Sam: You worked as a pet-sitter. Currently, you were walking one Boerboel, one Grand Pyrenees, one Aussiedoodle, one Labradoodle, one Australian Shepard, and one Irish Wolfhound when the Australian Shepard, Riot, slipped out of his collar, bolting to a moose of a man. When Riot got to the man, his eyes visibly brightened, showing he knew the dog, possibly owned him at some point. When you finally caught up to the man, he asked who signed Riot up for what was pretty much doggy day care. While the fact that he knew the dog's name did not pass over your head, you told him a woman named Amelia did. You both found a park bench nearby and sat talking for hours, but before you had to leave, you exchanged phone numbers.
Cas: You were the first archangel God created, before all the others, however God decided to keep you secret because you were much too powerful for your own good. While tracking down Crowley, you found a group of three men - one moose, one squirrel, and one familiar one, until you realized that you found the mysterious Castiel. You tried to warn them that the warehouse they were about to enter was a trap, but Dean being Dean refused to listen to you. Because of being the First Angel, you were able to mask your Grace, though it did not fool Castiel. He instantly became intrigued with you and your angelic powers, leading to an exchange of phone numbers for later discussion.
Dean: You were working extra hours at a diner in Washington state for a friend. As you were packing up your stuff to leave, the manager told you to wait the table in your section before you left. Walking out from behind the counter, you caught sight of two very tall men sitting in your section. "Can I take your orders?" you asked the men. The taller of the two ordered a salad with a protein shake, while the shorter of the two ordered a double bacon cheeseburger with fries and a beer. When you looked up from taking the shorter one's order, your (Y/E/C) were met with a pair of dazzling apple green eyes. When you brought out their check later on, there were ten digits written in the bottom corner for apple-eyes as you handed him the paper.
Charlie: You met at Comicon, her dressed up as the Eleventh Doctor, you as the Tenth Doctor. During a costume contest specifically for Whovians, you two were tied at the end, so after meeting, you decided to split the prize and hang out for the rest of the day, going from fandom to fandom in your costumes.
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Supernatural Preferences/Imagines
FanfictionThe title says it all, this is going to be a book of Supernatural stuff. It's my first time writing out random Supernatural crap that goes through my head, so bear with me as I some of the jumbled thoughts in my head. I will try to update at least...
