ghosts would be even angrier?”
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For @gabriel-monthly-challenge of April! Corgi time, using the dialogue prompt “…I must be hearing things, because there’s no way I’m hearing a dog bark right now.” (also the title is the song prompt, which also sort of fits. So does the Troupe/AU prompt kinda too. Uh, and maybe the aesthetic prompt too.)
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Sam hadn’t wanted to go out in this weather, but the bunker was down to a bag of chips and a box of mac & cheese. The rain hadn’t let up the past week and it was only hunger and need for something, anything that wasn’t junk food anymore. Thankfully it had let up from a torrent to just rain and he could ferry groceries to the car with minimal wetness to the bags.
It was when he finished and shut the door that he heard the tremulous whine. He cast about looking for the source of the pitiful noise, but it wasn’t until another whimper echoed from the alleyway did he spy the bedraggled and dirty dog huddling against the building. Sam only hesitated because he knew Dean would be upset, but he couldn’t just leave him there.
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For the Gabriel Bingo square "Recipe for Disaster"
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Sam was nervous. Now, with living arrangements that included Dean that was a fairly standard feeling, but lately he was pretty sure Gabriel and Rowena were up to something. He’d find them in the library hovering over her spellbook, pausing their conversation or trying to fumble their way into a different topic once he walked into the room. They didn’t normally care at all who heard them talk about anything, so this pretty much cemented that it had something to do with him. At least, he was pretty sure. Hence the nervousness.
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For the @gabriel-spn-bingo square ‘Walking In While Changing’
For the @sabrielcc color prompt Lavender-----
Gabriel sunk down next to the herb garden the Winchesters has thrown together. It was a scraggly mess of weeds and needed a lot of work to be any sort of functional. With saving the world every other week it was no surprise things like this were neglected. He could identify everything here, the mint being the most prominent. As a plant it was a terror, taking over the whole bed. Well, what worked for a bed. The Winchesters wouldn’t know gardening unless Audrey II was in the middle of it, and even then it would have to bite them first.
He let his fingers dig around, pulling the actual weeds out from the useful ones. The mindless work was nice, and he could hang out and enjoy the sun for once. It wasn’t their fault that the bunker was, well, a bunker. After being trapped in a dungeon for so long there was no wonder he wasn’t a fan of underground places.
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For @debrielcc colors prompt ‘Cerulean’
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Dean paused at the table he was about to sit at in the library and looked back at the observatory. “Um. Were those always blue?” He pointed at the curtains framing the entryway.
Sam looked up from the book he was researching from in confusion. “...Maybe?” He shrugged and went back to flipping the pages, trying to find the info on an odd symbol they had found at a crime scene.
Carefully scooting around the table so he faced the alcove, Dean put down the book he was going to go through. He could have sworn they were red. At the very least not so brightly blue.
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For Gabriel Bingo square 'feeling useless'
For gabriel-monthly-challenge March song prompt 'Sin' by Nine Inch Nails
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Pornstars. It was his first word in a long time, simply because he knew it was what they expected. Just himself, good ol’ trickster. He had started his real story on the walls, but let it devolve back into his supposed normal babble. He had to put something more past those pornstars to finish the explanation since he was running out of wall space. It was all nervous energy, something spiking from his mind that felt blank for so very long. Finally outside of Asmodeus’s clutches, something stirred. He was afraid of that stirring. He didn’t need to exist, he didn’t need to think. That only got him in trouble. Less movement, less noise, and he got left alone. That’s all. Be small, be out of the way, out of sight out of mind. Right? Right.
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For the Gabriel Bingo square 'Casa Erotica'
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His thought process was interrupted by a sudden rustling in the vicinity of under his bed. He rolled over to look down at the other man digging through his more private stash he purposely kept there from prying eyes. “Hey!”
Gabriel grinned up at him. “Hey yourself. You kept this?” He held up a slightly battered copy of Casa Erotica 13 with a grin. He teasingly wiggled it.
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- Part 2 of Bunker Debriel
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For the Gabriel Bingo square 'caught watching X sleep'
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Gabriel couldn’t sleep. Probably a habit defined by millennia of actually not sleeping, but at his level of power he really should. He wandered into the bunker’s library. Maybe a book would help. As far as he could tell from his, albeit short, perusal of the actual literature it was all fairly dry. Perfect to help him fall asleep.
Instead he found the pretty little redhead out cold on top of her spell book. He smiled softly as he approached, knowing she needed the sleep as much as he did.
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For the Gabriel Bingo Square "Fuck me" "I intend to"
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Scratching his nose, he leaned over the engine of the ‘56 Ford Thunderbird and inspected the ancient brittle hose. “Fuck me.”
“I intend to.” Said a voice not far from his ear.
Dean jerked up suddenly in surprise, slamming his head into the underside of the hood and letting out a string of curses. He glared angrily at the archangel laughing uproariously at his pain. “What the hell man! You’re goddamn lucky I don’t have an angel blade.”
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- Part 1 of Bunker Debriel
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For Gabrielbingo 2019, prompt square Sam writes fanfic.
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It was honestly a bad habit Sam had picked up from Becky years ago. A way to cope with things not going right, or even just a way to get thoughts down. Sometimes he even played a sort of Watson and wrote cases down as stories.