Supernatural | One-Shots

The Super-Halloween: No One.

↬ Date: 10.13.2022.
↬ Prompt: Having Halloween with the boys.
↬ Trigger [Warning]: Light cursing; a panic attack.
↬ Words: 2054
I know it's a bit early but I love Halloween!! I'm going to be Ghostface form Scream and my boyfriend is going to be Micheal Myers (kind of like, Jason and Freddy, but I felt that was over done, and he and his ex did that-- gross-). What are you guys dressing up as(?)!!
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"(Y/N)! Come on!" Dean shouted as he adjusted his black mask, "Are you even ready? I doubt it, nagging us."

Dean looked over at Sam, who had safely glued fake red horns on his forehead. Dean was dressed in black clothes and had a black batman mask on. Sam was dressed in a red shirt with black jeans and had red horns and a little red pitchfork, though it lay on the ground next to him.

"Sam, that's offensive to my brother," Castiel's voice droned around the small room. Sam just shrugged as he fixed his shirt. Dean chuckled and called for you again.

"Goddamnit, I can't get my makeup right!" Your voice drove through the wooden door of the bathroom in the motel. Storming out of the bathroom, you were scowling, your large white wings bounced as the heels of your shoes clicked at the hard ground.

{The white dress you paired with the wings and halo was short, ending above your knees, and was lacy. The top was strapless and the skirt was silky.}

[The white dress pants you had on were tight and smooth, and the shirt, a matching white, was silky.]

"Woah." Dean's voice stopped you and made you look at him. You had glued cloudy, white crystals on your cheekbones and made your eyes dark and smokey. "You look, uh... Ridiculous."

Dean busted out laughing while Sam chuckled in the background. You crossed your arms and tapped your foot impatiently. Castiel looked over at you and didn't understand why the other two were laughing so much at you.

"Laugh all you want, Gayman," You sassed, turning back to look through your bag for your chapstick. Dean held his heart as he gasped loudly. You laughed as you applied some, noticing your lipstick was missing. "Huh. Devil, have you seen my lipstick?"

You turned to Sam before gasping. Sam held a small black stick that was your's lipstick. He had a q-tip that was red and was lightly dotting it around the horns.

"Where did you learn that from, Sammy?" Sam smiled at you through the mirror as you walked over.

"I picked up a few things over the years," Sam replied, handing you your makeup back.

"Y'all almost finish yet? I would love to get going," Dean nagged and you rolled your eyes before disappearing into the bathroom. You walked out and started to put your stuff up before pausing.

"Cas, are you not dressing up?" You asked, looking at him.

"I don't understand why I have to 'dress up' today. Is it a human thing to dress up?" Castiel answered your question with a question.

"Come here, you little weirdo." You gestured Castiel over and had him sit down on on the bed. Using black eyeshadow and some eyeliner, you drew whiskers on Castiel's cheeks and painted his nose and eyelids. Digging through your bag, you pulled a pair of black and pink cat ears out. You ruffled Castiel's black hair and hid the metal headband. "Let's take off the trenchcoat. Loosen the tie...and done!"

You stepped back, hands on your hips, smiling.

"How did you do that with limited resources?" Dean asked impressed. Castiel stood up and looked in the mirror, his bright blue eyes widened slightly. Dean shifted his legs slightly at how Castiel looked. Castiel's 'bed hair' and loosen tie had Dean's jeans tight.